Chapter 10: Revelations (not the book in the Bible)
"Greetings. I am glad you found me so quickly. I would have been lonely." said Vylor, finally appearing before the gang for the first time. From the looks on their faces, he assumed that he was being either idolized, feared, or just being stared at. He believed that it was the third reason, because his appearance would have caused that.
After some time, Littlefoot decided to speak. "Wh...What are you?" he asked in a tone of disbelief. In truth, he was somewhat scared of this new creature, just from his way of talking. I seemed as thought the creature knew too much to be ordinary.
"i am very nice. Just because I seem intelligent doesn't mean you have to be scared of me. Treat me like I'm normal." Vylon said, trying to get the disbelief out of them.
"That's not what I meant. I mean, what are you?" Littlefoot replied.
"If you want to know what race I am, I am an elf. I come from a land called Alagaesia."
"Where is that?" asked Ducky.
"Somewhere in the future. I came from there to find five Dragon Riders, and it turns out that you five were the ones to be partnered with the dragons in these five eggs." Vylon replied.
"What is a dragon?" Cera asked in her skeptical manner. She didn't believe a word this guy said, and she wouldn't until she had some proof.
"I am a dragon." Argana projected into Cera's mind so that only she could hear.
"Did any of you here that voice?" Cera asked, scared. The others shook their heads. Vylon only smiled.
"Ah! It appears that Argana has finally woken up." With that, he looked behind him, he saw the silver creature opening its eyes. It opened its mouth, and the children began wanting to run, but they couldn't move their legs. For some reason, they wouldn't work.
"Don't worry. Argana here won't hurt you at all. She is just yawning. Plus, she has learned to live off of plants. She is no threat to you unless you become dangerous to either me or her." Vylon said reassuringly. At once, the urge to run vanished. The gang could move their legs again.
"I apologize for paralyzing your legs. I couldn't have you run away from me without even getting to know Argana."
He paralyzed our legs? How? Littlefoot thought to himself.
"Wait. You say you paralyze our legs. How you do it?" Petrie asked Vylon.
"I'm glad you asked me that. The answer is very simple: magic."
The gang looked at each other, and then began to laugh hysterically.
"yeah, right!" Cera exclaimed at Vylon. Magic. There isn't anything magical about him. She knew he was faking.
"You really think that there is nothing magical about me, Cera? I know exactly what you are thinking at any time." Vylon said. "I guess I must show you some of my magical abilities. Will you believe me then?"
"Sure. But you won't be able to. You can't be magical. I bet you couldn't even make me float." Cera responded arrogantly.
"Thank you for the idea." Vylon relied in a friendly manner, then he said a word in a language that the gang couldn't understand, in a voice too deep to hear coherently. Suddenly, Cera began floating a good meter above the ground. "Do you believe me now? How about if I surround you with fire that won't hurt you?" he asked, then Cera began burning a fire that matched her color perfectly. In fact, Cera looked just to be wavering instead of burning.
The gang gasped, but Vylon just kept his smile on, and then the fire disappeared, leaving Cera completely unharmed. Cera slowly fell down to the ground, looking scared and shocked.
"I can't believe this. This guy is magical. This is real magic." Vylon heard the gang think when Cera landed.
"You can't be real. There isn't anything such as magic." Cera said, dumbfounded.
"And yet you were lifted into the air once I said something. I think now would be the good time to accept magic as a reality. If you don't, the training I have in store for you will be impossible." Vylon replied with a calm demeanor.
"Training? What training?" Littlefoot asked, suddenly alert.
"Oh, my! I forgot to mention that. It would be best if I brought these here before we begin discussing your training." Vylon entered his cave. When he returned, the five stones that appeared before the gang were in his arms.
"It was you who stole the stones!" Ducky exclaimed when she saw the stones.
"Actually, I never did such thing. These are in my care until they hatch. As such, I let you come in contact with them. Then I decided to take back what was in my care and keep them in the best possible condition until you found me." Vylon said.
"You said 'hatch.' Does this mean that these stones are really eggs?" Littlefoot asked.
"Indeed, they are eggs. Not only eggs, though. Dragon eggs. These are the last dragon eggs in the possession of the Varden." Vylon replied. "It is your destiny to be the partners of these dragons. However, there is a catch."
"What catch?" Petrie asked.
"You must become like me. In other words, you must be elves. I know that you aren't elves, but I know a way that will allow to switch between an elvish and natural form." Vylon said.
"Why do we need to be elves? What is this Varden you speak of?" Littlefoot asked in exasperation.
"All in due time. Right now, it would be wise for you to return to your nests. It is getting late." Vylon said, noting the position of the Great Circle.
"You right! We need to be home!" Petrie exclaimed. With that, the five began to head back to their nests.
"Wait! I have but one request for you. That request is to meet me here tomorrow. Preferably at the Great Circle's first light." Vylon said. The five children agreed, then scurried off back home.
"Do you think that they will comply? The information shocked them a great deal." Argana asked.
"They will. If they don't, a little persuasion will help." Vylon replied.