"Where are we anyway?" I asked as Moordryd sat beside me and after a long moment he grinned. After our earlier kiss he was keeping an eye on me, in case I started to cry. At least that's what he told himself anyway.
"The same cave that we were trapped in. After Armeggaddon attacked me and Decesphun." Moordryd explained and I know I cringed a little at that psycho's name because Moordryd chuckled. "We're safe at least for the time being." He added and I raised an eyebrow, not as convinced. Of course we were safe since the warrior didn't have a clue where we'd landed and so we rested for a while. Well I tried to rest but for some reasonI couldn't and I wasn't sure if it was because I was a little uneasy about my nightmare or the fact that, once again, I was in very close proximity to my friend and possible love interest. I tried to ignore my feelings for Moordryd but it wasn't easy as he kept being so nice to me, checking to see if my wounds were healing. Its kind of distracting when he was treating me like an equal and as his back was turned I kept glancing at his back and his backside and...oh scales. Feeling my face flush I tried to focus on my injury and when he asked me a question I almost jumped.
"Heh you've been staring at me this whole time, haven't you?" Moordryd asked and I turned my head, making a snorting sound like the whole idea was ridicoluos. "If that's not true...why are you blushing?" He added and I sighed before I turned back, only to feel his lips against mine and I made a noise in the back of my throat.
Of course I had a crush on him and I didn't exactly push him away, instead I pulled him closer and pretty soon his tongue was inside my mouth. As I groaned he held me close, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth and with one hand on my back he reached down and firmly squeezed my butt. The moment the kiss ended I was panting a little as he grinned at me and I tried to glare. But it didn't help when he kissed my throat and neck and that made me like him just that little bit more. As his lips worked their way from the tip of my chin to the base of my throat I groaned. Moving as close as I could I buried my face in his hair and Moordryd chuckled before he nibbled my throat, loving the look of pleasure on my face. As we made out I didn't notice Quiksilva staring at me, his jaw wide open and Decepshun chuckled at the pair of us.
Okay that's enough, Quiksilva growled and seconds later he suddenly wedged his head between us and I jumped back, falling onto my rear with a startled cry. Glaring for a moment at Moordryd, who eyed the dragon with an expression of bemusment, Quiksliva leant down and nuzzled me.
"Why'd you do that, 'silva? He wasn't hurting me." I complained, a pout on my face and Moordryd burst out laughing making the pair of us stare at him. "That's really not very funny." Though after a few seconds I did see the funny side of it and soon I joined in, leaving our dragons to roll their eyes at us.
I really don't get it, Quiksilva muttered as he wandered over and lay beside Decepshun, letting out a snort.
They like each other. I don't think even you could change that, Decepshun told him and Quiksilva sighed, not sure what to do. Moordryd cares for Rayne and I know that he'll look after her. Just trust him. Looking over at us Quiksilva watched as Moordryd helped me to my feet, asking if I was okay and I nodded more embarressed at falling on my rear.
I suppose I could learn to trust him, Quiksilva finally said as Moordryd handed me a candy bar from his pack and when he didn't eat I stared at him.
"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked Moordryd and he shrugged which made me realize that it was the only one he had. So I broke it in half and offered him the other piece.
"No I'm not..." He went to say only to hear a growling sound coming from him and I giggled befoer I practically thrust the half at him and he took it, despite muttering that he 'wasn't hungry' a second time. Of course I gave Quiksilva some and to my amusement Decepshun wandered over, having smelt the candy and he gave her almost half the bar. Having eaten and probably due to my injury I yawned and as I leant against Moordryd he grinned as I yawned again, fighting the urge to sleep. "You should rest. You got hit by a mag-rip and your side ended up slashed." He offered as I sighed, wanting to be home safe and sound. "I'll keep watch for a while."
"Yeah but you did get hit with that mag-rip..too." I mumbled trying to keep my eyes open and Moordryd sighed, wrapping an arm around my waist and I ended up resting my head on his legs. "I should...keep watch." I mumbled and that's when he started to run his hand through my hair and as he did my eyes began to drift closed until I was fast asleep.
"I hope Armeggaddon doesn't show up and...great now I sound like you." Moordryd muttered cracking a smile as I sighed in my sleep. Even though Moordryd told me he'd keep watch he fell asleep less than half an hour later, and both our dragons sniggered as they watched us.
He does care about my rider. I suppose I'm just being overprotective, Quiksilva said and Decepshun nodded before she closed her eyes and soon even our dragons dozed off.
It wasn't until hours after we were attacked ,and thrown down towards the wastelands, that someone came across us. Both deeply asleep we never even noticed though our dragons heard footsteps and as they woke a familar voice whispered to them.
"Its okay. It's just us." Artha said as he and Beau emerged from the shadows and Quiksilva wandered over, giving Artha a lick on the face and he grinned. "Yeah we're happy to see you too. So how are they?" When he wandered over he instantly chuckled as he found us snuggled up together.
