OH SAY WHAT???

Yes. That is my dragon. I didn't realize that before.

YAY!!!

yay! :D

I really should have posted before now, but I didn't exactly know what would happen, but I think I've worked it out now.

Endeyrory Pracea

Funny how things that you least want to see always fall out of the sky. So funny. Ridiculous, really. I mean, look how Siara "Draco" Rizlak just happened to fall out of the sky right in front of where I was standing. Life's hilarious.

Draco ran smack into me. "Oh, sorry," she said, and moved to go on, and I would have let her, but I managed to recognize her in those fractions of a second.

I grabbed her arm. "What the drake are you doing here? Are you guys following me or something? Just don't. I've got enough on my hands, and I don't need a bunch of dragon lovers trying to stop from doing my job?"

She yanked her arm away. "If it was up to me," she glowered, "you would never have existed. We would have been fine on our own."

I laughed. "Sure. Con Rilleyo would have said that it doesn't matter and let you go. It doesn't work that way. Not with him. He kills what he doesn't like. It would have been you guys."

"What? You calling yourself a hero? A gallant rescuer of damsels in distress. Well, I'll tell you right now, Endeyrory Pracea, you are a idiot slayer who thinks that he can bring his sisters back to life! You can't! They're dead, and that's that! There will always be rogue dragons, no matter what you do! In fact, that's the whole reason I'm here."

"What? What did the rogue dragon look like?"

Draco snorted. "What, you think I'm going to tell you? Dream on, slayer boy. I'm leaving now." She turned to go, but I grabbed her neck and drew her into an alley.

I took out a dagger and held it to her neck. "Listen to me, Siara Rizlak." Her fist slammed into my stomach. "Listen to me! I've done you a favor today already. I just sent someone to kill Con Rilleyo. Knowing her, Rilleyo is dead. She's good. He can't hunt you or me any more. Do you hear me? I just did you a favor, and you owe me." I released her and stepped back.

Draco clenched her fists. "Don't you dare, "she seethed. "Call me anything other than Draco ever again. And you call killing someone a favor? You're twisted, Endeyrory. You're just twisted."

"Tell me," I pleaded. "Please."

She stood there, fully aware that she had a very large amount of power over me. She crossed her arms.

"Please," I whispered. "What if a dragon had killed Kell or Esman? Would you still have run? To the very monsters that had killed your brothers?"

Wrong thing to say. I knew it as soon as it had left my mouth. Draco did not need to be reminded of her family.

"You little piece of dracomerda!"

"Draco! Please, I didn't mean it like that. Just tell me what the dragon looked like. Don't you get it? I need to stop it before it starts killing people."

She leaned against the wall. "What do I get? I know that's how you slayers work. What do I get?"

Finally. Something that I understood. Bargaining. Cheating. "What do you want?"

She shrugged. "Oh, why don't you guess."

"Gold?" No. "Promises?" No. "I don't have anything except gold and money, Draco. You know that. I could swear a thousand things, but that would never work, because you would never believe the word of a slayer."

Draco watched me carefully. "Fine," she said after a few moments. "Male. Around seventeen feet. Turquoise."

No.

"What did he say?"

"Die, worthless humans. I am Malum the great, and I will not rest until every human is dead. Sounded an awful lot like you."

No.

No.

No.

I slumped against the wall. After all these years...

And the person who is possibly my worst enemy right now has to find the dragon.

And guess who appears in the alley? No, it couldn't be Kerra, Elyana, Anextiomarus and another girl who's probably another dracamans, and is no more than fifteen.

I stood up. Come on, Endey, act like a slayer. "So, what is this," I said, "stalk a slayer day? Because I didn't get the notice."

Kerra--

"You must not be checking your mail often enough, then." I glared at the boy who I knew must be Endeyrory Pracea. His eyes darted to the dagger that I had just drawn from my belt, then back up to my face, then to the others standing around me.

Anex, who we had bumped into on our way to where we had heard Draco's and Endey's voices coming from, now stepped forward toward Endey.

"Leave, slayer," he said coldly, glaring at Endey with such force that if looks could kill, Endey would be buried by now.

"Or what?" Endey snarled, a smirk on his face. His eyes flashed once to the dagger in my hand again, and they had barely come back up to my face when something heavy fell out of the sky and landed right in front of me. A limb shot out and caught me in the knee, and I dropped to the ground in pain. The dagger dropped from my hand, and the figure who had kicked me picked it up and stuck it into their own belt. Their face was covered by the hood of a black cloak, but their hand was slightly petite, definitely feminine.

The girl removed her hood, and her dark hair fell from where it had been pinned up, hanging halfway down her back. I heard Endey make a strange choking noise.

"Aleakim?" he said incredulously. The girl grinned and turned to him.

"I've decided that our deal is off, Pracea. As much as I hate him, Rilleyo is good at his job. We can't afford to lose a successful catcher these days; not with all the dragon lovers around." She threw a hateful glance in our direction. "Besides, I found the dagger myself. I am no longer in need of your services." Aleakim waved at him as if she were waving away an annoying fly.

THE END!!!! :D

I'll let someone else *hinthint* take over from here.

I kind of took over the story a little in this post *blushes guiltily* so if anyone doesn't like it we can just pretend I never wrote it. I'm fine with getting rid of this post if anyone doesn't like what I wrote. (especially Kerra, 'cause i... well, you'll see.) 

Aleakim--

I was tempted to blow fire at Endey, (a skill few Draceai posess and I was still trying to master) but I stopped myself. He still didn't know I was Draceai, and if he found out he might take his hatred of dragons out on me. Nevermind I hated them almost as much as he did, if he found out I was part dragon, he'd never trust me again, not to mention who else he might tell.

