A Dream Come True

Clang!

My face relaxed and I opened my eyes. A black sword crossed with Nafia's blue sword, and I watched as Navarog pushed Nafia's sword away. She lost interest in me and turned to face Navarog, who stepped in between her and I. He glared at her, his dark brown eyes narrowed.

"What are you doing? You're supposed to kill them!" Nafia cried.

"You can do whatever you like to the rest of the world. But you can't lay a finger on Hazel or her friends," he defied.

Nafia's expression darkened with fury.

"You're a traitor!"

I watched as her fair skin and long, luxurious hair morphed into blue scales and horns. She reared back on her two hind legs and let out a jet of blue flame. She roared and charged at Navarog. He nimbly dodged her, and she trampled right past him. He threw back his head and let out a loud battle cry. At first it sounded human, but slowly, it deepened and a burst of golden fire erupted from his giant maw.

I jumped out of the way as Nafia once again charged him. I dashed over to Kendra, Seth, and everyone else who were huddled under the canopy over the porch.

"Hazel! I can't believe you're alive!" Kendra cried as her eyes began to water.

"I know!" I said to them.

I looked at them. Their clothes and hair were soiled with dirt, and their nails were caked with blood. Various cuts and wounds adorned their body.

"You look horrible. Did Bahumat do this to you?" I asked.

Kendra nodded.

"Uh, I hate to interrupt you little reunion, but there are two dragons fighting right above us," Seth said.

I ran outside to see the Navarog and Nafia flying after each other. Occasionally, they would clash with one another. Their necks entwined as they tried to bite each other. Suddenly, Nafia pulled back and dug her claws into the underside of Navarog's belly. Blood flew through the air, and he screeched in pain. Lifting his spiked tail, he wacked her in the jaw. She hissed at him as blood dripped from the fresh cut on her chin. Suddenly, she opened her enormous mouth and pulled back her lips to reveal a snarl. Changing tactics, she flew higher into the air to gain more altitude. My brow wrinkled in confusion. What was she doing? She stopped and let herself hang in midair. Navarog just looked up at her. Silence filled the preserve.

All of a sudden, she tipped downwards and dove towards Navarog. She let out a furious roar and blue flame shot out of her open mouth. Before he could react, Navarog was tackled by Nafia and they tumbled to the ground in a ball of blue and black. I ran to the house as they crashed to the ground in the middle of the yard. I jumped onto the porch for safety.

"We have to do something! Navarog is going to lose, and Nafia will definitely kill us all!" I warned the others.

"Are you crazy?" Ruth cried, "I don't want you to die to a dragon! What would your parents say?"

"And even if you tried to help, what good would you do? There is no way to help!" Stan said, "Unless you had a trick up your sleeve, like a secret weapon! But we don't have anything! We have to go and hide somewhere!"

I replayed what he just said.

We have to go and hide somewhere!

The secret room!

"I'll be right back!" I said.

I looked back to see Navarog holding Nafia's tail in between his teeth as she struggled to get me. I ran into the house and slammed the door behind me. Suddenly, I heard a boom and I knew Nafia must have gotten free from Navarog's grasp. I dashed through the house until I arrived in one room. The bathroom. I threw the cabinet door open and there was the hidden door. I turned the combination lock to the right, left, and then right again. Click! The door swung open. I was so glad I paid attention to that imp. Suddenly, there was a deafening roar and the floor trembled beneath me.

Suddenly, I realized what was going on, and I dove forward and skidded to the floor right as a giant tail poked through the wall to the right. It searched around before it went back outside. I looked up to see a giant hole. I sighed with relief and ran up the stairs. When I reached the top, I gasped. The room had nothing in it, with the exception of a few pieces of furniture. I examined the room, trying to find what I had come looking for. Suddenly, a loud roar came from right outside. I saw the couch and behind it was the chest. I quickly opened it.

Inside was a bow and three arrows with fire-red feathers. Yes! Just what I need. Crash! I tensed up as the window right next to me shattered. That must be Nafia. I could hear her heavy breathing, and I could tell that she had fought hard against Navarog. I listened as her breath traveled closer to me. I scooted closer to the box so she wouldn't see me from the other side of the couch. Bang! I fell against the chest. I cursed. It was that nail. Blood trailed down my leg from the gash in my leg. Nafia slowly moved her head over to me. She gazed at me with her two big eyes. My heart raced as she got closer. She grunted and her lips curled upwards into what looked like a smile. I felt the temperature begin to rise as she opened her mouth wide. I tried to move away and I only succeeded in falling over again. The heat increased and a little flame started to form at the top of her throat. I prepared for the worst.

I opened my mouth and my throat was hoarse. I could barely let out a sound. I could only whisper one word.

"Na-Navarog."