darkSpyro

" goddess, please, protect my life and let me escape from the fate so many others have faced." I spoke softly into the coin i always kept with me. My mother always told me the goddess can hear threw white gold and if ever in trouble all I have to do is speak into it.
Like it would help me now anyway. I never believed in the coin before now. I tried being silent, so others couldn't hear my prayers. but another prisoner did. He smiled and his teeth were yellow and cracked, he was a dragon with green scales and yellow horns. A common coloring. His claws were stubbs from clawing at the walls and his eyes showed a bit of lunacy. " no goddess will come to protect you, the only thing you can hope for now is to make it quick. But I doubt it girl. You show the markings of a Diviner. They don't like no future tellers."
It was true, I was covered with white marks that swirled and were connected together. My heart has a ball of fire with ice coming out of it while my head had a picture of an arrow. The other kids used to make fun of me.
My mother told me " Angel, your markings are beautiful, show pride in something that you have."
Great, my marks are going to get me killed and what the heck is a diviner?
Looks like I won't get my answers. A large male dragon comes to my cell and yells " get up, now!" Needing no more convincing I got up and walked out of the cell with him as the crazy dragon next to me laughed
" No help from goddess child, no help at all."

The last comment by the insane prisoner hardly made me feel any better as I made my way down the dark hallway. The other dragons in the cells peered out and gave me a look of pity, but i knew what they were all thinking
Thank the spirits it isn't me.
Many have made the trip down this hall before, all to end up going into a black painted door and never to come out again. Sometimes you could hear screams. As we started to get closer I started to panic a bit and then something odd happened. I was suddenly a lot closer to the black door but the jailer made me turn left, in a hallway I never knew existed. Then just as fast I saw that I was back to the end of the hallway, not going down some secret passage.
I stumbled a little bit and my head was burning. My white marks were slightly glowing and the Dragon guiding me down the hallway gave me a curious look but continued to shove me down the hallway.
Soon once again, we were near the door, and like I saw before, we turned left. A weird Deja Vu feeling went threw me head but I kept going. Eventually we made it down the passage to yet another door, this time painted gold with the symbol of the murderous shadow dragons on it.
Shadow dragons. The cause of all of this. Anger flowed through my blood stream and I felt the urge to claw out the shadow dragon's throat next to me.
Of course I couldn't do that. I was a weak 15 year old black dragon covered in strange white markings. No help to anyone.Just as we neared the door my marking started to tingle but then started to feel as though they were on fire. I screamed as I clawed at my skin, trying to make the burns stop. The shadow dragon growled, picked me up, and flew the door opened.
" Your little friend here is causing the girl's markings to burn." The dragon said unhappily. " The dragon at the glass desk was obviously a shadow dragon. Dark gray with completely black eyes and was staring at a knife probaly made out of some crystal. He put his knife down and said " It'll wear off in a few seconds, isn't that right, friend?" The last word was covered in sarcasm. He was right, the burning was starting to fade and I looked at his so called friend who also looked like a shadow dragon. Only he was different.
His scales were dark, pitch black. His eyes were blood red, but they weren't scary, no they looked.....sad. He too was covered in marking, jagged red lines went across his body and they originated from his heart. the symbol right above his heart looked like a sythe and it was surronded by a circle.
He was different because, well I could always tell things with other dragons. If they would be friend or foe and I could tell this dragon was a friend. He also was a lot more powerful than these dragons. A lot more.
" Ahhh the diviner. Thanks for bringing her hear Alantos now you may leave, I think I can handle the girl on my own in case she gives me any problems."
Alantos nodded, and he closed the door as he left. Just as he did that the dragon covered in red markings gave me a look, he looked scared.
Not for himself, but for me.

I apologize for how dark it is, but dark stories normally have the best plots.

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The shadow dragon turned his attention to me. " Do you know where you are here?"
" umm, cause you enjoy killing innocent dragons?" I wished I had a better come back, but the look the marked dragon gave me rattled my psyche a little. The shadow dragon chuckled to himself and said " I'm sure you know that we shadows have a better reason than that to go around killing. But you will learn soon enough. Sky dragons, your kind are almost all the same, not very quick are you? I bet you don't even know what those pretty little markings mean, do you?"
I just stared at him. I didn't want to answer them but truthfully I really wanted to know what the hell they meant, and maybe a way to get rid of them. Then my head started to heart again. A flash of blackness covered my eyes and then I saw the shadow dragon flip a coin, similair to mine but this one was made of a darker medal, a voice told me what it was "Obsidian." The voice was not mine.
Then another flash i darkness went over my eyes and both the dragonns were staring at me curiously. I realized I was on my knees on the floor, breathing heavily and my head hurt, a lot. The shadow dragon smiled, took out the black coin and flipped it. Another Deja vu feeling spread through my body.
"So you are a seer..." The marked dragon said. He sounded worried and looked at the shadow dragon, like he wanted to gut him or something. The shadow dragon said " yes, yes she is Tartarus, would have figured you would know that, after all...." As he said after all he put the black coin right in front of the red marked dragon's face and the dragon suddenly looked weakened and backed away.
Then, I felt the white gold coin in my hand, burning my palm. Then I spoke into it like I did before " please help the marked dragon." Normally when I speak into the coin nothing happens. This time I felt a tiny shift in the air.
The shadow dragon then noticed I had a coin " Oh, you have one too. Probaly from your patron..." he trailed off when he really looked at the coin
"Thats....Thats....white gold..." Finally, for once he was the scared one. He was so stunned he dropped the obsidian coin.
Thats was a huge mistake.

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I heard the sound as the Obsidian coin dropped on the ground. It made a faint noise but I could easily hear it. They was a moment of stillness as the marked dragon stared at the coin on the floor, like he couldn't believe his luck. Then he attacked.
He pinned the shadow dragon againist the wall. The shadow dragon himself looked like he was too shocked to be scared.
" You abused the power of the coin, my coin. It's meant for us to help you mortals, not for you to USE us."
What was his name, Tartarus? Tartarus's voice was calm but I could sense the anger just beneath the surface. I put my own coin close to my heart and I instanly felt better. In the back of my head I wondered if the marked dragon would come to me next.
He won't Angel. He know who the coin belongs to even if he doesn't Remember me
Who are you? I thought, but I didn't get a response meanwhile the shadow dragon said
" The coin was given to me by my father!"
Tartarus looked at him and I said " your lying" I didn't know how I knew that, I just did. The marked dragon then looked the shadow dragon in the eye and the shadow dragoned had an aura of black around him and he then simply collapsed on the ground. Dead.
I looked at Tartarus in shock.
"who are you?"
He looked at me, with those sad eyes and sighed
" The god of Death."

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thanks, I've been lazy ^.^