Act 1, Chapter 9
The Raunn Jungle...
Runefor hid behind a pair of think jungle trees. He was watching a group of dragons and a few cheetahs travel across a large clearing in the Jungle. The group had a large amount of livestock with them, which consisted of Pigs, Cows, Goats, and other such animals.
Ever since Desysto took over the Valley of Avalar, the many Cats and few dragons that lived there fled in all directions. Some fled to Warfang, while others chose to flee into the Raunn Jungle. A lot of them brought along the goods and creatures they were tending to in Avalar. This was perfect for Runefor, because it would be easy to pick them off.
The White dragon had already decided on a goat, and had started looking over the dragons. There were four in all: An Orange Fire dragon, a Water dragon, a Lightning dragoness, and a Brown Memory dragon. He was trying to decide which one he preferred.
"Hmmm." He said to himself. "Will it be the Water dragon?..." He shook his head. "Naw, I wouldn't want Nellie to say I'm insensitive. That would be annoying."
Runefor looked at the next dragon.
"Will it be the Fire dragon?..." The White dragon nodded again. "Nope. I'm not in the mood for anything spicy."
That left the Lightning and Memory dragons. Which to choose, which to choose...
Finally, Runefor decided.
"As much as I enjoy eating pussy, I think I'll go for the male today."
Runefor grinned, holding out his right forepaw. His new longsword appeared in a cloud of smoke as he spread his wings for flight.
"Time for breakfast."
In an instant, Runefor appeared in the air near the goat he had selected earlier and ran his sword through its neck, killing it in seconds. An instant later, her appeared floating between the four dragons, causing all of them to jump in surprise and alarm. Before they could react, the White dragon swung his sword and decapitated the Memory dragon.
As the dead dragon fell to the ground, Runefor turned to look at the other dragons, who had gasped in horror at the sight of their slain companion.
"Hello!" Runefor exclaimed, smirking. "How's it going?"
The three dragons turned to flee from the White-hided monster, but Runefor struck them all with a massive blast of Blood Lightning. The White dragon laughed as the dragons twitched in agony.
Suddenly, several arrows impaled Runefor's side. He roared in pain, stopping the Blood Lightning.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" He bellowed.
As Runefor ripped the arrows out of himself, he looked for the person who shot him. He saw the four cheetahs standing a short distance away, surrounded by a strange sphere of blue energy. Three of them were loading more arrows into their crossbows, while the fourth one held a wooden staff and chanting. He must have been a magician.
Runefor growled.
"You are all so very dead!" He roared.
The cheetahs didn't respond. They only fired their arrows again.
Runefor teleported onto the other side of the field, behind the cheetahs. As they were trying to figure out where he went, the White dragon fired a blast of Fire breath at the magic shield.
The energy field struggled against Runefor's attack, but it didn't break. By this time, the cheetahs realized Runefor was behind them, and turned around to attack. Runefor cancelled his attack and rolled out of the way as more arrows flew at him. He got back onto his feet and glared at the Magician. If he was going to kill these interlopers, the Magician would have to fall first.
So, Runefor used his Earth Magic to cause a large earthquake in the immediate area, taking flight to avoid getting effected. All of the Cheetahs lost their balance and fell to the ground, the Magician included. The White dragon flew straight for the cheetah, bombarding his mind with Mental blasts to keep him from regaining his concentration. Before the Magician could save himself, Runefor summoned his sword again and ran it through the cheetah's forehead, killing him.
The White dragon then spun around to face the other three, who were getting up onto their feet. Before they could become a threat again, Runefor struck them all with Blood Lightning, killing all of them.
Soon, Runefor was standing alone in a field of dead bodies. He turned and pulled his sword out of the dead Magician's face, grinning.
"Well, I had to work a little more than I thought I would," Runefor said, "but I still got what I wanted, just like I always do."
The White dragon looked around. Most of the livestock had run away during the fight, except for the Goat he killed and some stupid cows. He chuckled.
