Chapter 6.2
I awaken to find myself in a cave.
What happened? I feel like I've been kicked in the head by a horse.
"Good ssshe isss awake. Inform our leader quickly, "A voice says in the darkness.
I try to get to my feet but I find that my wings are held tightly to my side by huge black chains. I snarl into the darkness.
Show yourself, I growl, using my telepathic powers to project my thoughts into the whole cave.
'Finca is that you?'
Murtagh? Is that you? Are you okay? What happened?
'Yes it's me. I'm fine and while I tried to get you awake we were ambushed by two Ra'zac. I suppose they will take us to the king shortly.'
Not if I can help it!
I snarl and break out of their crude muzzle, which they had put on me. I open my mind's barriers and search for the two Ra'zac. They are still in the cave but too far away for me to blast.
Murtagh can you reach me?
'I don't think so.'
Fine I can do it myself then, I growl as I use my telekinesis to break the chains holding me.
The chains fall off and I get to my feet.
All right who's first to feel my rage, I roar into the darkness, wanting the Ra'zac to get near me so I can blast them.
Capturing me was one mistake that they will learn not to do and the other dragons on Earth learned by force.
'Um I hate to have to ask you this but can you get me out of here?'
Of course, I snarl as my eyes turn blue for just a second and the chains holding Murtagh are broken.
He falls to the floor, limp and unable to get up.
I suppose you need my help right?
'Yeah, 'He replies looking up at me.
My eyes turn blue again and he is lifted off the floor and onto my back. I open my wings and soar into the air.
"You do realize that you're flying correct?" Murtagh asks as my powerful wings flap.
Yes.
"And you don't feel any pain from your wing?"
A little, but I've handled worse before, I reply. I'm more worried about you then I am for myself.
"Why?"
You . . . you looked pitiful before I got you on my back. Is something wrong?
"No," Murtagh answers.
Are you positive?
"Yes. Now stop pestering me!"
I'm not pestering. I'm just curious, I answer.
I fly until nightfall. Then I land and Murtagh jumps off.
"You flew all day."
Yes I did. I didn't want those things to catch us.
I begin to feel the pain returning to my wing. Could it be that one of the dragon embryos can heal? Why are they showing their powers this early? From what I know it could hurt them or worse: their eggs could be finished sooner than twelve months.
I must have been distracted because Murtagh asks, "Is something wrong Finca?"
I jump, startled, and show me teeth.
Sorry, I say backing up. I just have had something on my mind . . . lately.
"Something about the dragon embryos perhaps?" Murtagh asks.
How did you know?
"When the Ra'zac came after us I tried to fight them off but it didn't work. It was then that I decided to try to contact you through your mind and that is where I found out about your healing of the wing and the pain you felt when one of the dragon embryos couldn't stop the flow of pain to you," Murtagh responds.
Tears begin to fill my eyes.
You knew about this already, I realize.