Fan Fiction ❯ The Ever Burning Flames ❯ The Dream ( Chapter 3 )

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The Dream of the Future

Dremon walked around in a strange forest like place. "Must be a dream," he thought as he passed through the forest looking for a way out. He suddenly found several strange creatures. Their eyes were blood red; their bodies were small and dark green they crouched and never stood straight, they had sharp little teeth and long claws. Dremon grew nervous as they chattered together in a different language, staring at the Dragon in curiosity and suspicion.

They surrounded Dremon, who stayed still not trying to make any threatening moves. One came awfully close to Dremon and kicked at his leg. The one chattered to the others in confusion. One stared into Dremon's eyes as if trying to sense Dremon's low Magical Energy. It spoke in the same chattering manner but Dremon seemed to understand it.

"Do ye know of the Magic Energy?" it spoke. Its voice was deep and threatening to Dremon. At first he did not speak, but only stared at the creature, it grew rather angry quickly.

"Dremon!" it shrieked. "Answer me, you fool! I know ye art not a statue. Speak or forever hold your peace under my claws." Dremon snarled slightly in disgust as it stretched its talon like claws and opened its mouth to show dagger like teeth quite large for such a small creature.

"Filth, I know nothing of this…this Energy," snorted Dremon.

"Ah, then I am glad to be of some service to ye," muttered the Demon. "Ye have much power Sir Dremon of the Dragon Knights. Yesss, I sense it, and I wants that power. I wants your Magic Energy so I may takes it to my master and he shall be pleased with me. Yesss he woulds."

Dremon made a quick attack knowing this was the Leader, he grabbed it and swung his tail at the rest, most of them were hit though some dodged. Dremon ran forward holding the Leader by his feet. The Demon screeched in anger, Dremon grabbed a few leaves and stuffed it in the Demon's mouth, "hush, you disgusting creature!" Dremon stopped and whipped a claw across the Demon's face giving it large slashes where dark black blood dripped. The Demon tried to let out a yell of pain but the leaves in its mouth blocked the sound.

"Tell me of this Energy or you shall perish!" roared Dremon, making the Demon cough out the leaves.

"The Magic Energy is whats allows you to perform energy attacks. It comes from goody-goodsss likes you! Evil things likes us cannot perform such great attacks. I musst collect Magic Energy for Masster! Masster woulds be pleased to haves yours, for you have lots I sense it! Yesss, I doo." hissed the demon looking bloodthirstily at Dremon.

"How am I supposed to use this Energy?" growled loudly Dremon making the Demon shiver.

"You think I…" the Demon stopped as it noticed Dremon was seriously getting angry. "Very well! I haves heard Masster talks of how to use it, `ye musst concentrate on one thing,' he sayss, `ye shalls feels a ssurge of power runs through you. That is the Energy, now brings it out to your fingerss then to your palm it shall creates a ball. This attack is calleds the Spirit Ball. Magic Energy lessenss after every attack, and increases after every physical attack you uses. It is bests to use Magic Energy attackss lasst,' he sayss. Though hard as I tries, I cannot do ssuch thingss."

Dremon threw the nasty filth into a tree knocking it unconscious, then he continued to run through the forest picking up speed as the sound of the weird creatures' chattering sounded that they were chasing after him. He stopped at a clearing to see large buildings. It was a city to Dremon's eyes. As Dremon entered, the city was in ruins, and no living creature was in sight. At the end of a long street was a temple, the only building in the entire city that wasn't in ruins.

Dremon entered the Temple to see a pit filled with fire as if it were liquid. It was a beautiful sight to see, yet quite familiar. Ah, this reminded Dremon of The Book of Ancient Legends. Dremon walked closer to the Fire, it had no heat. A cold fire, no it can't be, could it? Dremon touched the flames, and the moment he did the world seemed to blur and he found himself back in his bed in the City of Dranurt…Dremon had awakened from his dream…