Return of the Dragon Rider, Me [the best motivational books txt] 📗

be soccer practice today?"
"Yes Younge. Are you and Miss. Right going to be there?"
"We wouldn't miss it for the world."
As Amy and I ran, we tested each other. She would run a mile nonstop, then I would run two miles non stop. We did that until we could barely stand a moment longer. "I think we should start running again." Amy said to me.
"You're right. We should make a running team again. That was fun." I looked towards her jeep and saw a guy standing against the side watching us. "Who's that guy watching us?"
She looked up and looked at the guy. "That would be my cousin Kierran. He's going to be staying with us for a while."
I looked at him again and smiled. "Does he know how to cook at least?"
"He does. And he's pretty good if I do say so myself."
We grabbed our bags and headed to the jeep. "Kierran, this is my best friend Meghan Younge. The one I'm always telling you about."
He nodded his head but did not speak. "Let's get to the house so we can take our showers. Afterward we can have a good dinner and talk."
I nodded in agreement. I didn't bother to get into the front, I just climbed into the back. "So what are we going to have for dinner?" I asked Amy.
"I honestly have no clue. I was thinking whatever we can find. Them tomorrow we can have a real dinner.
"Sounds good to me."
When we got to the house, I raced to my room. I grabbed my clothes and hopped into the shower. Good thing each bathroom had its own water heater, because I didn't get out until the water ran cold.
When I walked down stairs, nobody was to be found.
Just as I was about to walk into the kitchen, I heard hushed voices. "Are you sure this is her this time?" Said a voice I didn't recognize.
"I'm sure. She has the mark of the Rider." I recognized the other voice as Amy's.
"We can not afford to fail again. I will be here long enough to judge if it is really her. If it is, then we will train her." I put a couple things together and realized the other voice belonged to Kierran.
"Alright then. Let's not talk about it anymore for now. She should be down any moment."
I waited a few moments before walking into the kitchen. When I did, I had a smile on my face. "I've decided who I want to be my successor."
The question caught Amy off guard because she dropped the knife. "That's good. But are you sure you want to decide this early. I mean it's only the first day of school."
"I'm sure. I see this kid doing great things. He just needs somebody to push him along."
"Courage is the art of being the only one who knows you're scared to death." Chapter 3

We all sat in the living room doing our own things. Amy was watching T.V. Kierran was reading a book. And I was drawing a picture.
"That is an amazing picture."
I looked up and smiled. "Thanks. I have a thing for dragons."
"Really? You don't seem like the type." I couldn't tell if his tone was mocking or sarcastic.
"Yep. I've loved them for as long as I can remember."
"Would you care to explain?"
I looked at him suspiciously. "It has something to do with this weird birth mark on my leg." I stretched out my leg to show him. "I've always thought that it looked like a dragon. And I've had these wired dreams all my life about me and a dragon. They felt so right somehow, so they've always been my symbol."
"That's pretty amazing. I have always been fascinated with dragon to." He took his shirt off, showing his nicely toned chest. He pointed to a tattoo that ran the length of his torso. "I got that when I was fifteen. It is a tattoo that all of the young Dragon Warriors get when they come of age." Then he put his shirt back on.
"That's nice. What are Dragon Warriors? I've never heard of them before."
Kierran sighed. "Of course you have not. It is a story log forgotten by man. All that remains are pieces and broken stories. It is to long of a story to be told in one night, but I have a book on the people of you wish to read it."
"Sure. Anything that has Dragons in it is bound to be interesting."
He nodded his head. "My only request when you read this book, don't let it leave the walls of this house. There are a few people out there that would kill to get their hands on it.".
"Alright." I said a little confused.
Then I got on with the picture I was drawling. When I was done, I was looking at a beautiful picture of Kierran and I. We were both riding our own dragons. It looked so life like that I almost wanted to believe it was true. "We'll guys, I'm going off to bed see you in the morning."
Once in my room protected by my walls, and all of my dragon things. Is when I felt truly safe. I wondered what they were talking about when I heard them in the kitchen, but I knew they had been talking about me. That I was sure of. Then Kierran. He shows up out of know where, and now lives with us? That was kind of weird. I got this odd feeling from him that I knew him from somewhere, but I couldn't exactly place where.
I laid down on my bed and fell asleep.
I had that dream again. The one where I was a riding a dragon into battle.
Usually I never saw the faces of anyone around me, but one face was clear. Kierran. He was also riding a great dragon into battle. He looked extremely fierce in his battle armor. We rode side to side in the battle. He never let anything to near me, and I did the same for him.
We twisted and slashed, defying gravity in the most wondrous of ways.
At some point we had managed to get separated. And it always ended disastrously.
It was like a scene in a movie. A great giant being stepped up from the shadows. All fierce and demonic looking. It bellowed in laughter at our attempts to stop it. Nothing was slowing down its progress.
Kierran had his back turned to the beast for one moment. And that one moment was all the beast needed.
The creature picked up a fallen spear and threw it. Before my mind could process what it was doing, I was leading my dragon to the spear.
It went right through my chest and out the other side. I fell from the sky in a flurry of wings. I landed on the ground with a bone shattering thud. If I hadn't been in shock, I knew the pain would be unbearable.
Kierran kneeled above me with tears in his eyes. "Dragon Gods, I am so sorry." He held me to his chest crying. "We'll get you to a healer, and you'll be alright."
I was breathing hard and shallow. Panting I said. "I'm not going to make it, and I know you know that."
"You don't know that." A tear slid down his face, and landed on mine. "You're going to be alright."
I smiled sadly at him. "You can think that. But I love you."
"Don't act like you're going to die. I won't let you."
I closed my eyes. Breathing slowly. "I will see you later. Keep Kassie safe for me." Then my body went slack in his arms.

Chapter4 The way I see