Chapter 2 ~ Shadow Dragons

I hate being sick. It meant I had to be taken care of until I gotten better, which means no alone time. Since my illness is mental I doubted that I would have a few minutes alone, which meant I couldn’t talk to Devon. He talked to me; he was making the plans, while I suffered in silence. “I’m sorry Nisha, but you are risking lot if you talk to me. Pretend your reading, don’t look at me. They’re watching, cameras on the walls; your mother is pretending not to watch you while she washed dishes. Everything you say and do can be used against you, but not doing anything could be just the same. But you need to practice fighting; the creatures see this as an opportunity. They’re going to wait till you’re all alone, and try to kill you, or make it like you’re the one causing the destruction. This is bad, very bad. Ah, dame, another hell hound has moved into the backyard. That makes six now. What are we going to do?” He asked me. I turned the page, pretending I didn’t hear him. I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to make plans and learn how to fight, but everyone was watching me.

   “So, how was your day Nisha?” asked mom. Every night she asked the same stupid question. Before she knew of the illness, she hardly talked to me, but now she is getting annoying. “Fine mom, how was your day?” I responded the same way each time. “Oh, fine. Anything strange happen today?” she asked. “Nope.” We say the same thing everyday. It never changes, and yet they continue to try to solve me. Devon thought is was all very funny, and had a hard time to restrain his giggles. He smiled at me, and I resisted giving him a dirty look, that would have given everything away. Suddenly, the good humor on his face disappeared, and he was now alert. “Nisha, shadow dragons, they’re messing with the cameras! Lighting? There using lighting to short out the electricity! It should hit us in few-” A thundering boom cut him off and everything went dark. “What’s going on?” I asked. Dad answered, but Devon spoke over him, “The hell hounds were scouts, to make a map of the house. Now the shadow dragons have enough knowledge about the house, the family, and you. They’ve been waiting for the right moment to strike!” I got up and ran outside, are the shadow dragons here? The hell hounds were gone, the sky was clear, and the shadow dragons were no where to be seen. “Are they here?” I asked Devon. He nodded saying, “Yes, there hiding, but I can’t tell where. Nisha, we have to be careful, this has all been planned ever since the first strike of the shadow dragons.” He looked at the house, glaring. “What should we do? What can I do? I can’t let my family die Devon!” I yelled. “Back into the house, for your family safety, It’s what they want but they might start destroying things, or try killing your family.”

       We ran back into the house, risking everything we had. “This is it, there going to kill me. I’m going to die, and then they’ll kill my family!” I thought. “Nisha, don’t think negatively. Think about defending, or fighting the dragons. Think dark thoughts will only increases their power, haven’t I already told you that a million times?” He nagged at me, I could here the panic and fear in his voice. We weren’t ready for this, and we are going to die. We walked into the dinning room, my family was gone. “Where are they?” I whimpered, praying that they were safe. The house started shaking, objects flew off shelves and tables, and I was forced to the ground. A plate, cup, and knife landed on me, and then shattered. I covered my head as more objects crashed on me. “Devon!” I screamed. “Relax, just try to think of this stopping, think about them not being able to do this, or a shield around a house, a protective bubble, not dark thoughts!” Then everything stopped, and darkness took place of everything.

  I got up and looked around. Everything was gone, the house, my family were all replaced by a thick darkness. “They have you alone now. Attack number one, they will be a lot more if we survive.” Devon said. If. If. Meaning that we could die this time, that Devon thinks that we will die. What a horrible word, if. “They’re here, get ready to fight.” Devon whispered. A grayish shape formed, then took shape. A Shadow dragon. “Stupid Girl, how foolish it was of you to challenge us. We will give you a chance now, give up or die!”  It was a strange voice, not a voice, but a bunch of growls formed into words. “What happens if we give up?” I asked Devon. “We die. It’s death either way. What do you want to do?” he asked. “Fight!” I screamed. “Foolish human!”  The dragon screeched and he launched himself at me, “A bubble, a hard bubble he can’t get through, a large, tough bubble that nothing can get through.” I thought, as the dragon stopped only a few feet away from me. The dragon jumped a few feet back as a whip of wind cut through the air. “Think of light, soft yellow light. Warm and gentle to melt shadows, calm and soothing.”  I struggled to be calm; this seemed all too easy to be real. A flicker of light, like candle light, and I tried pushing it forward and making it bigger. Something ran into me, knocking me to hidden ground. “There’s two more of them, go on defense!” shouted Devon. “A tough bubble that they can’t get through. A glowing bubble that harms the-” “Defense!” Screamed Devon, he sounded so far away, where was he? “A tough bubble that protects me and Devon, so tough that the shadow dragons can rip.” Something hit me from behind. My bubble wasn’t working. “Strong, so strong that nothing-” A dragon charged at me, stopping a few inches away, but the force knocked me down. A pack of hell hounds jumped on me, I was too weak to fend them off. “Light, light, light, light, light, light, light, light,” my thoughts chanted, I was fearing the worse.

    An exsposion of light forced the hounds off of me, making them scatter to the shadows. The dragons fled, growling curses, and the darkness was eaten away. The house came back, and my family was camly eating dinner. “Nisha, what’s wrong? What on earth are you doing?” asked mom. I got up, and stared at them in surprises. Didn’t they know what happened just now? “You look pale, are you alright?” Asked dad. I nodded and sat down. “They don’t remember what happened, so at least try to act normal. And be on guard, that won’t be the last attack. Also, good job on your part, the light was brilliant.” Said Devon.