Dragonborn Chapter 3: Release the Panic, a dragon booster fanfic

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I'm struggling right now to write stories.

Ch. 3 Release the Panic

The two men were laughing joyously, as if they had won the lottery.

"I can't believe it," one smiles, "that was so easy. Like taking candy from a baby."

The other remarks, "Yeah, Word is going to be so proud of us. We'll be set for life."

Meanwhile...

Beau and Artha were trying to get out of the sack.

Artha states, "Come on Beau, we need to work together."

Beau growls in agreement to what Artha had said. Artha tries to shake around and cause the bag to move a little just when Beau's extends his claws and causes a hole in the bag. Both pull the tattered remains of the bag off of them and Artha smiles down at Beau. "Good job boy."

They feel the carrier turn and Beau and Artha fall on top of one another.

"Ow," Artha states as he rubs his cheek from colliding into Beau's head.

"I guess we still need more work as a team," he comments as Beau nods.

They go back to the opposite side of the carrier, but couldn't open the door.

Artha says annoyed, "It's no use. We can't open the door."

He looks to Beau and Artha could see the same look in Beau's face that he was feeling; so he did the best thing he could do. He starts hitting the door, crying and screaming for help as Beau scratches the door and growls. Both were waiting for a miracle to happen.

During that moment...

Guinevere and Striker lost sight of the two crooks and their carrier.

Guinevere was adamant; she was going to find her son and Beau no matter the cost. "Come on Striker," she states, "we have to find them."

Striker growls in agreement as she sniffs the air, hoping to find a scent trailer of the carrier. She finds something, it is faint; though, but still there. She growls in excitement and Guinevere asks, "You found something girl?"

She nods and she smiles, "Good, follow that scent. It may lead us to the trailer then."

She runs after the scent rapidly. 'Hang in there Beau and Artha,' Guinevere mentally says to herself, 'we're coming. We'll be there soon.'

Back inside the carrier...

Artha was sitting with his back against the wall; face in his knees as he cries some more with Beau laying beside him. Beau places his maw near Artha's cheek and licks him. Artha ignores the lick so Beau does it a few more times and Artha couldn't take it anymore. He looks at Beau and gives him a tense glare which makes Beau back off with his tail between his legs while whimpering sadly.

"Oh Beau," Artha speaks after seeing how he hurt Beau, "I'm sorry."

Artha goes over to Beau slowly, but Beau kept retreating from him. "Beau, I..." Artha closed his mouth as he sees Beau is still scared of him.

"I'm sorry," he said with saddened eyes as he sits back against the wall, "I didn't mean to hurt you."

Beau gradually inches toward Artha and places his head on Artha's lap. Artha looks down and gently pets Beau. "What are we gonna do boy?" he asks Beau. "Beau, do you have any ideas?"

Beau releases a small sad growl and Artha guesses it was a no. After a few seconds, Artha gets an idea and whispers it into Beau's ear. After he finishes, Beau looks up to Artha and happily licks his face.

"I guess that means you in too?" Artha laughs.

Back with the crooks...

"How much longer?" one whines as they venture down a dark alleyway.

"Quit complaining," the other comments, "don't you want to become rich?"

The other nods and he hollers, "Then quit whining!"

He adds, "Besides, we're almost there anyway."

They halt their dragons, both jump off them and go to the carrier. The leader orders the other, "You stay here and be lookout while I grab the bag and then we wait for the dealer."

The other nods as he does his job as lookout. The leader then opens the door and is mag-blasted back as Beau and Artha jump out of the carrier. "Whoa," the stunned leader states as he sits up, "Ow."

He looks at Artha and Beau then screams, "Rob, you idiot! You told me you nabbed the dragon!"

Rob runs in screaming, "I did George! I did. I did nabbed the drag-...oh."

He sees young Artha with the dragon and adds, "Oops."

George goes onto his feet, "Oops? Oops! How did you forget to mention you took a kid too!"

Rob comments, "In my defense, I couldn't see well and we were in a hurry."

George growls, "Just grab them!"

"Uh oh boy," Artha speaks as he jumps onto Beau back, "Beau, run!"

