Dragon's Rage
By Youkiyra Solar alias Krystal Fox
Krystal Fox: I do not own any of Tolkien's writings only my original characters are mine.
Chapter 14 Wrapping up loose ends
Review: A noisy swooshing sound filled the air and a grandfatherly type elf/man appeared standing now holding a sleepy looking Kakia.
Ellandan and Elrohir both saw the crown upon his head, looking back at Estel and Legolas and their fathers, decided it would be better to kneel before this regal dragon.
They knew he was a dragon because 20 fierce looking different colored dragons were behind him glaring at the small group before them.
In a very rich and deep voice the dragon king spoke to them, "Well, now I would like to hear what you all have to say for why my granddaughter ran off to save some elves, tell me your story." He said sitting down beside Nacheska.
Ellandan scooted closer to his brother and Legolas on the other and Aragon at his side. They all slowly told their story. The old King listened with great attention every so often looking down at his granddaughter.
"so this balrog is he dead now?"
A silence filled the cave.
"By the stars and seas, Where is Glorfindel?" Legolas said jumping up.
Everyone there realized in the excitement of the moment no one noticed whether Glorfindel had made it back or not.
"He's fighting the balrog still, or maybe he is done I don't know," Nacheska said softly.
"We shall help him." the Dragon king said rising still holding his granddaughter.
Turning to his fighters said, "Find the Balrog, if he is living destroy him, if not leave his remains to rot….Find the elf, he deserves great honor. Bring him here."
Glorfindel swung his sword again, this time it embedded itself in the Balrog's upper right arm. Blood dripped down his face as the heat was intense, it was burning him, scorching him but he would not give up.
"You best give up balrog, you will never win." He said between breaths.
"Neither will you elf! I will make sure of it!" Fire came from the Balrog intent to burn Glorfindel to death. He dodged just in time only getting a few singed hairs.
Doing a spin on his toes he dove forward in a graceful lunge and stabbed and cut the Balrog's tendons in his left leg.
The balrog fell. Glorfindel dodged he felt one of the Balrog's clawed hands dig into his back causing his back to be covered in blood and the pain was immense. Ignoring it for the moment he jumped over the balrog's head and turned chopping it off. Letting the lifeblood of the demon cover the blackened ground.
It was over, his demon was dead. Exhaustion taking over his body he fell to the ground not hearing flapping wings or footsteps coming towards him. He let the exhaustion and weariness and loss of blood take over him and the darkness he welcomed.
The dragon captain knelt carefully lifting the wounded elf and nodded to the others. They took off in flight towards the others back at the camp.
They entered the cave and placed Glorfindel on some softer ground for the healer's to get at him. Stepping back walked to his King and said, "Your majesty, he gave the killing blow, HE is no more." Was all the captain had to say.
The dragon King nodded still holding his granddaughter, "He is a great fighter." .
Shortly after arriving Glorfindel began to stir. "Who is poking me in the ribs?" Was the first thing out of his mouth. Squinting up at Elrond said, "Oh it's you."
"Who did you expect it to be?" He asked amused.
"Mandos." Glorfindel stated boldly.
"Oh Glorfindel we can't loose you again!" Legolas stated carefully standing and holding his wounded hands close to himself.
"Ah but little prince you see you never did loose me, it was Elrond's father who lost me, so no one here did loose me." He said softly.
"I was lost to you." the dragon King said loudly.
Glorfindel looked up and gasped, "Rafeth! It's you! I thought you died that night?"
Rafeth knelt beside the elf and said, "I took your friends who were willing to get themselves killed to try and find your body, and carried them to safety. They wept your dead horribly. I forced them to go on. Though in their anger made me swear never to interfere in elven lives again. I have kept my promise though my granddaughter is just like her mother and refuses to follow rules."
He said smiling down at the woman in his arms.
For several hours Rafeth and Glorfindel caught up on lost memories and laughed a little and cried a little.
While they were talking Nacheska was sitting with the elves and talking with Ellandan and Elrohir.
"So what made you go on this mad quest north anyways?"
"We were looking for you all." Ellandan stated, "These orcs that came from here were wounding and killing our people and others in the surrounding areas and we needed help."
"I see" she said having grabbed both of their hands. "Then now that you have found us what are your plans?"
"We don't know but I would prefer to stay with such beautiful ladies…" Elrohir stopped embarrassed at what he had been saying.
"You think us beautiful?" She smiled and turned, "Now is the question which one of you likes who?"
