"Note to self; never let a dragon lick you." I sighed as I wandered in the direction of the bathroom, trying in vain to wipe some of the drool off my face. That only achieved one thing...spreading it further across my face and I groaned before I finally found the shower. For a moment I stared at the bathroom wall and that's right when I found a towel sitting in the sink. After giving it a brief sniff to check if it was fresh I grinned and leaving it there for now I turned the taps, adjusting the water until it was hot but not enough to burn me.
Stripping off I moved over and left my clothes on the towel rack, grinning for a moment as I wondered why the towel was in the sink and not there but then I shrugged. Now standing under the shower I sighed, enjoying the feeling of the water rinsing the dragon drool of my body and as I reached for the soap I didn't know that soon I would have a vistor.
Outside Moordryd was standing beside Decepshun, absent mindedly stroking her snout as he looked towards the house and sensing that his mind was elsewhere she nudged him.
"Huh what is it, girl?" He asked and she snorted, moving her head towards the house and the same direction I had wandered off and he blinked. "No I can't...she's having a shower." He replied and Decepshun just stared at him, wondering why her rider was being so hesitant. After a few more seconds of looking towards the house he shook his head. "I'd like to follow her...but she'd kill me if I walked in on her..." He trailed off then as he remembered that only a few minutes before we were making out and he suddenly grinned. Before his dragon's eyes he wandered off and she snorted, wondering why it took his so long to admit that he liked the green eyed girl. By the time he found the bathroom he grinned as he heard the shower running and just as he reached the door, I sighed and he stopped not really sure if this was a smart thing to do. Then he heard me mutter to myself and he shook his head, slowly opening the door and venturing in.
"I wonder where Moordryd is?" I said as I stood under the spray, running the soap over my body and that's when I heard someone trying very hard to be quiet. "Who's there?" I called out before I mentally kicked myself, wondering why I'd just given myself away.
"Its only me." Moordryd said as he appeared out of nowhere and I frowned, curious as to why he'd wandered in here. Then his pale grey eyes went wide as he stared at me and I suddenly remembered I was completely naked. With a cry I lunged for the towel, hurriedly wrapping it around me before I growled at him.
"You just...Moordryd!" I almost shouted realizing that anyone would hear and I kept my voice low, trying to resist the urge to whack him. "I'm having a shower and you just walk in?!"
"I...uh...wow." Moordryd muttered as his face went bright red and as I continued to glare he stepped forward and I backed away. Pretty soon he had me amost pinned between the sink and his body and as I stared, eyes going wide, I could hear my heartbeat as it started to pound.
"What are you doing?" I asked, confused and that's when Moordryd moved even closer,his lips meeting mine my eyes went wide. Then they started to slowly close as he kissed me, one arm reaching around and wrapping itself around my waist. Ignoring the fact that I was only wearing a towel I kissed Moordryd back and after the kiss ended he gave me a slight grin.
"Sorry I walked in on you but I just...couldn't resist." Moordryd explained and while I was pretty angry that he just walked in I couldn't help grinning. "You're pretty cute, with or without clothes." He remarked and I rolled my eyes as he moved back.
"Can I at least get dressed or are you going to keep staring?" I asked, one eyebrow raised and he shrugged, happy to stay here but I enventually got him to leave. Though not without one final and lingering gaze at my body as I slipped off the towel, returning to finish my shower. After he closed the door he leant against it, letting out a breath he'd been holding it and as he walked back to the stables he couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. Once again standing under the shower head I sighed, leaning back against the wall as I remembered that kiss and the way Moordryd's eyes went huge when he saw me...completely naked and I blushed furiously.
"I still can't believe that...though he seemed pretty impressed and...what am I thinking?" I muttered as I reached for the soap again, trying to finish my shower in peace but my mind kept wandering and seconds later I found myself wondering what it would be like if we showered together. "Might be kinda...fun." I sighed and that's when I shook my head, quickly washing myself and as I grabbed my clothes I knew that if I let myself keep thinking in that train of thought it would lead to nothing but trouble.
Of course I didn't know it but Moordryd was thinking along similar lines, well right up until Artha walked over and when his rival coughed he blinked.
"Okay what's with that look?" Artha asked, more than a little curious as to why Moordryd had a silly grin on his face. Not having noticed that he was there, Moordryd blinked at Artha before his eyes narrowed. "Don't give me that look. You were thinking about something."
