Chapter II

Through my eyes

With shaking legs, William made his way over to the stranger that had burst into his house. He felt around trying to find his body. Instead his hands came upon what he assumed was a stone. It was oval shaped, and about a foot long. Its polished surface was smoother than any stone William had felt before. It was also surprisingly light; he discovered when he picked it up. Not thinking too much about it, he put it to the side, and continued to search the floor for the stranger.

William gasped when he touched the stranger's hand, though he did not know why. Judging by the rough hands, it was a man. He followed the arm up to his chest, and felt cold wet metal covering his chest.

Armour. His heart pounded. Who would be wearing amour? His heart started to pound more when he found a hole in the armor. The metal bent inwards into a bloody hole on his right shoulder.

A stab wound. Williams's heart was pounding so hard; he thought it might burst through his chest any moment. He could hardly think, it felt like someone was screaming in his mind.

A lightning bolt struck somewhere outside, and the thunder vibrated through the house, shaking the very ground they were sitting on. The stranger sat up with a gasp, and the sound of a knife unsheathing. William fell backwards with a 'thump'. The stranger gasped again.

There was a moment of silence between them only their hard breathing and the storm outside making any noise. There was a growl of pain from the stranger as he discovered his wound.

"Bandages…do you have bandages…" His voice was low and scratchy, it sounded like he was having a hard time talking. William sat in silence, he couldn't think straight.

Uhh…ye…I m-mean no. I'm sorry." The stranger growled at his response. William could hear him slowly taking of his armor. The stranger then ripped his shirt. He made a hiss of pain as he covered his wound with his shredded shirt. More silence. It was minutes before any sound was made. It was the cries of the stranger. At first William thought he was crying because of the pain, but he could hear him occasionally whispering something, a name, Aldrien. The stranger was crying because he lost someone.

William racked up his courage. "S-sir, not to be rude or anything. But you've burst into my house, and I don't even know who you are?" William braced himself, expecting the stranger to deliver some fatal blow to his head. When he didn't, he slowly slid into his sitting position he was in before.

There was more silence from the stranger. "I…" He hissed in pain. "Seth…" he was obviously in a lot of pain and didn't want to talk. Following his answer was the longest silence yet. It was very awkward and frightening for William, but he was sure Seth was too upset to care about anything, including awkward silences.

"Well…" William started, but a cracking noise interrupted him, and it wasn't the thunder. The noise was very close, about where he put the stone earlier. There it was again! Almost like an egg breaking…

"Whats that noise?" only the cracking noise could be heard in the house.

"Did you touch the egg?" Seth demanded.

"I…the what?" William didn't understand. What egg?

"The stone! Did you touch it?" He was yelling with energy that he hadn't possessed until now.

"Umm…yea, but why…" a chirp interrupted him this time. Why's there a bird in the house. William thought.

"My God…" There was silence again, but the chirping didn't stop, and neither did that cracking noise.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to break the egg, I only touched it!" William braced himself again. Seth started laughing, but it caused him too much pain, and he started coughing.

"Boy, it is not your fault." The cracking noise had stopped now. There was a single chirp, and then small, clawed footsteps.

"Don't be surprised when it touches you, you might frighten it." William felt something rub against his pants. "Go ahead, touch it, it wont bite." Slowly William brought his hand down and touched the creature.

It has scales. But that's all he thought before an icy fire shot up hand, and through his veins. The force of it shot him across the room into his sister's room. He landed with a thump onto her bed. Fear flooded through his mind, he couldn't think. His whole body, inside and out, was tingling with the icy fire feeling. He couldn't move.

I'm paralyzed. He thought, it was the only thing that entered into his brain that made sense. Everything else was just non-coherent thoughts. Slowly the feeling started to leave, and he gained back the movement of his body, starting with his fingers then moving down to his legs then back to his head.

He heard a thump, and Seth laughed. How can he be laughing? That jerk! William sat up in the bed, but didn't move. He still didn't have full power over his body, and even if he did, he wouldn't have moved.

Seth laughed again. "Come! Don't you want to see it?"

"I'm blind!" William yelled "And why should I trust you, you said it wouldn't hurt me, I cant even move!"

"I didn't say that, I said he would bite you. There is quite a difference." He paused "I can let you see through my eyes, though only for a time." Seth tried to pick himself up, but fell back down with a grunt. "You're going to have to come to me though."

William didn't move. Through his eyes? What does he mean? "Wi…Will it hurt?" William asked.

"No, no. I wouldn't hurt you, and neither would it, the first time you touch one though, they all do that."

"Who? What is it?"

"Come and I'll show you!" He was obviously very excited. There was a chirp, what ever it was, was excited too. William stepped off the bed with shaking legs, and made his way to about where he thought Seth was.

"Right here! Sit! Sit!" His excited voice made William smile despite the situation. He sat down.

"Alright then…" He started whispering something that sounded like gibberish to William. "Just give in…" he added at the end.

It felt like somebody was tugging at his mind, pulling him from his body. But even if he tried to resist it, he wouldn't have been strong enough, so he gave into the pull.

It was the most amazing thing. No one had ever been able to describe sight before, and now he understood why. This sense was different than the rest. It was the most amazing thing William had ever experienced. He wanted to see everything now, but…

He paused. There sitting in front of him, in front of Seth William realized, giving him a very obviously quizzical look, was a dragon. A lightning bolt struck outside the window, and the light lit up the scales on the dragon. It was the most magnificent color William had seen yet, though he didn't know what the color was called.

Silver Seth's voice said in the back of his mind. William suddenly realized that Seth could read his mind. But he didn't care. The dragon was too magnificent; he didn't ever want to look away.

The dragon was not quite a foot long, with a wingspan that would've stretched from the tip of its nose to its tail. Its head was a sleek triangular shape. His eyes were probably Williams's favorite part of the dragon. They had many colors, using Seth's memory; he was able to name the colors.

Surrounding the dark black pupil's there was a thin line of violet, out of which shot lightning bolt shaped lines, which were also violet. The violet around the pupil faded into an ice blue that covered the eyes except for the lightning bolt shapes lines. Also at the very ends of the eyes, there was a fiery like orange that could barely be seen, only when the dragon looked in one direction could the color be seen.

The dragon chirped, showing two perfectly set rows of pure white teeth, the same color as his claws that curved on its serrated underside. There was also a line of ivory like spikes that reached from the tip of his tail and made its way to the neck, where there was large gap, and then continued on up the neck onto the tip of the dragons triangular head. There was a lone spike on the tip of its nose. The dragon sneezed, a little flame made its way out its mouth, lighting up its face.

Magnificent…Then there was a pushing feeling; Seth was losing his energy fast, and couldn't keep William in his head for too much longer. William gave in. And then again, his sight was gone; a blanket of darkness covered his eyes. He wanted to cry, he may never be able to see again, never see anything as magnificent.

He felt something pulling at his mind again; he could feel someone else's sorrow, their sympathy. The dragon he realized. He felt scales brush his hand. Nothing happened like the last time he touched the dragon, so he picked it up, and put it in his lap. He stroked its back. The dragon was still pulling away at the barriers of his mind, and he gave in. There was a comforting presence in his mind. It's a boy he realized. He started purring.

AN: There ya go, another chapter. OVER three pages long, better than my goal. I can't promise all updates will be this fast though. I only updated this fast because of winter break, and all my friends hate me right now. So yea, I have a lot of free time.

Tell me if you understood the description of the eyes. I couldn't exactly describe it as well as I hoped. And tell me if you see any mistakes. Thank you

Please review! And thank you to those who reviewed yesterday. I am eternally grateful.