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Light frowned. "Odd..." He murmured. "It's... almost as though..."
"What is it?" Chester asked nervously.
"Something is not right... in the air. Smells like something is burning."
"Oh, is that it?" Chester sighed with relief and Light's frown got even larger.
"No." Light said flatly.
"What do you mean?" Chester asked, once again confused by the number one detective.
"Don't take anything for granted, Chester. I learned that the hard way." Light gave a bitter laugh. "My parents are gone now because of my idiocy and easy trusting of friends."
Chester squirmed uncomfortably. After all, it was Light's best friend who had betrayed him the most. Who was to say that he didn't trust Chester either?
"Hm... it doesn't smell like regular fire..." Light murmured, taking another bite of the Popsicle that he was holding. "Smells a bit like... like... a camp-fire. But... like burning flesh at the same time."
"How can you even smell these things, Light?" Chester asked, confused. "I don't smell anything."
"How many times do I have to tell you?" Light asked, frowning. "Due to my exponential ways in growth of mind, my mind became connected with the world beyond this one. I can sense almost anything, while you regular humans have a much harder time. Which basically means, I have a good nose, ears, and eyes."
"Ah." Chester mumbled.
"Did you find any evidence?" Light asked.
"Er... no. But... Kichi wants to talk to you..." He managed. "She says that she has some things to talk to you about..."
Light groaned. Kichi was a Japanese pop star who was absolutely in love with Light. She was the kind of girl that you would expect to see in one of those humor/romance mangas.
"Why do I have to?" Light groaned. "How I wish I had a girlfriend."
"Light, Kichi is really sweet, rich, and pretty. You should be proud that she likes you." Chester said.
Light glared at his friend. "No. I'm not proud. Pride is not something I'd like to have, thank you. It reads in the Bible that the people who were prideful fell. Humble ones are the ones who are good."
Chester stared at him. "You've read the Bible?"
"Yes. To me, it's a history book. That's all." Light said flatly.
"So, are you going to go meet her? Kichi usually has some good information for us. She's good at acting." Chester said.
"I suppose..." Light murmured. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this case, no matter what."
Chester nodded. "What do you suppose is going on?"
"Hm... I know that it's not like Jin. I suppose that it doesn't even have to do with gods. But another world that doesn't include aliens, but humans just like us...? Yes. Another world. People from that world. That's what I believe. What about you?"
"I have no clue," Chester laughed. "Honestly, I don't know how I managed to be the world's number one detective's assistant."
"I bet it was because your funny," Light murmured.
"I'm funny?"
"Oh, yes. Now, shall we get some more ice cream?"
Chester nodded, frowning slightly. "But you really are going to see Kichi, right?"
Light sighed. "I guess..."
"Can I come with you?"
Light stared curiously at him. "Why?"
Chester blushed a little and gave a small cough. "Er..."
"I guessed." Light said rolling his eyes. "Fine."
"Thanks."
Malina took a step back, shock obvious in her eyes. The dragon was glaring down at her with its dull orange eyes. It took a step forward, snarling slightly.
Daysin stepped in front of her, a slight frown on his face. Malina glared at him. She didn't need his help. She could handle this stupid, fat, giant dragon on her own, thank you.
Ceris stepped in front of her, too, and suddenly Malina couldn't handle this dragon on her own and she needed Ceris's help. He gave her a quick smile, and then gave Daysin one, too. Daysin nodded and grinned. What the heck was with them?
Shina grabbed Malina's hand and took a few steps back. "This dragon might be too much for all of us to take, Malina. If push comes to shove, you, Yuumei, and Sora need to get the heck out of here. That way we'll still have at least a slight chance at defeating Vaati." She gave Malina a forceful look. "Okay?"
Malina hesitated, then nodded. "Okay."
Shina pushed her to over behind a tree, where Sora also sat, awaiting for the battle to be over. Sora quickly grabbed Malina's hand, biting her bottom lip. Malina tried to give the younger girl a comforting nod, but it came out as more of a fearful shake of head than anything.
Malina watched, over her shoulder, the battle that was going on. It looked like that dragon was winning and the battle had just began. Sparrow was in a tree, (How did he get there?? Malina wondered) shooting arrows at the dragon's head. Daysin was casting a protective barrier around Yuumei, Ceris, and himself. Marit was behind a tree, huffing heavily. The dragon, however, was spitting fire everywhere, setting both trees and horses on fire. Any horses that were not already dead, were running away in a panic.
