Chrystilla Raeb Ferin
~Fighting the Dwarves~
~Fighting the Dwarves~
Follow the mysterious voice from our minds, they said. It'll be an adventure, they said. We'll be fine, they said. No creature would dare challenge such an intimidating group of dragons! Of course they would. They always do. And now I'm trying to avoid getting a spear shoved through my luscious feathers by the most horrendous looking dwarves I've ever seen.
Right. Then there are the dragons. The oh, so mighty dragons which are supposed to be my protectors. It just so happens that these little worthless beings are too much for them. Just from the start, it seemed the little imps were just going to be a thorn in our side, that with a giant bat of their paws. Soon after, they continued streaming out, more and more of them, like a stream of endless midgets.
It sure didn't take long for most of them to get cornered. However long they tried to put up a fight, every single one of them fell eventually. Oh, and they don't even seem to bother with me. What's up with that! I am so much better than all of those dragons combined. You don't even see phoenixes here... I think.
"Look at me you idiotic hoodlums!" I caw as I swoop down and once again claw at the helmet of a dwarf. My tactic only seems to irritate him slightly, since now he barely lifts his swear into the air to wave me away. The nerve of him! Rage kindles inside of me, and the fire inside itches to be released in a torrent of fury, but I know this well. I'll try to strike with my wing and - Bam! - I'm off balance and slam into the ground.
"Hey! You ignorant scum! Take me on, you won't!" Once again, I dive down, slamming my beak into the helmet, actually denting it slightly. Though a shock of pain shoots through my beak. Probably not the smartest idea. The dwarf looks up at me, a look of pure annoyance on his face. Not even a split second to early, I roll out of the way of his spear once again, him finally yelling something at me.
Pain still reverberates through my beak, and suddenly I don't care anymore. Whatever the heck happens to this dragons doesn't effect me! Not once have they shown any appreciation for my willingness to lighten their adventure. They were blessed to be in my presence, but they treated me as a nuisance. I don't even care now what they did for me or what these stupid disgraces of life do to them.
Some dragons still try to fight off the attackers who still are pouring in, swapping out with other tired dwarves. "I hope all of you die!" I screech, before whirling around midair and speeding away.
~Days Later~
Stupid, stupid, stupid. You are a stupid phoenix. Running from a fight. You could've shown them all up. Proved to them you are more worthy. I want to scream. Thoughts of bitter hatred and regret repeat in my mind, never ceasing. Over and over again, it slowly tortures me. I hate it. I hate myself.
For the past couple hours, I've merely flown over the landscape far away from the caves where they were all caught. I bet they've all died by now. It's your fault. You ran. You think you don't care but you're too stupid to understand. Your only admirers just died in your stupidity. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Enough, I get it! Small droplets of fire form at the edges of my eyes. My tears of the fire of rage continually burning inside me. I get it. There was so much more I could've done. I could've even found help. Gone back. But I didn't.
Gliding aimlessly on the hot air drafts high up in the air, my destination is nowhere. Now I merely wander again, like before the hypogryph. A part of me fears landing, even though I've flown for sixteen hours straight. I'd probably collapse, since I can already feel my wings aching, but then I'd dream. And hate. And torture myself all over again. I must fly on.
As I try to shake the weariness from my eyes, I guess I don't really notice what's in front of me. I didn't think that many other would be flying at this high; most are either way up higher or closer to the ground. Instead, another dragon before me seems to be distracted as well, and I happen to collide with him. But I'm affected much more than he is.
A strangled squawking noise emits from me as I'm forced in hard scales. This behemoth of a creature probably doesn't even notice the precious phoenix he just flew into. Seconds later, I swear I hear a stretch and a snap and a wave of pain flares up in one of my wings. I screech once more, which is probably what gets his attention.
I begin to spiral downwards as a tuck my wing into my side. Frantically, I try to stablize myself with my one good wing, but even that is still tired and sore from the collision. Except that oversized dragon has to go and be the hero. In one motion, he dives down after me and hooks me in his claws, probably breaking several of my ribs in the process.
"You broke my wing!" I screech at him as he lowers me down to the ground. "You evil demon, you broke my magnificent wing and I'm going to die because of your evilness! Shattered it completely!"
"Stop that," he growls sharply. "You'll be fine -- and it's not broken."
I try to scramble to my feet and continue throwing insults at him, but my wing flares up with pain at the slightest movements again. Thus I argue from the ground, "It's completely broken. Your overly dense thick carcass has destroyed my precious bones and I'm going to be a cripple for ever and ever!"
"Stop whining and hold still," he commands. "It's only been sprained."
"No thanks to you!" I snap. "You do you think you are anyway!"
The dragon's laugh is scratchy and it rumbles deep in his throat. "I am Jura. Sunseeker. I'm not sure if my name is as common to a phoenix, however."
My intense fury and rage starts to die, and once more I revert to pity. "If you're just going to end it, do it now."
"Now why would I do that? You still have use for me yet, Chrystilla. I shall leave you to rest for now, but soon I wish to continue forward again. I sense other dragons yet further on."
Before I can protest, or even think anything, Jura lifts up into the sky, leaving me in a surprisingly sheltered cove...? When... I cut the thought off. I haven't slept since before the dwarf incident...
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