Runefor used his Memory magic to cause the Goat's body to levitate. The White dragon then walked over to the dragon he decapitated earlier, sending his sword away as he did so. He grabbed hold of the dragon's tail and started channeling energy.
"Time to go." the White dragon said. "I have to feed Nellie."
And with that, he and the two dead bodies vanished in a cloud of Purple smoke...
...
Nellie sat on the floor of the cave, waiting for Runefor to come back. Almost every morning for the past half-year, the White dragon had been going out to find food for the Blue dragoness, so she wouldn't starve.
"At least he somewhat cares about my well-being." She said solemnly.
Runefor would get food for himself on occasion. Sometimes he ate a goat or a sheep. But other times, he would choose something more... disgusting.
A prime example of the latter showed when Runefor returned from this morning's trip. The White dragon had a goat's body floating in the air near him, and was dragging the decapitated corpse of an adult brown dragon across the floor towards Nellie.
The blue dragoness looked in the other direction, struggling not to throw up.
"Oh lord.." She said distastefully. "Not again.." Runefor chuckled.
"Here's your breakfast, sweetcheeks." He said, grabbing the goat out of the air and tossing it over to her. "Enjoy."
Nellie reached behind herself and grabbed hold of the goat, pulling it in front of her. She absolutely refused to look at Runefor.
As the dragoness began eating the goat, she could hear Runefor tearing away at the body of the dead dragon, consuming its flesh like a wild beast. Nellie shivered at the sound or ripping flesh and sloppy chewing.
Once Nellie had finished her meal, she sat and waited for Runefor to finish his. She still refused to look at him during this.
How can he not possibly have any qualms about consuming his own kind? She thought. At least I can do my best to avoid looking at the act of cannibalism. Poor Rune. He has to witness it first hand.
"You finished eating, Nellie?" Runefor asked.
"Uh, yes.." The dragoness replied, still looking away. The White dragon chuckled, walking into Nellie's field of vision from behind. He had blood smeared allover his face and forepaws. Nellie shuddered to think about what the dead dragon's remains must have looked like.
"Is something wrong, sweetcheeks?" Runefor asked, cocking an eyebrow at the dragoness's expression.
"Aside from the fact that you've consumed another dragon's flesh," Nellie replied, "Your covered in blood, which looks disgusting." The White dragon chuckled.
"Well then, if I look so unpleasing," Runefor responded, "use your Water magic to wash me off."
"Do it yourself." Nellie snapped. "You should be plenty capable of it."
The White dragon glared. He then grabbed the dragoness's neck, and started choking her. She gagged as she clawed at his paw, trying to get free of his Iron grip.
"You do remember promising to do everything I said, right?" He ask coldly.
"I remember!" Nellie choked out.
"Then DO IT!" Runefor shouted. He tossed Nellie to the floor, leaving a ring of blood on her neck from his paw.
The dragoness got back onto her feet, breathing heavily. Runefor then walked around and faced her from the front. He grinned.
"Make my Hide sparkle, Nellie." He chuckled.
Once Nellie had calmed down, she opened her mouth and used her Water breath to clean the blood from Runefor's paws. Once they were clean, the White dragon leaned in close.
"Now, clean my face." He commanded. The dragoness sighed.
"Alright.." She said solemnly.
Nellie proceeded to wash the blood from Runefor's face. Soon, a small puddle of purple water stained the cave floor.
When Nellie was finished, the White dragon's scales glistened in the light from the floating balls of fire. He smirked, pulled the dragoness closer to him, and kissed her.
"Thanks, sweetcheeks." He said.
"Now what?" Nellie asked.
"Well, now that we're both done eating, and I'm now sparkling clean," Runefor waved a paw in the air, making the black snake necklaces appear around his and Nellie's necks, "We can get ready for our next stop."
"Where would that be?"
"Well, I think It's time to pay a certain dragoness a little visit." Nellie became confused.
