6- Fallout
#11 of The Legend of Rift Book III: Downfall
Special Announcement: The Rift and Kara lemon, Nightmares & Fantasies, is now up! This collaboration between Sithris and I has been in the works since we met, and I'm happy to finally make it live!
"It wasn't your right to decide on something that important without at least the leadership of the Fire Guardian! Not only did you not do that, you did it without informing me! For all we know, she could be a freaking psychopath!" Kara couldn't keep her anger down towards the three older guardians. Volteer was trembling in fear, knowing the Wind Guardian was not one to ever hide her outbursts. Cyril was also nervous, stepping behind the still stoic Terrador.
The green drake growled back. "We have seniority, dragoness. While the Fire Guardian may lead us Warfang Guardians, we have overseen our duties for much longer than you have been alive. We can still make choices based on what we feel is best. You would do well to remember that."
The white dragoness slammed her tail through a small table, crushing it. "What you've done is undermine the whole point of having five guardians here! You can't just change something to suit you!"
Terrador roared. "Don't you dare go there. Rift should have been imprisoned for his doings, abandoning his position for months for a personal mission. He was not allowed to have a mate, let alone two. Dragoness' were not allowed to be Guardian, but here you are in Hadriel's place. All because we bent the rules. DO NOT TELL US WHAT'S ALLOWED!"
Kara was shaking in anger, Terrador was snarling. Cyril and Volteer were backing away, fearing the idea of two Guardians coming to blows. The tense atmosphere was cut off as a portal appeared in between the angry dragons. Silvus and Sithris both walked through the portal, quickly trying to calm the room. The black drake nuzzled Kara, licking away her anger.
The Light Messenger sighed. Can't a Messenger get any time to himself? "Knock it off you two. I was TRYING to spend time with my mate, and then my sister tells me of a couple Guardians trying to kill each other. Do you have any idea how bad of an image that reflects on all Guardians? Do it again, and I'll have to remove your status as Guardians."
Silvus looked around for his hot headed cousin. "Please tell me he's not still there. That dragon is going to be the death of me."
The black drake frowned and looked at Kara, the shake of her head telling him all. He sighed, before a scent tickled his nose. "Is that smoke?" He ran to the window, dread filling his gut as black smoke poured from the Palace.
"He didn't!" Silvus panicked. "I should have never let him go alone. How could I not have known this?"
A loud bang startled all in the temple as Rift slowly walked in. He paid no mind to anyone but Kara and Sithris, giving both kisses. He closed his eyes and sighed. "Interesting lady. She'll need some new carpet."
A sigh of relief came from Silvus before angry eyes glared at him.
"Carmine's banishment was reversed. Did you know about it?" Rift spoke softly. No one spoke. "WELL?"
Sithris felt sick to his stomach thinking about the monstrous dragon that had once taken pleasure in causing him pain. Kara wrapped her wing around him. She too remembered the damage the egotistical dragon caused.
Silvus hung his head, as did the three large Guardians. "We did... we tried to talk the Queen out of it, but she was dead set. I'm sorry."
Rift nodded softly before pressing his head to the scared black dragon. Once Sithris relaxed, the Fire Guardian approached Silvus. "For now on, you're keeping guard of Sithris whenever he is in the city. If Carmine even looks at him, kill the bastard."
The Light Messenger nodded slowly before opening a portal, escorting Sithris through it. When both had reached the other side, the portal vanished, leaving only the five Guardians present.
"So..." Kara started, wanting to break the awkward silence between all the dragons. "I'd say it's lunch time. How about we all take some time and eat?"
None of the dragons could ignore the rumblings within their bellies.
Queen Shara slumped on her throne, sighing as the last water dragon extinguished the charred remains of her carpet. Rift was definitely Void's son, his temper obviously being an inherited trait. She remembered the scarlet dragon well, having been once taken into his home. Her time there was short. Certain circumstances had forced her from that village.
The meeting with the Fire Guardian had been going to plan until she had brought in the scarred drake. Clearly the reunion was not one ever destined to work out. She looked to her side, her loyal subject trying to not lose control and go after the young drake. He would thankfully never give in, her powers made sure of that.
"Carmine, I need you to follow him back to his home, get as much information as you can without them knowing. Report back to me every hour." She waved him off with her paw. "Now then, time to continue preparing for my Gaia."
Evening fell upon the city, its inhabitants were settling into their homes. Rift, Kara, and Sithris all met in front of the temple. They nuzzled each other as the black drake looked at his mates.
"So how did your rest of the day go?"
Rift shrugged and looked to the sky. "We settled our differences. As Guardians, they did have the right to make decisions themselves, but it was stupid and disrespectful to Kara and I to bring in a Queen without our knowledge." He rolled his eyes as Kara gave a smug grin. "And she only knocked Terrador over once."
The Wind Guardian smiled. "Well he did deserve it. The big guy likes to forget that two of his fellow companions aren't intimidated by him. Anywho, we should get home. This mama needs Neala cuddles."
Both males nodded in agreement, all three dragons taking flight. Unbeknownst to them, a red dragon was watching them.