The Frinche girl stood up, looking at me in confusion. Unlike Endeyrory, I liked to keep my status as a slayer more to myself. Not many people have ever heard of me at all.

"Anextiomarus." I nodded to him in respect (even though dragon lovers like him make my stomach churn) to show that I knew him (or at least his reputation).

"Who are you?" one of the other girls asked. I didn't know her name.

"Oh, how rude of me not to introduce myself. I--"

"This is Aleakim Jakue." Endey cut me off. Kerra gasped, as did Anex (but both for different reasons).

I turned to Endey and was about to burn him to a crisp, when yet another one of the girls asked, "Who?"

"She's a slayer," Anex said coldly.

"And a pretty good one, too." Endey smirked at Anex.

"Lea?" Kerra whispered, squinting at me as though trying to see me more clearly.

"Haven't been called by that name in quite a while, Keralin! Miss me while I was away?"

Kerra didn't answer.

"Kerra, what is she talking about?" one of the girls I didn't know asked. Kerra remained silent.

"You want me to tell your friends who I am?" I asked her, smirking. She lowered her eyes to the ground. "I'll take that as a yes."

Then I turned to the others with her. "Kerra's father, Waltin Frinche, was killed by a rogue dragon long ago. Her mother, Evelyn Frinche, married a second time four years after that. Her new husband, Eli Jakue, was my father. Keralin-- or Kerra, as she prefers to be called now-- is my stepsister."

Even Endey gasps now. Kerra just keeps staring at the dirt.

"Did you miss me while we were apart, sister?" I ask. I am met by only silence.

THE END!!!! *dunh dunh dunh*

So tell me if you don't like it, everybuggy. I'm fine with getting rid of it if that's the case. (But if you like it then yay, because I think that-- if everyone likes it-- it's pretty good.)

Wasn't expecting that, but it's definitely a good turn to the plot, so I'm fine with our charries being step-sisters. :)

Yay! :) Thanks, Kerra!

Wow, unexpected twist! :D

Have to go now, but I'll try to post tonight if I can. 

Endeyrory Pracea

Draco walked over to me and crossed her arms. "I'm going to help you," she said stubbornly.

"Um... what?"

"I'm going to help you," she repeated, and took a deep breath, "kill the rogue dragon."

I stared at her. And stared at her. And stared at her. "Do you have an identical twin named Draco?"

Her face grew red. "I'm going to help you," she muttered, "I mean, that is, you know, if you want me to."

I crossed my arms. "Don't play games with me. It's not funny. This dragon killed my little sisters."

Draco took a deep breath. "I know. That's why I want to help you."

I studied her. She was telling the truth. She sincerely wanted to help me. A dragon rider wanted to help me. When did the world start spinning backwards? "Um... okay. But no offense, do you even know how to hold a sword?"

Draco stared at me like I was an idiot. "I grew up in a family of bloody dragon slayers. Of course I know how to hold a sword." Oh. Yeah. I guess I was an idiot.

"Well. Okay. I guess you could help."

She looked over her shoulder, looking at her friends, waiting for their reaction. Suprise. Confusion. Aleakim looked bored, but that's Aleakim for you. She was just looking at the dagger she had taken from Kerra. Why was that blade so important?

Kerra was suprised, but shrugged and accepted it.

Elyana was suprised, confused, and slightly angry all at once. I had shot her dragon in the leg.

Anextiomarus looked disgusted. Dragon lover.

"You know," Kerra said, "I'll help too."

I looked at Aleakim. "You owe me. You so forgot our agreement."

She shrugged and held up the dagger. "I've got everything I want. Might as well."

"Lea," Kerra said, "give it back."

"Nope."

Kerra sighed.

Elyana looked around. "Where's Adela?"

"She was attacked by the rogue dragon too. I lost her while we were flying away."

Elyana sighed. "Fine. Might as well."

We all looked at Anex, who spat on the ground. "I don't work with slayers."

I looked at Aleakim. "Do you think that-"

"-he could be bait? He's big enough-"

"-squishy enough... we'd have to-"

"-knock him out first, he'd be-

"-a pain to drag around..."

"Nah," we said simeoultaneously. "Too much work."

Anex spat on the ground again. "Fine," he glowered. "Just once. Just once."

I smiled.

Aleakim--

As we stood there, trying to figure out where to go, I could feel Kerra's eyes on me. I held the dagger up to the light, and looked closely at the hilt. The dragon's head, reared back, looked so alive. The details were exsquisite. I moved my gaze down to the dragon's front legs, which were where the hilt ended and the blade started. Between it's claws, almost exactly where the blade and the hilt met, the dragon held...

Nothing.

I cursed and wheeled around to face Kerra.

"Where is it?!" I screamed at her. The others stopped talking to stare at us.

"Where is what?" Kerra remained relatively calm.

"The diamond." I said, this time quieter. I was trying to keep my anger under control.

"What diamond?" she asked, mockingly, but her hand moved slightly toward her throat. I smirked.

"That diamond."  I said as I grabbed the thin leather band that hung around her neck. I cut it with the dagger in my hand and walked away. The small Dragon's Eye gem, only about the size of a berry, was heavier than it looked. I held it up to the dagger hilt, and–

"Lea, don't." Kerra's voice sounded scared. "Is that what this is about? Are you trying to get the–" she cut off, glancing around at her friends (and Endey, who I'm not sure would be counted as a friend in her mind at the moment)

"Yes." I answered. I knew what she was going to say. "Yes, I am." Then I snapped the diamond back into place on the hilt of the dagger,

And the world went black.

AAAHHHH!!! I CAN"T STAND THE SUSPENSE!!