The blade swished in the air, whistling threatening, like a poisonous snake hissing in it's warning before the bite. Yoley clenched her fists tightly, and shut her eyes with equal strength, she heard it, in slow motion, approaching. Finally she heard the sharp and cruel sound of metal against metal, in a sharp collision that chimed with it's melodious and vibrating sound.
Yoley shocked by such sound, and event, opened her eyes once again, receiving a painful shower of sun light that sent an intense ache through her eyes. Her vision, although slightly clearer, was still hazy and blurry, as if before the sun focused straight to her eyes floated a veil of foggy mist. Before her she saw an enormous figure of a bright copper colour, blazing like a flame, illuminated by the bright, golden rays of the sun. The creature was standing on hands, and threatening with pavorous snarls and snorts at the knight on dragon horse. Sitting on the backs of such animal was a much smaller figure, dressed in various colours, whites and browns, and of black skin, bearings something long that sparkled with the sharp brilliance of a blade.
"Izzy?" called Yoley staring intently at the copperish creature.
"you two, take her away from her, run to the forest, they'll never venture there alone, it's dangerous for evil!" called the person riding the copperish creature, staring at them through cold eyes, and determining her order with the strength of a female's voice.
Yoley felt nothing more but the tugging pull of her friend's arms, dragging her away from the black threat and the copperish saviour with the dark knight. Yoley stumbled, she was strong enough to maintain her body in a standing position, but the speed Matt and Kari developed, mixed with the factor of her momentary blindness, and made her trip over stones and sharp edges. That was all she knew before she submerged into a world of darkness, where no consciousness was to be illuminated, and no star sparkled in the darkness of the sky's depths.
Yoley's eyes fluttered open, receiving a dim flash of solar light that, slyly, sneaked across the gaps of a tattered and rotten curtain. She was laying on a soft bed which seemed to screech whenever she moved, almost as if it was filled with millenary and dry hay. She looked at the ceiling, built out of dark and harsh wood, so rough that it looked like the trees had been cut and placed there straight away. The walls were created with a collection of shapeless and all sized stones, dull grey and, in some points, they stuck out in harmful edges of glistening razor sharpness.
Yoley stood up quickly and felt her vision darken slightly, as her body was engulfed by a brief sensation of daze, released by her abrupt movement. She looked around startled, attempting to remember in her foggy memory what had occurred moments before she blacked out. She remembered mostly sensations, the feeling of complete joy and excitement, almost tremor upon opening the portal that would conduct her towards this world. The copperish figure that had stood, glistening powerfully and majestic, before her.
"Izzy!" gasped the woman in a drowned and hoarse voice.
Yoley raced outside, not paying attention at the weak and old house, which could barely stand on its columns. She saw it, overjoyed, a dragon of scales an intense flaming colour. It was laying there, its eyes closed, absorving the comforting warmth of a few strands of sun light, weakened briefly by the pressence of a ceiling of leaves.
Yoley's heart was beating rapidly, and her pulse was trembling exageratedly. Her lips split in a nervous grin upon observing the solemn creature. Her face was illuminated by a hopeful light that bornt right within her soul. She felt confused, happy, and frightened all at once. But speacially nervous. She ran a collection of sentences through her mind, remembering all the things, so often changed, that she had planned on saying if she ever saw him again. Her throat was a knot as she approached with tender, slow steps. Inside she knew well that all this words were never to be said, but it made her feel more comfortable upon redacting all this speech through her memory. It was hard to concentrate on it having her train of thoughts collapsed by the passengers of her memory with him.
"Izzy!" she called through a strangled sob once she was close enough.