Rob tries to jump on top of them, but Beau out maneuvers him and runs pass him.

George shouts, "You dope!"

He jumps to his feet and runs over to his dragon with Rob in tow.

Artha screams, "Come Beau, run! Run! Keep moving!"

He looks behind them and sees them hot of their tail, "They're coming!"

Beau tries to lose them through the garbage and trash lying around, but it seems that no matter how hard he tried to lose them; they kept chasing after them. Beau took a quick turn and immediately stops as the turn he took was a dead end. Both Artha and Beau look back and see Rob and George entering through the only way out. Beau growls defensively as they approached.

George states calmly, "Kid, how about you hand over that dragon and we can get you some candy in return."

Artha comments, "How about no way."

He jumps off Beau and stands in front of him, "You have to go through me to get Beau."

Both Rob and George laugh with their dragons at Artha's threat.

"That was a good one kid," Rob speaks, "but we need that dragon to have our dreams come true."

George adds, "And no little pest is going to stop us!"

George brings out his dragon and Artha and Beau see the green gear on it. Artha closes his eyes as he waits for the gear to activate, but nothing happens; except a loud roar followed by a woman's voice. "Leave my family alone!"

He and Beau immediately look up and see Artha's mom and Striker there. They jump down and land in front of Artha and Beau. Striker growling at the two dragons while Guinevere extends her staff and prepares to fight them.

She orders them, "You two are going to retreat back to the rat hole you came out of and never bother my family again, got it. Unless, you want to deal with my dragon and myself personally."

Striker roars concurring with her rider.

However, the two men and dragons seem unimpressed by their threats and merely laugh at them.

"Oh, that's a good one girly." George comments, "I haven't had a good laugh in a while."

Rob replies, "All we want is the dragon, missy. That's it."

"Didn't you hear me," Guinevere states seriously, "you're not getting him."

"Why you!" George screams as he charges at them.

Artha screams, "Mom, look out!"

Striker whips her tail at George and he flies into the ground, skidding over to Rob as he sits up and angrily orders. "Chrome!"

His dragon roars as it ready to attack Striker; he fires his mag-blast at her, but she quickly does the same and both are at a stalemate.

Rob adds, "Digger, help him out!"

His dragon nods as he fires his mag-blast along with Chrome's, it was starting to push Striker back and Guinevere bites her lip nervously as she stands before Artha and Beau.

George smiles as he jumps to his feet and nods to Rob, who understands as they run pass the three dragons.

Guinevere starts spinning her staff as she speaks to Artha, "Artha, you take Beau and the two of you get out of here."

Artha shakes his head, "No, I'm not leaving you here alone mom. You need help."

She retorts, "Artha, please go and take Beau and run away from here."

Artha counters, "But what about you mom?"

"I'll be fine," she states as she turns to face him, "now go!"

Artha stands still and Guinevere comments, "I'm your mother and I know what's right for you!"

She charges at the two of them as she pins them to a wall, "Run Artha! Run now! Get out of here!"

Artha starts to tear up as he nods and jumps on Beau. They run away as he screams, "I'll be back as soon as I get some help mom. Don't worry."

She fights them off as hard as she can, but was soon overpowered by their trickery. As Rob was fighting her, George went to his dragon and makes it take aim at her with green trapping gear while Rob's dragon was against Striker. He orders, "Fire!"

Guinevere turns while Rob runs away and sees the net coming straight at her, 'There is not enough time for me to avoid it.'

They knew for certain that there was no way she could escape. Within seconds, she was pinned to the wall, completely defenseless. Rob and George walk over to her as their dragons push Striker down to the ground.

George asks, "Now you can come peacefully with us or not, your choice?"

Rob gestures by punching his fist as George states, "Do we understand one another?"

Striker roars mightily as Guinevere states, "I guess you already know my answer."

She adds as she tries to shimmy out of the wires.

Robs laughs, "You won't be able to get out that easily."

Meanwhile...

Artha and Beau were still on the run, but Artha looks back and shouts. "Beau, stop!"

Beau listens and Artha jumps off him as he comments, "We need to help them."

Beau growls and Artha replies, "Beau, I know my mom told us to run away. But, we've been running around and haven't found a single person."

