Bellissimi Dragons

Scar,Serge, Xyla and Ombra Leonardo all find themselves in a fiery situation when they arrive just outside of London at St. Clermont's school. After an Major school accident they flee for the Main City where they find people who may just be the same as them.


6. Fire Cnt.

The next morning dragged, painfully. Serge and Ombra sat in their Maths Classroom, staring into complete and utter space.

“Ombra, I bet you I can set fire to that tree, without Sir knowing…” Serge grinned, mischievously.

“You’re so Childish...but alright then, go ahead” Ombra laughed, sitting back into his chair. Serge focused on the tree, an old willow. A light orange flame burned brightly before being swiftly put out by a light wind. Laughter erupted from the twins

“Leonardo? Are you quite Alright? Would a Detention be sufficient? Tonight? Good!” Asked the stern Looking, Mr.Stimpsons. Ombra nodded profusely, choking back tears of pure laughter. Class wasn’t much better for Miles or Scar. They found themselves once again sat in the church, opposite the school, singing the many hymns they now knew off by heart.

“Scarlett Leonardo? Am I keeping you from something? You seem very. How can I put this….Bored?” Asked Ms.Trickett. Scar rolled her eyes, smiling over at Miles. “You and Mr. Carter can expect to be in a detention. Tonight, your attitude in choir is quite immature” Miles let out a short chuckle before returning to his singing part. The sweet melody that filled the hall was a calming sound but still one that had been heard, multiple times before.

The bell rung for fifth period, reuniting the Leonardo family and Miles, they all looked at their siblings in a disappointed manner.

“Detention” They all sighed in unison. Well at least they would be all together.

“Well, we all a free period” Exclaimed Xyla, “Want to go into the Village, just browse?” They all nodded, walking out into the cold air.

“It’s so cold here!” Scar sighed, shaking slightly “My hands are turning blue!” Miles wrapped his coat around her shoulders, kissing her cheek gently. “Thank you. This school is ridiculous, a detention for not being enthusiastic enough when some girls don’t even turn up for stupid”

“Just keep on the good side. Were here to stay Scar, whether you like it or not” Xyla laughed slightly, opening the door to the Ol’ Coffee house. They all took a seat, Serge, going to collect drinks.

“So what’s the rebel situation?” Questioned Ombra, putting his feet upon the table. “I heard from Peyton that they were from out of town...foreigners?”

“You could say that” Thought Xyla, thinking back to her moment with Tobias.

“Yeah… they should not be a father has Dragons searching the perimeter of the Village” Miles gloated, taking a sip from his Americano. “Just keep an eye on everything!”

The four other Dragons nodded, as they began to talk tactics.

“Its 3 o’clock...detention time” Serge Joked, leading the way back to school. They all sat quietly in the west tower, science lab. An angered Mr. Stimpson strolled into the room, his chest puffed out and his head held in the haughtiest of manners.

“I need to go. I will lock the door. I will check on you every so often. Do not mess me about or there shall be severe consequences”.

 The group nodded and smiled smugly until he had left the room. The piece of paper that lay with in Scar’s hands was burnt to a crisp by her sister’s gaze. Many more pieces of paper were burned as the time progressed.

“What about that?” Serge smiled. The smile that was painted upon Serge’s mouth was not a happy one but more devilish. He pointed over to a large, cardboard box, placed on the window sill. He concentrated just as much as he had on the tree, maybe even more. But suddenly, instead of a regular small flame, a roaring fire had began to burn big and bright with no means of stopping it.

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