Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon Eye ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

You will find a lot of the same places in this story from “The Fated,” but is a different era.

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The amethyst eyed man came upon a clearing near the river. A woman with long, caramel red hair was bent down in the river, washing off fruits she had collected earlier that morning. Not wanting to be seen in the nude, the man stepped carefully behind the thorn bushes before calling out. “Caelia!” He threw a stone at her. As the small pebble hit the water, ripples forming from where it struck the calm surface, the woman turned around. “Duo! Don’t you have anything better to do than to throw stones at me?”
Duo smiled. “I would if you’d tell me where my clothes were.” “Behind the ash tree. They’ve been mended and washed.” Duo sauntered off towards the tree, gathered his clothes out of the basket and dressed quickly in his brown pants and green tunic.

Duo plopped down next to Caelia, watching contently as she washed the fruits with a damp rag. “There’s bread in that basket if you’re wondering.” Duo smiled as he rummaged through the basket, pulling out a loaf of bread. He began to tear off pieces of the day old bread. “I’m beginning to run out of excuses for your absences. I think Calhoun is starting to question your weekly disappearances.”
Duo snorted as he reached for an apple. “That old Merlin. What could he possibly think I’d be doing every fortnight?” Caelia stood, dusting off her skirts, and picked up a basket of fruits. “You’d be surprised what Lord Calhoun knows. Could you grab the other baskets for me? Igira is expecting us.”
“Us?” Duo asked as he gathered the baskets, tossing the apple core to the side. “Don’t worry, Duo,” Caelia replied. “I only told her that I received message from you that you’d be arriving soon. That’s all.”
“Well of course she’d believe that! She’d believe you if you told her you’d saw me flying by catapult into the castle!”
“Well I’d believe it if I saw you flying by catapult into the castle grounds.”
“What’s that suppose to mean?” Caelia giggled as she took off running, Duo following behind her.

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“Has the barrier been set, Wufei?” Heero asked as the priest approached them from behind the foliage. Wufei nodded as he took his place next to Trowa.
It was an hour after dusk, the time when wyverns would begin to feed. The three hunters stayed covered as they watched the clan of Ezenos dragons fly overhead. Exenos’s were small dragons, no larger than two horses. Their dark orange color allowed them to blend into the colors of dawn and dusk. They had long snouts, sharp razor teeth and a wingspan of twenty feet. They were the smallest of dragons, but still powerful enough to take a carriage into the sky.
The hunters waited until the dark spots of the wyverns could no longer been seen in the sky.

Carefully they approached the entrance of the cave. It was a deep cavern dropping down inside the mountain. Trowa drooped a smoke bomb induced with sleep herbs. The blue orb lit the pathway down into the cavern, hitting the bottom with a thump before exploding, casting it‘s gasses into the cave. They tied the ropes from their harnesses on a pulley and began to carefully scale down the entrance.
They made it safely to the bottom. A small dragon, no larger than a full grown horse was sleeping. It was what is know as the nurse wyvern, staying behind from the hunt to protect the eggs. It’s only reward for it’s act would be the small thigh of a cow. Wufei finished off the dragon, lest it wake up while they were rigging the cave.
They approached the nests, there was roughly over thirty eggs and by the sizes, they would be hatching within a moon. This would pose a problem if it wasn’t taken care of soon.
They punctured three inch holes into the shell, the protective embryo spilled out. They placed within the holes small black round objects known as powderstone. Powderstone was a very valuable and explosive rock found only within the volcanic zones. The smallest bit of force on a pebble could blow off a person’s arm and destroy the surrounding area. They placed the small stones within all the eggs, totaling to thirty-seven unborn wyverns.
Once finished they placed larger stones of the explosive around the cave, concealing them into every crevice and corner. Finished, Heero tied a quick burning cord to one of the stones attaching the wire to his belt. As they scaled back up the wall, Heero would stop to place powderstone into the footholds and tie the cord around them before continuing.