The startled dragon oppened it's eyes abruptly and quickly, and focused it's gaze on the small and delicate figure of the girl. Yoley recoiled gasping, all her hoped sinking in a sea of despair. She examined the dragon's eyes and face closely, with detail, as her soul tore and broke attacked by the blood thirsty fangs of darkness' beast. The face of this dragon was much thinner than it had been of Izzy's, and the eyes were not black, but a flamming brown sprinkled with amber. This dragon was also smaller, around 14 metres instead of Izzy's good 17 metres. And the colour of it's scales was as vivid, but a tone or two lighter than Izzy's flaming scales. And to end with Yoley's observations, this dragon was a female.
"you are not Izzy!" pointed Yoley accusatively.
The dragon shook her head sadly, smiling comfortingly at the woman. Her eyes were blazing with a sparkled of simpathy, and the gentle swaying of her head signaled that she would do no bad.
"I won't hurt you!" said the dragon in a soft roar.
Yoley could not understand the language of dragons, but had heard Izzy enough times to know that this dragon meant no harm to her.
"well, you are awake, by Beesyhn I thought you would never wake up!" said a familiar voice behind Yoley, a voice that arose in her memory from a very dark pit.
The girl turned around and saw, startled, a young woman, or was it a dog? She ignored for this creature had parts of both breeds. The face was that of a dog with sharp ears, yet her muzzle was much shorter, and the face more round. She had a crown of hair, held on a ponytail, and a thick bunch of strands fell over her forehead. The hair was soft and silky, like human hair, glistening in a reddish brown colour. She had one of the most mischievous smiles Yoley had ever seen, and the intelligent and studious eyes were of a frightening cold, icy blue. The teen couldn't help but take a step back, flashes of a murderous black mouth, crowned with a pair of glistening, cold blue eyes. Her whole body was covered in a soft, glossy fur, the colour of night itself, yet with such beauty it could mean no bad.
This creature had the body of a person, dressed of a white shirt built out of very fine silks. Covering her chest and stomach was a vest built out of brown leather, and the symbol of a moon and a dog was printed on her left side. The pants engulfed musculous legs up to under her knee, a dull brown cloth, yet not leather. A belt which was nothing but a thick, red scarf, covered the slim waist. To finish with, her legs were surounded by tight, white socks, which finished on a pair of light shoes, also leather. Yoley couldn't help but realize the way this creature was dressed looked just like the numerous pirate movies. She wondered wether this female was a pirate.
On her arms she carried two large fish, each being nearly as big as this creature, and probably they weighed their good 20 kilograms as well. They were sparkling with the water still present on their scales, and their crystaline eyes reflected strength and fear. A trickle of blood dripped from their mouths, and it became more profuse on the sides, where a sharp weapon seemed to have tore and penetrated them viciously.
"can't you speak? I don't remember your friends telling me anything about that inconvenient!" comented the woman in a voice that showed her spirits, determination and strength, and even hatred formed part of it.
"Kari and Matt? Where are they?" snapped Yoley eagerly, forcing her still hoarse voice to command a scream.
The creature smiled knowingly, "ah, then you can talk?" she said sarcastically, yet with a hint of humor that was sweet and pleasant. "they are by the stream picking water!" she finished passively.
"who are you? Were you the one that saved me?" inquired Yoley suspiciously, her years in the digiworld paying off positively.
"my name is Jaguar Nighthowler, but call me Jag, I am a Noa Kyre!" explained the creature with pride, inflating her chest.
"um!" murmurred Yoley amused, staring at the creature with confusion.
"oh, you don't know what a Noa Kyre is, well, lets say we are one of the few races of Becenykan, which is this land. You'll see very few of them down here in Cyma, we live up in the island of Hepeaneh, but I'm here on a mision!" explained Jag calmly.
"what mision?" inquired Yoley curiously, opening up to this creature.
A rumble behind her atracter her attention. The dragon was shaking her head negatively, and staring intently at the Noa Kyre. Jag snorted and looked up at the dragon with a slight anger.
"ah, shut up Koe, she doesn't even know where she is, not like all of a sudden she became a spy of the Dark Lord himself!" exclaimed the dog woman gesticulating, pointing and Yoley with something to make her point.
