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Everything was a blur, Jessah ran over to the dragons, who had huddled protectively over Aegis. He was fine for now, "We have to get out of here now!" She hushed, pushing the dragons away from the camp desperately, their heavy bodies unmoving. Bucky snapped out of it and growled lowly, forcing his children to run. "Now!" His voice was low, They were in danger. The bamboo rustled around them, the camp behind them awakening in a rage.
"Just past the thicket! Dragonsss!"
"Monstersss!"
The triad of dragons moved quickly, the bamboo circling them relentlessly, where was the end? Bucky led the pack, Angelo and Aegis trailing behind him with Jessah riding on his back. "Where are we running to?!" The golden mirror shouted, but got no reply. There were shadows flicking past them, slithering and hissing. One leaps out and stood his ground before Bucky, the wolf quickly coming to a halt, skidding along the ground. His hackles raised, he bared his fangs and snapped at the Guard. He was hardier than the other, poising his spear defensively, aimed perfectly at the Mirrors skull. Bucky lowered his body to the ground and snapped, "Go back!" To the others. There was a moment of uncertainty.
There was a delay, but Aegis quickly turned tail and ran, taking Jessah and his brother with him. Angelo grasped the egg in one claw as he ran , noticing all the shadows in the bamboo. They were coming! Where could they go? Back through the camp?
"Through the camp!" Jessah said, almost as if she had read his mind. They continued to run, Aegis scanning the area. So many red bodies could be seen with his heat sight, it was hopeless to run but they had to try. They ran and reached the lip of the camp, where they were met with a line of soldiers, swords and spears, pikes and shields. They formed a wall that sealed the dragons in the bamboo path. Both dragons stopped in their tracks and backed into each other. It was now a fight.
Jessah remained on the mirrors back, voices could be heard within the camp "Jessah is with them! She's a traitor!"
"What if she's a hostage?"
"She's not even trying to get away!"
Aegis's red eyes flashed for a moment, standing in front of Angelo. He had recoiled in fear, motionless. His fur clumped together from the sweat he was producing. The mirror noticed this, and looked back at the soldiers. They couldn't fight them. It was meaningless bloodshed. He knew what he had to do.
The golden dragon lowered his skull and hos body towards the ground in a submissive manner, hissing at his brother to mimic him. Slowly, he did so. Both dragons were laid on the ground, submitting to the Serthis. "Please, can't you see they've submitted!" Jessah called out, sliding off Aegis' back. She slithered closer, but was met with a spear. "You've been reasoned for treassson.." The guard hissed. "Guards, Seize them!"
The dragons were pinned down with many hands and tied up with thick rope, their wings pinned to their bodies and muzzles placed around their jaws. They did not put up a fight. Behind them, they could hear Bucky fighting hard, his howls and snarls, the serthis cries and shouts.
Bucky please....Just give in.
As the party were taken away, he heard a loud thump behind him. He feared the worst.
There was a sudden pain in his head as his vision began to swirl and blur, his body suddenly becoming very heavy and all his senses dulled. Aegis doubled over and dry heaved but was yanked and carried along to the center of camp. The last thing he saw was a smallish cage made from bamboo, but it seemed to have been reinforced with something he was unfamiliar with. Some sort of scales it seemed. That was the last he remembered before he blacked out.
When he woke up, he was still restrained and muzzled, but was able to move around. He was now inside the scaled bamboo prison, in the center of town. His solar blades had been confiscated, along with Bucky's wolf pelt and hat. Angelo had been stripped of his necklaces and precious goggles - along with the dragon egg.
Scanning the camp, he found the egg in a tent behind them, but he could not overhear anyone inside. At least it was still alive. He could not see Jessah, but at least his family were nearby - albeit in their own cages. It was really off putting seeing Bucky without his pelt. The camp around them carried on as if they were not there, some serthis children approached curiously, but were quickly ushered away by panicked parents.
The camp smelt of meat, a large open fire pit sat before them, the smoke sometimes choking them when the wind shifted. It was a communal camp, families would come along and cook their meals before retreating back into their tents, or sat around it and told stories. It was like their own pack. He looked over to his father, who was still unconscious, laying on his side. he appeared to have been more severely hurt and shackled, presumably because he is the most dangerous of the lot.
What were they going to do to them?
There was another cage, just behind Bucky. It was smaller, but there was something moving in it. A glimpse of green, a shine of blue. There was another dragon there. He strained to see but it made no progress, and instead he lay back down and rested. He inspected the cage, it was indeed lined with scales, thick black scales that were sharp to touch, but they were not of Serthis.
