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Clodine flew desperatly upwards Luciden chasing him. He turned round grudgingly. And darted down biting hard on Luciciden's neck.
"Waaaiitt! What's goin' on?" yelled Littouette flying down and hitting Luciden out of the way. "Where's Luciden?"
"That's Luciden. The big dragon that was trying to tear me to bits," said Clodine.
"Ha ha! Humour...I'm sure you're all in knowing of the white snake...It was kept in the darkest cell, howling, once let out, it searched for Clodine...But got me instead!" Luciden hissed.
Lersk flew forward.
"You don't need to do this Luciden! The effects will wear off eventually!" he shouted.
"Ha ha! I'm afraid not," Luciden said.
"I can't believe a person who was such a great friend, I maybe even....no..." muttered Clodine.
"GooooodddByyyyyeeeeee!!! HA!" cackled Luciden.
Her tail was spread and hit Clodine hard. She flew off, down, down, dowwnnnn....

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Clodine hit the floor with an enormous THUMP. He rolled over and groaned, peering up and the creature above him. It was a spirit of white, with long fangs and a forked tongue, and white wings upon its back. The White Snake.
"Helloo," it hissed.
Clodine stirred properly.
"What have you done with Luciden!" he shouted.
"Ptthhhhhh..." it jabbed its tail in the direction of a limp black dragon.
Clodine tried to run past but the snake stopped him, its mouth opening wide and hissing ferociously.
"LET ME THROUGH!"
"Nooothhh...wait, wait and see the show, thhhhhh."
"What show?" Clodine asked, a sour feeling in his stomach.
"Ahhahahahah," he cackled, whipping round and up to the sky.
Clodine was looking up at the sky, the crack that lead to the OverEarth. Seeing something that looked like an angel, or a Netasie, Clodine called out to them.
"Shut your mouth!" Luciden whispered weakly.
"Luciden!"
"Shut up!"
"Why?!"
"Look!"
When he looked again, the 'angels' had wild silver and black hair, marked skin, torn net dresses and fishnet tights with jet-black string tied tightly around their necks and wrists.
"Sirens," Luciden hissed.
"What?!"
"Shush!"
"But why do we have to be quiet?"
"Sirens are blind, but their hearing is amazing. They've been believed to be anges, which is their former name. They were named Sirens after they killed a person who was decieved into thinking they were do-gooders."
With that, one of the Sirens jerked their head at the sound of the speech. They screamed loudly, obviously alerting the others. There were a lot of others.
"Argh! They sound like Sirens, are you sure that's not why they were named?" Clodine hissed, clamping his paws over his ears.
Once they stopped, Clodine leapt to his feet, but Luciden was still too weak.
"Do you want me to help you out?"
"NO, I want you to leave me here and shove me into the lava. WHAT DO YOU THINK!?"
"Ok, ok!"
Clodine did his level best to lift Luciden, but it wasn't easy. He clutched at her tight and hovered lamely, but couldn't get any higher.
"Fly!" Luciden cried.
"I can't!" Clodine groaned.
Luciden screamed.
A Siren bolted towards them. She grabbed them in her bony arms and flew down ino gassy fumes, making them drift into sleep...