"it's ok if you don't want to tell me!" said Yoley nervously, somewhat feeling a light fear towards a dragon she didn't know.
"oh, don't worry, Jelly!" said the Noa Kyre looking at her with an apologizing gaze.
"Yoley!" corrected the young teenager, looking at the wolfgirl with confusion.
"Now is not the time, we'll wait until tonight, when I will explain all you need, and answer to all of your questions!" finished Jag ignoring the correction imposed over the girl's name.
The sparkling flame danced lustfully in a gypsy movement, resembling an oriental woman swaying with the erotic buckling of her hips. The sparkling of fireflies floated frantically towards the sky, sparkling stars of a coal red intensity, invisible wings of smoke and bodies of fire blazing beautifully. The brilliance of the flame licked the faces solemnly, tenderly, yet with a warmth that was comforting in the cold weather, yet threatening with its powerful heat.
The black fur of the Noa's face blazed with anticipation, sharpening the canine features and the graveness of the situation. The other's pale and tender skin reflected the orange and red fingers of fire. Their eyes focused on the cold, ice blue orbs, intense gazes and eager lips trembling, anxious breathing shattering the silence, only interrupted by the cracking of the agonizing wood. They were calm yet nervous, wondrous and willing to discover the dog's speech.
"this land yierns. It cries and agonizes on its' coals. The kings die of hunger, and the people blame the dragons for having abandoned them!" snapped the Noa's voice, sharp and hurt, as severe and calm as it might happen to be.
"abandoned them?" inquired Kari in a shaky voice.
"twenty years ago there was a war. A sorceress called Rakesh summoned the powers of Erato, the God of Darkness. He was ambitious and wanted to gather power, but he was not evil. However his ritual went wrong, and instead of getting Erato's powers, he got possesed by Erato himself." Jag explained, focusing her eyes gravely on the girl, and switching by turns with a slow, penetrating gaze.
Kari exhaled a deep breath, a gasp echoing in the silent room, her eyes wide as her mind ran across the images of her dreams.
"then it was not just a dream!" she gasped silently, getting curious glances from the rest of the ground.
"anyways, Rakesh, or should we say Erato, who had finally managed to return to Becenykan after his exile, took control over his hords and quickly united an army of Chaos Knights, Synister Dragons and other evil creatures. People risked their lives against those hords, but little could be done. It was the first time since a long time ago that the dragons and all the creatures united their powers to fight evil." Jag said, inflating her chest proudly, and remembering having fought in that was as well, hence her young appereance, she had many years of wisdom over her shoulders.
"but it was not enough, now was it?" commented Matt calmly, his voice was a whisper, a hiss, the breeze of the wind.
"unfortunately they had a powerful weapon, one stolen from the plundered temples or Gynaro, our God of Light and Goodness, the Dragonbanes! This weapons are powerfully magickal, and can kill a dragon as easily as you can kill a bug!" Jag snarled with an inhuman growl, clenching her fists and looking into the infinity. She was reliving those times when the cause she was fighting for seemed futile.
"I was a Dragon Knight, my companion was called Fireflash, a copper dragon, we were attacked and he perished in the hands of a Dragonbane brought to darkness. After that battle many dragons disappeared, many died with glory, like Fireflash and Selvmoon, and many others ran away! But all was lost! We fought one to ten, we had nothing to do with the Dragonbanes on their hands! That day many good men and Dragons were lost!" Jag sighed, her teeth were gritting and her hand was so tightly clenched that her nails dug into the black flesh.
All eyes were wide with shock, all minds knowing war was cruel, and none having lived it so close as to feel the cruel and vicious fangs tearing their souls apart. They had fought for the world, but their battles had been against one simple enemy, not agains a numerous army which made the odds turn towards the dark side.
