Erica Bluewater: Another Legend

A month away from her sixteenth birthday, Erica Bluewater sadness fills her soul more than ever. But when a griffin arrives in the back garden of the care home she lives in, her life turns upside down. As she walks into life that she has always dreamed of, she learns that she will become a legendary Dragon Rider. And will vanquish the dark cloud of evil that hangs over the island of the great Dragonlords. But in the midst of all of this, she finds comfort in a stable boy when she is under too much pressure. Realizing her enemy is a vampire, her human strength isn't going to do anything. But when she realizes her powers, she can fight back. Or can she?

This the original, i'm rewriting it at the moment.


21. Death

I regained consciousness in my chambers, Kamalia had her head through the window. She had water around her eyes, she'd been crying. Then I remembered everything from last night, I immediately sat up and ran to the corridor and to the back door. I heard a voice call my name, I turned to see Valeska walking towards me. But I ran out of the back door and to the stables, he wasn't there. 'He's been sentenced to death,' I turned to see Kamalia, her neck lowered. Knowing I wanted to see him, she picked me up and flew me to the temple's dungeon's. I rushed down a grey bricked stair spiral, candles occasionally lighting the way. Until I came to a wooden oak door, no-one guarded it. I pushed it open, and scanned the prison cells. Then I saw him, covered in blood, rips in his skin and crushed bones. I walked cautiously towards him, I could hear him crying. But not from pain by the sounds of it. When he saw me, he pulled himself to the cell bars. His leg was broken, a thick trail of blood traced the place where he had once been. I knelt down lower to him, and looked into his damaged eyes. The once emerald green eyes, now replaced by dirty green stones. “I'm so sorry,” I whispered, he put his hand on my cheek. “It was worth it, to be yours for a few weeks. Or even an hour,” tears bleeding their way through my shut eyelids as I wanted to see him tall, strong and once again mine. The wooden oak door crashed open, and in came Valeska, “Ah Erica.” She gracefully walked towards me, and took my hand, and pulled me up like a toy. “You must prepare for you wedding to Adonis next Sunday,” I looked into her eyes. I could tell she would do anything just to pass on her genes. Even make my life miserable, and sentence Arthur to death. I looked over to Arthur, he looked away in pain, pain of losing me. I pulled my hand from Valeska, and walked back over to Arthur. She rolled her eyes, “He's a coward, he's just a-” “Stable boy?” I questioned her powerfully. I glared at her, sensing her powers were about to erupt. “I don't care what you see, I'am not going to marry you're son.” I clearly stated, sounding once in my life as if I had control over someone else. She grabbed the keys, opened the cell and shoved me in. Locking it behind me, and left. All of that happened I less than several seconds. My dress had been through a lot, and was tattered, so I ripped some of it off, and binded the wounds on Arthur's calf. He watched me, surprised. “Why did you do that?” he asked. I looked at him, his eyes looked more green now. “Do what?” I questioned looking away. He gave me a look, “You know what,” I carried on tying the bandage around his calf. “You know why. I don't want to be with Adonis, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” I looked up into his eyes, he breathed out heavily. “Well, that won't be much longer, because my head will be chopped off tomorrow.” I could see the fear in his eyes, death was peaceful, easy, but life is complicated and difficult. But why do we fear death, to sit among the clouds and play a harp, according to Christianity. And to other religions, we begin a next life as another form. But in my opinion, we walk the Earth as we did before as spirits. But the living cannot see us, but we still live in our own ways. Arthur put his back to the grey brick wall after he dragged his way over there, painfully. I sat next to him, he seemed so broken down, and small. And yet he was still taller than me. He put his hand on my neck, “You look beautiful.” He tried to say, moaning slightly. “Even half dead?” I questioned. “Why half dead?” confused in question. “When, you die, half of me will die.” I looked away, I wouldn't ever want that to happen. “Listen