Beau looks front to the path that lies ahead of them and then back to Artha, knowing Artha might be right about that. But, Beau also knows that the two of them are no match for fully grown adults and dragons.

Artha can sense Beau's hesitation, "Don't worry boy, I got a plan."

He whispers the idea to Beau as Beau closely listens.

Back with Guinevere and Striker...

George paces around Guinevere while Chrome and Digger held down Striker and Rob was being look out.

"Where is the gold dragon?" he asks seriously. However, Guinevere remain silent; only glaring back at him was her response.

"You can make this much more easier on yourself if you just answer my questions," he angrily adds.

But, still she remain with her adamant silence.

"That's it!" George yells as he takes out his energy whip and lashes her; it lands on her shoulder and she looks at the confusing thing. He smiles as he pushes a button and it starts to drain her energy.

She bites her lip so she wouldn't scream from the pain of the device; it felt as if her own life force was being drained away.

George stops whip's absorption by releasing the button and demands, "Tell me where that dragon is!"

She replies sarcastically, "Or what? You going to whip me again. By the way, you need some practice in your bad cop persona."

He sneers as he turns on the whip and starts draining even more energy from her.

He stops and she comments, "Is that the best you got?"

He grunts as he pushes the button and the whip drain more of her energy as Guinevere screams in pain.

He stops after a few minutes and she breaths heavily, "Okay, I've had enough."

"So, you are going to tell us where the dragon is?" Rob asks hopefully.

"As if," she replies.

"Do you have a death wish?" George growls at her.

"You're not man enough to do that," she counters seriously. "If you were, you would've done it by now."

"Oh, that's it!" George screams as he was grabbing his mag-staff. "Just because you're a woman, doesn't mean I won't go easy on you!"

"George, man," Rob comments as he steps in front of him, "listen, I don't think we're going to get anything out of her."

He adds, "We don't have to get so aggressive with her."

"Fine," George replies as he places his staff down and hands the whip over to Rob, "then you go interrogate her."

Rob asks nicely, "Listen here, missy, we just want to know where that little dragon is. So why not help us? If we find that dragon, we'll find the kid too."

He adds, "We're in a pretty nasty neighborhood here and I hate to think what might happened to such a nice kid and a little dragon out there."

Her countenance changes from adamant and unyielding determination to worry as Rob brought up her son.

George begins to smirk as he sees Guinevere's face change, thinking they were going to get the information they needed. But she quickly spats, "My son will be fine! The dragon and him will be safe away from people like you!"

George pulls another energy whip and struck her and she flinches at the force of impact, but still remains unswayed as she looks at them disregarding the notice that her energy was being drain again.

Rob asks as he prepares to turn on the draining effect on the whip, "I'll ask you again: Where is the gold dragon?"

Guinevere yells at them both, "I'll never tell you! I'll never tell you where the gold dragon is. You can keep draining my energy all night long, and I still won't tell you. If I die, at least they'll be safe by then!"

They were dumbstruck be the conviction in her voice; she was ready to give her own life for the dragon and her son. George looks closely at her eyes and saw no uncertainty present in her gaze.

"Do you think she's bluffing?" Rob asks as he faces George. "Well, do you think she means it?"

George remains adamant and turns to Rob, "Rob, grab Digger and Chrome. We're taking both her and her dragon."

He nods as he listens to George's orders.

"Not so fast!" they hear a kid's voice scream and turn to see Artha and Beau again as they were on a dumpster.

"Artha! Artha, what are you doing!" Guinevere's yells as she tries to thrash out of the bindings around her.

Artha replies as he points to his mother, "Saving you!"

George orders Rob to nab the kid and the dragon as he tries moving Guinevere and Striker into the carrier.

Rob nods as he goes after the kid. "Hey, little boy, don't you think you're too young to play dragon racer?"

"I'm here to save my mom!" Artha yells.

He hops onto Beau's back and orders, "Go!"

They jump off the dumpster and Rob tries to grab his green trapping gear remote; however, Beau was already over the dragon and delivers a hard kick to his face. All three of them went to the ground with Rob, hitting his back against the dirt and creating a massive dust cloud. It was clear that Rob was unconscious from the hit and his dragon runs around confused without its rider; decides to hit an old gas drum with its tail.

