"So you two are hunters as well? I've heard that the hunters in the more populated areas use much more unorthodox weapons." Drake turned his attention to Aran and Trent.
"Well To us, Their pretty normal, But to each their own." Trent shrugged as he explained it.
"True, true, I've seen both of your weapons myself, Yours is pretty unusual, But Aran, to put it bluntly, You just poke things with a stick?"
Aran rolled his eyes as Charlotte held back a laugh with Lyn "Don't judge it before you know what it can do."
"Which brings me to my point, A few... smaller monsters have been roaming around recently, And It wouldn't exactly be fair to drag Aurora after what she's been through. Want to tag along?"
"A few small fry are nothing To bad, So sure."
"Fantastic, I'll go fetch Jirall, You two do whatever you need to before we leave."
"Alright! Let's go get your Lancey thingy!"
Charlotte practically dragged Aran out of the room, Leaving the rest of the group comfortably seated.
"So where did Aurora take Gigima?" Leanne Asked.
"Oh, to my husbands Grave, She said he'd want to see it." Rosalyns mood darkened a little bit.
"Hey Miss Rosalyn, Why do ya look so sad all of a sudden?" Lyn spoke up from her chair.
"Oh... It's just that that was where she was last scene before her disappearance."
"Oh... Well... Now I can understand why your worried..." Leanne, frowned slightly.\
Arnold stood up "It's very late, I'll go fetch them and bring them back. Take no time!"
Arnold Got out of his chair, still in his standard alloy armor. and left after the group.
"Does he always carry around that heavy hammer?" Rosalyn Muttered as soon as the door closed.
"Yep, and he's dead silent with it somehow."
"He's gone one second and behind me the next!"
Leanne rolled her eyes at Lyn's complaining as she resumed conversing with Rosalyn.
"Alright, It should be done by now!" Charlotte gripped the handle of the lance and pulled it out, To Arans surprise it was Basically brand new. The Metal shone, not a single scratch or dent, The scales were fresh and shiny. but the most impressive thing about it was it's new azure sheen, Even the metal looked blue.
"Whoah... How did you?"
"Azure Rathalos blood, If used properly it can do magical things, just like all large monsters blood, and since your going out, you may as well tell me how it works when you come back."
Aran looked up from his blade at her absentmindedly "Huh?"
Charlotte rolled her eyes at him and handed him his shield, which had undergone the same treatment. "Just go out there and kick some ass. Okay?"
Aran smiled and nodded "Right, I'll be back to see you soon enough."
Charlotte sighed as Aran left to Join Trent and Drake outside. "Men... Just can't take a hint."
Aurora looked out at the path that she and Gigima had approached as She heard the sound of Armor clanging
"Gigima, get behind the tree quickly."
Gigima looked up at Aurora confused, but her stern demeanor told him to shut up and listen, stumbling behind the large tree he made sure he was out of sight as he heard the clanging approach further.
"I was hoping that we wouldn't have to meet again."
Peeking around through the leaves Gigima saw a large, LARGE figure approaching in an even bigger suit of Armor.
"You live, That is good news, for me. Your little ploy last time took me off the trail, but it is only Natural for Dragons to return to their nests."
It didn't take a Wyverian to hear Auroras growling.
"I took a look at the guild's papers... You are Nyx Lockewood. slaughterer of Elderdragons.
That name caught Gigimas Ears, this man was the same man who drove Reo Off all those years ago, How he was alive surprised him and Angered him.
"So you now know why I cannot let you live, Daughter of Dragons. The White Fatalis is the last I have to defeat, and the extinct cannot be resurrected, yet to my greatest fortune, Your father was what I needed, And his daughter was supposed to be a half breed." The Look on Auroras face grew more tense. " Yet she wasn't, in fact she turned out to be several times stronger than a true elder Dragon, Upon years of searching, You had been found, But then you played the most dangerous of cards."
Aurora fell backwards into the stream, crawling backwards she reached the edge of the falls. The darkly armored figure approached slowly.