"Stupid horses..." Malina heard Marit snort. He took out his axe, and ran to the protective barrier. Daysin let him in, and then began to speak quietly with the other three. However, due to the fact that they were more than twenty meters away, Malina couldn't hear them.
Sparrow, however, was as busy as a little bee. He was hanging on a branch upside down, and shooting arrows upside down. Malina didn't even know that he could shoot arrows upside down. His face was in utter concentration, eyes narrowed.
One of the arrows hit the dragon in the eye. The dragon, as soon as the arrow hit it, began screeching and waving its head crazily. It clawed at its face, trying to dislodge the arrow that seemed so small against the fifty-foot-tall dragon. Blood slowly began to mix with tears that came from the dragon.
Sparrow jumped off the tree and hid behind a close rock, wincing as the red-hot rock touched his back. While the dragon was flailing around and Sparrow was hiding behind a rock, Yuumei jumped out of the shield and ran around the dragon, hitting its tail, knocking off a few spikes from its tail. The dragon wailed some more, and threw its tail around, hitting Yuumei into a near-by tree. As she made impact against the tree, blood began dripping from both her nose and mouth. She quickly paled and obviously fainted.
Malina winced and touched her head gently. Ugh, it felt like she had just been hit by a horse. What happened? She touched under her nose and blinked as blood smeared onto her finger. An odd, metallic flavor washed through her mouth. Blood. Why was she bleeding when Yuumei was, just the same...?
Malina?
Malina blinked. It was Courage. What could he want? She winced after thinking these things. Ugh... it hurt so bad...
Wh-what is it...?
Talk to Sora real quick. She can help you.
O-Okay...
"So-Sora?" Malina mumbled, glancing at the younger girl who seemed to just notice the blood.
"Eek! Princess!" Sora squealed. "A-are you okay?! Oh my gosh, if this happened to you, then what about Yuumei?"
"What are you talking about?" Malina asked, starting to feel lightheaded. Was everything starting to spin, or was it just her?
"She... told me not to tell you. But anything that happens to you, happens to her." Sora said softly, gently wiping away the blood that had been dripping down Malina's chin. "Anyway, I have to treat these wounds really fast otherwise... you and her might not make it."
Malina leaned against the tree, feeling exhausted. Why did it feel like the world was spinning, spinning, spinning? Couldn't it just stop...?
Dark.
It was getting dark. Why? Why couldn't it be brighter? Ugh. Malina hated darkness.
"Malina!?" Sora called, her voice sounding panicked and far away. "Malina, hold on! Malina!"
Malina closed her eyes. Sora was too far away. She couldn't hear her any more, and nor could she see her. It was too dark.
Malina allowed the darkness to envelope her.
Sora felt even more panicked. She touched Malina's brow, closing her eyes, praying to the Goddesses to spare their lives. How could they win if Malina and Yuumei died? Sora closed her eyes and began to pray even harder, begging.
A soft voice came within her mind, much to Sora's surprise. Dear child... thine life is my love. Thou art chosen and exalted among all; and because of this, thou shalt endure hardship. But know at the least one thing, my child: thou art to be the highest and most exalted, and thine power shalt be great.
"Who are you?" Sora asked, her voice quavering.
Be at ease, dear one, Another voice said softly. Thou art to be the light of this world; a standard among the nations; a princess of peace; a god among humans.
"Why?" Sora asked, confusion clear in her voice. "I'm no one special."
If ye believes that, thou art most surely wrong; no single person that wast created by our hands is no one, for we would not allow someone who is not important to come unto this world.
"How do I help my friends?" Sora asked, standing up slowly.
Thou hast prayed unto us with steadfastness and surety, and because of thine true belief that we shalt help thee, we shalt do anything possible to help thee. Now, be thou free of thine afflictions, dear child.
"What do you mean, O Goddesses?" Sora asked, respect thick in her voice.
Go to the beast, and use the power we have given thee; for thine light must shine. Do so, dear child, and help the world be free from its darkness.
Sora nodded and whispered, "Okay... I will..."
Go, child. Go.
Sora glanced around the tree, biting her bottom lip. She was only eleven years old. Most girls at that age didn't have to deal with having to kill dragons and such. Most of them just worried about boys and what they were going to do for work that day.
"Please stay with me, O Goddesses," Sora whispered, crossing her fingers. She then ran out to meet the dragon.
