The Door (Part 4)

Yay! Next shortie chapter!
I finally had to resort to Write Or Die to actually get anything out, but now it seems to be getting a little more exciting.
Oh, and Happy Single Awareness day!
And sorry I haven't posted in like a week. I'm just really bad at blogging I suppose.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three

(Edit: I forgot the first two paragraphs yesterday)


Kelana stared in a way that seemed to ask, "Are you stupid?".
     Nezinth didn't notice the expression, for he had cocked his head to the right, as if listening for something. Kelana frowned, listening as well. She heard nothing but silence however.
     Suddenly Nezinth leaped at her, quick enough that she had no time to react. He tackled her to the floor just as there was a great explosion of dust and rock.

     Kelana felt a blush rising to her face as the the boy covered her body with his own, shielding her from flying projectiles of lethal stones. There was a rumbling, and then another explosion.
     After that there was silence.
     Nezinth slowly got off of Kelana, rolling to the side and then sitting back up to see if she was okay. She was doing fine, aside from the blush that had risen to her face at the shock of having him that close to her. She laid on the floor, breathing heavy.
     After nodding to himself at Kelana's unharmed condition, Nezinth stood and faced the direction of the blast. There was a moment of silence, and by then Kelana's shock was wearing off, and her curiosity was acting up. She shuddered once at the thought of Nezinth on her, even though he had been protecting her, then she sat up to see what was happening.
     And somehow managed to stay conscious, though she grew light headed.
     Sticking it's head through a giant hole in the wall, was a big, green dragon. Kelana's mouth dropped open wide.
     A dragon! She thought to herself. I'm seeing a real dragon! Nezinth had said that he was a dragon, but she hadn't seen a lick of evidence for that.
     The giant green dragon's giant pink eye focused on her, though she couldn't quite tell because Nezinth was standing in front of her.
     YOU THOUGHT WE WOULD NOT KNOW? A voice suddenly pounded in her head. She cried out in pain, and dropped her head into her hands .
     She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she felt the pain easing away . She looked up to see Nezinth had drawn closer to her and put his hand on her shoulder.
     Leave, dragon brother, She heard Nezinth's voice in her head. This is the Mother Dragon's Temple. Do not dishonor her, He sounded like he was threatening the dragon. It seemed so funny, that a small boy should challenge a giant dragon, that she almost laughed. Almost.
     He sounded confident too, which made her wonder.
     SHE MUST BE DESTROYED, The voice said in her head again, but not so painfuly.
     Destroyed? Me? She thought to herself Why? Her head was only beginning to clear of confusion, but the dragon was adding to it.
     She is the mother dragon! She heard Nezinth arguing with the dragon. He didn't sound so confident in that statement, but he said it anyway.
     THE MOTHER DRAGON? NO. SHE IS NOT, YOU FOOL, The dragon roared.
     Well, at least no everybody thinks I'm the Mother Dragon, She thought to herself.
     She is the Mother Dragon! Nezinth thought loud and clear again.
     OH REALLY? AND JUST WHAT DOES SHE HAVE TO SAY TO THAT?
     Nezinth looked at Kelana. She shook her head. "I am not the Mother Dragon." In fact, she still couldn't believe all of this was happening. Dragons? No, they couldn't be real. She decided that she simply must be delusional.
     SHE MUST BE DESTROYED The green dragon roared again, and growled.
     Then he shape shifted.
     He turned into a human. Just like Nezinth. Just like a normal mid-thirties man. This was a dragon?
     Kelana sat with her mouth agape once more. She couldn't comprehend how all of this was happening.
     "Now, how would you two like to die?" The man asked, his voice still deep and large as that of the green dragon.

The Door (Part 2)

So this one's a bit shorter than the last one by a few hundred words, but here it is.

You might want to read part one if you haven't.

She gaped at the back of his head, he still unaware that she was there. Her eye twitched.

     The young man let go of the handle and walked into the doorway, which seemed to be a pool of grey, like the door just went into the wall. But when he stepped into it, it rippled and enveloped him, and he disappeared into the grey.

     Kelana stared dumbly at the grey pool of nothing. How did he do that? She shook her head, then resolutely walked forward towards the open door. She was just a foot away from the grey when she stopped walking. She leaned forward trying to see through it. She saw only grey, of course. 

     Straightening, Kelana held out a hand. She hesitated to touch it, but then she put her hand onto the wall of grey, sending ripples across it. It was cold, and she tried pulling her hand away. She frowned as her hand wouldn't come off, like it was stuck.

     And then the grey started pulling her hand in. She cursed and tried pulling her hand free. She accidentally tried to brace herself with her other hand on the cold pool of grey, and she was pulled into the grey by both hands. She swore right before she was engulfed by the cold pool of grey.

     Her vision was filled with the grey, and she felt suffocated, though it seemed she could breath. She couldn't move though.

     The next moment, she emerged on what she guessed was the other side. She gawked at what she saw. 

     Pure white marble pillars raised the roof that curved into a dome. On the inside of the dome was painted with intricately detailed flying dragons through the sky with fluffy clouds. 

     Under the dome, however, was a sight even more beautiful and shocking. There was a dragon statue with a woman statue on a raised platform with stairs leading up to it. The dragon was about eight feet taller than the woman, with sky blue scales and feathery scales along the spine. The tail of the dragon swooped out around the front of the woman. The dragon's head was tilted off to the side, as if it was looking at Kelana out the side of it's eye. The woman was in front of the dragon, and she had a spring dress on that was colored sky blue, her hair was braided and over her shoulder so that it hung down the front, and it had delicate spring flowers in it. Her arms were spread in a welcoming gesture, and her face was carved into a soft expression of love.

     What was shocking about it was that the woman looked like Kelana, just a little more matured. They could have been twins.

     She remembered the reason she had come in here as the young man whipped around to face her, drawing her attention to him. She saw a mixture of shock, suspicion, then some more shock pass on his face before he dropped to one knee, bowing his head. 

     She assumed that he knelt because she was a princess, but something told her otherwise. Literally.

     Selvara, a young man's voice sounded softly in her head. It is an honor.
     Kelana promptly fainted.