Dragon Tamers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
Lila is not an ordinary girl. She is one of the few people who get to ride and train a dragon. But after a late night flight she and her dragon Aire, find Lilas family and Aires mother dead. What will Lila do now?

(Hey everyone, this is not finished, only one part!)

Submitted: July 16, 2013

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“C’mon, Aire!" I yelled as Arie did a double loop in the midnight sky. Her body went back into a normal position of flight and she flew into the white clouds. I felt the wind blow in my face. It was the perfect night. The moon shined up from above as Arie did another loop and dived. I laughed as we approached the Cliffs. She came low and skimmed the water until a spray of sea mist came into my face. She circled the cliffs and landed on a small area. I climbed off of her back and took a look at her scales and to see if then flight had injured her. Arie had Green and Black scales and her head was shaped like an ice-cream cone. Her long, whip like tail was covered in the same scales are her whole body was. I nodded to her and said “Leads head home.” Arie and I have a special connection. Ever since birth we have been best friends. Her mother and my mother are rider and companion also. I walk towards Arie and lead her to the stables we have for her and her mother. As I open the huge red and white door I gasp. There was blood all over the grass around the stables! I bent down and balanced on my ankles. I stuck two fingers in one blob. I sniffed it and breathed heavily. It was a fresh blob of blood. I quickly opened the stable doors. Aries mother was laying there, her humongous body stretched out. She was lifeless. Arie waddled over to the body. She curled next her mother. I ran towards the cottage that my mother and I lived in. I creaked open the door and whispered, “Mom?”

 

I screamed as loud as I could. Blood was everywhere, pots, pans and china were shattered all over the floor and the house was turned upside down. I breathed heavily as I searched for anything to salvage. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I found my mother’s bedroom. She laid there in her bed. I ran over to her. Blood covered the blankets she had crochets. I pulled back the blankets. I fell on my knees and wailed at the sight. She had been completely cut in half. The blood had soaked into her Nightgown. After a moment I got up shakily and tried to control myself. I ran to the closet and pulled a brown backpack from the top. I didn’t want to come back because the people who ambushed her must be coming back. I find the icebox and put Aries food, and my food in one pocket of the pack. “Good” I thought now a few more things. I packed extra clothes, a sleeping bag, and my mother’s locket with my dad’s and my picture in it. I safely put all of the things in the pack and whispered ‘good bye mom.” I walked out of the house and fetched Arie. I said “Arie, I want you to burn down the house and stables. If the people who killed our mothers were looking for something we can’t let them find it. Arie was confused at first but understood. I watched as her hot breath melted away my childhood memories.

After Arie was finished I climbed on her back. I felt yet another tear falling down my cheek as she spread her wings and hovered above the ground. The smothering ruins of my house and stables were still smoking as we flew away. I said to Arie “Let’s find a forest or something” as we flew above the cliffs. The water curled back and forth making swelling white water waves. One waves came and sprayed Arie and I. I started laughing but then remembered it wasn’t a typical night fly. Arie flew until we found a green forest. I lead her down and landed. I start a fire and give Arie and myself some food. After we eat, I pull my mother’s locket from my pack. It’s shaped like a heart and its silver on a sliver chain. The locket sparkles in the Sunrise. Her perfume was still strong on it. I put it back in the sack and snuggled up to Arie. For the rest of the day she kept guard and scared anything that could hurt me away.

 

I woke up at night. I was cold and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to take a walk. Alone. I left Arie asleep there. Even at night her scales sparkled and glimmered.  I made sure I didn’t wonder far and found myself walking into the forest. I climbed a tree and picked an apple from a branch. I looked at, made sure there were no bruises or holes and took a bite. It was full of juice and the sweet, tangy taste burst into my mouth. I climbed the tree and picked more apples. I used the survival skills my father had taught me and found water and filled my canteen. I walked back the way I had gone and found our camp littered and torn. I searched around for clues of who had done it. The thieves had gone through my backpack and stolen all of the food, water and sleeping bags. But they didn’t get my mother’s locket or Aries saddle. But Arie was gone! I called “ARIE! ARIE!” “Are you here?” suddenly I heard rustling, in the bushes. I quickly grabbed a small pocket knife from my tool belt and unsheathed it. I slowly approached the bush and said “Who…who’s there?” No answer. I swallow nervously and approach the quivering bush. I find myself standing over it and I push back the sharp branches and leaves. I peer down and the next thing I knew, I was on the ground, with a boy on top of me. He surely wasn’t from the city, for he was wearing ripped cotton clothes and no shoes. I gasp and he says “hello.” I whimper and he rolls off of me. He says “Are you ok?” I nod and he says “Why were you calling the name Arie.” Finally me with something to say, I answer” She’s…..she’s my dragon. “Ahh, so you’re a dragon tamer. So am I. My names Bo.” He holds out his hand “what’s yours?” I stammer “Li...Lila. He smiles at me with his baby blue eyes and helps me up onto my feet. He asks “Why are you out all alone in these woods.” With a glum expression I answer “Last night Arie and I found both our mothers dead, in our house. We scavenged what the murderers didn’t take and decided to leave.” He didn’t answer for a while and I got to get a good look at him. He looked about my age, 17-ish and had the same dirty Blonde hair I had but instead of green eyes he had intense deep, baby blue eyes. He finally spoke “Maybe the grim clan did it.” I give him a puzzled look and he says “It’s a group of people who think that if anybody challenges them, the kill them. Maybe your mum did something to them.” I shake my head and say “No, she was the kindest, sweetest most innocent person I know.” He shrugs his shoulders and says “Would you like to come back with me to my camp? We wouldn’t want you to be here all by yourself with grims lurking around.” I smile and say “That would be wonderful. Let me collect the stuff that isn’t ruined.” He grinned and I walk towards the destroyed campsite. I sigh and pick up the two things they hadn’t touched, my mother’s locket and Aries saddle. I yell to him ‘I’m ready to go!” He replies “Great let’s get moving.” I run next to him and then I follow him slowly back to his campsite.

 

~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~

 


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