Chapter III

Rider? I can't be a Rider.

"What is his name, William?" William had almost forgotten that Seth was there. It had been a good hour since either had said anything. Seth was fixing his wound and William merely sat there playing with and holding the dragon, who right now was curled into a tight ball on his lap, making an odd purring noise.

"How did you know my name?" William asked Seth nonchalantly. With what he had been through today, he wouldn't be surprised if Seth knew the day the world would end. They guy knew everything.

"When I let you use my eyes, your mind was completely open, I could read your every thought and of what kind of person you were, the people you know…"

"You read my mind!" There was still certain things that should be kept secret, his thoughts were one of them.

"Yes, I wanted to see what kind of person you were for the dragon to choose you as its rider…" There was silence that followed.

"Rider? I can't be a Rider. I'm blind." William asked finally.

"But you are a Rider. Dragons have a sixth sense, and they only hatch for one person in the whole world. The person they deem the most worthy to be its Rider. This dragon here, it chose you, William."

"He…it's a boy, not an 'it'." For some reason, he didn't like Seth calling the dragon 'it'. If William could've seen Seth at that moment, he would have seen a smile on his face.

"Rider…" William muttered after a second still not completely believing what Seth had said. A quite drastic change from believing his every word before he had read his mind.

"Aye, rider…Have you names him yet?"

"I…I don't…No" Every name he could think of, Matthias, John, Greg and even Seth, none of the names served the dragon right. He deserved something more that just a regular name. Something that was his, and nobody else's.

"What names do dragons usually have?" It was an odd question, but he had a feeling Seth would understand exactly what he meant.

"Elven. They don't have regular names like we know, they have names like Fundor, Ohen, Vaskir, Svaneo…hmmm, but judging by his shaking head he doesn't like any of those names…"

"He wants something not used before. I…I think he doesn't like those names because they are weak…" Seth chuckled.

"Dragons do have very unique personality's, I guess this one is just a little proud. Well, how about, Anorei…umm…Manaor…Maurr, Ofugr, Flesk, Skorta…" He was cut off.

"He thinks your mocking him." Seth smiled when the dragon snorted, sending little flames out of his nose.

"That's cause I was."

"He wants to bite you."

"Well, I…"

"He wants to burn you with his flames."

Seth smiled, and paused to make sure the dragon didn't have anything else he wanted to do. "Dragons take months possibly years before they can ever breath fire. But this one is already spouting flames out of its nostrils. He started earlier than any other dragon I've ever seen." The dragon bore his teeth in an almost smile like expression; Seth again chuckled at the little dragon. "He's small, real small, fast also…very unique eyes though, very unique…" He trailed off in thought. "What do you thi…"

There was a loud shaking outside as if something had landed, it was followed by two quieter thumps immediately afterwards. Seth froze, but quickly regained control of his body and ran to the window and carefully looked outside not daring to show anything more than his eyes to the outside world. There were three silhouettes, two smaller black ones, and a large dark blue one. He cursed loudly.

"What is it?" William asked, his voice trembling a little. The change in Seth's demeanor confirmed that whatever was out there was not his friend, and therefore not Williams friend. The dragon chirped in an almost question like tone.

Seth paused not sure whether he should tell William what was outside or just to run and tell him later. Seth continued to stare outside. The silhouettes hadn't moved yet.

"Time to go…" Seth ran across the house to where his armor was, and fastened it onto his chest. William sat there dumbstruck, not sure exactly what he was suppose to do. Was he supposed to get something? Was he suppose to stay? Or was he suppose to run and hide?

Seth stopped fastening his armor for a second, "Well don't just sit there, pick him up! You're going to have to learn to use his sight!" There was no question who he was referring too. It was the dragon, William could feel his presence, and he could pinpoint exactly where he was on the floor even though he was blind. It was the strangest feeling he had ever felt. He could tell where Seth was, cause the dragon knew where he was. But the "sixth sense" type ability wasn't as exact as knowing where the dragon was.