"'A certain dragoness'?" She asked. "Who?" Runefor chuckled.
"Oh, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised." He responded. "But enough talk: Let's go see her."
Runefor snapped his fingers, and the two dragons teleported away.
…
"Mommy, what are those things?" Denzel asked.
Tyrrany and the young hatchling had left the cave they were staying in to find something to eat. The White dragoness soon discovered that they were near a small village that was hidden away by the mountain peaks. The village was populated by Cheetahs, Tigers, and some Cougars. As Tyrrany was flying around it to avoid entering, her son had pointed the creatures out.
"Those are called 'Cats', Denzel." She answered. "They're a race of creatures that lives alongside the dragons. They come in all different types."
"Are they friendly?"
"Well, dear, it all depends. Some cats are friendly, while others are more reclusive, and don't like dragons to be around them."
"Are those Cats friendly?"
"I don't know, Denzel. That's why we're not going into the village."
The White dragoness flew all the way around the village and found a large clearing just to the north of it.
The Clearing had several flocks of goats wandering around in it. The White dragoness came to a landing over on the western edge of the clearing, hiding behind several trees. Denzel slowly climbed down from her back.
At first, Tyrrany thought it would be simple enough to grab one of them and fly away. But then, she noticed that a few Cheetah herders were watching after the goats. She sighed.
"It looks like I'm going to have to rely on magic." She said.
"Are there any mice, Mommy?" Denzel asked.
"Let me check for a minute, dear."
Tyrrany scanned the clearing from where she stood, trying to find some of the creatures for her hatchling to eat. After looking for a good while, she spotted none.
"Sorry, little one. I don't see any."
"Aww." Denzel said sadly.
"It's okay." his mother said reassuringly. "I'll get you something else to eat."
Tyrrany turned towards the herd of goats and charged a bit of energy. And then, she activated an element that she was reluctant to use: Time.
Almost instantly, the entire world turned a bluish tint. Everything slowed to an almost complete stop. The Cheetah herders nearly stopped in a mid-walk motion. The goats' distant bleating became harder and harder to hear, until it vanished completely. Denzel was frozen in a sad glance up at Tyrrany, barely moving. The sight of this put a smile on the White dragoness's face.
"This'll only take a moment, Denzel." She said to him, although he couldn't hear her. Tyrrany then turned towards the goats, and teleported over to them.
Tyrrany hated using Time magic. It reminded her of her father far too much. Time magic was Bergan's signature Element, and he used almost exclusively in battle. He would always use Time magic to get the upper hand, striking down his opponents before they can even do anything. It was a slimy and underhanded tactic, and Tyrrany hated it.
Tyrrany appeared right next to one of the goats, grabbed hold of it, and teleported back over to where Denzel was behind the trees. She then grabbed hold of its head and snapped its neck.
Time then returned to normal, and the goat fell to the ground, instantly dead. Denzel jumped in surprise: To him, the goat had appeared out of nowhere.
"Wow, Mommy!" He said, amazed. "That was fast!"
"Thank you, Denzel." The hatchling looked at the goat with curiosity.
"Um.." He said, confused.
"What is it, little one?" Tyrrany asked.
"How am I supposed to eat it?" Denzel asked. His mother chuckled.
"You take bites out of it." She answered. "Small ones."
"Oh, okay."
Denzel was about to take a bite out of the goat's chest, but Tyrrany stopped him.
"Not yet, dear." She said.
"Why not, Mommy?"
Tyrrany quickly glanced back at the goat herders. They had just realized that one of their goats was missing, and were starting to look for it.
"We'll need to take this goat back to the cave first before we eat."
"But I'm hungry now, Mommy!" the hatchling protested.
"I know you're hungry, but you'll just have to wait for a few more minutes."
"Okay…" Denzel said sadly.
The hatchling climbed up onto Tyrrany's back, and the dragoness spread her wings for flight. She lifted the goat up with her forepaws, and used her Time magic again to fly away without being seen.
