Dark Weapon Rising

Chapter 8
Revengeful Expatriate
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Mal dropped down in an open landing beside the most familiar dragon in the entire world to him, his father, "Dad, I'm sorry I haven't been back from the temple, but I ran a little late and I didn't hear the bells or see anybody."

He looked Mal directly in the eyes and then embraced him into a tight hug, "It's alright, son, more important things have happened, and now that I know you're alright we must get you away from the city immediately. You've been banished from Warfang, and there was nothing that I could do to stop it from happening in the council."

Terrador and Felpar appeared from the shrouds of the woodland and exchanged strange glances towards one another as though neither party felt they could fully trust the other party. "Dad, I have a plan to take back my rights as a dragon once and for all. Never again will they be able to deny another dragon the common privileges of dragonhood if I should get my way and your help. Terrador and Felpar, if you are fully on my side as friends, then I see no reason that you could not help in the same manner."

Felpar looked down at the hatchling that was Mal and inquisitively up to his father, "I'm not quite sure what your plan is. I'm afraid that even the strongest of friendships will ask that I correct the other when they are not thinking clearly. You are not thinking clearly, Mal, and if your father does not see it, he is drunken by the anger as well as what you are. I will not assist a violent over throw of a truly democratic government regardless of what it has done, as this would have to be the wishes of the general public and should not ever be reversed."

Helgar turned around slowly with a look of pure anger bore into his tear ridden face, "Don't you see what this 'Democratic Government' of yours has done to this innocent hatchling's future! He doesn't have one, Felpar! He doesn't have one!"

"Terrador and I are unable to help you in your cause, Helgar, I am sorry, but it appears that our ways must part here."

Terrador's mouth dropped open and the two other dragons held looks of absolute hatred upon their already emotionally turbulent faces as they raised their faces and wings towards the sky. Wind burst forth from their wings and shipped across the father and son pair as they watched their closest of friend fly away into the great unknown beyond the great mountain. Tears stained the each of their faces as well as the two dragons disappeared from their vision.

"Well, Terrador," Felpar chocked out, "I suppose that we'd best warn the council so that they can begin forming their guardianship and preparing for the war that is to come."

With that they too took off in the opposite direction sadly.

Mal and his father set down before their massive army of apes as a few other dragons landed beside them in order to advance their cause as well. Helgar pondered the army, and within himself he knew that this was the course of action that must be taken in order for them to win Mal's freedom back. He looked over to Mal excitedly, "The time is now, Mal, we must siege the city from an angle so that it is a different front than that of the previous attack."

"I agree, father, that was what I had planned," Mal replied before looking out over the army before him and raising his wing, "Follow me!"

Malefor took off to the skies taking all of his fellow dragon with him and leaving the apes down on the ground to follow him to the city. Everybody at this meeting thought that what they were doing was the right thing to be doing, but little did they know what they were actually leading to the creation of.

Dark crystals were passed from the back of the clearing by the apes and were delivered to each of the dragons, "These are the most powerful of all the crystals."

Mal tore into it and immediately turned into a darker purple than that of what he had been before, but the fire ball that he unleashed soon after persuaded all of the other dragons that these were very powerful things. They tore into them too and devoured their power.

"There they are!" somebody screamed out loud back in Warfang as the dragons that had come with Malefor barely cleared the tree line. On the surface apes emerged from the forest as well and continued on their advance.

The white elder at the forefront of the shook his head regrettably, "The prophecy is becoming true because of the fact that it existed!" he schooled himself. He looked down upon the earth and up into the sky, "May the Ancestors look after us all on this day."

Beside him Shandra's eyes grew wise as she realized that the dragon she had almost been mated to had turned against sanity. He no longer looked like the handsome dragon that he had been before, but rather he looked like a dark dragon of legend. Nothing in the world could have looked so dark and ugly compared to what it had looked like before.

Ignitus behind her seethed with anger at the realization that his own secretive training of Mal was about to be turned against him. Never again would he allow such a thing to happen on his watch.

Terrador shook in his place as he realized the full extent of a monster Mal had become in his anger. He still felt as though he could help him and revert him, but as he struck the head elder down with a ball of purple energy he decided that this was not the same Mal, this was Malefor and Mal had died with the use of his shortened name. The battle was on!

A/N: If you're one of the 17 people who read last chapter I thank you. As I have said, it's uplifting to write to a smaller audience for a change.

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