Still, Moordryd is not an OC.
Samantha Ivery is my main Dragon Booster OC, who is going to be a very small part of this story, only as rider to Krystall, my other main DB OC, and caretaker (sometimes) to Indygo.
Those quotes were from "Viva la Vida" which means 'Live the Life' by Coldplay. It was on the CD "Viva la Vida" or "Death and All his Friends" or both. Either album name would have worked. Keep guessing: Crystal Lit Moon won the guess for Chapter 5. This one's a bit harder. Hint: I like bands from the United Kingdom, but I'll go for any.
DC: I still don't own DB (Dragon Booster)/ SH (Storm Hawks), or the lyrics, nor will I ever… so refer back to this chapter when you wish to see this disclaimer. Here's the next installment:
Chapter 6: The Paynn and the Penn
"I have confidence in confidence,
I hope that hope pulls through,
But I think a little more is needed now…"
Spytfyr hummed some random song as the Storm Hawks boarded the dragons for speedier transportation through the halls of Precinct, heaviest on Derek, lightest on Hial. Out in the open, or as open as it gets in Dragon City, and back on their individual skimmers, and began to ride up through the city. Spytfyr turned as a sharp laugh caught her attention.
"Oh, hello." Spytfyr growled with mock pleasantry as her gaze fell on seven black dragons and their riders. "Do you wish to fight, or go by on your business Moordryd?"
"You are my business." The white-blonde smiled.
The Storm Hawks came around a corner. A green half-circle buzzed up on Moordryd's saddle. Some old-looking guy spoke to him about a 'Dragon Booster' and ordered Moordryd to do something about him.
"Hm. That makes things more complicated."
"Hate being outnumbered?"
"No, but I'll be back. I have to do something."
"Yeah…"
"What was that about?" Piper asked after they had gotten back to searching.
"Enh. Moordryd's father is Word Paynn, the one who wants dragons to control humans." Hial explained.
"Only if he controls them." Nial finished for her sister.
"Well, that makes sense… Not good, but sense." Piper added quickly to avoid the suspicious stare that Spytfyr gave her.
"True." Spytfyr said, "And I've got to help stopping him, or the Terra will fall in chaos, straight into Cyclonis's hands, and no one will rule the Terra but her, and she'll have unlimited access to the draconium hidden underground in the cliffs."
"Ummm…Draconium?" Junko asked cautiously.
"That's dragon bones and scales, and the energy that gear uses." Derek clarified. "It makes the gear take on a bit of the color's powers, like using White Draconium Aero Gear gives dragons the ability to glide for long distances, and using red thruster gear lets you go faster and glide farther especially with White Aero gear."
"'What' gear?" His eyes held a mischievous glint.
"No, Aerrow, I don't mean you."
Ignoring Derek and Aerrow, Spytfyr continued. "But that'll most likely never happen… Not with Atmos at our backs."
"Um… Atmos didn't know you exist until about a year ago." Piper smiled, and then cringed.
"No, Atmos has known about Terra Draconis for years, but there was never anything worth using as news, then the lack of knowledge led to research, then that led to the wide-spread information in books such as yours." The draconic sky-knight snapped.
"You've been rather quiet." Aerrow sounded concerned. "Are you okay?"
"It's just… the architecture. It's beautiful. And…"
"Wait until you see Sky- City from above. Ohhh…" Derek sighed. "It's beautiful in the open air."
"Quit your daydreaming now. Let's go get your friend."
"How about this… We stop saying that." Nial spoke in a sharp, hissing tone, "and just do it."
"Good enough. Hail! Do you have any trace of anything that could have gotten him out of Precinct?" Spytfyr swung her head around to her driver
"Lets see… Black draconium… Moordryd's the cause of that. There's a trace of red/blue hybrid… that's the Security Dragons. Oh! Here's a new one; gold draconium… but not a dragon. Human."
"Only one there, but what would he want with an off-terra… err…"
"Sharpshooter"
"Err… Sharpshooter?" The dragon bit her tongue softly in thought. "Anything else?"
"More lots more." The red dragon shrugged, and looked back at the dial on the tracker. "Hmm… Oh… another weird one. Crystal."
All the Streaks froze.
"Indygo. He has Indygo."
"Who has Indygo?!" Aerrow burst out, causing the dragons to jump back. "Sorry."
"No, I'm sorry. I haven't told you who I always refer to as 'him' the hero o Dragon City and the whole of Terra Draconis, the Dragon Booster."
"Not much of a hero." Hail stared at the readings with squinted eyes.
"No. Sadly, we had a minor scuffle with him a while back on a racing track. We… thought different ways."
"Meaning…?" Piper pushed her on, barely caught into the conversation from studying the architecture and a strange yellow newt that scuttled across her path.
"We thought different ways." Spytfyr growled, finalizing the thought.
"Okay. Then go." Nial huffed.
"Fine then. Let's not talk and think, let's just do it."
"Exactly!"
The Mid-city Stables of Penn Racing: mid-afternoon
"C'mon, dragon!" Sweat condensed on the stable boy's skin and under his near-black hair
Indygo let out another wail as she was forced into the small stable cell. The dragon's tail tip was crunched in the sliding door's frame, and she whimpered.
"Krystall?!" A young woman around sixteen walked out of the living quarters, blue eyes flashing. "Krystall? Artha, where's Krystall?"
The cell dulled the noises and thumps of the rouge crystal dragon, so the girl, by the name of Samantha Ivery, couldn't hear.
'Perfect. Sister's rider, out there, and she can't hear me.' "SAMANTHA!" Indygo roared, but to no avail, pushing up against the wood-plated steel door, creating large gouges in it where her scales caught the grain.
"Uhhh… Don't know." He perked up with fake enthusiasm. "If I see her, I'll bring her back."
Sam growled. She really didn't like the leader of the crew she was forced into, to put it the politest terms. He was egotistical and self-centered, and yet, everyone seemed to want to lick his shoes. Not her; she didn't have a deluded sense of pride. Well, that made her stick out even more, riding an allegedly extinct sub-species of dragon.
Indygo growled and laid down. This was going to be a long night…
A/N: Okay, that was pretty lame… If anyone's still reading this… If I don't get three reviews per chapter by different people, I'm going to stop updating…*Less enthusiasm* Guess that song… *Yawn*