Beau and Artha face George as he mutters, "Useless fool."

He brings out his staff at them, "I'm gonna take your dragon and there is nothing you can do to stop me."

Artha screams seriously, "I liked to see you try!"

Beau and Artha charge in for a low sweep attack with Beau's tail, but it was blocked by George's staff and he pushes them back as they avoid George's whip. Beau and Artha go to the other side and try to attack him again. Beau and Artha jump onto his dragon and attack George, but George also manages to deflect the attack. He attacks wildly and aggressively by swinging his staff around at them. But Beau dodges three strikes and then moves forward for the attack and head butts him straight in the face. The attack sends him falling back and off his dragon.

Artha runs to Guinevere as Beau growls at the downed George.

"Mom," Artha smiles as he tries to pull off the rope encasing his mom's body.

Guinevere comments, "Artha, forget about me. You shouldn't have came back here."

"No mom," Artha protests as he struggles to break the rope.

"Hey kid," Artha turns and was shocked seeing Beau being grabbed by his neck by Rob, "thanks for making our job all the easier."

George grabs Artha by the back of his shirt, "Hey, let me go! Let me go!"

George barks, "You're so lucky you're a little kid! I would've hurt you a lot more than this!"

He tosses him onto the floor as he hits his head against the wall.

"ARTHA!" Guinevere yells as she runs over to her son and looks back to them, "What did you do to him!"

Then she sways until collapses into the wall.

George comments, "Rob, grab them. They know us and seen our faces, we can't have any loose ends."

She forces herself to stand and protests with protecting Artha, "You're not going to lay a finger on him."

"You're not in any position to make threats, so stay quiet!" George snaps as he fires another trap at her. Rob and the dragons were astonished as she was knocked back against the wall.

"Hey!" a voice screams as a dragon headbutts into Chrome and Digger as the person tackles down both George and Rob and the person catches Beau safely. The person sets Beau down as he rushes over to Artha and nudges him while whining.

Connor pulls out his staff and puts his weight on top of both Rob and George as he threatens them, "Come near my family again and I swear, the end result will be different next time around."

Connor was busy with the two of them; he shouts. "Snow, help Guinevere and Artha."

The dragon nods as he mags them other to himself. Beau runs over to Striker and starts biting on the ropes constricting her, until the ropes break. Striker slowly stands as she walks over to Snow with Beau by her side. Connor smiles as he turns and gives Rob and George an angry glare. He gets off them and orders them, "Leave now."

Rob slowly stands up and orders his dragon to attack them. Connor deflects the mag-blast of Rob's dragon; however, the blast hits the gas drum and BOOM!

The explosion sent them flying in different directions. Connor woke up with Artha in his arms, still unconscious.

Connor looks around the small alleyway, fire blazing around them and he immediately looks for the two men and their dragons; however, they were already gone.

Then he looks around and notices someone isn't here with them, "Guinevere?! Guinevere!"

He hears a small cry and turns around, seeing Snow carrying Beau by the neck.

Connor orders, "Snow! Mag Artha and I!"

Snow nods as he sends an electrical beam at Connor as he pulls Connor towards him and onto his back.

They go through a destroyed building and Connor looks around for Guinevere, but sees nothing. Not even Striker; then it comes to him.

He orders, "Snow, look after Beau and Artha while I find Striker and Guinevere."

Connor runs back into the fire, his weak eyes flinching from the burning hot flames while he was choking on the smell of thick smoke. He kept looking and searching for Guinevere.

"Guinevere! Striker! Where are you! Guinevere! Striker!" he screamed from the top of his lungs

He hears a pained growl and looks around for the origin of the sound, but smoke and burning metal and debris were in his way. "Striker! Striker, where are you!"

"Striker!" was all Connor said as he hears a low metal groaning sound. Before he could do anything, he was pushed out of the way just in time as the giant piece of metal fell. Then, he realized what had just happened and ran to the spot where he was pushed. He sees Striker collapsed beside the metal piece, but not injured.

