*Cowers under table* Please, oh please, oh please don't kill me…..
*you all raise pitchforks and shovels in protest*
OK OK OK ALRIGHT! *puts up hands* I'm sorry I haven't updated in a…..while :) But I've been running around like a headless chicken…UGH! Why did I do that?! *Facepalms* that's an image I'll never get out of my brain! BLECH!
I got to make a shoutout to all of those who have voted in my poll! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! *tosses you your favorite candy*
The poll will be left up for a little while longer however. But the results, as of now, are:
The Purge: 29%
Chinese Demons: 23%
Aliens VS. Berk: 17%
Berk get's Frizzled: 17%
Talking Wolves: 5%
Name's MacGyver: 5%
So far…Star Wars and HTTYD has been in the lead from day one! *whispers* I should probably start working on a few chapters for that on then! XD
Enjoy Chapter 12! And as a fair warning….It's called "Nightmares" for a reason…..possible character death…..just so ye' know….
Chapter 12 Nightmares
They have him….Silverwings warbled nervously as she paced back and forth in her cage I can feel the pain that they were doing to him…..but where is he now?
About an hour prior to Silverwings pacing, Drago's men had come again for Sam while the two of them were sleeping. Silverwings tried to prevent them from getting to her hatchling, but Sam told her that it would be alright and let the guards drag him out of the dungeon since he was still too weak to stand. A short while after, Silverwings felt a slight tingling sensation go down her spine from behind her wing joints to her hips.
After, it felt like someone was stoking her scales on her back. But with too much force, and causing a slight discomfort to her. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY HATCHLING?! Silverwings screeched, knowing that the weird feelings were due to whatever torture that they were doing to Sam. Not long after she screeched, she heard the faint cry of what sounded like Sam screaming in agony. Then she felt it. It felt like someone had hit the back of her ribs that was connected to her spine with a heavy club. Followed by another, and another, until what felt like each rib had been hit by the spine. Silverwings was now experiencing a slight throbbing pain coming from her ribs. If I feel actual pain…..Silverwings warbled, but stopped short, not wanting to finish that thought.
Her fears were confirmed, however when she felt a sharp pain in the whole left side of her body where she felt her ribs getting hit. It felt like they were being pulled up and to the outer side of her body. The picture of Sam with his ribs sticking out from his sides haunted Silverwings during this. I'm so sorry Hatchling…She whispered as she felt the same thing on her right side, followed by a scream from her boy. He was screaming her name. He was calling for her. Naturally, Silverwings charged the cell door, ramming her head into it. But it didn't budge. Unleashing plasma blast after plasma blast until she was spent, the most she did was dent the metal. Now she was desperate. Then she felt something like someone spreading burrs against an open wound all over her back. Now she was frantic. Clawing at the bars in hopes that her shear aggressiveness would break the door down. But she couldn't get to him. The bars on the cage were made to keep dragons inside. Even a rampaging, angry night fury. Collapsing to the floor, she did what dragons rarely do….she cried. And searing hot tears of agony and pain spilled down her cheeks and causing the floor sizzled when they hit the stone. Resulting in indentations to form from where the tears fell.
After a few more minutes. Silverwings felt something strange. Like someone was fingering her lungs. It was odd. When the fingering subsided, she felt something else. Like something vanished from inside her. Her soul suddenly felt very empty, and her heart felt weak, and heavy.
What are they doing? Silverwings warbled as she continued to pace back and forth. Worry and fear ever present in her mind. The pain had stopped shortly after she felt empty. And she didn't know what to think of that. For the pain stopped almost instantly. But was followed by the intense emptiness that she now felt in her soul.
"Hey dragon." One of the guards said as he leaned up against the cell bars. It was the same guard that she bit the arm off of. "Drago wanted you to have this." He then gestured to the guards that were standing behind him with a cart. On top of the cart was something strange that was covered in a thick sheet that blocked the smell. But the cart smelled like blood and death. "If you attack us, you will die." The guard threatened as he opened the door and the others pushed the cart inside and left quickly. Making sure that the door was secure when they exited.
"Enjoy your present." The one-armed guard said with a dark laugh as they left down the hall.
