My laptop died. It died as in the sense of actual death, not the 'my-computer-ran-out-of-battery-died'. I'm talking the 'Computer-I'll-never-be-able-to-use-again-death.' That's the reason it's been so long since an update. You may think it took me a surprisingly long time to get another computer, but I'll explain it to you.
First of all at first I didn't know what was wrong with it. I would press the power button and the buttons would light up but the screen would stay dark. So I gave it to a computer guy, who said he would look at it. Then, he ran over his cat with his car. The cat survived, but the cat had to go through multiple surgeries and it was sketchy for a while. Of course I wasn't going to make him actually look at the computer when he was going through that, I know how bad it can be when an animal you love gets hurt and might die. Once the cat was revealed to be okay the guy did get a chance to get my computer though, I was told that my motherboard had been fried beyond repair and that I would have to get a new computer. So I ordered a new computer online, and it took forever to come in but eventually it came in the mail. I then had to completely make this chapter again from scratch, because what I had started of this chapter was on my other computer. Then, I tried to update but every time I tried to click on my account it said '503 Service Unavailable.' Then I had to wait until that got fixed and I actually had time between school and my volunteer animal rescue work to actually post it.
My new computer is one of those new touch screen ones with Windows 10 and the new version of Word. I don't quite know how to use it very well… but I'm sure I can figure it out. Also my computer's name is Courtney, because it's totally normal to name your computer and Courtney is an awesome name.
But anyways… here's the chapter… Read on…
Amber Pov
I roared out in breathtaking panic, my large wings flapping around uselessly as I tried to escape the strong grasp of the dragon holding me. The dragon released a halfhearted growl in response. I realized then that I didn't really have the strength to fight back, so I stilled my movements. The dragon then swept its wings down into view. It almost looked like those wings were born from flames themselves. The bright shades of red, orange, and yellow blended together so flawlessly, while just a trace of black and grey tinted around the jagged edges like smoke. The claws attached to the wings glinted in the sunlight like daggers, looking so sharp that they could probably cut through anything. Just then the wings were gone, jerked up so fast that it was almost as if they had never been there, as the bitter wind tugged them the wrong way. The dragon let out an unsettling roar that was instantly followed by a voice I instantly recognized, "Sorry, my fault, I'm not used to this whole flying thing."
It was that human I had met earlier. Her voice sounded slightly off though, like she was in pain. I tried to turn my head around to see her, but it didn't quite work out. My neck wouldn't turn far enough so all I could see was the tough hide that clung to the tense muscles of the dragon holding me. Then I realized something, they were flying me back to their village. There I would be outnumbered, and I was injured still so I would be vulnerable. Panic once again filled me, bringing with it a rush of adrenaline. I let out a sound halfway between a growl and a roar as I twisted to the side, shoving my feet into the dragon's side and jolting my wings back and forth as fast as I could. The dragon didn't release me as I had hoped, instead just ignoring me completely. I cried out, shaking my head back and forth with my jaws wildly flung at the air. Then the human spoke in a soft whisper, "Amber."
I instantly stilled my movements, feeling the panic ebb away. For that single word had said so much more than a thousand words could have. It was spoken in a comforting, reassuring, manner laced with true honesty and trust. It was said in a way I hadn't heard in a very long time, it was said like my only true human friend once spoke my name. It was said with love and hope and truth. It had been so long, too long, since I'd seen that women. Yet, I'm sure to her it wasn't long enough, it would never be long enough. She never wanted to see me again, she wished she had never even known me. It didn't matter now though, I was different now. So much had happened that had made me change so much.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts that was in the past. That had all happened so long ago that it should be faded from my memory, if the deep emotions hadn't been seared it into my mind. The dragon carrying me then let out a sound that was halfway between annoyance and challenge. I heard the flapping of wings and saw a flash of bright yellow scales, followed quickly by a deep furious voice saying, "What do you think you're doing on my dragon!"
It didn't sound much like a question, more like a hostile remark in fact, but the other human answered anyway. Her voice was almost familiar to me by now, and that thought frightened me a bit. I couldn't be getting close to a human, I could never ever get close to a human. Not after all that had happened. The human's voice was still speaking, and I tried to focus on the words. "What does it look like? I'm trying to save an injured Night Fury!"
For a second the yellow dragon and its current rider came into view. The dragon was a Deadly Nadderhead, its scales a mixture of sunshine yellow and leaf green. The dragon itself just looked bored and slightly tired, its wings flapping slowly as its gaze flickered around lazily. Its rider almost looked uncomfortable on this dragon, almost… out of place. Despite that though, the rider was obviously trained to ride a dragon. The almost easy way his back hunched forward just the slightest amount in the perfect posture for riding a dragon, and the way his calloused hands absentmindedly brushed against the tough scales of the dragon's neck without flinching at the weird feeling saying it all. His head was tilted down just the slightest amount, causing the tips of his dark hair to just barley fall into his strikingly sharp ice blue eyes that were narrowed slightly in what could only be described as protectiveness.
I was shocked at the worry that radiated off the rider, my dragon senses able to pick up his feelings beneath the false façade of pure annoyance that was splashed on his pale face. The rider then suddenly shifted to the side quickly, his heel gently digging into the dragon's right side. The dragon let out a roar of surprise, but the dragon quickly jerked sideways to follow the rider's command anyway. The other human was then screeching something, "Hookfang, Twist left!"
The dragon carrying me roared and twisted to the side, following the other rider's command flawlessly even though the dragon had obviously not even registered the threat. I saw the light brown netting of a dragon capturing net, and the heavy grey weights attached to it, as the net flew inches in front of my head. The dragon in front of me roared again, instantly becoming alert at the sight of danger. The dragon carrying me tightened its grip around me, his head tilted downwards to look at me and make sure I hadn't been injured by the flying net. His gaze only lasted for a moment, before it jerked back up to gaze at the human riding to other dragon. I could tell they were the true dragon pair, that rider and this dragon. But I didn't have the time to think very long about how they seemed so comfortable with each other. I had bigger things to worry about.
As in that huge ship over there that was firing nets to try to catch us.
There you go. Finally I have produced a chapter and posted it. I'm sorry it's so short, but I figured I should go ahead and post this so that I could post something to this story. I hope you enjoyed.