Two guards slithered up to them, inspecting their cages and bickering to one another in their native tongue. They approached each cage and tapped on it with their sticks, jeering at Angelo. He whined and turned away from them, rolling into a sort of ball shape as he tried to go back to sleep. The guards moved onto Bucky and hissed lowly, holding out a bandaged arm and spitting into the mirror's cage. He must've fought Bucky...
They moved onto the small cage behind Bucky and actually picked it up, it would be no bigger than a typical bird cage, and inside was the strangest dragon he had ever seen.
It shone like diamonds and had the smallest paws, like a mouse. Its eyes were large like an owl and was covered in a fine instricate design of stokes and lines. She wailed from within her cage as it was shook by the guards, her little body trembling as she held onto the scale lined bamboo. They whispered something to her and she cried out in response, closing her eyes tightly. there was a trickle of a tear that ran down her crystalline body, little whimpers fading as she was carried away to the tent behind them. Aegis watched intently, his brotherly temperament tugging at him to help the infant. She must have been here before they showed up.
The mirror could only watch from his cage as the events before him unfolded.
They guards produced a set of scrolls, tightly bound in leather, and talking to what he presumed was the leader around here. He nodded and inspected the child, resting his hands on the lightning egg they had rescued. He spoke sternly to the guards and gave them the scrolls, and soon they were out of the tent again, with the young dragon in tow. The guards passed Aegis' cage, the young dragon's eyes wide as she pleaded to the mirror. "Stop!" she wailed, but the guards did not care. The placed the cage heavily on the ground and rung a bell. They dragged their spears along the cages, walking along side it so the pole would slap against each beam, noisily stirring the other two dragons awake. "You got to see this, dragons." He spoke lowly, in rather poor draconic.
Some townsfolk gathered around to watch the spectacle as the young crystalline dragon was in the center, raised onto a pedestal for all to see - specifically them. Bucky watched, the chains around his neck and muzzle clacking noisily against each other. Angelo sat up to watch too, What were they doing?
One of the guards produced a scroll from the leather bindings, the crowd clapped eagerly. He held it up and showed it around, treating this like some kind of magic show. The youth had grown silent, no doubt succumbing to her fate. The other serthis took the scroll and read it out, it was clear draconic. This was dragon artefact! How could they have something like that?
The words spoken and then the parchment was placed onto the captive's head, a bright light shone and the crowd shielded their eyes. The lustre of the dragon's scales faded to a dull green colour, all crystalline gone. The crowd clapped, clearly pleased with these results.
She whimpered and inspected her dull body, pulling at the downy fur she had. It was no longer beautiful like her mothers. The tears started up again and the guards pulled out another scroll.
"Monsters! You treasure beauty, and yet, we can reduce you to nothing!" He declared, reading out another scroll and placing it onto the chick. She cried out, not from pain but rather pride-hurt. Her wings faded slowly, her wings that looked like the sky now fulled like an old blade. She was heartbroken.
All that remained now was the fine, intricate details that lined her body. Fine swirls of smoke, wafting like incense. Aegis jumped up, "Stop it! You can't just toy with her DNA like that!" He growled, he was met with a smile from the guards, ignoring him completely. He looked at his own body, the stripes and triangular spots he had developed, he earned. His own lustrous wings, they shone in the sun like his personality. If it could be taken away so easily...
The final scroll was applied and the crowd erupted into cheer and applause, praising the guards. They held up the cage with the blank dragon within once more before they returned her next to Bucky. They hissed, "You don't do what we say, and we do that to you. That's not even that bad, we could easily kill you here but...You dragons treasure beauty and looks upon all else - don't you?"
Faint sobbing could be heard behind Bucky, who had already turned around as far as he could, trying to comfort the infant. He could not speak but his crests flattened against his head, his deep brown eyes stared at the cyans of the youth. Cyan like his partner. Pain shook at Bucky as Noir flooded his mind, his frail form back at the Tarn. They needed to get to Jessah's mentor, he could be dying - he could be dead! Being stuck here, captive, they could do nothing. Rendered useless, failed. The youth sniffled and stared up at the large mirror, "You're hurting mister." her voice was tiny and sweet, like flower dew. She could see that Bucky was hurting inside, regardless of her stripping. A little paw reached out of her cage and patted Bucky's muzzle, through the metal bindings.