Ceris winced and fell back to the shield. Blood was dripping down his cheek where the dragon had grazed him with its claw. It was obviously going to leave a scar, which rather annoyed Ceris because his face had been rather handsome before.
"Are you okay?!" Daysin demanded. Ceris gave a quick nod.
"Yeah. It's nothing too bad. How are the others holding up?"
Daysin gave a few glances around before answering. "Well, Marit's running from tree to tree, cursing all the while because his axe melted under the dragon's fire. Yuumei doesn't look too good, though. Sparrow's running out of arrows, unless he doesn't already not have any."
Ceris nodded, breathing deeply. "Got any brilliant ideas?"
Daysin shook his head. "I got nothing. Dragons usually aren't very well affected by magic, and this one seems to be especially powerful."
Ceris gave a little huff. "So, this is the best you can do?"
Daysin nodded, slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, sorry. I can't think of anything else. I never finished up learning about magic."
"Well, you wouldn't be on our team now, would you?" Ceris said, giving a quick grin.
"Yeah," Daysin said, giving a quick nod. "I suppose so. Has Courage got any ideas?"
Well? Do ya?
... Not... really...
Oh, you're so helpful.
"Courage has no clue as to what to do." Ceris said flatly. Daysin groaned.
Hey, I didn't say that!
What do you mean?
Well... you'll see what's going to happen when you see it.
What?
"What's going on?" Daysin asked, frowning slightly.
"Apparently something's gonna happen, but Courage isn't willing to let me in on the secret."
"Lovely." Daysin muttered.
"I know." Was all Ceris said in answer.
"Hey, you big stupid dragon! Come and get me!" Ceris blinked and slowly turned around. Sora was standing a few meters away, waving her arms wildly.
"Sora!" Daysin exclaimed, fear obvious in his voice. "What in the world are you doing?!"
"Just trust me!" She called back. "Now, you dumb dragon, listen to me! La la la la la laaaa!"
Ceris winced. Who knew that anyone could hit that high of notes?! Well, obviously Sora could.
The dragon, who had better hearing than any of them, screeched out in pain. It glared at her, baring its teeth. It then roared, tromping over to the eleven-year-old.
Sora suddenly seemed much too unsure of herself for Ceris's comfort, so he ran over to her, grabbing her by her waist and taking her to Daysin. "What the crap was that, you idiot?!" He demanded the moment that they were safe.
"The Goddesses told me to do it!" She proclaimed, pouting slightly.
"I don't flippin' care if the Hero of Time told you to do it," Daysin snapped. "I don't want you to get hurt! Why didn't you just stay with Malina?!"
"She... er... fell out of a tree." Sora said blankly.
"Wha?" Ceris asked, confused.
"It doesn't matter!" Sora snorted. "The Goddesses would have protected me! They told me that they would!"
She's right, Ceris.
What do you mean, Courage?
She would have been fine without you.
Oh, I feel so loved!
You're intentions were good, but the whole thing was stupid. Because of you, someone could get hurt.
What the heck?! You're not making me feel any better!
Just tell her to sing.
Wha?
Just do it, you idiot!
Fine, jeez. No need to get testy.
"Listen, according to Courage, you should do it." Ceris said, huffing out a deep breath. "I don't like the idea, but I guess you ought to."
Sora stuck out her tongue. "Told you so!"
Daysin frowned. "I'm not letting my little sister go out into that danger. It's not right."
Ceris rolled his eyes. "Well, she's gonna, so get used to the idea."
Sora nodded, grinning. "Yeah, big bro. I'd best get going to do whatever it is that I'm going to do."
"Wait-" Daysin began, but Sora ran out of the shield, cutting him off. He watched after her, both regret and sadness in his eyes. Would she be all right? Ceris found it a little bit too easy to read the seventeen-year-old.
"That's just Sora." Ceris said softly. "Don't worry about her too much."
Daysin chuckled halfheartedly. "Oh, don't worry. I'll worry about her every waking moment of my life."
Sora sighed. "What am I supposed to do?!" She demanded no one in particular as she jogged over to the giant beast that some people called a dragon.
Do not feel fear, dear child. Listen to the wisdom of the Goddess Nayru.
It is a beautiful world, dear child. Ye shalt feel that more than ever soon. I can promise that to thee.
Sora almost wanted to scream, "Can't you people speak normal Hylian, and not some crazy riddle thing?!" Of course, though, she did not.
"Hey, you big stupid-" Sora began, but quickly stopped herself. A beautiful world, huh? Maybe... just maybe... that meant...
