The Day I Meet A Hero Chapter 13
Chapter 13
One may know how to gain a victory, and know not how to use it. - Pedro Calderon de la Barca
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The warm breeze of the smoldering ash felt very comfortable. Long have I pondered to once again not just feel, but be human. The thought running in my mind was different in a way that I cannot explain. When I was covered in my scales... I felt cold yet I was a breather of blaze. My heart was on fire and still I wonder why I felt so bizarre. Could it be that I could still do something? Something that I could do if I was a dragon? These questions filled my cold heart. Maybe it has something to do with fire? While still in my bed, or a sofa, I could see outside my little window. No bigger than twenty square inches. Outside was still black as night. Have I waken up early? Is that why my heart is racing? But it just has to have something to do with fire! I cannot take my mind off of it. Over the next twenty minutes I continued to stare at the flames from the fireplace. The glare of it reflecting in my glass blue eyes. After a while my mind told me to get something to eat. I was not hungry, but just empty. Being used to eat so much as a dragon has made me... it just changed me. Food did not taste the same anymore and I could smell things that nobody else could or would want too. My sense of hearing had changed significantly. I still felt like a dragon.
Time was quick, and days turned into weeks of searching for the others. I wonder if this was a test I had to face. Going alone, yet not alone.
"Mike, are you ready to go back?" Dylan asked me.
"Back where? Home? Another world?" I said sarcastically.
"I was going to ask if you want to go look more for the others. But if you want to be a dick stay here." With that he walked out of my room. I did not feel sorry for him but of what I did to him and the others. I blame and put all of my anger on them. I must stop doing this crap to the ones I love. If I don't I will lose all that I have left.
What the hell happened? To the others? To me? How the heck do I not know this?
(You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die)
"Argh! My chest! My Chest! It hurts!" I scream like a banshee.
Around six years ago, my Grandfather Jorge and my cousin Sean went on a scouting mission.
I was left out on as of where they went to, and no one has seen them since. Whenever I have asked, Uncle Mike always changed the topic.
Remembering from my uncle, our family has inherited a trait that none of us would ever want. To be more pacific a disease. Yet it does not have a name. Just that before the time the males in our family reach a cretin age, our heart starts to build up with plague. (I am dead serious about this, we do have heart conditions, and it ain't funny.) We males would have a trouble times breathing and our chest will throb with pain. No matter how physically strong we are, nor how healthy we eat. We will always have this problem.
Anyway; he told me how my grandfather disappeared 40 years ago. (Malefore) He was a strange man and has never told my uncles that he was ever proud of them. My uncle Mike always tried to achieve a stronger foothold on his father's empire. Increase its size and loyalty. Now I find out that my Grandfather's true name is Malefore.
It's been twenty years since he told me that story. Yet in the opposite realm, when I last saw my sister and my brothers, my father Ignitus was over two thousand years old. He told me that when he was here he could change is physical form. He could look like a fifteen year old boy, 87 year old man, or even a twenty year old man. In fact, he never came to this realm. He told me that my older brother Spyro brought me, my sister Nicole and my brother Dave here so we could at least survive, while my twin brother flame went with our mother so she would have someone to call family.
By this standing, it is said that the opposite realm is over ten thousand years in the past. Even though this realm has no magic, the other one does. What we consider a fairy tale, could and most likely exists in the other realm. All I truly understand is that my family is in the other realm and I am stuck in this one. I just hope I find a way back. To my family.... the ones I love. Without them I could not live.
Kevin walked in. "I don't know what is going on, but I think you would like to come out side...Right now." I got up without any haste. Something felt wired. The warmth of burning ashes felt so cold... my chest starting throbbing even more now. I opened the flap of my tent and saw a large circle floating above the ground. Threw it you could see.... The other realm! I was so excited; I ran grabbing my cousins' arms and pulling them inside the portal alongside myself. The joy of seeing my family once again spread tears across my face. Kevin punched me on my arm with his lose fist. I just smiled. He looked at me as if I've gone mad.
Now just to wait and find out what had happened. I wonder how they would look as dragons.
Soon as we got threw, I could feel the heat of fire built up in my chest. Once again I was a dragon.
I turned around and saw two more dragons. I knew they were Kevin and Dylan, my cousins.
Went towards them with a smile on my face. They just started to wake up.
"Argh! My fucking head! Ah that hurts!" Dylan said. Kevin looked up and saw us.
"What the? Dragons! I'm getting out of here!" with that he ran off. Soon after Dylan followed foot. I called for them and they just kept running, not knowing how to use their wings yet I supposed. I took flight and followed after them.
Soon I saw another dragon swoop underneath me. It was my brother Spyro. I was so glad to see him.