"People took one final resolution, to travel far away, to go to another dimension, or maybe send their children. Few had the money to convince sorcerers for that, but one creature had no money, she was Oro, a copper dragon who was in charge of four hatchlings, two of her own nest, one silver and one velvet blue!" explained Jag calmly, her eyes blazing with fury.
"oh my goodness, Izzy!" gasped Yoley so abruptly that all eyes focused on her, shocked and startled.
"that's when I realized that the cause was lost, I had traveled to send my nephew away, and saw the dragons running away. Later on I heard of Kenta's desperate attempt to destroy all evil. Let me point out Kenta was the leader of Silver Dragons, the Matriarch. Her sacrifice diminished the forces of evil a great deal, but people were afraid and refused to fight any longer. The Chaos Knights and the dragons took control of the whole place!" finished Jag solemnly, shaking her head sadly.
"and your mission?" inquired Yoley hesitant, seeing the Noa's desperation and grief.
"people don't want dragons around them, they accuse them for cowards, and they blame the loss of the war in them. My mission was… well, my actual mission is to kill any Synister dragon I see!" explained Jag calmly, "so children, tell me what you are doing here!" inquired the Noa Kyre.
"we came searching for a dragon, a copper dragon called Izzy! We come from another dimension, a planet called Earth! But we will help you if you need our aid!" said Yoley excitedly, eager to participate in the recovering of this world.
"ah, no no girly, this is not your problem. Better go on in your pilgrimage and pray you don't encounter any Synister dragon or Chaos Knight. I think this war is too much for three little children!" said Jag shaking her head in a very sharp and concrete refusal.
"we're not just children!" snapped Matt angrily, standing to face the Noa Kyre.
The dog like creature stared at him dominantly, focusing her cold gaze onto the boy's bright blue eyes and letting him know he was no match for an experienced warrior like herself.
"Matt's right, we are the Digidestined!" commented Kari calmly, but unable to hide that flower of pride which bloomed strong and healthy within her.
"Digidestined?" inquired Jag focusing her eyes quickly onto the girl, yet her surprise and widdened eyes were not of curiosity but rather shock.
"it's true, we have defeated the Digital Lords, I don't think a dude who can do some advanced Magick tricks will be much of a threat for us!" said Yoley standing proudly and smiling with such a radiant smile it's brilliance competed against the fire.
A white head that shone, not pure snow but pale platinum, a silverish tone of light, was raised. The nostrils sniffed the air gently, taking in the pleasant fresh breeze. The eyes were violet, and reflected the moon itself, but not only that but the many stars and all light of the universe, all of it was contained inside the glossy orbs. The large body was covered in fur, thin and velvety hair, including the wings. This appendices, each finger, was finished in an elongation of fur, which made the dragon looked like a star if his wings were raised high.
"what do you sense Quicksilver?" inquired a young, manly voice.
"changes!" was the only answer, a misterious fog that floated lazily in the air, letting the other creature imagine whatever he wished concerning the dragon's response.
"what type of changes!" inquired the second voice patiently, yet huffing and sighing bored.
"the pressence of new creatures in Becenykan!" Quicksilver said never looking at the other animal.
"new creatures?" inquired the second voice, shifting nervously over his sharp claws, and staring at the dragon through his black eyes.
Quicksilver looked down at the other dragon, his eyes shinning mistically, "the saviour of Becenykan have arrived, Blaze!" finished the animal smiling solemnly, and retreating his misterious veil.
To Be Continued…
AN: ok, here is a new chapter. I know this one must have been boring, but there were many things that had to be explained. I hope you are enjoying it, because I am enjoying writing it. Oh, and please leave a review if you think necessary. I repeat, all this will be much cleare if you read COPPER BLAZE, because this is the sequel. I have also many surprises prepared for this, some you can imagine, others you wont I guess, anyways here are a few questions to see what people think:
- Who is that misterious Werewolf that appears in Copper Blaze and saves Yoley?
- Why is Kari having those dreams?
- What do you think Kari is?