Everything was a blur, Jessah ran over to the dragons, who had huddled protectively over Aegis. He was fine for now, "We have to get out of here now!" She hushed, pushing the dragons away from the camp desperately, their heavy bodies unmoving. Bucky snapped out of it and growled lowly, forcing his children to run. "Now!" His voice was low, They were in danger. The bamboo rustled around them, the camp behind them awakening in a rage.
"Just past the thicket! Dragonsss!"
"Monstersss!"
The triad of dragons moved quickly, the bamboo circling them relentlessly, where was the end? Bucky led the pack, Angelo and Aegis trailing behind him with Jessah riding on his back. "Where are we running to?!" The golden mirror shouted, but got no reply. There were shadows flicking past them, slithering and hissing. One leaps out and stood his ground before Bucky, the wolf quickly coming to a halt, skidding along the ground. His hackles raised, he bared his fangs and snapped at the Guard. He was hardier than the other, poising his spear defensively, aimed perfectly at the Mirrors skull. Bucky lowered his body to the ground and snapped, "Go back!" To the others. There was a moment of uncertainty.
There was a delay, but Aegis quickly turned tail and ran, taking Jessah and his brother with him. Angelo grasped the egg in one claw as he ran , noticing all the shadows in the bamboo. They were coming! Where could they go? Back through the camp?
"Through the camp!" Jessah said, almost as if she had read his mind. They continued to run, Aegis scanning the area. So many red bodies could be seen with his heat sight, it was hopeless to run but they had to try. They ran and reached the lip of the camp, where they were met with a line of soldiers, swords and spears, pikes and shields. They formed a wall that sealed the dragons in the bamboo path. Both dragons stopped in their tracks and backed into each other. It was now a fight.
Jessah remained on the mirrors back, voices could be heard within the camp "Jessah is with them! She's a traitor!"
"What if she's a hostage?"
"She's not even trying to get away!"
Aegis's red eyes flashed for a moment, standing in front of Angelo. He had recoiled in fear, motionless. His fur clumped together from the sweat he was producing. The mirror noticed this, and looked back at the soldiers. They couldn't fight them. It was meaningless bloodshed. He knew what he had to do.
The golden dragon lowered his skull and hos body towards the ground in a submissive manner, hissing at his brother to mimic him. Slowly, he did so. Both dragons were laid on the ground, submitting to the Serthis. "Please, can't you see they've submitted!" Jessah called out, sliding off Aegis' back. She slithered closer, but was met with a spear. "You've been reasoned for treassson.." The guard hissed. "Guards, Seize them!"
The dragons were pinned down with many hands and tied up with thick rope, their wings pinned to their bodies and muzzles placed around their jaws. They did not put up a fight. Behind them, they could hear Bucky fighting hard, his howls and snarls, the serthis cries and shouts.
Bucky please....Just give in.
As the party were taken away, he heard a loud thump behind him. He feared the worst.
There was a sudden pain in his head as his vision began to swirl and blur, his body suddenly becoming very heavy and all his senses dulled. Aegis doubled over and dry heaved but was yanked and carried along to the center of camp. The last thing he saw was a smallish cage made from bamboo, but it seemed to have been reinforced with something he was unfamiliar with. Some sort of scales it seemed. That was the last he remembered before he blacked out.
When he woke up, he was still restrained and muzzled, but was able to move around. He was now inside the scaled bamboo prison, in the center of town. His solar blades had been confiscated, along with Bucky's wolf pelt and hat. Angelo had been stripped of his necklaces and precious goggles - along with the dragon egg.
Scanning the camp, he found the egg in a tent behind them, but he could not overhear anyone inside. At least it was still alive. He could not see Jessah, but at least his family were nearby - albeit in their own cages. It was really off putting seeing Bucky without his pelt. The camp around them carried on as if they were not there, some serthis children approached curiously, but were quickly ushered away by panicked parents.
The camp smelt of meat, a large open fire pit sat before them, the smoke sometimes choking them when the wind shifted. It was a communal camp, families would come along and cook their meals before retreating back into their tents, or sat around it and told stories. It was like their own pack. He looked over to his father, who was still unconscious, laying on his side. he appeared to have been more severely hurt and shackled, presumably because he is the most dangerous of the lot.
What were they going to do to them?
There was another cage, just behind Bucky. It was smaller, but there was something moving in it. A glimpse of green, a shine of blue. There was another dragon there. He strained to see but it made no progress, and instead he lay back down and rested. He inspected the cage, it was indeed lined with scales, thick black scales that were sharp to touch, but they were not of Serthis.