"So what if I was, Penn? What's it to you?" Moordryd growled back as Artha grinned at him and after a few seconds the Penn brat, as Moordryd liked to call him, suddenly burst out laughing. Shocked and maybe even a little worried he stared at Artha, crossing his arms against his chest.
"You and Rayne huh?" Artha finally said, the moment his laughter subsided and when Moordryd gave him a raised eyebrow he chuckled. "Let me guess; you went looking for her and..." Before he could finished Moordryd growled at him.
"Will you be quiet? I walked in on her and nothing happened." He hissed and Artha's blue eyes went wide as he realized just why Paynn had such a goofy smile on his face moments ago. "Oh scales." He muttered as Artha stepped in front of him and slapped him on the back.
"You walked in on her and saw her naked, didn't you?" Artha prodded and Moordryd tried to shake his head, but just for a moment he remembered the look of my face as I stepped out of the shower and came face to face with him and he couldn't help grinning. "So what was she like?"
"Rayne was..." Moordryd said just as someone coughed and they both froze as I walked over, giving both guys a frown. "Um never mind." He quickly added as I wandered over and stepped near my boyfriend.
"I was what?" I asked, not sure if I was annoyed or flattered that Moordryd seemed pretty impressed by my looks. "You can say it." I added as I watched Moordryd's cheeks go bright red.
"You're...very pretty." He stammered and I giggled as he tried to look anywhere by directly at me. "I have to go...feed Decepshun." As he hurried away I grinned, not caring if anyone noticed me staring at his backside and trying to imagine what he'd look like under those clothes.
"That was fun." Artha laughed and I shrugged before I went looking for Quiksilva. Now feeling really embasessed Moordryd retreated to the stables, his face still bright red and he growled under his breath as Decepshun looked on. With a dragon-size grin she nudged him and he finally sighed.
"Yeah I did...kinda walk in on her. Not that I meant to but it just...happened. To tell you the truth...I'm kinda glad I did. She's beautiful." He told his dragon, stroking her snout as he let out a sigh and Decepshun chuckled happy that she could help. Now that I was feeling a lot better about myself and Moordryd in general I decided that I should get some practice in down at the racetrack. It didn't take much convincing for Quiksilva to mag me and as he rushed outside the Penn Stables I sighed, thinking about how well everything had started to go for me.
"Looks like my luck's finally changing and for the better." I told Quiksilva who grinned up at me, his legs almost a blur as he raced along the pavement. Going at this speed it wasn't long until he found the racetrack and as he slowled down I thought I saw something just up ahead.
"Huh wonder what that is?" I muttered as I jumped down, only for Quiksilva to grab the very end of my jacket and tug me back. "What is it, boy?" I asked and once he released me he gave a low growl. Knowing what that meant I stayed at his side, not sure what we should do next. Then I heard a roar and as I jumped back something almost landed on me.
"Wraith!" I yelled and Quiksilva lunged at it, snapping his jaws at the dragon as it materialised. But the dragon leapt back and his jaws closed on air. Quiksilva growled again and the wraith let out a screech that seemed to echo in the air and seconds later seveal more wraiths appeared. "Forget out what I said...let's get out of here." I told him and after magging me he turned around, intending to flee only for something to slam into him and I just managed to hang on. "What was that?" I cried out just as the wraiths attacked and I let out a scream as something smacked into us, driving us towards the side of the track. Afraid and not letting it show I gritted my teeth and quickly whispered something to Quiksilva who snorted. Just before our assaliant, which I chose to believe was another wraith using shadow gear, went to knock us over Quiksilva magged me and I threw a mag-blast at it. Even being unable to see where it was I somehow managed, through sheer dumb luck, to hit its side and it gave a screech before the camera instaled in its gear shorted out.
"What? Not again!" Word yelled before he reached for a red button on his keyboard. "Wraiths attack!" He ordeered and as one they rushed us but I was ready. Knowing Word, because who else attacked with wraiths, couldn't see us I slid the medallion into my gauntlet.
"Unlock the light!" I yelled and as my armor wrapped itself around me, Quiksilva gave a roar rearing up as he changed to his pure white form. Now as the Light Booster we threw ourselves into the battle, knocking the wraiths back with both Quiksilva's attacks and my mag-blasts until they screeched. When they turned tail and fled I thought we'd one until something growled and as I turned in my saddle something struck me, throwing me clear. Having been trained enough to fight back I flipped and landed on my feet, charging up a mag-blast as I stared at my assaliant.