Curiosity now getting the better of her, Silverwings walked up to the cart, grabbed the corner of the sheet in her maul, and uncovered whatever they had on it. And, to her horror, it was Sam. Dead. Lying down on his stomach with his eyes wide open and glassed over. A look of intense pain plastered on his face. Completely lifeless. Silverwings' gaze raised from his face to his back, which frightened her even more. His back was ripped open. His ribs and skin were at an angle from his body, and there was thread that was attached from the ribs to what looked to be his lungs. That were also stretched up and out to what looked like a bloody pair of wings.
Wings…she now realized what they had done to her boy. They killed him in the worse way possible…the
The Blood Eagle. She heard a voice say from the side of the cell. A voice that she thought she would never hear again You left him to die in the most horrifying ways known to dragons and humans alike. And you called him your Dragonheart.
Father? Silverwings warbled as a pitch-black night fury came out of nowhere and appeared in the corner of the cell and stared at Silverwings with disappointment, and anger in his eyes
Shut it Neigia! Her father shouted, scolding her I won't hear your excuses! You wasted your Dragonheart! On what? A PUNY HUMAN?! It was his kin that killed your mother and siblings! You know that! YOU. WERE. THERE!
I know….Silverwings, now Neigia, whispered But this boy was different. H-He saved my life. I owed him a blood debt!
And you apparently failed to repay that debt. Her father said with a snarl A total of three times I wager. And in so doing, you became a disgrace to the Dark Ones. You have branded your families name in dishonor, and shame. Neigia's father continued as he walked around her and stopped over Sam There is only one way for me to re-gain that honor. He continued as his gaze lowered from Sam's face, to the bloody display of organs and flesh And that is for you to feast on this human. Devour him and reclaim your Dragonheart. Then. And only then. Will I call you my hatchling once more.
Father, please….. Neigia pleaded, crouching low to the ground in respect Don't make me. I could never do that to him. H-He deserves a warrior's burial. Not to be devoured for self-gain.
If you don't. Neigia's father said as he looked again at the bloody body in front of him Than I will. And we will leave this place and you will once again take your place at my side as Protectors of Dragons.
I can't let you…. Neigia said as she stood and draped one of her wings over Sam's dead body in order to shield him from her father's blood-thirsty glare. I love him. More than you can imagine.
And does this…'boy'…return your love? Her father asked in an aggravated way. Saying the word 'boy' like it was a poison on his lips. When Silverwings didn't answer, her father looked deep into her eyes, and searched her soul You don't know. Do you? Well then. Why don't we ask him?
What? Silverwings said before she heard a cough come from behind her. Turning around, she found Sam staring up at her with eyes that weren't glazed over, but instead, they were red with rage. His face was whiter than ash, and his face was twisted into a snarl.
"You!" Sam yelled as he glared daggers at Silverwings "You left me to die! You stayed in here and hid in the corner like the coward you are!"
Hatchling….please…
"NO! You left me! You don't care for me….YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOURSELF!"
No…Silverwings whispered that's not true…
"It is true!" Sam yelled again "And you know what else is true? I HATE YOU! YOU KILLED ME! I HATE YOU SILVERWINGS!"
"SILVERWINGS!"
"SILVERWINGS!"
"Silverwings…"
"Silverwings wake up."
Silverwings woke up with a scream as she leapt to her feet, throwing Sam from her embrace, causing him to exclaim in pain as he landed on his back, and role to his side and into a slight fetal position as he looked upon Silverwings with eyes full of kindness and worry.
Hatchling? Silverwings warbled as she crouched low in a cowering position. I-I-Is that you?
Yeah….Sam responded What happened? You alright?
I-I don't know…Silverwings whimpered as she backed away from Sam I-I….
Look at me. Sam said as he placed his hand in-front of him and used it to slowly crawl towards Silverwings, who backed up further causing Sam to stop and stare at Silverwings with sad and confused eyes. I need you to tell me. Look me in the eyes, and tell me what happened.
When Silverwings finally met Sam's gaze, after what seemed like hours, she found that his eyes weren't that of one of anger, but one of kindness. His face wasn't a snarl, but a compassionate smile. What happened? Sam warbled again, as soft and gently as he could Was it a nightmare?
Yes…Silverwings whispered softly as she looked away from Sam and stared at the wall like it was the most fascinating thing in the world.
