Ruby vs. Drasko
A great, deafening crash filled their ears, dirt, grass and stone flying through the air and clattering against their skin harmlessly.
Ruby's pale pink eyes slitted as she watched another blast sail through the air and cause another deafening explosion. The long, dark tendrils familiar to her eyes.
She leapt over the ruble, Slate and Silver's cries of surprise echoing behind her. Her short, sharp claws dug into the earth as she ran towards the dark, hulking shape not far away.
She skittered to a stop meters away from the dark shape, and her pale eyes locked on it's blood-red ones.
"Hello Drasko." She growled through clenched teeth, her back arched defensively.
"Hello Ruby, niccccccce to sssssee you again." The great, green dragon hissed, fangs bared in a feral smile. Ruby's eyes locked onto the long scar that stretched over one side of his face and felt the same, mixed emotions that she had whenever she thought of him and that fateful day.
"I don't wish that I could say the same." Ruby
Dragon's Ring Chapter 1Rovika West Dawson made her way down the empty hall of her school, her ballet flats making only the slightest noise on the pale linoleum floor.
Her long black hair fell into her icy blue eyes and over the books that she carried in her arms.
The way she walked down the hallway was stealthily, she kept throwing almost wary glances behind her, as if she expected someone to be following her. Nobody, however, saw the long, shadowy shape following at the girl's heels; just as the principal sitting in her office did not see the feline shape sitting beside her chair.
Rovika cautiously peered in through the open door of her classroom, where the students were watching as the teacher wrote on the board.
She crept quietly into the classroom, placing the books onto the desk as she sat down with a smirk. The teachers back was to her the entire time.
"To the office again Ms Dawson." Mr. Pheer called from the front, and Rovika's proud smirk disappeared as she got to her feet and left again.
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Dragon's Ring PrologueA large, tall, weathered man with dark hair paced the hall of the hospital, wearing a long black cloak, and waiting for news of his wife. She had gone into labour 13 hours ago, and there had been a lot of blood.
A door clicked open, and a grim-faced surgeon stepped out of the room. The man crossed the hallway in two, long strides, clamping his weathered hands on the top of the doctors shoulders.
"How is she doc? How's my V?" He choked out, anti-freeze colored eyes burning with worry, desire, and grief.
The doctor shrugged out from under the large man's hands with a wince, taking a step back from his crushing grip. He shook his head solemnly. "She didn't make it, and we're not even sure if the baby will make it either."
The man let out a pained sound, swaying back from the doctor, clutching his head in his hands. He half-fell into the nearest wall and started banging his fist against it.
"No. No, no no NO!" His voice raised to an urgent cry, continuing to hit the wall until his hand thr