And that's when I growled as Armeggaddon chuckled, moving towards me and I took a step back before I could stop myself. Instantly Quiksilva placed hismelf between me and my attacker, letting out a roar that shook the ground. But that didn't keep Armeggaddon back and he strolled forward, making my dragon angry enough that he lunged forward. And that's when I saw Armeggaddon's hands glow and I rushed forward, putting myself between my dragon and as a blast of mag energy slammed into my stomach I screamed.
Seconds later I found myself lying on the pavement and as Quiksilva rushed to my aid the ancient warrior struck, sending Quiksilva several feet before he crashed into the pavement almost slidding towards the edge. Afraid for my dragon I staggered to my feet and as I did I felt something warm flowing down my stomach. As I pressed a hand to my navel I gasped from the intense pain and as I lifted my hand to my face I trembled, finding my hand bloody.
"Even with training you're not even a match for one mag-blast. Pathetic." Armeggaddon growled as he stepped towards me and I shuddered, woozy from the pain in my stomach and the sight of my own blood pooling beneath me. "You were a fool to pick up that gauntlet." He told me as I fell to one knee and Quiksilva stumbled to his feet, trying to help me but then he fell just as injured as me. Watching helplessly he let out a mornful cry as Armeggaddon kicked me and I screamed, hearing something crack and I fainted falling lifelessly to the pavement. Letting out a laugh that chilled Quiksilva to the bone the warior picked me up and carried me towards the edge of the track, ignoring my dragon as he tried to stand. "Say goodbye to her." He told Quiksilva and as my dragon watched on in horror he threw me over the edge. Unconcious I fell out of sight.
Now turning to my dragon he walked towards him but just as he was charging up a mag-blast he heard a noise and he frowned, angry at being interupted. Before Quiksilva's eyes he vanished and when my dragon looked up he gave a growl only to realize that it was the Dragon Booster and Beau.
"Quiksilva where's Rayne?" Dragon Booster as Beau magged him and Quiksilva climbed to his feet, limping a little as he led his friends to the very edge of the track. As he looked down he let out a mournful cry and that's when Artha gasped. "She didn't...we have to save her." He muttered as he climbed back up onto Beau's back and concentrating Beau's wings appeared. As Quiksilva watched Beau jumped off the side of the track and started to glide, making his way down towards where I had fallen. Angry at himself for not being able to protect me Quiksilva growled, staring down as the Dragon Booster and Beau vanished and that's when he heard a noise. Looking back he saw Moordryd and Decepshun rush past and they slid to a halt as soon as they saw my dragon.
"Quiksilva? Where's Rayne?" Moordryd asked and that's when Quiksilva lifted his head and let out a painfilled roar. "She didn't fall...did she?" He asked heart beating wildly in his chest and to his shock Quiksilva gave a slight nod, wordlessly looking at his friend's boyfriend.
"I'll save her. Release the shadows!" He yelled and once he'd become the Shadow Booster he rushed towards the side, only for Quiksilva to nudge him. Unable to be understood Quiksilva tried to tell him that he couldn't fly so it was useless to follow. Now angry Moordryd glared at my dragon, who snorted back at him. "I can't just...leave her." He argued and that's when Decepshun growled, trying to point out the same thing.
"But she's...I need to...arggh!" Moordryd suddenly yelled before he almost ripped the medallion out and the moment he changed back he had to fight back tears of frustration, unwilling to let anyone see him cry. "Then this thing's useless." He shouted, ripping it off but before he could throw it to the ground he heard a sound. Turning back to the track he watched in amazemnet as Beau shot from underneath the track and gliding landed safely a few feet from him.
"She's hurt bad. We need to get her back to the stables now." Dragon Booster told Moordryd who stared at him, shock on his face and getting no answer his eyes narrowed. "Hurry up!" He yelled and instead of getting mad Moordryd nodded instead. Carefully taking my motionless body in his arms, Moordryd saw the bloodstain on my stomach and he couldn't help a gasp. Being careful not to drop me he hurried towards Decepshun who magged them together and once safely on her back, she gave a snort before she sped away.
"Can you walk, Quiksilva?" Dragon Booster asked and my dragon gave him a growl, ignoring the pain in hs left front leg and as he rushed towards the stables Artha changed back to himself, silently hoping that I would make it. By the time we reached the stables I was starting to regain conciousness though what I said made no sense whatsoever and Moordryd gave up trying to undertsand, instead rushing me into the house just as Connor and Lance rushed out.