"Striker," he softly speaks as he rushes to her, "Striker, you're going to be okay."

She mewls softly as she forces herself to stand and mags Guinevere's unconscious body to them. Striker softly places it on the ground and then Connor quickly tears off the rope that was around her and tries to help her wake up. Tears form in his eyes as he sees his dear wife, laying there almost like she was...

"No," he said as he lifted her body and rested it on his chest. "Guinevere! Guinevere, speak to me please!" he yelled with tears streaming down his face.

He drops his head to her mouth and quickly speaks, "She's barely breathing."

He looks to Striker, "Striker, I know you're hurt. But please help me save her."

Striker nods as Connor carries Guinevere's body onto her backside and they rode out quickly through the fiery alleyway.

Once they get out of the burning alleyway, Connor commands Snow. "Snow, follow Striker. We need to get to the nearest hospital."

Snow nods as he looks at Striker, panting away but still ready to help. So they run off together to locate the nearest hospital.

Minutes later...

They manage to find a hospital and have Guinevere in the ICU, Connor was looking at her through the window with a grimace that spelled pure dread.

The doctor walks out of her room and Connor asks, "Is she okay?"

The doctor states, "For the time being, yes. But..."

"But what?" Connor asks, dread in his tone of voice.

"She suffered some major bleeding and we're doing everything we can in our power to stop it, but it doesn't look good. She might not make it pass the night," the doctor sadly admits.

"What?" Connor asks in disbelief.

"You may speak with her," the doctor added as he places a hand on Connor's shoulder and walks away.

Connor quickly goes into the room as he tries to not be so heartbroken inside.

"Hey," Guinevere weakly speaks to her husband.

"Hey Guinevere," he speaks sadly, "how you feeling?"

She jokes, "Like a million dracles."

He comments with a light sad laugh, "You still have it in you."

She smiles, "Of course, that is why you married me. You loved that about me."

He nods, "Uh huh."

Her smile fades, "I'm not going to make it am I?"

Connor doesn't respond and she can read his face that it's true.

"I need to see Artha," she begs him. "Connor let me see him one more time."

He nods as he walks out of the room.

Few minutes later...

"Mommy!" Artha happily screams as he runs into the room. "Mommy, I can't wait for you to come back home."

"Artha," he turns to face his dad, "Mommy has something she'd liked to tell you."

Artha goes back to his mom, "What is it mom?"

Guinevere smiles, "I need you to be a big strong boy for your little brother, okay?"

Artha looks at Guinevere's face, as tears start to form on her eyes.

"What are you talking about," Artha speaks as he feels tries prickling his eyes. "You're coming home with us."

Guinevere rubs Artha's face, "Oh my boy..."

Artha speaks bordering on crying, voice cracks, "Uh huh, yes what is it?"

"Take care of Lance and your father," she adds.

He sniffs, "I know, but everything's gonna be fine OK, okay?"

"Of course is it, baby." She forced a smile. "But I want you to know a secret."

She wipes away a stray tear from Artha's face, "Every person has a unique gift or talent that they are meant to share with the world. That is why you are on this planet…because you have something to offer that makes everyone better. Let your light shine today and everyday. Because without your light, the world would be dark. Remember what your father has always told you."

Artha nods, "Re-release the dragon."

She smiles, "That's it. Good."

"Be strong, Mom. I know you could do it," he said, shaking with fear.

"We can't always live forever…"

"Don't say that!" he cried.

"Artha, listen to me!"

"No! I won't!"

"Artha, please!" she begs him as he looks at her.

"But…" he stops as he sees that look from his mom.

"Listen to me. All my years, I've been wanting to see my young children grow and now here you are… I know you'll be special. I can feel it. "

"Please don't go…" he begged.

"Remember what I told you all right, I want you to take care of our family," she began her instructions.

"But…I…I…," he stuttered.

"Cause the time will come when I will leave…"

"No!" he shakes his head as he cries out, "You're not going anywhere! You're staying here with us!"

"My time is now, Artha, and maybe one day we will see each other again." She kisses his forehead, almost as guaranteeing her promise to him.

"Mom, please… I love you!" He cries out.

