The thought occurred to me a long, long time ago.

Be warned, Draco, if we do go forward with this, Endey is still not giving you any dragon fruit. But he might make it easier to steal.

Well, it does make sense... it just seems kind of wrong, because Deren was in love with Draco and now he's dead. But I guess Draco never really liked him, and she and Endey are a good match (except for the whole dragon slayer/living with dragons thing)... so I say go ahead. Some romance right about now would definitely spruce up the story.

P.S. Spamdragon says "keic". Sounds like cake to me. The cake is a lie!!!!

Um, just a quick question... should we kill Rilleyo now? Or should he just run off again or something?

I'M SORRY!!! But I'm not giving you any dragonfruit as an apology. In my defense, I wrote a post that was really long, but I would write part of it and then my sister got game time, and I wasn't quite finished, and then she closed all the tabs. But I got some chocolate because she did that.

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Well, I gotta get Rilleyo out of there, so I'm hijacking Corbinian.

Corbinian

We all turned to look at Kerk's head. Then we all turned to look at Rilleyo.

Rilleyo, of course, was gone.

Hijacking over.

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Endeyrory Pracea

I came to the world of the waken bruised and groaning.

I opened my eyes, and was immediately greeted by a mouthful of teeth hovering over my head. A dragon was standing over me. The dragon growled slightly, his voice making it clear that I wasn't to move.

"Try anything, traitor, and Thay takes a bite out of you," Rilleyo growls, his voice coming from beside me. Well, I could have guessed that. I turned my eyes to the side of my head, as far as they would go without actually moving my head, and caught a glimpse of boots.

"You're one to talk about being a traitor, Con Rilleyo. How, in the names of the gods that may be, do you justify serving Malum?" Everything in that sentence was meant to provoke him.

Thay moved over slightly, and Rilleyo kicked me in the ribs. "Watch your mouth, Endeyrory. You'll serve as a perfectly good hostage and bait even if you're missing a limb or two." I barely heard him. Rilleyo kicked me in one of my bruises, bruises that probably covered my chest and back after being smashed into the back of a dragon with a dragon tail. Maybe there were dragons eating everyone else right now. Maybe Rilleyo was just leading me on. Maybe... maybe Deren wasn't dead. After all, I seemed to remember that there was a unicorn stampede. That's stupid, isn't it?

"Now," Rilleyo said, "I'm going to explain everything that happened while you were... asleep." He's enjoying this. "It seems that one of your little party is dead. A boy, I believe his name was, let's see, Deren? Oh, poor Endeyrory, he's lost a dragon lover friend. Oh, does Endeyrory need his mommy?"

From a little ways away comes a voice, speaking in Draconian. "Oh, does Endeyrory need his sisters? Oh my, it seems they're not here this time to save his skin. What a shame."

I closed my eyes.

I.

Hate.

Your.

Guts.

So.

Much.

Malum chuckled, or what passes for a chuckle with a dragon. "Let him up, Thay. I want to get a good look at our little avenging hero."

The dragon above me moved away, and I got my first real look at the monster who killed my sisters.

Malum loomed high above me. We were in a cave, and I could see daylight in the mouth of it. I went into a crouch, ready to run, but Malum only laughed. "Run, run, run," he said softly, "run like the coward you are. It's only open air, anyway." I saw Rilleyo, too. His face was bruised slightly. But his face was blank, and slightly confused.

Malum wasn't speaking Draconian.

He was speaking something far older, far more archaic and complicated. This was the languange of dragons, the original language. Rilleyo had learned enough words to get by, words in the modern Draconian, but he couldn't understand what Malum was saying.

So why could I hear it? Hear it and understand it?

"I want you to meet somebody," Malum said.

He stepped to the side.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, Endey?" my dead sister said.

Ketira stood there, armed to the teeth, and holding on of the daggers. She tilted her head and smiled at me. It was a horrible smile. "Lizta is dead, all right. Turns out that I get your so called attacks, too. Me and Malum here, we're going to take over this world. We thought all was lost when Lizta died. Three daggers, three dragon speakers. But you've brought us two Draceai, and I think that makes up for it." She stepped closer and crouched down next me.

Ketira tilted my chin upwards with a finger. "Such a shame, though. I was really looking forward to this." Suddenly, her hands were around my neck, choking me. "You abandoned me, Endeyrory. And you're going to pay for that." She slammed my head against the stone cave walls, and then stood up.

"Now, all we have to do is wait for your foolish friends to come rescue you."

That wasn't the worst part.

She was speaking to me inside my own bloody head.

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Spamdragon says thay.

OMG this would make such an awesome novel!!!! XD

Aleakim--

"I hate this!" I scream, shocking everyone. "I hate that Endey is gone, and Deren is gone for good, and I keep getting attacked by those stupid knives, and we haven't even found Malum yet, and AAAHH!"

This last part is because Kerra has just slapped me across the face. Hard. I glare at her.

"Stop. Just stop," she says. I don't speak, just turn around and start to walk away, into the forest.

"Where the fewmets do you think you're going?!" Corbinian asks.

"To kill Malum. And Rilleyo. And any other ugly unicorn that gets in my way," I say. With that, I unfold my wings and take off, flying swiftly (if not so gracefully) towards where we think Malum's cave is. I can hear the others telling me to wait, to come back. But stubborn ex-dragon slayer that I am, I pay no attention. And what do you suppose happens next? Right.

One of Malum's goons comes out of nowhere and starts shredding my wings with his claws. Yico.

The goon flies away, content that he's done enough. That unicorn. I manage to stop plummeting toward the ground, but I'm still losing altitude. Yico yico yico.

I try to angle myself so I can fly back to the others. They run to me as I land, and Anex begins trying to heal my wings.

The end!

Spamdragon says fumm.