…
After flying a good distance away from the Cat village, Tyrrany's Time magic wore off, and she flew off to the cave.
She didn't like stealing the goat. If it were just a wild animal, there would have been no problems. But taking from someone else's collection of animals was an entirely different matter.
For most of her life, Tyrrany had lived the life of a noble. Just about everything she'd ever need was provided for her. She wasn't told to work for her money and recourses, like Flame had to. She was grateful for how wonderful she had it, since she was always so angry at the world for tormenting her for her White hide, and even angrier at her mother for "abandoning" her.
Only now, when she had lost all of that, did she finally appreciate what she had. Here she was: having to fend for herself and her child, with nothing to her name.
Would this be the way she would have to raise Denzel? To be a common thief? And how would he receive the correct education when he gets older? Tyrrany didn't have the answer to any of these questions. But she knew one thing…
Denzel deserves better than this, she thought. I have to find a way to get him a better life.
Tyrrany felt the Purple hatchling lay his head against her neck.
"Are we there yet, Mommy?" He asked.
"We're almost there, Denzel." She answered. She shed a few tears.
Oh, my little boy. You should be a prince, not a pauper.
Tyrrany finally reached the cave. As she flew in, she set the goat down on the floor, and then came to a gently landing. Denzel climbed down from his mother's back and approached the goat, eyeing it hungrily.
"Do I get to eat the whole thing, Mommy?" He asked. The White dragoness chuckled.
"Of course not, dear. You'd never be able to."
"But I'm really hungry!"
"I'm hungry too, Denzel. We're going to share it, okay?"
"Okay.." The hatchling responded.
The two dragons were about to start eating, when someone spoke to them, making the White dragoness jump in shock.
"It's certainly about time you showed up, sister dearest!"
Tyrrany looked around, grabbing Denzel and placing him underneath her.
"What's going on, Mommy?" the hatchling asked, confused. Tyrrany ignored him.
"Who's there?" She demanded.
A malevolent laughing came from the deeper end of the came.
"Show yourself!" The White dragoness snarled.
Out of the darkness, two dragons stepped into view, a White male and a Blue female. Tyrrany gasped in shock.
It was Rune and Nellie.
…
Runefor grinned at the White dragoness, while Nellie had a look of depression on her face.
Neither Runefor nor Nellie had seen Tyrrany in six months. The Blue dragoness had witness the White one murder Rune's mother, and wasn't entirely sure whether or not Elenar's murder was intentional.
"Wh..What are YOU doing here?" Tyrrany shouted, both confused and alarmed. Rune frowned.
"Is that any way to greet your brother?" He asked. "And when you consider the fact that I'm also the dragon who helped you kill our mother AND provided you with an escape route, I would have expected you to have been happy to see me. Guess I was wrong."
"I didn't mean to kill mother!" Tyrrany protested. "And you didn't mean to help me! You couldn't have!"
"This isn't Rune, Hope." Nellie replied solemnly. The White dragoness became confused.
"What?" She asked. "What do you mean?" Rune chuckled.
"Allow me to fill you in, Tyrrany." He said. "The name's Runefor. I'm the superior half of Rune, which makes me your brother by proxy."
Tyrrany was taken aback.
"You're Rune's 'superior half'?" She asked incredulously. "What does that even mean?"
"It means that there are two minds inside my head instead of just one, like most people." Runefor said. "There's mine, and then there's Rune's. Whenever one of our two minds takes over our shared body, our body's features change. You're plenty familiar with Rune's form, and this is mine. Got it?"
"I…guess.." The White dragoness stammered, still a little confused. "But, why are you here? How did you find me? And why is Nellie here with you?"
"Ah, right, I forgot about her for a moment." Runefor said. The White dragon turned to the Blue dragoness and waved a paw through the air before him. Suddenly, the snake necklaces vanished.