"I love you too…" were her last words as she laid.

"Mom, Mom! MOM!" Artha screams as Connor embraces him in a hug and the doctor's come into the room, trying to save her.

Artha extended a shaky hand at his mom, but retracted it. The scene kept running and rewinding in his head. He couldn't take it anymore; he felt like puking just by the thought of it. From what he saw was his mother dead because she was protecting him and Beau. He tried over and over again, but it didn't make sense to him. 'How could the dragons have failed at protecting her? Why didn't she survive?'

He grabs his father's sleeve and pushes his face into it and screams as loud as he could. Tears after tears flooding as Connor tries to calm him down, but try as he may, it wasn't possible. He started kicking and hitting his father in his tantrum as he kept crying.

"Artha, Artha! It's okay," Connor cries as he tries to calm his son, "It's okay. As long as I'm here, you have nothing to worry about."

Artha looks down and sees the huge wet mark he made on his father's clothes and then up to see that same pained expression on his father's face that he was feeling. He runs out of the room and continues crying in a corner as he hugs his knees. For now, he was thinking back at all the good times he spent with his mother, all the conversations, everything. He couldn't believe his whole life will drastically change. What was going to happen next? Everything was so wrong at the wrong time. But, why right now? All he knew was he hated dragons now and forever. He'll never trust a dragon again.

Meanwhile...

"YOU INCOMPETENT FOOLS!" Word Paynn yells at Rob and George as he slams his fists onto the desk, sending the various objects atop it littering across its surface.

"I asked you to do one thing for me! One simple thing! And can you do that? You are a disgrace! Get out of my sight!"

"But Lord Paynn, the dragon was –" Rob begins, but Word cut him off as he yells."GET OUT!"

George protests, "What about the deal?!"

"The deal was you were going to deliver me the dragon," Word sneers, "do I have it. NO!"

"NOW GET OUT!" he yells once more as he snatches a vase from his desk and hurls it towards them. Both Rob and George duck in time to avoid being hit and losing their heads and then they flee from Word's angry-lusted wrath.

The two men were laughing joyously, as if they had won the lottery.

"I can't believe it," one smiles, "that was easy. Like taking candy from a baby."

The other remarks, "Yeah, Word is going to be so proud of us. We'll be set for life."

Meanwhile...

Beau and Artha were trying to get out of the sack.

Artha states, "Come on Beau, we need to work together."

They feel the carrier turn and Beau and Artha fall on top of one another.

"Ow," Artha states as he rubs his cheek from colliding into Beau's head.

"I guess we still need more work as a team," he comments as Beau nods.

They go back to the opposite side of the carrier, but couldn't open the door.

Artha says annoyed, "It's no use. We can't open the door."

During that moment...

Guinevere and Striker lost sight of the two crooks and their carrier.

Guinevere was adamant; she was going to find her son and Beau no matter the cost. "Come on Striker," she states, "we have to find them."

He nods and she smiles, "Good, follow that scent trailer then."

'Hang in there Beau and Artha,' Guinevere mentally says to herself, 'we're coming. We'll be there soon.'

Back inside the carrier...

"Oh Beau," Artha speaks after seeing how he hurt Beau, "I'm sorry."

Artha goes over to Beau slowly, but Beau kept retreating from him. "Beau, I..." Artha closed his mouth as he sees Beau is still scared of him. "I'm sorry."

Beau gradually inches toward Artha and places his head on Artha's lap. Artha looks down and gently pets Beau. "What are we gonna do?" he asks Beau. "Beau, do you have any idea?"

Beau releases a small sad growl and Artha guesses it was a no. Artha gets an idea and whispers it into Beau's ear. After he finishes, Beau looks up to Artha and happily licks his face.

"I guess that means you in too?" Artha laughs.

Back with the crooks...

"How much longer?" one whines as they venture down a dark alleyway.

"Quit complaining," the other comments, "don't you want to become rich?"

The other nods and he orders, "Then quit whining!"

He adds, "Besides, we're almost there anyway."

They halt their dragons, both jump off them and go to the carrier. The leader orders the other, "You stay here and be lookout while I grab the bag and then we wait for the dealer."