"Excuse me!" Sora called, gently touching one of the scales of the dragon. "You beautiful, wonderful creature! I was wonder why you were destroying all of these beautiful parts of this amazing world? Why not just leave them alone?"
The dragon seemed incredulous. After all, it was a huge dragon that was fierce and cruel, and now a small girl had just walked up to it and asked why it did that.
"What in the world do you mean, foolish child?!" The dragon snapped. Oddly enough, the fact that the dragon could talk wasn't really a surprise to Sora. She had sort of expected it for some reason.
"I want to know why you're killing all of the plants and animals and stuff." Sora said in a matter-of-fact tone.
The dragon seemed even more confused, but less angry. "Why would you want to know that?"
"Because I don't like it when you kill stuff. So I want to know why you're doing it." Sora said, her eyes soft on the large dragon.
"That... that man took my child." The dragon said. "He said that if I wanted my child back, I would have to kill you."
"Oh." Sora said, sounding slightly put out. "Really?"
The dragon nodded. "It is true. Otherwise, I would be caring for my dear child."
"Are you the baby's mommy, then?" Sora asked.
The she-dragon nodded, more calm than ever. "Oh, yes. I am."
Sora smiled innocently. "Is your baby pretty?"
"Oh, yes..." The dragon murmured, a look of pure pleasure coming over her face. "His name is Valoo. He's a wonderful, rich shade of red and is so mild tempered... I couldn't have asked for a better child." Her eyes darkened. "But that man... that witch-boy... took him away. He said he would kill my child."
"That's not good." Sora stated.
"No, it's not." The dragon agreed sadly. "And this is why I must kill you. Otherwise..."
"Can I know your name?" Sora asked sweetly.
"Name?" The dragon asked blankly. "I have no name. You humans over-label things, anyway. We dragons... usually do not have names. Valoo is an exception."
"How do you keep track of everything, then?" Sora asked.
"We... I... I'm not quite sure. But if we say one thing, then everyone who is a dragon knows what I'm talking about."
"Oh." Sora said. "But what about-"
"Child, is there something wrong with you?" The dragon asked. "You seem so different from other humans."
"What do you mean?" Sora asked.
The dragon drew her head close to Sora's face, squinting her eyes. She blew a small flame around the young girl, just enough to light her up. After doing so, the dragon took a step back, obviously surprised and frightened.
"Human, you have neither the smell of humans on you nor a shadow! What in the world are you?!"
"Hm?" Sora said blankly. "Oh, you mean... right. I'm only half-Hylian. The other half of me is from Areu."
The dragon took a step back, then bowed before her, surprising the girl. "You... you are the Princess of Dragons..."
This surprised Sora. "What?"
"The Princess of Dragons, as legend says, shall be half of the color, half of the absence. She shall have all of the powers of the dragons, but only few will believe in her. Her powers will extend far and wide, and she shall not be just a child of half. She shall be a child of the Goddesses, destined to save the world by leaving it."
Again, Sora was surprised. "What?"
"You are my savior." The girl-dragon said softly. "You are the one who can save the dying breed of dragons and Hylians alike."
"Oh." That was all she could say.
"May I... perhaps... spread the word of your coming unto the world?" The dragon asked, sounding suddenly nervous.
"Uh, sure." Sora said. "But... does this mean that you're not going to kill us?"
The dragon looked mortified. "Kill you?! That would be as you trying to kill a Goddess! Never shalt I."
"Do you have any healing powers?" Sora asked.
"Oh, yes, Milady." The dragon answered fervently.
"Um..." Sora said, being completely unused to being called 'milady.' "C-Can you help my friend, then?"
"I would do anything for you, Milady." The dragon said.
"Okay, then. See over there?" Sora said, pointing to Yuumei. "She's the Queen of Shadows and Reflections. Can you help her?"
"Yes, Milady." The dragon answered, already walking over to the fainted Queen. The dragon lightly touched her nose to Yuumei's neck, and a bright light erupted from the both of them, making it too hard for Sora to see either of them. When the light finally passed, Sora saw that Yuumei was healed completely. However, she still appeared to be out cold.
"Wow. Thanks." Sora said blankly.
"I would die for you, Milady," The dragon said softly.
"I'd rather you not." Sora said flatly. "Now, I want you to have a name. Can I give you one?"
The she-dragon nodded, looking very excited. "Milady, it would be a great honor!"
"Hm..." Sora said, frowning. "What would be a good name for you...?"