"It is unlike an Elderdragon to be so unprepared for battle. A pity, I had high hopes for you." The figure drew his longsword from it's sheathe and angled it towards Aurora. "If you submit to me, I won't let it hurt as much."
Auroras eyes darted from side to side, The Tree, just beginning to bloom, stood behind her Fathers Grave, The Man she looked up to even though he hadn't been alive when she was born. She couldn't help but cry. She felt hopeless, An armed man had attacked her, she had no armor, and worst of all she was going to die.
"Come Elder Dragon, Your mark will make a fine trophy."
Aurora reached out for her weapon in a stand of defiance.
"You want to make me a trophy?! I can assure you, you will not kill me." Aurora Stood up, with her back to the Waterfall, The Moon shining at her back.
"Don't be foolish, You do not have the strength to harm me"
Aurora lifted the Blade to her own neck, The Tears still falling. The Armored man looked shocked. "Dragons are dignified Creatures, You must not mean to End your own life."
Aurora Pulled her hand Quickly as she closed her eyes, Se could feel the cold sting of The spectrum against her neck, She fell to her knees as She slowly lost consciousness, The last thing she felt was the Heavy pull of gravity, like a blanket after a tough day, pulling her into what could only be described as Death, Cold, embracing, and deafening.
The Armored figure Scowled as he looked over the falls at the water where Auroras body fell. "Bah, Surprises are a normal part of a hunt, But this was unexpected." With that he turned and left down the path he came.
Nyx Drew His Axe and pointed it at Aurora, who already had her Spectrum drawn.
"Gigima, I know that you are here."
Gigima stumbled out from behind the tree, still dumbfounded by the story Aurora had just told.
"Now Aurora, I do not wish to end your life with humility. Submit and I will end you with honor."
Aurora looked unsteady on her feet, She seemed sick to her stomach. Nyx Approached steadily.
"Why you don't pick on Man of your own Size!" A hammer collided with the ground in between them and holding the hammer was Arnold. "Roalyn tell me to fetch daughter, And I find Man who attempted to murder an innocent child."
"Where? does not matter. What concerns me more is that you think of this monster as a Human being, Monsters must be killed, no matter what. And this little beast is no exception."
"You think Little Girl is beast? You try to take on Arnold, I show you what beast truly is!"
Nyx sighed as he turned around and tossed a small package behind him. "I will not kill a weakling, I shall depart. You will come to the volcano and face me dragon. if you value this settlement and the people on it's lives, You will forfeit your life unto me, no tricks. Give that to Your special guests down in Rosalyns, They will be... emotional about this."
Nyx left down the path and disappeared from sight. Leaving Aurora bawling at her fathers grave with only Arnold and Gigima there to comfort her.
Aran, Trent, Drake, and Jirall entered into Rosalyns house with victorious faces. but all of that was torn away from the pathetic sight of Aurora Rosalyn and Charlotte, Bawling there eyes out in the corner. and Lyn and Leanne holding tiny fragments of metal in their hands, on the verge of tears. a note on the table read. "Dear Mainlanders, My pet Was not pleased when some insignificant pests tried to drive it away from it's favorite nesting grounds, It was only right to return the remains to the next of kin, do not make the mistake of joining your parents and Join the dragon as She duels her final battle against me." Turning to Lyn and Leanne they were holding tiny bits of Armor, unmistakably familiar as the Armor his parents wore on their hunt to kill The Alatreon.
"Aurora... You're an Elderdragon..." Drake spoke across the room.
Aurora responded with a nod, too choked up to speak to Drake, Who surprisingly didn't show any emotion. Looking around him, He saw the room in an uproar, The women were crying, the Men were enraged. until Drake slammed his dual blades hilts into the table to get some quiet.
"Well, If this Nyx guy wants to fight a dragon, He'll be sorely disappointed. He's getting an Army, and an asskicking. Tomorrow, so I'd suggest getting some rest."
Drake took his leave quietly, Knowing that He had made his point across, he Wouldn't allow the man to Put The woman Who had put so much time into him, into a nervous wreck. Aurora may be an elder dragon, But he wasn't about to let her Cry, not now, not ever again, What kind of prner would he be then?