Realizing he still hadn't done anything, William frantically picked up the dragon, who made an unhappy chirp. William could feel the dragons emotions ever since he let the dragon into his mind, and his emotions went from curious to a feeling of being small and inferior, which apparently he didn't like. William might have laughed, but he knew something was outside, something that wasn't good and probably wanted to harm him and his dragon.

He paused…what exactly was he suppose to do? Seth didn't explain that part. Umm…will you loan me your eyes? William tried to ask the dragon in his mind. A feeling of incomprehension flowed from the dragons head and into Williams. Let me see through your eyes? He tried again with the same result. He tried a few other combinations of words, none of which the dragon understood. So he tried to force his mind into the dragons, but he didn't like this either. And a clear feeling of dislike about what he was trying to do could be read. William paused; he understood what the dragon was feeling, though he had said no words.

William tried again, but this time he used no words, and didn't try to force anything on the dragon either. This time he understood, and they both lowered the barriers around their mind as a familiar tug drew William into somebody else's mind.

Once again William could see. Everything was a little bit different colored than when he had seen through Seth's eyes, but everything was recognizable. There was a loud crash, and Seth went running past William. William tried to take a step forward but nothing happened. There was a sinking feeling in Williams stomach followed by frantic incoherent thoughts. There was a sudden feeling of fear and then strong push from the dragons mind, and everything went black again. William realized that he has scared the dragon and calmed himself and tried again.

"Hurry up, William!" There was a loud screech from outside, shortly followed by another. The noise was deafening, and made William lose his train of thought as he covered his ears, attempting to block out the noise. The screeching immediately stopped as the most terrifying noise William had ever heard shook the house. When the roar stopped everything was silent, even the rain had stopped its downpour for a brief second. Seth cursed through the silence and ran over to William and picked him up and started running out the back door. But before he could make it there was a anther loud noise, and the house suddenly became really hot. The three of them were launched forward by the heat and broke through the back door.

There was a second of confusion and then a tug at Williams mind, William gave in, but this time he only let part of his mind in, just enough to see through the dragon's eyes. It worked. He could see, but could still move his body. William could see his own body, there was a little blood on his forehead, and unless he focused on it, he couldn't feel it. he moved his body to pick up the dragon, everything was backwards and it was confusing at first. The dragon took a step forward into Williams's outstretched hands and William held him and stood up. It still was a little confusing. He put the dragon on his shoulder, and he began to look around for Seth. When he found him, he looked a bloody mess as he pulled himself off the ground.

"Run." He commanded William. He looked at the burning house for a second and then obeyed Seth's command. Whatever was out there he didn't want to face it. William ran into the forest with his dragon on his shoulder. The dragon let a puff of smoke escape its nostrils, apparently he wanted to stay and fight. William tried to tell the dragon they would be dead before long if they tried, but he wouldn't listen.

"Stubborn dragon…" he whispered to himself, but the dragon hissed.

They ran until he felt like his legs would give out, which wasn't very far. Having never ran anywhere before, he imagined he was very slow and had little stamina. Finally when he stopped, he bent forward with hands on his knees, and took long deep ragged breaths. The dragon jumped off his shoulder, and glided wobbly to the ground. It was a little bit dizzying for William who was still seeing through his eyes. The dragon looked at him, he could see that he had scratches all over his body, and blood dripping from his head, his lips were blue.

While tying to get air into his lungs, William wondered how Seth was doing. Just as the thought came to his mind that Seth could be dead, a giant black shadow rushed over them like an arrow heading towards this house, blocking the sun for a half second.

William could hear his dragon hiss at the shadow, and a clear feeling of hate emanating from him. Whatever the shadow belonged too, his dragon didn't like it.

Im' really sorry that its taken me this long to update. Life's been a pain in the butt recently, and I haven't really had time to work on it, and when I had time I just couldn't write. Ill try to get back on top of things, but updates might not be that often. Ill try to get one up atleast every 2 weeks. But I make no promises.