The other nods as he does his job as lookout. The leader then opens the door and is mag-blasted back as Beau and Artha jump out of the carrier. "Whoa," the stunned leader states as he sits up, "Ow."

He looks at Artha and Beau then screams, "Rob, you idiot! You told me you nabbed the dragon!"

Rob runs in screaming, "I did George! I did. I did nabbed the...oh."

He sees young Artha with the dragon and adds, "Oops."

George goes onto his feet, "Oops? Oops! How did you forget to mention you took a kid too!"

Rob comments, "In my defense, I couldn't see well and we were in a hurry."

George growls, "Just grab them!"

"Uh oh boy," Artha speaks as he jumps onto Beau back, "Beau, run!"

Rob tries to jump on top of them, but Beau out maneuvers him and runs pass him.

George shouts, "You dope!"

He jumps to his feet and runs over to his dragon with Rob in tow.

Artha screams, "Come Beau, run! Run! Keep moving!"

He looks behind them and sees them hot of their tail, "They're coming!"

George states calmly, "Kid, how about you hand over that dragon and we can get you some candy in return."

Artha comments, "How about no."

He jumps off Beau and stands in front of him, "You have to go through me to get Beau."

Both Rob and George laugh with their dragons at Artha's threat.

"That was a good laugh kid," Rob speaks, "but we need that dragon to have our dreams come true."

George adds, "And no little pest is going to stop us!"

He and Beau immediately look up and see Artha's mom and Striker there. They jump down and land in front of Artha and Beau. Striker growling at the two dragons while Guinevere extends her staff.

She orders them, "You two are going to retreat back to the rat hole you came out of and never bother my family again, got it. Unless, you want to deal with my dragon and myself personally."

Striker roars concurring with her rider.

However, the two men and dragons seem unimpressed by their threats and merely laugh at them.

"Oh, that's a good one girly." George comments, "I haven't had a good laugh in a while."

Rob replies, "All we want is the dragon, missy. That's it."

"Didn't you hear me," Guinevere states seriously, "you're not getting him."

"Why you!" George screams as he charges at them.

Artha screams, "Mom look out!"

Striker whips her tail at George and he flies into the ground, skidding over to Rob as he sits up and angrily orders. "Chrome!"

His dragon roars as it ready to attack Striker; he fires his mag-blast at her, but she quickly does the same and both are at a stalemate.

Rob adds, "Digger, help him out!"

His dragon nods as he fires his mag-blast along with Chrome's, it was starting to push Striker back and Guinevere bites her lip nervously as she stands before Artha and Beau.

George smiles as she jumps to his feet and nods to Rob, who understands as they run pass the three dragons.

Guinevere starts spinning her staff as she speaks to Artha, "Artha, you take Beau and the two of you get out of here."

Artha shakes his head, "No, I'm not leaving you here alone mom. You need help."

She retorts, "Artha, please go and take Beau and run away from here."

Artha counters, "But what about you mom?"

"I'll be fine," she states as she turns to face him, "now go!"

Artha stands still and Guinevere comments, "I'm your mother and I know what's right for you!"

She charges at the two of them as she pins them to a wall, "Run Artha!"

Artha starts to tear up as he nods and jumps on Beau. They run away as he screams, "I'll be back as soon as I get some help mom. Don't worry."

Guinevere turns while Rob runs away and sees the net coming straight at her, 'There is not enough time for me to avoid it.'

George asks, "Now you can come peacefully with us or not, your choice?"

Rob gestures by punching his fist as George states, "Do we understand one another?"

Striker roars mightily as Guinevere states, "I guess you already know my answer."

She adds as she tries to shimmy out of the wires.

Robs laughs, "You won't be able to get out that easily."

Meanwhile...

Artha and Beau were still on the run, but Artha looks back and shouts. "Beau, stop!"

Beau listens and Artha jumps off him as he comments, "We need to help them."

Beau growls and Artha replies, "Beau, I know my mom told us to run away. But, we've been running around and haven't found a single person."

Beau looks front to the path that lies ahead of them and then back to Artha, knowing Artha might be right that. But, Beau also knows that the two of them are no match for fully grown adults and dragons.