"You're free to wander about for the moment." He said to her.
"Thank you." She said halfheartedly. The Blue dragoness walked over to Tyrrany and sat down.
"Do you mind if I sit here, Hope?" She asked.
"Are you okay, Nellie?" the White dragoness asked. The Blue one frowned, looking at the floor.
"No, and I haven't been for six months."
"Why not?"
"That would be my doing." Runefor replied.
"What?"
"But before I get to that, allow me to explain a few things. For starters: Do you remember when you suddenly woke up in these Mountains?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"You wound up here because I teleported you out of the Pit of the Fallen, away from that imbecile Bergan and his cronies."
"Why?"
"Because I felt like screwing with his plans. And when I teleported you away, I placed a small portion of my Convexity energy into you, so that I could keep track of you. That's how I managed to find you today. Of course, Nellie and I arrived just moments after you left, so we had to wait for you."
"Alright, but why is Nellie here with you?"
"She's not important right now." Runefor replied. "What is important is that you leave these mountains, which are the Mountains of Kilon, in case you didn't know, as soon as possible."
"Why?"
"Well, you see, I'm planning to-" Suddenly, something caught Runefor's eye. He glanced underneath Tyrrany and noticed the small Purple hatchling cowering underneath her. "Say, who is that?"
The White dragoness flinched. She did her best to hide the hatchling from view.
"Er,,No one." She replied.
"Now I'm curious as to who that is." Nellie said.
Thinking quickly, Tyrrany grabbed the hatchling off the floor and tried to flee out the cave opening. However, Runefor saw this coming, and snapped his talons, creating a wall of Purple fire at the Cave entrance. The White dragoness gasped, and immediately came to a stop and landed.
"And just where do you think you're going?" Runefor asked, an eyebrow raised.
Tyrrany turned around, letting the hatchling go.
"Where did the Purple fire come from, Mommy?" The hatchling asked Tyrrany.
Nellie was taken aback.
"Did he just call you 'Mommy'?" She asked. Tyrrany's eyes lit up with horror.
"No, he..uh…"
A low chuckle escaped Runefor. And then, it became a loud laughter.
"You had a kid!" He exclaimed. "Somebody fucked you, and you crapped out an egg a month later!" Runefor resumed his laughter.
Nellie glared at the hysterical White dragon.
"Stop that!" She demanded. "Where do you get off laughing at her like that?"
Tyrrany just stood there, her head bent low. The hatchling stood by her side, confused.
"Why is that man laughing, Mommy?" He asked.
"Nevermind why, Denzel." The White dragoness replied solemnly.
"Is that his name?" Runefor asked, calming down. "'Denzel'?"
Tyrrany sighed, and took several steps forward, the hatchling following close behind.
"Yes." She said. "His name is Denzel."
"That's kind of cute." Nellie replied. The blue dragoness leaned her head down to look at the hatchling directly. "It's nice to meet you, Denzel. I'm Nellie."
"Uh, Hello…" Denzel replied nervously.
"So," Runefor began, "Who's the guy who porked you?"
Nellie glared at Runefor for his insensitive comment, but Denzel was confused by it.
"What does that mean, Mommy?"
"I'll tell you when you're older, little one." She answered.
"I'm curious too." Nellie said. "Who is his father?"
Tyrrany wrapped a foreleg around Denzel and pulled him close to her. She sighed.
"Flame."
Nellie and Tyrrany remained silent after that. Runefor chuckled.
"That Red-hided Fire dragon, eh? Makes sense."
"He doesn't know about him yet." Tyrrany responded.
"Do you want Flame to know?" Runefor asked.
"Well, part of me wants to, but…"
"Because it's possible for that to happen very soon."
Tyrrany's eyes lit up in confusion.
"What?" She asked.
"If you want, you can go see him." Runefor answered.
Nellie became confused as well.
"What are you talking about?" Tyrrany demanded. "I couldn't possibly show my face around anyone in Glenhaven. Not after what happened."
