Sons of Dragons Part 2Author's NoteSons of Dragons Part 2 by MilesPrower374
When you see *** between lines, the story is switching from the flashback to reality, or the other way around.
Anyways... back to the story!
"Moooooooooom! Why can't I join the choir?"
"Because I said so. We've had this discussion plenty of times, and I'm giving the same answer!"
I've always wanted to join the high school choir, band, and even the track team, but my parents always gave me the "look" and gave me the "no". I honestly don't understand why, but when they get their minds started on something, they don't let up.
"Go to your room and finish your homework. I know you've been procrastinating the past few weeks. Your grades are showing it!" my mom scolded.
I groaned and stomped up the stairs. My parents seem to have been hiding things ever since I left middle school. They're not letting me go for any after-school activities, or extra-curricular things in general. I wanted to know why, but they don't tell me anything, not even why my hair shines as if its
Sons of Dragons Part 1It hurt, it hurt all over.Sons of Dragons Part 1 by MilesPrower374
I couldn't stand to watch her suffer like this. I had just confessed my love to her, and now, her soul was about to be devoured. The battle we just had left cuts and scratches over everyone, even Praefectus was slumped up against a pillar, gasping for oxygen. Lepus was unconscious with her face bruised and beaten on the ground. Proeliator had a broken arm and bloody gloves. I was against a pillar, gasping for what air I could still contain in my punctured lungs, and seeing the one I loved in terror directly under the great beast's head made what life I had left seem pointless.
"How unfortunate..." the satanic beast chuckled "humanity's last hope was nothing but a drop of water falling into the hells."
I wanted to scream at the monster, but my injuries only let a sob escape my mouth. She was terrified, and I couldn't comfort or protect her. Tears flowed from my face into open cuts, making me cry harder.
"The Sons of Dragons were nothing, and s
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Apparently I have fun messing with friends.
"Silver," Shinx said in a suddenly calm tone "I will shove your ears down your throat so you can HEAR THAT ANNOYING QUESTION OVER AND OVER AGAIN!"
"That's nice," I said with a cocky smile "I like the sound of my voice."
With those words, I swear I saw his face turn from blue to red. I was having a hard time trying to contain laughter, so I settled for just doing a Me Gusta instead. I was incredibly bored after we packed up the campsite, and I needed something to do. Now I was entertained, and Shinx had smoke coming out of his ears.
Off in the distance, and by distance I mean between the legs of everyone taller than one foot which was almost everyone, a city was materializing on the landscape. From what I saw, there were a variety of structures, and the city itself was fairly large. On top of that, I smelled food. Good food! Spices, sugars, and a warm breeze to carry it all was a meal for the nose.
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I really needed to take a break and give my barking dogs a rest. Shinx didn't look like he was holding up much either. He was stumbling every now and then, and he didn't look too happy with all of the walking. We were quite a ways away from Scarlet Village. In fact, we've been walking for so long now, the sun just set, and it was just past noon when we left! Some of the other pokémon looked like they needed a break too, while the other ones, such as Conkeldurr, kept their heads high.
My stomach was also yelling at me. I realized I haven't eaten at all since when Shinx found me. I was so tempted to reach into my bag to grab an apple, but I would have to stop, reach into the bag, pick up an apple, and chow down while everyone else continued walking. Good first impressions are always a yes, but my legs and stomach were trying to make a one-sided argument with my willpower.
While I was m