The Attack of the Dragons

It was a quiet, peaceful day. I felt the cool wind brushing across my face. The bright sun cast a ray of light in my eyes. I could spot the dragons flapping their large wings gracefully in the beautiful blue sky. It was a day like every other, but what I didn’t know was our lives would all change.

As I advanced towards the school, as I was an adored teacher of the magic arts, I stopped to view as the immortals galloped on their horses, their eyes gazing up at the sky, After they passed there was a sudden chill that went through the air.

As I rolled my eyes. I could see my breath; it was a thick cloud, When I emerged into the classroom my students peeked up at me. I was about to start teaching the class when there was a sudden boom outside. My students were scared. They were shaking and looking down. They all were acting as my words of calm down, never even reached them. I looked out the window and saw a dragon zip down and grab a big muscular man off the street, and the dragon’s large claws crush the man like he was like a small twig. Chills went up my spine.

I glanced and it seemed like the children didn’t see what I had witnessed. Moments later the principal jolted into the room. He frantically said that school was cut short today. I turned my head back to my class as I heard popping in my neck. My class was waiting for me to dismiss them. I calmly told them they could leave. Their feet quickly pittered out the door.

After an hour later of sitting at my desk wondering what was going on outside, I gathered all my courage and stood up. The chair gave a quiet squeak. I marched towards the door of the classroom. I halted at the door and switched off the lights. Then I stepped out of the building.

When I peered at the sky, it was dark like the seas at night. The buildings were crackling as they burned to the ground. The smell of ash and blood filling the air made me sick. I wobbled my way towards the village bunker. I laid my hands upon the lever and felt the cold metal slightly numb my hand. I pulled open the large door and scanned the inside. There were three people. One was a stunning young man wearing a black cloak covered in dust. His body was cast over two children around the age of five. Their eyes were glowing with hope as well as fear.

The young man rose up from the children and proceeded towards me. He paused in front of me and terror shrieked up my spine. He gently held out his hand, and I shook it. His hand was rough and strong.

He opened his mouth to speak his voice slithered out. “My name is Yami,” he said.

“My name is Hikari,” I nervously spouted out. I peered behind him at the children, and his eyes fowled mine.

“AHH yes, the children. I picked them up and brought them here while I was dashing for cover,” he said. His voice was filled with pride.

“Th-thank you. Because of you, the children will have a future,” I happily blurted.

I scanned the area outside. It was incredible! All the spouts of fire were gone. The air smelled plain. The wind was still, as still as a mountain. I started towards the grand arena in the city nearby.

“I can feel a large amount of mana coming from the direction of the grand arena,” I pointed out.

Yami’s hair moved wildly through the air as he turned his head.

“I also feel a large amount of mana,” Yami emotionlessly said.

We darted to the grand arena, the wind blowing in our faces as we approached the massive steel gates. Frost filled the surrounding air. We pushed the large gates, and the cold metal stung at our hands. The old gates screeched to a stop. We staggered inwards. There were four great immortals. They were chanting a spell the dragons were flapping their massive wings above the immortals. I heard the sound of something ripping. I looked upwards I heard dragons screaming. I saw the sky had a rip in it. It was completely dark on the other side of the cut.

About a minute later massive hands of darkness reached out of the rip in the sky and gripped the dragons and immortals and pulled them in after the hands retreated the rip sealed itself all that was left was a giant blog of pure darkness I could hear screams and cries from inside it. I pulled a slab of stone out of my bookbag

“What is that,” Yami asked curiously

“It is a stone slab that I found in some ruins of some dragon worshipers,” I said proudly of my discovery. I set it down on the ground in front of me at that second a voice called out to me.

“Combine light and dark to seal the ancient evil inside the stone”

I jumped and Yami looked at him I asked him if he heard anyone he said he did he grabbed my hand and started chanting I followed along. The blob of darkness was slowly sucked into the stone tablet.

A while after a tall muscular man approached us and thanked us.

“The darkness will return and two children will be born one will bring peace and one will bring chaos but together they will bring balance,” his deep voice spilled out.

Yami and I became good friends. I went back to teaching and Yami went out to help people in need.  Ever since that day my life was never the same.