Both of the elves blushed. Ellandan snuck a look back at Kakia and blushed when he saw that Nacheska saw him do it.
"She is beautiful." he said very softly.
"That she is. She is a princess, when her grandfather dies or leaves these lands she will be the ruler of our people. Knowing from your friend the prince I am sure you have an idea about what that includes." She said with a sad smile.
"Is someone talking about me?" a sleepy voice said to the three. Looking up they saw Kakia yawning and she tripped landing right into Ellandan's lap.
"Oops…." She said blushing, "I think I'm not awake yet."
Ellandan was red from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.
Elrohir stood and said, "Nacheska, how about we leave these two to their important conversation."
Nacheska laughed and the two left.
Kakia leaned against Ellandan's shoulder and closed her eyes. Then pausing she looked up at his face.
"You love me."
Ellandan was shocked that she would say it out right like that, but it was true. He nodded turning redder.
She smiled then with a look towards her grandfather, who was speaking with the other Lords.
"We are too far apart from each other in age, we can surely not…." She trailed off growing silent at what she was saying.
"We might remain friends?" He asked carefully. This was a delicate subject.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, "Yes, we shall remain the best of friends."
Although both knew in their hearts it would not be so.
"kakia my heart," her grandfather said, "It is time that we part out ways from our new friends."
Kakia stood with Ellandan's help, he stood behind her. Kakia looked very disappointed. "Grandfather, would it be so much to let them come to our spring celebration where the stories of old will be told?" She asked him, "Then their curiosity about us will be quenched and then they can go home in peace."
The kind thought about it then nodded. As everyone set about to gather up all weapons and supplies everyone smelled a horrible reek that was growing closer and closer.
"Ada, what is that smell?" Ellandan asked holding his elven nose from the stench.
"Skunk"
That single word sent the twins into laughter and Glorfindel into painful chuckling. A wet, stinking and dirty human immerged from the bushes. All the dragons giving him a very wide berth as he came into the clearing.
Glorfindel seeing who it was fell to the ground laughing, tears rolling down his cheeks at the poetic justice that had just been repaid to him.
"What's wrong?" Aragorn said trying to regain some semblance of pride.
"You stink!" Legolas stated rummaging through his bag. "Where is it?"
"Where's what?" Kakia asked stepping up behind him.
"The human's present."
Aragorn raised an eyebrow only to have something hit him in the forehead. Looking down saw a large piece of soap now with a small dent in one side from his head.
"Go clean human." Legolas said stepping away from the stench.
All the dragons by now caught onto the joke and had started to laugh. Aragorn horrified at this turned grabbing the soap and ran towards the river to clean up.
"That was very funny." Kakia said sidling up to Legolas. "You must be very good friends."
"We are."
"Then here is my thanks to you and him for everything you have sacrificed." She pulled at his arms just a little so he would lean down the little bit that was needed to be done, then placed a kiss upon his brow.
Legolas felt his face go red all the way to the tips from her gift.
"I…I thank you Kakia."
"Kakia, it is time for you to hear the truth."
Everyone turned at this deep voice, the dragon king stood there and motioned for everyone to get comfortable.
"To hear what?" She asked confused as she sat beside Nacheska.
"How your father died and about your uncle."
"Oh"
"Let me begin." As the King stood a sense of power filled the clearing, everyone waited expectantly. "Very long ago when Morgoth still roamed this land, we dragons had to be much more careful with our children and where we lived. Morgoth was after us, for we were powerful beings living on this earth long before the elves or humans even graced this land," as he spoke it seemed as if before their eyes the story was forming and they were going to actually see what happened. "I was just crowned the King of dragons, my father having just been called by the Higher Ones to come home, when my daughter announced she was getting married. They married and lived happily, for a very long time, that is until His brother started acting strange….."
Flash Back:
"Devuir, where are you?" a female voice called out from one of the fields that was covered in daisies.
"here Ersky," The blue dragon said stepping out into the clearing.
"What are you doing all the way out here again? Is it your brother again?" Ersky asked as she hugged him.
"yes, Rashduir is acting strange, he disappears for long periods of times and then begs me to go hunting with him. Then when I say no he gets mad and stomps off again only to ignore any pleads that I give. Maybe I should go with him just once?" Devuir asked kissing her.
"You know how I feel about that, besides I have wonderful news…" She blushed and then kissed him again.
"What is this news, my heart?" He asked lifting her chin.
"I…We….will have a little one in 7 months."
Devuir's eyes got large, "Really! This is wonderful!" He lifted her in the air and spun her, "Do you know what the baby will be?"