to me Erica,” he turned my face to look at him. His hand trembling against my tear soaked red cheek. “You can survive without me, but through death. I will be by your side, even if you get married. And have children, I will always be yours, forever.” When he spoke those last immortal words, they echoed in my head. Bouncing from side to side, I couldn't think of my life without Arthur by my side. Even though I've only known him for a few weeks, and half of that I've bee unconscious. Thanks to a certain vampire, that reminds me, what was his name? “Arthur?” “Yeah,” “What's your father's name?” He shrugged his shoulder, “Dunno. I never called upon to him, so I never knew.” I nodded, we need to get out. But how, without Valeska knowing. I asked myself again and again, Arthur was in horrible pain. But he was trying to convince me that he's fine, but I wasn't that dumb. The leg I bandaged wasn't the broken one, when I noticed that. I ripped the bottom half of my dress for bandages. Wrapping the leg was easy, but not hurting it in the process wasn't. He groaned in pain, “Sorry.” I said, “It's fine Erica. Just leave it,” he didn't want the bandages clearly. But the reason wasn't so clear. A gigantic eye appear against the cell window, it was Kamalia. 'Adonis is coming,' she spoke distinctly in my mind. I nodded, and soon enough. Adonis came into the dungeons, bruised, and bloody. “Adonis, what happened?” In shock, I rose to my feet, and went to the bars. “My Mother, that's what. She is so annoyed that you won't have children with me, so took it out on me.” He took the keys off the hook, “What are you doing?!” “Busting you both out,” he unlock the doors. “Arthur can't walk,” I grabbed Arthur hand and lifted him to his feet. But he grasped onto my shoulder to stand up straight. For once he needs me, normally I'm the one who is injured. Adonis came to Arthur's side, one over either one of us, he walked him out into the field. Calenta was already there, Kamalia wasn't though. I don't need her at the moment, Valeska ran from the temple. Along with all the other Dragonlords, including my parents. “ERICA, ADONIS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING.” Valeska screamed as loud as she could, “Mother leave it.” We both helped Arthur onto his Dragons back. “He has been sentenced to death!” “Just because I'm in love with him, and I won't marry your son.” “And I don't want to marry her either,” Valeska brushed her hair behind her ear. My first impression of her was wrong, I thought she was caring, and beautiful. She acts caring to get what she wants, and she just beautiful on the outside. As thin as a Dragon's scale, “You love a stable boy?” she laughed at the very idea. Her husband, Livano, he rolled his eyes. She was cruel, “Why shouldn't she love who she wants.” Adonis questioned his Mother, “Because she's going to marry you, you twat.” I looked into her eyes, she doesn't care for anything, but herself. Kamalia appeared from nowhere and attacked Valeska, but was blocked by her Dragon. Haldis, a male deep dark dragon. He didn't attack Kamalia, he just defended his master. 'Kamalia, I know you can read my mind, but I didn't order you to attack. Even though I was thinking it,' I spoke in my mind. She came to my side, she dropped her head. 'I'm sorry,' I stroked her scaly neck, 'It's okay.' “Valeska, why do you want him to have a child anyway?” Arthur spoke. “How dare you ask me a question, you stable boy.” She spat, she threatened while she took a step forward. “And how dare you talk to my fiancé like that,” when I said the word fiancé. Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy, “You're engaged?” Silvana asked. I nodded, “None of you have the authority to tell me what to do. I an understand my parents are aloud. But I barely know anything about them, so even they don't have a right.” I mounted Kamalia, and Arthur prepared himself. Damalis appeared, if you can't remember, that was Adonis's Dragon. He mounted him also, “ADONIS, I ORDER YOU TO COME HERE RIGHT NOW.” “No, you're my Mother no longer, I only have a father.” All three of us took to the air, both Kamalia and Calenta followed Damalis. But the freedom broke very suddenly, Haldis burst out of a cloud and ripped through Kamalia's icy scales. Her scream echoed around my ears, “NO.” I cried, and I fell off the saddle in horror. Red is a deadly colour, the colour of blood...
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