The Chronicles of Starlyn

For generations it has been known that elves are immortal except for death by battle or poison. Something strange happens and Starlyn's mother becomes sick with an illness that seems to only be getting worse with each passing day. Starlyn loves her mother and wishes to find any way to help her, yet it seems nothing can be done except to sit and watch. It breaks her spirit but she spends every moment she can with her mother, as she fights frantically for an unknown cure. She went to the elven healers and herbalists but even they cannot find a way. Meanwhile Starlyn's sister Arria takes more drastic measures to try and help their mother, even diving into the restricted books of the elven library about dark magic. The dark magic is dangerous and forbidden for elves to use because it is said that even the willpower of an elf cannot prevail with the touch of a dark taint. Arria is not concerned of her own welfare and dives into heavy studies with the books. Strange things begin to happen, a


10. Chapter 9

Chapter 9:

                Starlyn awoke suddenly in the night to the sound of dripping surrounding her. Her hammer and armor were gone as well as the rest of her clothes. She lay naked on the cold cement ground with her hands chained behind her back. Her titanium handcuffs were chained to a large pole imbedded into the walls. She had to roll over in able to pick herself up. As she stood up she unsteadily strode over to the steel door and peaked out of the small hole located at the top. The hall was empty and lit up with torches, allowing only a small amount of light to leak into her room. Sighing, she fell to the ground with her back to the door. As she sat she looked around the room once more. It was dark and small with a stone bed and a meat seat as tall as her knees with a hole in the center. Disgusting. The constant dripping was in the back corner where she would have to cup her hands in a small puddle for water. She bowed her head and rested it on her knee with a sigh.

                She knew she had spent at least a full moon inside of the prison and she was growing weak. Next to the door was a pile of bowls with raw rotten meat. Dozens of flies noisily circled the bowls of filth. She wasn’t about to eat meat, she would much rather starve than resort to such methods. It seemed it was only the scraps she was given anyway, with parts of eyes and intestines.

                There wasn’t much rest for her in the prison. Several small noises throughout the night continued to wake her up. She kept turning her head from side to side with hopes that it would help, but nothing seemed to help. It became habit for her to sleep on her back so she could keep an eye on her surroundings, but the metal cuffs prevented it for her. She missed her hammer dearly.

                She began to wonder at the person who visited her at her cell. It seemed to be a female creature which seemed strange when all the rest appeared to be male. From what she could tell in the bad lighting, the woman’s face appeared to be soft rather than scaly. There was something strangely familiar about the voice that she could not place, but she wasn’t sure what. The woman seemed to want to help her but seemed incapable of doing so.

                There hadn’t been any visitors since the cloaked woman. Instead Starlyn sat alone in the dark waiting and wondering what was going to happen next. She wondered if she imitated the creatures because she was an elf or if the woman that visited her had convinced the creatures to stay away.

                The sound of rough pounding footsteps echoed through the empty halls outside. Starlyn froze, listening for a moment before rushing to her feet and away from the door. She sat on the cold stone bed and waited. The door slammed open and three creatures burst through with snarls before closing it. They carried torches which illumined their strong arms and broad shoulders. Now that she was so close to them without the blunt end of a hammer to protect herself she was able to study them.

Their exterior was rough with hardened scales and long snouts that held sharp teeth. They reassembled either a snake or a lizard with the scales and shape of face, and yet they were so much larger and stood on two legs. Both feet were large, at least twice the size as hers and four thick toes with long sharp black claws. Their hands were large as well with five fingers and five large claws a few inches long. They didn’t need weapons with the hardness of their claws, especially with how sharp they were. The creatures’ eyes were the most fearsome with large black pupils and a fiery red like flames surrounding them – making them look like a red sun’s eclipse.

When one of them walked towards her the flames in its eyes grew wilder. It grabbed her right arm below the shoulder and pressed her against the wall. She flinched and kicked the creature in the groin. The dragon let go of her arm and fell to the floor in the thud. Within seconds the other two rushed towards her. Reacting on instinct she grabbed both chains as high as she could above her head with both hands. When the two dragons got near she pulled herself up, lifting her feet off the ground, and used each foot to kick the creatures in the jaw. Now all three dragons lay upon the ground and attempted to get back up. Starlyn’s movement had been so quick with her elven speed that they didn’t seem to comprehend what had happened to them.

She used her left foot to raise the closest creature to its feet and then swung her cuffed hands at its temple. The sound of the metal bashing into its skull echoed throughout the room as it collapsed to the ground, lifeless. She walked over to the next that was crawling towards her and kicked it in the jaw. The third one came at her in a rush and she had to dodge to its side. She swung the chains around her wrists in the air and around the creature’s neck, pulling tight. When she pulled tight she could feel the life draining from it until it went limp in her arms. The second one got back to its feet and lunged towards her making it so she had to jump in the air to dodge it, bringing the creature still wrapped in her chains with her. When gravity took her back down she wrapped her legs around the last dragon and crisscrossed them around the other side of its neck. She squeezed as hard as she could until it collapsed onto the ground.

Starlyn got to her feet and looked down at the three dead dragons. A feeling of relieve overcame her followed by tiredness. Just as she thought she was safe she could hear noises outside the door. There was no time for her to relax as the door swung open and four more dragons rushed in, this time with copper hammers. They started beating Starlyn all over her body and face until she lay on the ground motionless, whimpering. Silent tears poured down her face mixing with the red blood that now covered her body.

Two of the dragons lifted her by her head and feet to lay her down on the stone bed. One of them held her arms up by the chains while two others held both of her legs down. The fourth one walked up to her and smiled with sharp teeth showing her a reflection of herself in tears. Even though she was pinned down she still tried to kick and scream. When a creature covered her mouth she only bit it, hurting her teeth over its thick scales. One of the creatures stroked up and down her body with a grin. She didn’t need to wonder why there weren’t any females of this race anymore, for now she knew. It did not take two of them to reproduce, only one.

Her life seemed to flash in a breath before her very eyes. If they touched her she knew her life was over whether they killed her or not. Tears poured down her face in streams but it was all for vain because she wasn’t able to move, she wasn’t able to stop them. She promised herself that if she survived this she would make it her lifelong goal to kill each and every one of the creatures.

An explosion shattered the door inside and crushed the dragon that was touching her against the wall. The remaining three creatures let go of her and rushed to meet whoever was in the doorway. Her vision was blurred through tears but she could see green spheres of magic of either water or flame clash into each of the three creatures, knocking them to the wall. A lone figure walked towards Starlyn surrounded by green tinted white light. All of Starlyn’s remaining energy faded and she blacked out.

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