Emralhelm, ShadowKnight22 [the speed reading book txt] 📗

shook his head and followed everyone into the backyard.
"Resume the tag game?" Diane suggested. Shouts of 'yes' were heard as the kids scattered. Nick grabbed empty air as Diane slipped away. Stacy climbed a tree and called to Nick.
"Can't catch me!" She taunted. She reached for a higher branch and a rock fell down. Stacy swung down and picked up the rock.
"Hey guys, look."
"What?" Everyone crowded around.
"Look..it's not natural." Stacy was right. The rock was smooth, and had bands of green, blue, and black on it.
"I wonder what it do-aaaahhh!" The kids were transported to Ells Vail. They had landed in a jumble in front of a dragons cave and now were looking at the angry faces of a fully grown dragon and an adolescent, smoke billowing fom their flared nostrils.
"Hi." Zane waved weakly.
"What are you doing here, humans?" The blue one asked.
"We aren't sure ourselves..." Diane said, looking around. Her mind was drinking in the scenery, and the look of the angry dragon. The images were feeding her author mentality.
"Hm. Well, I'm Moonstone." He said, sitting down and licking his fearsome teeth.
"I'm Midnight! She squeaked happily. After looking at Moonstone, she walked up to the humans. "Who are you?"
"I'm Diane, that's my brother Nick, my friend Stacy, and her brother, Zane." Diane introduced them all.
"Are you here to save us?"
"Save you? What?" Nick asked, confused.
"Follow me into the cave. I'll explain." Moonsone said.
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"WHAT?" Virulhim exploded. "Those stupid creatures are talking to humans? Oh well. Ashmelt, your mission is at hand."
"Master." Ashmelt dipped his head and flew to the cave where the humans had disappeared. He landed softly, listening to he conversation. Moonstone was explaining the Great War. Soon, Virulhim's part would be revealed. He had changed the island, or at least, was planning to. By rooting out the living dragons, he could capture one and turn him into a destructive weapon, the peacekeeper of Ells Vail. But, the kings hopes were dashed when he relised just how many dragon left there were...three. Ashmelt raised his head. The history he was hearing was something completely different than what Virulhim had said...unless..there was that part of him again, knowing the truth was being said. Ashmelt shook his head. Virulhim had said the black dragons won and a resistencia of good dragons had survived and remained. That part of him said no, the good dragons winning and black dragons being banished was true.
Ashmelt cocked his head. They were getting ready to make a rescue plan.
"We should go by night. They won't expect that." Stacy said.
"Alright. What night should we strike?" Moonstone asked.
"Hmm...maybe two months from now? No, it should be sooner...one week from now?" Zane suggested. Moonstone blinked thoughtfully.
"Sounds great."
More conversation ensued, but Ashmelt had flown away to tell his master. One week from now, and Ashmelt would be the most remembered dragon in Ells Vail!
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"Great, great! Good job Ashmelt! Rest now, we have much planning to do." Virulhim walked away, thinking. Ashmelt sat down happily. He returned to the courtyard and sat in his nest, thinking about everything he had heard. There was much to plan, such as defense, capture, and of course, there were those little creatures called humans to deal with...
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Publication Date: 04-05-2012

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