Dragon of Legend; Deception (BK3)

This is the third installment of the 'Dragon of Legend' series, following on from 'A New Era'.

Dragon of Legend: Deception

Chapter 1 "Beginning"

Rain dripped down her fingers, passing along them and down onto her sword, flowing across its sharp blade. Akira stood, legs apart, as she stared at the two people kneeling some way in front of her, their hands bound behind their backs, their faces both filled with different expressions of fear, disbelief and horror. 

The drops of rain that fell into Akira's eyes didn't seem to bother her and she did not even blink once. It was when one looked closer at her eyes that the realization that something was not quite right would hit. There was something off about their normal blue color, something different. 

"Kill them!" the command was spoken with a tone of authority, a tone of satisfaction, of glee and of delight. Delight not at the command itself, but at the knowledge that it would be followed. 

Without the slightest hesitation Akira began to walk forward, adjusting her grip on her sword so that she would be able to send the killing blow with the slightest flick of her wrist. Her steps were full of purpose, of confidence, as she approached the two people before her, both of them watching her with disbelief in their eyes. 

"Akira, please," one of them whispered. 

Akira didn't even blink as she continued on her path. A few meters before them she lifted her blade, pointing it at the first one. The green eyes that stared at her pleadingly had no effect and Akira's face remained expressionless, not even a hint of pity in her eyes. As she didn't break her step the smaller of the two figures turned her head to face the other beside her. 

"This isn't how I saw it end, Dominique," she whispered, her eyes filled with grief. 

Dominique stared back at her. "It'll be okay Gina, It'll be just fine," and yet, even as he spoke, he had the sinking feeling that it would not be okay. 

Slowly he turned his head back to look at the approaching figure of Akira. His eyes widened as she reached Gina and then suddenly thrust her blade forward. As the blade slashed through the air Gina kept her eyes on Dominique, a small brave smile on her lips. 

In the background, stood a great white dragon, watching, sadness in his eyes. And yet he stood, not moving to do a thing, not trying to stop his rider. 

"Akira," he thought sadly. And yet he knew, no matter what he said, Akira would not listen to him. For the Akira he knew, was no longer here.

One month before. 

Five hundred years in the future;

His breath came in rugged gasps as he ran, his heart pounding and his lungs gasping for air. The footsteps behind him drew closer and the swishing sound above of dragons did not cease. They had him. One mistake and it would be all over. Dodging past a tree he continued on, determination moving his legs. 

He was almost there, he knew it, and if everything had gone to plan his dragon would be waiting for him, ready to go. His hand clutched tighter around the object in his hands, just to check that it was still there, just to make sure. 

Moments later he burst into the clearing. In the darkness he caught sight of a large shape, waiting for him in the middle, the shape of a dragon. The dragons head snapped around, relief flooding through him as he caught sight of the rider. 

"We have to hurry, they're right behind me," the rider thought as he ran up to the dragon. Yet no sooner did he reach it than figures burst out of the woods behind him, coming to a sudden halt as they caught sight of his dragon, seeming to momentarily lose their confidence. Then, as dark shapes of dragons appeared in the dimly lit sky above, their confidence seemed returned. 

One of the men stepped forward, and in the moonlight one was able to see his green eyes and red hair. "You're surrounded," as he spoke more figures stepped out from all sides of the woods. "There's no way out," the man smirked, "Its time you gave up, little brother." 

The figure by the dragon slowly lifted up his hand, opening his fist to reveal the object within. It was a white scale that shone ever so briefly when the moon momentarily peaked out of the clouded sky. "You're wrong, Ray," he spoke, his own green eyes filled with grief. "There is a way out," as he said it he and his dragon suddenly seemed to glow. "I'll be back for you," he promised as those around watched in surprise as both dragon and boy began to fade. "I'll find Akira, she'll know what to do, she'll make it all right..."