"Actually, you can." The male White dragon responded.
"How?"
"Well, before I explain that, allow me to explain why you need to leave the Mountains of Kilon in the first Place. But first…" Runefor waved a paw in the air.
Suddenly, Denzel toppled over onto the floor, much to the dragonesses' shock and alarm.
"Denzel!" Tyrrany exclaimed. Runefor chuckled.
"Don't worry, Tyrrany: I didn't hurt him." He replied. "I only had him fall asleep so he doesn't hear anything he's not supposed to. Listen…"
The Purple Hatchling was silently snoring. Runefor was telling the truth.
"You could have said you were going to do that, Runefor." Nellie said sternly.
"It doesn't matter." The White dragon responded. "He'll wake up in a few hours. Anyway, on to the real matter at hand: Pretty soon, the Mountains of Kilon aren't going to be here anymore." Tyrrany raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean they're going to be completely destroyed. And by me."
The White dragoness's eyes lit up in shock.
"You're planning on destroying the Mountain range?"
"And the rest of this pathetic world too!" Runefor chuckled.
"WHY? HOW?"
"Oh, I have my reasons. As for the 'how', it involves the use of Convexity energy, provided to me by the six remaining Victiumirti."
"Don't you mean 'seven'?" Nellie asked.
"Oh, not anymore.."
Runefor held his right paw out. The golden-bladed sword appeared in his grip.
"Do you see this sword?" He asked. "It used to belong to one of the Victiumirti, Lucrun the Gilded. But then, I came along and killed him, taking his sword with me." Tyrrany and Nellie were surprised.
"You killed one of them?" Nellie exclaimed.
"Of course!" He answered. "They may be powerful, but their NOT immortal. And I plan on killing the other six, the last one being Bergan, so that I can kill him with the combined force of the other six's power. And once all of the Victiumirti are history, I'll then wipe out what's left of this world, and build a new one! One in which I rule over everything else."
Runefor made his sword vanish.
"Why are you trying to help me, then?" Tyrrany asked. Runefor chuckled.
"Well, dearest sister, it's because I know that you're a very powerful dragoness, AND that you have a vendetta against Bergan as well. If you're willing to cooperate with me, I just might spare you when I rise to power. And who knows? You just might get a chance to kill Bergan as well." Tyrrany's expression turned to indifference.
"You're not the first one to give me that offer." She replied. Runefor cocked an eyebrow.
"Care to explain?" He asked.
"Malefor has recently offered me the chance to kill my father as well. He's somewhere in the Mountains of Kilon as we speak."
"Oh, he is, is he?" Runefor asked, intrigued. "Well, I'll need to be sure to pay him a little visit soon. But in the meantime, let me ask you this: Who do you trust more: Malefor, or me?"
"Uh…"
That wasn't an easy question to answer.
On one paw, Tyrrany didn't trust Malefor at all. He was an evil dragon who committed all sorts of atrocities during his time, just like the Victiumirti. He had even taken control of Rune at one point, and was currently possessing the Body of Rune's father Bane, if she remembered correctly.
But on the other paw, this wasn't Rune she was talking to. It was a being named Runefor. It seemed that this being was all of the evil inside Rune: Not someone to be trusted. And yet, he was still Tyrrany's brother.
So, the answer seemed simple enough, but…
"Well, Tyrrany?" Runefor asked.
"…You." The White dragoness answered. "I trust you more than Malefor."
"I wouldn't trust either of them, Tyrrany." Nellie said. Runefor shot the blue dragoness an Icy glare, which made her step away in fear.
"We'll be talking about that comment later." He said sternly. "But for now, on to the next matter: you'll be needing to get as far away from these mountains as possible. I recommend traveling West to Glenhaven."
"But how can I go there?" Tyrrany asked. "I'm practically a wanted criminal for mother's murder."
"I have the answer to your problems right here."
