"What!?" Lee shrieked. "You're turning it down?" Darryn smoothed down his sleek, smooth hair. "Yup." "Y-you can't!" He simply picked up a soda. "Give me a good reason." He popped open the top of the soda can. "B-because..." He took a long sip of soda. "I thought so. Now LEAVE!" Bliss pushed through Lee and Lyre. She knocked the soda out of Darryn's hand. "Darryn! Lea is back!" Darryn's jaw dropped. "What?" "LEA-IS-BACK!" "No. She was killed in the Black Blaze." Lee stood up. "Actually, i'm the King Dragon." "Ha. No, you aren't. Prove it." Lee was tired of doing this. His eyes turned silver and he turned into a dragon. "OK, ok I believe you. I'll join. But you'll need this." He handed Lee a small bottle of fire. "What does it do?" "The fire is mine. You touch it." He touched it and the fire turned into liquid silver. "Drink that when the next war comes." "Wait, Darryn." Yes?" "What's your Animagus?" Darryn laughed. "Look at this. He took of his sunglasses and his eyes blazed red. All the lights went out. Then, a phoenix dived out of the darkness.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Animagus Chronicles, Part 12
"What!?" Lee shrieked. "You're turning it down?" Darryn smoothed down his sleek, smooth hair. "Yup." "Y-you can't!" He simply picked up a soda. "Give me a good reason." He popped open the top of the soda can. "B-because..." He took a long sip of soda. "I thought so. Now LEAVE!" Bliss pushed through Lee and Lyre. She knocked the soda out of Darryn's hand. "Darryn! Lea is back!" Darryn's jaw dropped. "What?" "LEA-IS-BACK!" "No. She was killed in the Black Blaze." Lee stood up. "Actually, i'm the King Dragon." "Ha. No, you aren't. Prove it." Lee was tired of doing this. His eyes turned silver and he turned into a dragon. "OK, ok I believe you. I'll join. But you'll need this." He handed Lee a small bottle of fire. "What does it do?" "The fire is mine. You touch it." He touched it and the fire turned into liquid silver. "Drink that when the next war comes." "Wait, Darryn." Yes?" "What's your Animagus?" Darryn laughed. "Look at this. He took of his sunglasses and his eyes blazed red. All the lights went out. Then, a phoenix dived out of the darkness.
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