At some point during the night or day, I'm not sure which since we're underground, I woke with a whimper and still half asleep I moved closer to Moordryd and he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. Eventually we were lying against each other and I rested my head against his chest before I fell asleep.
"Should we leave them until they wake up?" He asked Beau and his dragon grinned before he walked over and nuzzled me, letting out a snort that soon woke Moordryd. Once he finally focused on Artha and the grin he had, he frowned before he realized I was still snuggled up against him.
"Not one word, stable brat." Moordryd growled and Artha just grinned before Moordryd gently woke me and as I blinked up at him, he gave me a smile. "Our ride's here." He told me and I stared not sure until I laid eyes on Artha and Beau and it finally clicked. Very gently Quiksilva magged me and once I was holding onto his neck, Moordryd climbed onto Decepshun's back before our dragons followed Beau outside into the bright sunshine.
I was pretty happy to be outside but as we started walking I started feeling a little light-headed and as I began to doze I almost slipped from the saddle. Seeing this Moordryd whispered something to Decepshun and as she walked over to Quiksilva she growled something. After a moment he growled back and seconds later I woke to find myself on Decepshun's back, near the front of the saddle and with Moordryd's arms wrapped around me. "Thanks...for the lift." I muttered and he grinned at me, ignoring the grin Artha gave us and as Decepshun started walking again I rested my head against Moordryd's chest and eventually I fell asleep again.
"So what's the plan?" Moordryd asked Artha as he kept one arm wrapped one arm around my waist and one on the saddle.
"The plan is to get you and your girlfriend back to Penn Stables. And before you argue Armeggaddon wouldn't think of looking for you there." Artha answered, curious as to why Moordryd didn't get annoyed at the girlfriend remark. Getting no response he looked over at Moordryd who blinked suddenly and he frowned, knowing that Moordryd was just as tired as me and too stubborn to admit it. As they walked the rest of the way to the stables Artha kept a close eye on me and Moordryd and just as we arrived at the stables I stirred awake.
"Huh...are we there yet?" I mumbled rubbing at my eyes and Quiksilva snorted, looking up at me. "Must have dozed off."
"Heh you weren't the only one." Artha laughed just as Moordryd mumbled something under his breath, opening his eyes and stretching. Magging me down Decepshun wandered towards the stables with Quiksilva in tow and as I watched them walk away, Moordryd wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"Come on, I should check your wounds." Moordryd told me and I nodded allowing him to lead me towards the stables, only to be stopped by Artha. "Move it, stable brat." He growled as my friend blocked our way.
"You know we have a spare room. Come on." He offered and Moordryd looked at me for a moment just as I rubbed my eyes and he sighed. Nodding at Artha we followed him inside the house and pretty soon I was sitting on top of a bed, waiting as Moordryd started to unwrap my bandages. But he stopped when he noticed Artha watching and he glared at him.
"You know we don't need an audience." Moordryd said and Artha just shrugged before he walked towards the door, though not before giving me a grin which I didn't get why. As soon as the door was closed Moordryd returned to checking the slash across my side and once he finished unwrapping the bandages I cringed at the blood still covering my side. "Relax its pretty much stopped bleeding. How do you feel now? Dizzy or anything?" He asked me and I grinned, actually feeling better.
"Actually I feel pretty good. How about you?" I replied and he chuckled as he went to grab the first aid box Artha had given us. As he set to work, cleaning and redressing my side, I noticed that he kept glancing at my face from time to time. After a while I couldn't stand it anymore and as Moordryd finished wrapping my side I sighed and he looked up.
"Huh? Something wrong?" He asked and I stared at him for a few seconds. "Okay what did I do?" He sighed.
"You keep staring at me and I wanted to know...why." I asked and after putting away the bandages he looked at me.
"I...don't know. Look if you want the truth...I feel guilty." Moordryd answered and I stared at him, not sure why he'd say that. "I'm the Shadow Booster and even that didn't mean anything when Armeggaddon attacked us."
"Hang on a second he's the one who destroyed the Light Booster. Of course we couldn't beat him so don't get so worked up over us losing. And yes I was there too and I got my butt handed to me." I replied and he gave me a slight smile. "Don't be so hard on yourself, we lost together." I added and he chuckled before he moved closer and as he cupped my chin I grinned.
Then he kissed me, his lips warm against mine, and I sighed wrapping my arm around his neck and pulling him closer. Coming up for air, and breathing a little hard, I gave Moordryd a lopsided grin before he leant against me, nibbling my neck and I closed my eyes. After a few seconds he reached down and placed his hand over mine, intwining his fingers through mine as he kissed me. I wasn't sure just what he was planning on doing or how far this would go though when Moordryd gently grasped the helm of my shirt and tugged it upwards I began to put two and two together. Of course I had to ruin it when I gasped, the pain of my hip making me remember the injury Armeggaddon had inflicted and Moordryd paused, concerned.