They climbed out the entrance, nearly finished with their job. Heero and Trowa took over behind the ferns, rolling out the cord as they went. Wufei stayed behind, securing scrolls to the entrance to provide a barrier for the dragons to enter, but not to leave, trapping them within their grave.
Wufei took cover with Heero and Trowa, removing the barrier they had placed earlier. They waited into the hours of the morning for the dragons to return.

It was nearing dawn when the family of wyverns returned. One by one they entered the cavern, becoming sealed to their fate. Their cries of despair for their lost one and un-hatched eggs echoed out across the mountain side. Trowa lit the match, lighting the cord.
Rock by rock the entrance caved in as the powderstone ignited and exploded, sealing the dragons in. The hunters could hear the painful cries of the Ezenos wyverns as the powderstone inside their home exploded, smashing them beneath the mountain.
It wasn’t till the sun had fully risen in the east when the dying screams of the dragons were no more.

“I assume all wyverns were destroyed?” Rashid asked as the three hunters entered his tent.
Heero nodded. “They were Ezenos wyverns.”
“Then you had no problems with slaying them, no?” Trowa nodded. “Good. I’ll send a messenger with notice to the King that we will ride out tomorrow. That’ll give them a day to prepare for our arrival.” Rashid sealed the scroll with the dark red wax and embellished his emblem. He called for a page.
A small boy, no older than thirteen and looking nervous entered. Rashid handed him the scroll. “Ride forth immediately and give this to the High King.” The page bowed and left the tent. They would ride out tomorrow, arriving in Vashti within four days.

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Quatre set in the hall listening as the Merlin’s apprentice, Caelia, played the harp. The sound was uplifting, enlightening to those that heard it. Quatre had been holding counsel with the Merlin, an old Druid by the name of Calhoun, his mother’s brother.
Calhoun was nearing his days. At the age of sixty his once midnight hair had grayed and silvered. His green eyes had dulled, but the wisdom still showed within it’s depths. He leaned on a staff that had been carved to form the shape of a serpent, the same tattoos that graced his and Quatre’s forearms. His long cloaks trailed to the floor, it was a surprise the old man hadn’t tripped over them yet. It was probably form the many years of wearing the robes of a Merlin that enabled him to walk gracefully in them.
A page entered the room, looking worn from travel. He approached Quatre and bowed. “A message from the duke Rashid.” Quatre read the message, a smile gracing his angelic features.
“Rashid will return with the hunters. The mission was successful. They’ll arrive tomorrow.” Quatre read aloud. “Caelia?”
Caelia stopped playing the harp. “Yes, milord?”
Quatre smiled at her. “Inform Igira of Lord Rashid’s returning and that of the three hunters. Ask her to prepare for a feast tomorrow at dusk.”
Caelia bowed. Tucking her harp into her arm, she bowed to Calhoun and left the hall, heading towards the kitchens to inform Igira of the news.

“Duo!” Caelia called out into the forest, looking for her braided haired friend. Softly she heard him cry out. She approached the river where Duo was casually resting, watching as the butterflies and birds flew through the canopy.
“There’s going to be a feast tomorrow.”
“What for?” Duo was curious. It wasn’t a holiday that he knew of nor was it an important date.
“The Duke Rashid is returning with three hunters that the High King had hired to dispose of troublesome wyverns in Euclea. They’re to arrive tomorrow and to celebrate their victory.”
“The wyverns in Euclea were Ezenos dragons. They were quite bothersome, even to me when I passed through.” Duo replied.
“Duo, don’t you realize what this means? You’ll have to be on your guard while they’re here. I’ve been with the councilors during meetings and have heard of Lord Calhoun saying that the High King wishes to instate them into his court to serve as hunters for him and other countries. If that happens you can’t come here anymore, it’d be too dangerous.”
Duo was silent. “I wouldn’t worry your pretty head about it. I’ll deal with it when the time arises.”
Caelia opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it, seeing no reason to argue over something that could or couldn’t happen.

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It was five hours after noon when Duke Rashid and the three hunters had arrived at the gates of Vashti.