Two guards slithered up to them, inspecting their cages and bickering to one another in their native tongue. They approached each cage and tapped on it with their sticks, jeering at Angelo. He whined and turned away from them, rolling into a sort of ball shape as he tried to go back to sleep. The guards moved onto Bucky and hissed lowly, holding out a bandaged arm and spitting into the mirror's cage. He must've fought Bucky...
They moved onto the small cage behind Bucky and actually picked it up, it would be no bigger than a typical bird cage, and inside was the strangest dragon he had ever seen.
It shone like diamonds and had the smallest paws, like a mouse. Its eyes were large like an owl and was covered in a fine instricate design of stokes and lines. She wailed from within her cage as it was shook by the guards, her little body trembling as she held onto the scale lined bamboo. They whispered something to her and she cried out in response, closing her eyes tightly. there was a trickle of a tear that ran down her crystalline body, little whimpers fading as she was carried away to the tent behind them. Aegis watched intently, his brotherly temperament tugging at him to help the infant. She must have been here before they showed up.
The mirror could only watch from his cage as the events before him unfolded.
They guards produced a set of scrolls, tightly bound in leather, and talking to what he presumed was the leader around here. He nodded and inspected the child, resting his hands on the lightning egg they had rescued. He spoke sternly to the guards and gave them the scrolls, and soon they were out of the tent again, with the young dragon in tow. The guards passed Aegis' cage, the young dragon's eyes wide as she pleaded to the mirror. "Stop!" she wailed, but the guards did not care. The placed the cage heavily on the ground and rung a bell. They dragged their spears along the cages, walking along side it so the pole would slap against each beam, noisily stirring the other two dragons awake. "You got to see this, dragons." He spoke lowly, in rather poor draconic.
Some townsfolk gathered around to watch the spectacle as the young crystalline dragon was in the center, raised onto a pedestal for all to see - specifically them. Bucky watched, the chains around his neck and muzzle clacking noisily against each other. Angelo sat up to watch too, What were they doing?
One of the guards produced a scroll from the leather bindings, the crowd clapped eagerly. He held it up and showed it around, treating this like some kind of magic show. The youth had grown silent, no doubt succumbing to her fate. The other serthis took the scroll and read it out, it was clear draconic. This was dragon artefact! How could they have something like that?
The words spoken and then the parchment was placed onto the captive's head, a bright light shone and the crowd shielded their eyes. The lustre of the dragon's scales faded to a dull green colour, all crystalline gone. The crowd clapped, clearly pleased with these results.
She whimpered and inspected her dull body, pulling at the downy fur she had. It was no longer beautiful like her mothers. The tears started up again and the guards pulled out another scroll.
"Monsters! You treasure beauty, and yet, we can reduce you to nothing!" He declared, reading out another scroll and placing it onto the chick. She cried out, not from pain but rather pride-hurt. Her wings faded slowly, her wings that looked like the sky now fulled like an old blade. She was heartbroken.
All that remained now was the fine, intricate details that lined her body. Fine swirls of smoke, wafting like incense. Aegis jumped up, "Stop it! You can't just toy with her DNA like that!" He growled, he was met with a smile from the guards, ignoring him completely. He looked at his own body, the stripes and triangular spots he had developed, he earned. His own lustrous wings, they shone in the sun like his personality. If it could be taken away so easily...
The final scroll was applied and the crowd erupted into cheer and applause, praising the guards. They held up the cage with the blank dragon within once more before they returned her next to Bucky. They hissed, "You don't do what we say, and we do that to you. That's not even that bad, we could easily kill you here but...You dragons treasure beauty and looks upon all else - don't you?"
Faint sobbing could be heard behind Bucky, who had already turned around as far as he could, trying to comfort the infant. He could not speak but his crests flattened against his head, his deep brown eyes stared at the cyans of the youth. Cyan like his partner. Pain shook at Bucky as Noir flooded his mind, his frail form back at the Tarn. They needed to get to Jessah's mentor, he could be dying - he could be dead! Being stuck here, captive, they could do nothing. Rendered useless, failed. The youth sniffled and stared up at the large mirror, "You're hurting mister." her voice was tiny and sweet, like flower dew. She could see that Bucky was hurting inside, regardless of her stripping. A little paw reached out of her cage and patted Bucky's muzzle, through the metal bindings.
