"Krys! Krystal wake up!!"

Krystal shook awake and blinked with bleary eyes. The early morning wind brushed her cheeks and she looked around her. Tibo's aura was whipping about violently as six other auras of grey, green and white floated about them; the shadows they surrounded were small, six-winged beasts.

She blinked as her eyes came to their original blue color as the images of the beasts snap into focus. They were dragons with six bat wings that made high-pitched whistles when they beat. Tibo growled and hissed at the dragons. The creatures nipped at Tibo and scratched at his scales with needled claws. Krystal pulled out one of her handguns and pointed it at the closest dragon. "Stay back!" she yelled and fired it straight through one of it's wings. The whistling turned into an eerie moaning and the dragon screeched high. Krystal covered her ears and Tibo cringed, roaring at the horrible sound. Krystal winced as she shot aimlessly at the dragon again, hitting its diamond-hard scales, sending the bullet ricocheting away and burrowing deep into Tibo's left flank. Tibo screamed in pain and the dragons laughed with impish-tones.

Krystal pulled out a second weapon - two gauntlets woth three claws, two of stainless-steel and the third center one on each of Phoenix Bone - and pointed them dangerously at the six-winged dragons. "Ok, Blaque Plague scum, who sent you to intercept us?" she demanded. "I believe I did, Kantur..." hissed a chilly voice from behind them. Krystal turned around and saw the cold blue-black eyes of Sckull, the woman who leads one of the sectors of the Blaque Plague Dragons. Krystal glared and her top lip curled back in scorn. "Sckull. Why are you here?" she hissed. Sckull picked a piece of dirt from her sleeve. She looked back up with a small smirk. "Of course to halt you in your quest of the killers. Some we hired, some we didn't. Ah, well its good we've disposed most of those pests you call 'honorable children'"

"Those were my best friends..." Krystal growled. Tibo's red eyes blazed even brighter. "Why Sckull? Why kill your own kin?" Sckull flinched. "They are no longer my kin..." she said in a sad tone. Krystal's elf ears raised a little.

"How? Thats not possible!! Unless-"

"Unless I have been infected with Maroon..." she hissed, her eyes turning a dull maroonish color in the moonlight. Krystal's eyes widened. "How could you let that happen?" she asked. Even though Sckull was an enemy, Krystal loathed it when people were infected with the Maroon blood; a non-spreadable virus that is created by hate of one's heart that anyone can fall victim to. Once you're infected with hate and rage, you're no longer what you once were. You're known as a Maroon, and the Blaque Plagues are a mixture of evil dragon creatures and Maroons.

Sckull flipped back her silk hair. "I'm sorry, but your quest ends here. Those lowly humans who slaughtered your kind deserve to live long, so I must kill you..." she said. " Aninlihate her…"

The little dragons flew forwards with Phoenix Bone scimitars materializing in their claws. Krystal put the claws in front of her face and closed her eyes. ˚You're going to have to trust me….˚ she said through a mental link to Tibo. He nodded slightly and Krystal opened her eyes to reveal the white blind ones. Sckull cocked her head and Krystal slowly fell from Tibo's back. She saw he plummet to the round and Sckull's eyes widened. "Egt ehr!!!" she hissed in Maroon-tongue. Tibo snarled and whipped his tail around, knocking Scull and the other dragons back and soared down after Krystal.

Sckull rubbed her bloodied jaw and glared with bright eyes back at the two falling bodies. The MaroonDragons hissed loudly. "Hwta do ew do nwo??" one asked with four bright green eyes. "Aiwt….Ew Aiwt…" Sckull whispered. There's no way they can survive that fall, even if Tibo does catch her and soften the blow…They will be fatally wounded…

Krystal focued forwards before she heard Tibo roar. She flipped up as Tibo flew beneath her. They were dangerously close to the ground. "Hold on Krys!!" Tibo screamed. Krystal held tight to his white hair. Tibo pulled up and tried to regain his flight speed. Krystal looked down at the blackness of the trees and started to say something. "Pul-" but she blacked out, her skin getting scratched by sharp branches. "KRYSTAL!" Tibo roared loudly before his large head crashed through the tree branches and knocking on a large rock face, sending him into cold blackness too. The two lay there, badly bruised and damaged, and serenely sleeping in a short coma…

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