"Oww...sorry Moordryd. Guess...we have to stop." I whispered trying not to whimper as my injury flared up. And that's when Moordryd surprised me as he lowered his head and gently kissed the bandaged side of my hip. "That...actually feels better." I muttered and he chuckled as my cheeks flushed. "Could you do that again?"
"Whatever you want." He smiled and bent to kiss my side again, soon trailing kisses up and down my side and I made a little noise in my throat. "Feel any better?" He asked and I grinned at him before he leant in and kissed me, running the fingers of his hand through my hair. I have to admit that his kisses were making me forget about being in pain though I was still exhausted by my injury and the effects of the mag-rip. Pretty soon I slumped forward, my face resting against his chest, and that startled Moordryd who was in the middle of kissing my neck. "Rayne? Hello?" He muttered and I snuggled into his chest, making a sighing sound and he rolled his eyes. "And there goes that idea."
"Mmm...side hurts." I mumbled as he gently laid me on my back and pulled the blanket over me. He wanted to talk about training my mag techniques but as he gazed down at my sleeping face he just couldn't bring himself to wake me, even if being somewhat untrained would put me at risk. Giving up he leant down and kissed me on the forehead and I sighed in my sleep before he walked towards the door and before he left he gave me one final glance. As he walked outside the house, intending to get Decepshun and leave when Connor stepped into his path.
"Whatever you're thinking you're wrong." He said to the young Paynn, who blinked at him for a moment before his eyes narrowed. "Rayne needs you right now and you need her." He added and that surprised Moordryd who stared at the older Penn.
"She doesn't need me. Besides we...didn't stand a chance." Moordryd replied and just for a moment Connor thought he saw an almost guilty look in his face. "I'm only putting her in more danger."
"Rayne doesn't seem to mind." Artha said as he walked over and he saw Moordryd's eyes narrow and he grinned. "Heh she's always putting herself in harm's way and I think its becuase she's in love with you." He explained and Moordryd took a step back, eyes going wide, before he collected himself but even he had to admit that I had been pretty affectionate towards him lately. "Besides she's the Light Booster and danger's always attracted to anyone chosen by the gauntlets."
"Maybe you're right...and maybe I'm the Dragon Booster." Moordryd sneered pushing past him and walking towards Decepshun, who was watching her rider with almost amusment in her eyes. Not giving up Artha followed and just before Moordryd could climb onto his dragon's back Artha clamped a hand on his shoulder, making Moordryd growl. "Now what?"
"Let me check you over. Rayne wasn't the only thrown off the street." Artha told and Moordryd just glared at him though as he went to turn around he suddenly felt dizzy and to his annoyance Artha caught him before he fell. "Told you now let me help. Or at the very least my dad." He offered and Moordryd let out a breath, finally agreeing to be looked at. Once Artha helped him to the stables, Connor knelt and checked Moordryd over only to find that his leg wound had reopened. "See this is why you need to be careful." He muttered and Moordryd just frowned at him, biting back a gasp as Connor pressed a little too hard on his leg.
"You need to rest or it will never heal." Connor told him the moment he stood, having cleaned and redressed the leg despite Moordryd's protests that 'it was fine'.
"I need to get back to the compound." Moordryd answered trying to stand only to stumble and almost faceplant. He wanted to push the hand that went to steady him away, not wanting to appear weak but it was a struggle just staying on his feet. And after a few minutes of protests, mainly along the lines of 'I'm fine' and 'I can walk by myself', Moordryd gave in and allowed himself to be led towards the stables.
Since they didn't have another spare bed, and Connor wasn't about to let two teenagers of the opposite sex stay in the same room, Moordryd would just have to rest there for a while. At least until his leg healed and he could safely travel back to the Dragon Eyes compound. Now sitting on a sleeping mat Moordryd glanced up as Connor walked over, having retrieved the first aid kit from inside thet house. As he knelt beside the Dragon Eyes leader Connor noticed that Moordryd kept staring towards the house and he smiled, knowing exactly why.
"Rayne will be fine. You did a great job patching her up and I know she'll recover." Connor said and Moordryd turned his head, surprised that he knew exactly what was on his mind. "Now let's check your leg." As it turns out Moordryd's leg gash had started bleeding again, probably due to the fight with Armeggaddon and the subsequent fall from the ledge. Cleaning and redressing the wound took some time and just as Connor finished rewrapping Moordryd's leg the teenager slumped forward. Connor tensed then before he carefully moved Moordryd backwards onto the sleeping mat, thinking the younger Paynn had passed out, until Moordryd mumbled something and he sighed.
"Five...more minutes." He muttered having only fallen asleep and before he left, Connor asked Artha just what had happened to both Moordryd and Rayne.
"Dad its a long story but it involves that warrior in black armor. The one with the eight dragons." Artha answered as they walked outside the stables.