Silverwings? Sam whispered by her ear. Had she been staring at the wall that long that she didn't notice Sam crawl forward? You comfort me when I have nightmares, Sam warbled as he placed a weak hand on her snout and looked into her eyes Let me return the favor. And with that he placed his forehead on hers and gently stroked the sides of her neck and under her chin. I love you girl. Sam whispered as he tried to comfort Silverwings. Only, hearing Sam say that, only made Silverwings do what she thought she did earlier. And she cried. She sobbed, pushing her snout into Sam's stomach, and wailing bitterly.
Hush now. Sam warbled gently as he scratched Silverwings chin and tightened his weak grip on her frill in hopes of a firm hug. It'll be alright. We'll be out of here soon.
I'm so sorry….Silverwings warbled as she continued to sob into Sam. Luckily, the tears still had yet to come, and she hoped her boy wouldn't get singed by the tears of acid.
'Sorry'? Sam warbled with a gentle chuckle You have nothing to be sorry about. It's my fault that we're here anyway. So, in a way, I should be saying 'sorry' to you.
DON'T LEAVE ME! Silverwings wailed as she pushed her head around Sam's waist, so Sam was now by her upper neck and her head was snaked around his side. Don't leave me! She cried again as her body shook as more sobs raked her body.
I won't leave you Silverwings. Sam said as he heard faint sizzling sounds coming from behind his back Not now….not ever.
Don't go! Silverwings wailed again as she wrapped her head around Sam's back tighter, causing a slight discomfort for Sam, but he dismissed it immediately. Silverwings was more important right now.
Hush now…Sam whispered as her stroked her scales You know what I used to do for my little sister when she had nightmares? Sam asked as he laid his head on her flank and continued to stroke her scales in a soothing matter
What? Silverwings warbled as the sizzling continued to sound from behind Sam's back
I used to sing her a lullaby. Could I, I don't know, sing it to you? Sam asked awkwardly. The thought of his sister that was murdered brought back thoughts of anger and hate towards Drago and Alvin, but he pushed those aside. They weren't important right now. Silverwings was.
Yes…Silverwings answered just as awkwardly Please.
Ok. Sam said with a smile as he cleared his throat and began to sing
*There'll be days your
heart don't wanna beat
And you pray more than you breath
And you just wanna fall to pieces.
And nights, those 2 AM calls,
Where dreams become walls
And you just need a break,
Break on me!
Shatter like glass
Come apart in my hands
Take as long as it takes, girl
Break on me!
Put your head in my chest,
Let me help you forget
When your heart needs to break,
Just break on me
Hearing her hatchling sing to her, put Silverwings over the edge as she sobbed all the more. Pushing herself into Sam like he would just vanish, never to be seen again
There'll be times
Sam continued, as he stoked her scales in patterns, and held her close
when someone you know
Becomes someone you knew
But you'd do anything to change it
And words you wanna take back
But you know you can't
When the page just won't turn
And it still hurts
Break on me!
Shatter like glass
Come apart in my hands
Take as long as it takes, girl
Break on me!
Put your head in my chest,
Let me help you forget
When your heart needs to break,
Just break on me
As Sam continued to sing, Silverwings dream was replaying in her mind, her disapproving father, Sam's figure in a Blood Eagle. She just wanted to forget it. She wanted to live like it never happened
Oh, when you need somebody
When you need
somebody right now
You're where I'll be
Break on me!
Shatter like glass
Come apart in my hands
Take as long as it takes, girl
Break on me!
Put your head in my chest,
Let me help you forget
When your heart needs to break
Just break on me
Silverwings, drawn in by Sam's singing, was able to relax in her hatchlings embrace as he continued to sing
Break on me.
Pulling Silverwings closer, Sam wrapped his weak arms around Silverwings' neck as his deep baritone voice resonated throughout the cell walls
Break on me, baby
Leaning in closer to her neck, Sam sang softly as he laid his head down on her scales. Tears of his own coming running down his checks
Just break on me.
Finishing his song, Sam un-raped Silverwings from his side, and stared deep into her eyes. Looking at her with compassion, love, and slight sorrow I love you Silverwings. Sam warbled as Silverwings stared back at Sam with eyes full of emotional pain and suffering And no matter what we go through…we will go through it together.