"Help her!" Moordryd begged and that threw both Connor and Lance, exchanging a look of complete surprise, until they saw the blood dripping down my body.
Quickly Connor took me from Moordryd and as he hurried inside, Moordryd followed only for Lance to block his path. "Let my dad help." Lance told him and Moordryd almost shoved him out of the way, desperate to see me. When he nodded instead Lance stared at him, jaw dropping and Moordryd shook his head just as Artha and Beau returned.
"I'll be in the stables..." Moordryd muttered and as he wandered away Decepshun saw the pain in his eyes. Once he was inside an empty stall he spun around and punched the wall, furious that he couldn't even protect me and after a while he slid down to the floor. It wasn't until night began to fall that Connor emerged from the house and as Lance and Artha looked up he sighed.
"She's stable but I don't know how long until... Rayne has a cracked rib and internal bleeding. Its a miracle she survived this long." Connor explained and both boys looked chestfallen. "I really don't know how to break the news to Moordryd...he seems to have taken a shine to her."
"I'll do it dad." Artha told him before he turned and headed for the last place he'd seen the younger Paynn. Along the way he wondered just how he was going to explain that Rayne might be dying and he paused midstep, steeling himself before he stepped inside. And that's when he found Moordryd sitting between to Decepshun and Quiksilva, absentmindedly rubbing their snouts. "Moordryd..." He called out and when his rival looked up he could see dark circles just under his eyes. "
"How's Rayne?" Moordryd asked and seeing Artha hesitae hefrowned. Pushing up from the ground he stomped over to him and glared. "Tell me!" He shouted, reaching out and grabbing Artha's jacket.
"She's really hurt. You can see her if you want..." Artha trailed off, not meeting his eyes and Moordryd instantly let go before he sprinted for the house. Once he found my room he pushed his way inside, and that's when he saw me lying on the bed. Carefully closing the door behind him Moordryd made his way to my side and that's when he saw the bandages covering my midsection and he cringed. When he bumped into something he looked down and gave a slight grin once he found the chair Connor had left behind. Sitting down he reached over and took my hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze and getting no repsonse he sighed.
"Rayne can you hear me?" He asked and I moved my head, just a few inches but that was enough to give him hope. "I thought so. You gave me a scare, trying to...well whatever it was. Did someone attack you and 'silva? Was it my father?" I didn't make a sound and he frowned, trying to figure out who else would have attacked me and his eyes went wide. "Armeggaddon?" He whispered and that's when I groaned, eyes closed and he sighed reaching over and gently stroking my forehead. "I should have known." For a while he just sat beside me, thinking about just how powerful the ancient warrior was and when I groaned he blinked.
"Moordryd?" I mumbled as I slowly opened my eyes and he grinned at me. "Where...?"
"You're in the Penn brat...the Penn stables." He answered and I gave him a weak grin only to start coughing and he stroked my cheek. "Just breath." He told me and as I coughed he saw the blood trickling down my lips and he froze.
"I'm really...bad aren't I?" I whispered, closing my eyes for a long moment and he shrugged. "Yeah...my body hurts...so bad."
"Hey stop being a wimp. You're fine." Moordryd interrupted and I gave him a smile I didn't feel. "Mr Paynn said you need to sleep, though that's all you do anyway so it shouldn't be a problem." He joked and I squeezed his hand, feeling awful.
"Moordryd...I think I'm dying." I whispered and that's when he shook his head, getting angry at me. Before my eyes he stood and started to pace.
"Don't say that! You're going to be fine and we'll enter the next dragon race together. After I train you and Quiksilva. So stop going on about dying. You're just being...being a wim..p." He stammered and to my shock I saw the first few tears start to form in his eyes.
"Moordryd...its okay." I told him and he glared at me, eyes narrowed as he fought against the tears now starting to flow down his cheeks. "I guess being the Light Booster...means I going to share Bianca's fate. But...at least I got to know you so...I'm not.." And that's when I gasped as I felt a tightness in my chest and I coughed, blood trickling down my mouth.
"No I won't let you go!" Moordryd shouted and I blinked at him, confused as he sat back on the seat and grabbed my hand. "You're a Dragon Eye and I'm the leader so you have to listen to me." He growled and I gave him a weak smile, holding his hand as I struggled to take each breath.
"Sorry...Paynn in the rear. I guess...we can't be together." I whispered as I lay there and that's when my gauntlet began to glow. "Huh...what's going on?" I muttered and as we tried to figure it out that's when it blazed with light, almost blinding us.