Runefor held a forepaw upwards. A small black orb of Dark energy appeared in his hand.
"What's that?" Tyrrany asked.
"It's called a Shroud of Darkness. It's a spell that my father Bane invented a long time ago."
"What does it do?"
Runefor walked forwards and held the Orb out to Tyrrany.
"It does this."
The orb flew straight at the White dragoness. Before she could react, the dark energy spread allover her body, covering her completely.
Just as she was about to shout, the dark energy suddenly disappeared. Tyrrany looked herself over in confusion.
"What?…"
Tyrrany found that her appearance had changed.
Her hide had turned Purple, and her underbelly was yellow. Her mane had become shorter and bright red, and all four of her horns were Teal. Her red birthmarks had vanished, and her wing membranes had turned yellow.
"What did you do?" She asked Runefor.
"The Dark energy has bonded to your form and changed your appearance. Now, instead of looking like a White dragon, you appear to be a Purple dragon. You'll be able to wander among other dragons, without anyone suspecting a thing. And the best part is: The spell is almost completely unnoticeable, although I recommend staying away from Dark Memory dragons, like the Deep Shadow named Aegis."
Tyrrany couldn't believe it. For years, she had pretended to be a Purple dragon by wearing an uncomfortable cloth disguise and disgusting Purple makeup. But this Shroud of Darkness was a completely different experience. She didn't even feel exposed.
"This.." She said. "This is incredible!"
"The Shroud of Darkness is what the Dark dragons used to wander among the Light dragons before the Malefor Ordeal ended four and a half years ago." Runefor said. "Since then, they stopped using them. But the spell still exists, and you'll find it damn useful in Glenhaven."
"How do I remove it when I don't need it?" Tyrrany asked.
Runefor spent a moment teaching his sister how to wield the spell, and how to create the Dark energy needed to cast it.
Once he was done, he created a much smaller orb and pointed it at the sleeping Denzel.
"Since he's a Purple dragon already, all you really need to do is hide his birthmarks. Like so.." Runefor used the orb of darkness to change Denzel's birthmarks the same color as his scales. "Anyway, it shouldn't be too much trouble avoiding getting caught."
"Right.." The now-Purple dragoness said. "Thank you for your help, Runefor."
The White dragon smirked.
"Just remember: Nothing's for free, dearest sister. When next we meet, you had better be ready to do what I say, like Nellie here." The blue dragoness looked away.
"What do you mean by that?" Tyrrany asked.
"It's best that you do not know." Nellie responded.
"We've wasted enough time." Runefor declared. He waved his paw, making the wall of Purple fire vanish. "Denzel will be waking up in a moment or two. Be sure to get out of the Mountains of Kilon as soon as possible when he does."
"Okay…" The Purple dragoness responded. Runefor waved his paw again, and the black necklaces reappeared around his and Nellie's necks.
"We'll be going now." The White dragon said. "Have a nice day, Tyrrany, and enjoy your meal."
With that said, Runefor snapped his talons, and he and the blue dragoness vanished in a cloud of smoke. They were gone.
Tyrrany looked herself over, still marveling at the absolute perfection of the Shroud of Darkness.
If only she had this disguise when she was growing up in Faeshrine. She would never have been tormented for wearing a strange outfit. Maybe she would have been a happier girl. Maybe she would have friends, and have started dating Flame long ago.
And maybe, she never would have wanted to kill her mother.
"If only…" She said, sighing.
Suddenly, she heard a faint moaning coming from her side. Denzel was starting to wake up.
"Feeling okay, dear?" Tyrrany asked, watching the hatchling roll onto his paws.
"Yeah." He answered. "When did I-?"
He gasped when he saw his mother's new appearance.
"Mommy!" He exclaimed in surprise. "You're Purple now!" Tyrrany chuckled.
"Yes, I am."
"What happened?" Denzel asked, amazed. Tyrrany sighed.
This would be difficult to explain.