You promise? Silverwings warbled as she let a final tear fall
With all I have and more. Sam answered as he lifted his hand to wipe the tear away from Silverwings' face, resulting in him burning his hand due to the intense heat that the tears consist of
Careful Hatchling Silverwings whispered as she licked the burn on Sam's hand Dragons cry tears of boiling acid. But thank you for the gesture.
It was my pleasure. Sam said, completely unfazed by the burn. But that gives me an idea…
"Well, well, well." A voice from outside the cell said "So he is connected to that dragon. Did you see that lad? He just spoke to it in its own tongue!"
"I saw." The other guard said as the two of them gazed upon the Dragonheart duo "And I bet that if we tell this to Drago, he'll give us a promotion!"
"Let's go!" the first one exclaimed as the two of them ran off, leaving a fretting Silverwings and Sam behind.
Not good…Sam warbled as he, painfully, pushed himself to his feet and slowly walked over to the cell doors Not good at all…
What do we do Hatchling? Silverwings warbled as she walked over to Sam and put her head under Sam's shoulder to help support him
I don't know girl. Sam said as he placed a hand on Silverwings' snout We just have to hope Hiccup and the others get here soon…
A few minutes later, Drago came up to the cell and gazed upon the two inside. He stared at Sam and Silverwings for a long while before he grunted towards his men and they unlocked and opened the cell. Stepping inside, Drago had his men bind Sam and Silverwings with heavy leather straps, and lead them to where they had tortured Sam the previous day.
"So my men heard that you were speaking in the Demon Tongue." Drago said to Sam as they walked. But when Sam gave no answer, Drago turned around and stabbed Sam's left shoulder with a long dagger. Causing Sam to gasp in slight pain and Silverwings to prepare to pounce until she met Sam's eyes and saw that he was asking her not to. "I will ask again…" Drago said as he kept the pressure on the dagger and glared into Sam's face "Where you speaking in the Demon Tongue?"
"You see Drago…" Sam said boldly, causing Drago to stare at Sam with a look of slight shock in his eyes for Sam's small reaction to the pain of the dagger "If I answer 'yes', you will torture us until we're dead. However, if I say 'no', you will kill us both. So, in hindsight, I will offer no answer to your question."
"I will enjoy watching you suffer." Drago growled as he pushed Sam and Silverwings into the torture chamber where a large stone table was laid in the center of the room. With a heavy wooden chair that was equipped with shackles sat to the left. "Put the fool in the chair, and make sure he's secure." Drago instructed the guards as they sat Sam down and clasped his arms and legs to the chair. The dagger still protruding from his shoulder, and bleeding profusely. "The dragon is going on the table. And make extra sure that the beast is muzzled tightly!" Drago shouted as he walked over to the wall where many torture devices hang, grabbing the skin shears and approaching Silverwings. "You will tell me how you are connected." Drago said as he ran the sharp tip of the shears down Silverwings' back, causing her to whimper slightly
"Don't. You. Dare." Sam said coldly at Drago. Sam's eyes were slits, his muscles were tense, and his face was one of pure hatred "You touch her, and I will surly make you suffer so hard, the GODS will feel it!" Sam emphasized as he thrashed against his shackles.
"We'll see." Drago said with a smile as he opened the shears, and positioned them over Silverwings' back "We shall see." Drago repeated as he touched Silverwings' skin and prepared to cut
"Stay strong…" Sam said to Silverwings, his voice weak due to slight blood loss as the wound in his shoulder continued to bleed. Right before Drago inserted the shears into Silverwings' back, and cutting deep into her skin. Causing both Sam and Silverwings to both erupt in screams of pain.
"It is true." Drago said with an evil grin as he continued to cut in deeper and deeper "Get my mage." Drago said as he withdrew the shears from his cut and positioned it in another spot on Silverwings' body "I seek his counsel."
*Break on Me by Keith Urban
There ya go everybody! How many of you had a heartattack when you realized that it was only a dream? Huh? Can I get a show of virtual hands? XD
Hope you liked it!
Oh! Before I forget! I need some help with Silverwings' back story! Ideas on her father's resentment towards her (even if that was just a dream) simply because Silverwings' family comes into play later in the story. I need some awesome ideas for her backstory so I can….explore….Silverwings a little more!
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