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Three years ago: Chapter 7 - Light Years from Home Prt 1

Blood roared in my ears as I pushed deeper and deeper, the dark shadows of the night cloaking me perfectly. My eyes instantly adjusted to my surroundings, my slender body weaving in between trees and leaping over massive stones with ease and grace.

Darkness had always been my friend. Growing up, I had always wished I was a lighter, more pretty attractive color, especially when I would see the way red or purple scales would glimmer in the sunlight. But my Wing Master taught me how to embrace it, love it. To become friends with the dark. Now I was, only for reasons I never could have dreamed.

The sound of fresh battle soon became nothing more than a rustle in the quiet trees, or a drop of water splashing onto the soft, moist ground.

I was alone. Completely alone.

When Kol told me to fly, I simply abandoned the idea entirely. The Frost Giants already knew the enemy was in the sky, so that would just make us targets, right? I had taken the best option, I went where they wouldn't expect! They were on my battlefield now, it was my rules, I had the upper hand.

Pine needles padded the soft ground as a slowed to a brisk walk, struggling to sort my thoughts. We were being attacked by the Frost Giants!.. Had that sunk in yet? I felt like I was dreaming, like I was in another one of my mystical dreams where I was just taking a carefree stroll in Drakinde, discovering all of it's hidden secrets.

Minutes passed. I stalked through the thick forest, my steps silent; even for my size. But this walk wasn't like all the other innumerable times I came through, carefree and happy. I was now running for, possibly, my own life. I was starting to go into shock. My planet is under attack..

...rrrR!..

A distinctive shrill call echoed off the mountains and trees. It was in Ziacan, the ancient language, and the only language a dragon could speak and understand. It was Kol!

"Kol!" My call erupted throughout the vast sky, and I found myself naturally raising my wings at the sight of the brightening stars.

Fly!

I drew in all of my energy, storing the raw power in my wings and feet. It collected more and more, all of it bouncing around and waiting to bubble over.. until... with one powerful beat of my wings and kick of my back feet, I shot forward into the air, slicing upwards like a bullet and leaving a powerful blast of wind behind, bending the trees.

Within a single minute, I was soaring up with the stars, the air thin and crisp on my lungs. From this incredible height, I could see the entire battle, raging and dark as far as the vast meadow stretched.

But then I saw it.

As I glided along the misty clouds, calling frantically for Kol, I saw it, and it nearly made me plummet down towards the dark ground and trees thousands and thousands of feet below me. There, right ahead, was an army of Frost Giants, stretching as far back as the horizon. They were marching through the trees from miles ahead, but were making good progress, charging full on as if the enemy were right in front of them.

"NOIR! We have to leave NOW! What are you doing?"

Kol coasted up to me, matching my frantic wing beats with his own as we streaked across the sky. "Do you see that! They're attacking us full on! Why?!" My heart hammered in my chest.

"I don't know! Father told me to go to Seiigen, and take you with me! We NEED to GO!"

Seiigen was a respected, old dragon, a master at magic and witchcraft. He was the one everyone turned to when in need of a spell or remedy of sorts, but he was also the only one who could send us to the other nine realms. He was our only ticket to Asguard.