For quite a while Sora thought. However, while she was doing this, Ceris and Daysin were talking, slightly shocked.
"She's okay." Daysin said blankly.
"Y-Yeah, I guess that she is." Ceris answered.
"What do you suppose that she said to the dragon that made it stop attacking?" Daysin asked.
"Who knows?" Ceris answered.
"I'm not sure, either." Sparrow murmured, causing both boys to jump.
"Cripes, where did you come from?!" Daysin demanded.
"We just walked over to you two because the dragon wasn't attacking and Daysin took down the shield," Marit said, shrugging. "We were wondering what was going on."
"Sora made the dragon stop killing us," Ceris said.
"Let's go see what's going on." Marit answered, beginning to walk over to the small girl and the large dragon.
"What a revolutionary idea!" Daysin exclaimed, sarcasm dripping off his voice. "Going to see what's going on! Who'd have thought of it!"
"You keep up that wisecracking," Marit said over his shoulder, "And I'll have you with a bunch of broken limbs."
Ceris chuckled. "You just got dissed by an old man, Day. Ouch."
"I've got it!" They heard Sora exclaim. "You're name will be Celebrate!"
"Celebrate?" The dragon answered. "What a sweet name. I'm unsure if I deserve it, Milady."
"Excuse me!" Daysin called, waving. "We were kind of wondering why nobody's dead and nobody's fighting, ya see!"
Celebrate glanced at them, a slight frown coming on her face. Sora lightly touched her claw, and the giant dragon gained a look of pure pleasure.
"I'm some sort of Princess." Sora said.
"Wha?" Daysin answered blankly.
"I'm, like, the Princess of Dragons, or something along those lines."
"Wait, since we're brother and sister, does that mean that I'm a Prince?!" Daysin exclaimed.
"You are the Great Sea?!" Celebrate demanded.
"What the crap is that?" Daysin asked blankly.
"The Great Sea is the one who is brother to the Princess of Dragons. He has powers of unbelief, and is a Master of Magics."
"I dropped out of magic training. Can I still be the Sea Guy or whatever?" Daysin asked.
"Yes, Milord. Milady?" Celebrate asked, turning to Sora.
"Uh, yeah?"
"Will you, perhaps, save my child from the terrible fate that he faces?" The large she-dragon murmured.
"I'll do my best." Sora answered confidently.
"Milord, the Great Sea, take care of the Princess, or I will hold you personally responsible." Celebrate growled at Daysin.
"Hey, she may be a Princess or whatever, but she's my sister!" Daysin exclaimed. "I would never let anything happen to her!"
Celebrate nodded, satisfied. "Then I must go spread the word of the coming of the Princess of Dragons. This will be great news to her people."
"Okay, have fun!" Sora called, smiling and waving.
Celebrate gently smiled at the young girl. "Thank you, Milady. Now, I must go."
About a second after Celebrate took off into the sky, Sora spoke. "Now I just have one question."
"What's that?" Daysin asked.
"How are we supposed to explain this to Malina and Yuumei?"
"Oh." He answered. "That could be... interesting."
"Hey!" Ceris exclaimed, looking around. "Where'd Shina go?!"
"I'm over here!" Everyone looked up. There Shina was, about a hundred meters away, waving at them.
"What are you doing way over there?" Marit called.
"I was running away because I didn't want to die!" Shina answered while jogging over to them.
Everyone in the group besides Sora groaned. "That's okay!" Sora called instead. "You didn't miss much! Me and Daysin just became royalty is all!"
"Hm..." Vaati murmured.
"What is it?" Miss Alice answered.
"That little brat... my cousin... is the Princess of Dragons."
"I don't follow."
Vaati sighed. "The Princess of Dragons has absolute control over any dragon. She's very powerful, and, in all of the legends, she dies to save her dragons. It's rather sad, really. I always thought that it was nothing more than a story, but I guess it's real."
"What's the whole story?" She asked.
"Born in light and darkness, in color and nothing, the Princess of Dragons is alone, the only one of herself. She, due to these facts, is absolutely powerful. She knows how to control any dragon that happens to come her way, being that dragons are born in neither darkness nor light as well."
"Amazing."
"Quite." Vaati agreed. "But a dark dragon arises in the most common of the stories, and threatens to kill all of the dragons. So, the Princess gives her life to save all of the dragons. That's pretty much how the story goes."
"So do you think that's how she'll die?"
Vaati chuckled. "Only if I'm the dark dragon."
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