"A girl. Just like me."
"Green. But that is impossible. It's not….oh who cares I love you and our child."
End of Flashback for now.
The Dragon King paused in his speaking as Aragorn arrived and settled in and as loud thundering of wings came in.
Everyone but the other dragons were startled by this sound, over +1,000 dragons of various colors except green and a rare blue landed and changed to males and females.
The King motioned them to have a seat and he began again.
"The birth of my granddaughter was a grand occasion there was celebrating like there hadn't been in nearly 2 centuries. Though my other son-in-law, your uncle, was not happy. His brother's daughter gave him an excuse to not go out with him and it caused Rashduir to try and think of other ways to convince Devuir out and it was a fateful day when he did, when my daughter's child was 7 years old it happened….."
Flashback:
"Devuir, I have a proposition, how about you and I and three others go hunting, the meat store is low and the village would appreciate the extra meat. What say you?" Rashduir asked his brother.
"Well," he said looking at his little girl playing in the grass outside, "Who were you thinking of bringing along?"
"Why your friends, Serum, Flakse, and Donohue." Rashduir said with a friendly smile.
"I see no trouble in that, I will be ready by this evenings rising moon." He said heading out to tell his wife.
"I will be here then with everything ready to go." his brother called over his shoulder as he went down the street.
(Dragon King's commentary: "So he told Ersky about this and she found not fault in it, though no one ever thought that while Devuir had escaped the convincingness of his brother that others might not have. That evil dragon had already corrupted Devuir's three friends who agreed to help get Devuir out of the village and to what ever destruction would happen next….")
"Where are we going?" Devuir asked as they headed north.
"Oh it's a place that your brother showed us awhile back and we all agreed that you must see it." Flakse said to his "friend".
"Okay." Devuir said calming down the fears that had started the minute he left the village boundaries.
Several hours later Devuir noticed that there happened to be a loss of life in the general direction that he was going. "Um, aren't we rather heading away from animal life rather than towards it?" he asked confused.
They all nodded and that's when Devuir noticed an almost crazed look that filled his friend's and brother's eyes, a look that was not on regular sane dragon's eyes. That's when he realized he was in trouble. With out a word he took to flight trying to escape the traitors of dragons.
They followed him swiftly and between the four of them over took him. After tying him up and dragging him along found that flames surrounded them and a dark figure of terrible form came forward.
"So you have brought the final one, I accept this gladly." The terrifying voice said to the four.
"Now will you call us your Lords and Leaders?" Rashduir asked this being. "We have kept our bargain now you keep yours."
"Kill him first."
Devuir in his thoughts prayed "Please no! My daughter, my wife!" But on the outside he was silent. The four turned on his and he felt the pain of their claws digging into him and slowly taking his life's blood.
End of flashback
Kakia looked up at her Grandfather and said, "So how did you know all this?"
"Child, much like your mother and you, though less often, I do get prophesying dreams. I learned all of these from my dream."
"So that is how the balrog Lords came to be." Elrond said in a whisper.
There were several moments of silence and then the King rose again and said, "The time for tears are over, it is time for celebration," Turning to the elves, "Anyone of my dragons will carry you to our village, choose one or they will choose you, we leave now. Even your horses will be carried." He changed into his dragon form and waited.
Kakia and Nacheska walked over to the twins and said, "We choose you." Changing their forms let Ellandan on Kakia and Elrohir on Nacheska.
Soon after other of the first 20 dragons let Elrond, Thranduil, Legolas, Glorfindel, and Aragorn Upon their backs. Before many of them could figure out how to hold on the dragons took flight.
Faster then the fastest Golden eagle or falcon they were flying. Every elf and human felt the adrenaline pounded in them speed up.
It was exhilarating!
In the distance after several hours of flight and rest then more hours of flight Elrond spotted among some mountains a beautiful village, one home larger than the rest, and houses scattered along the way in-between HUGE trees and bushes and vines were everywhere. If the dragons hadn't been slowing down he would never have noticed the village at all. If he thought about it, this place was more beautiful than Rivendel.
The dragons began their slow spiral down, so as not to loose their passengers with their usual quick stop.
Then the celebrations would begin.
Krystal Fox: Well People guess what! There will only be one more chapter and this story will be done. Imagine that! Finally….I'm sad to see it go…(tears begin to flow) I loved Kakia and Nacheska…No I'm not going to make a sequel of this one. I am void of ideas of any way to continue this story more than one more chapter. See you in the final chapter. Adios.
