<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jjCig7W.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Destrian Brand (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149670#msg16149670)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Fire<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>His Dragon Slayer Armor<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 April 2050, 0930<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rust and Ruckus and the Warehouse District, Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Reese, Jake<br/><strong>Content:</strong>'Believe me now? Sincerely, Jake.<br/><hr/>Jake lost interest when Reese stopped trying to wake the Dragon Slayer. It was a good idea. He walked away from the garage to go take a snack break and watch some stupid videos on his phone. After about ten to fifteen minutes, he found himself looking up to see the Escalade roll out of the garage. His blue eyes swelled as he slowly rose from his seat to stare with his mouth agape. Was he still in there?<br/><br/>Once Reese drove by, Jake raced back to the garage hoping to see the Dragon Slayer standing around or at least his body dumped on the floor. Instead, no one was there, which meant he was still in the SUV.<em>What is she gonna do with him!?</em>, Jake wondered.<br/><br/>His phone buzzed:<br/><br/><em>Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen!</em><br/><br/>He glanced down at it to see three text messages from Reese. Reading the messages made his skin crawl. She sounded like she was going on a long and dangerous journey and never coming back. “What the fuck Reese!” Jake exclaimed, knowing full well she couldn’t hear him.<br/><br/>He then started apprehensively looking around the Warehouse District. He was…alone. Did the dragons attack during the day? Feeling suddenly frightened, he fled inside the main shop and locked it up until Montgomery would arrive.<br/><hr/><br/>The creature had been as still as a statue as it sat in an alley the Escalade was about to pass. It stood one story tall. Its black devilish horns standing like two ominous towers on its head. Its sanguine-red eyes shifted to the vehicle it heard whooshing near it. Its nostrils flexed, taking in the scent of its young but what had passed it had been something else. The wyvern mother rose on raptor-like legs. Her wings tucked into her sides as she stomped out from the alley onto the street. She turned to face the fleeing Escalade, her draconic eyes thinning into slits before an enraged scream, so loud it could have been a giant rusted gate being maneuvered, resounded throughout the Warehouse District.<br/><br/>Hiding behind the clerk desk all the way back at Rust and Ruckus, Jake had heard it faintly and trembled. If he hadn’t been made aware of dragons, then he might have thought some warehouse somewhere was working on metal. But that…that sounded bad. In a panic, he texted Reese:<br/><br/><strong>I know you don’t believe me, but it isn’t safe.</strong><br/><br/><strong>There really are dragons Reese! Did you hear that? That was a dragon!</strong><br/><br/><strong>When are you coming back?</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/38/88/63/38886378c7caf9fc9d9fead5f6b47e60.jpg)</div>The sound had caused the Dragon Slayer to snort awake. His bronze eyes focused on the backrest. He felt the vibrations passing through the rolling carriage indicating it was in movement. Had it been a bad dream?<br/><br/>It might have been if the Wyvern Mother hadn’t been sprinting after the Escalade with the speed of an over-sized ostrich. Her crimson wings flapped, lifting her feet a few seconds off the ground to quicken her speed as she closed in on the Escalade. Her talons reached like hands, trying to snag the vehicle in her sword-like claws.<br/><br/>The Dragon Slayer sat up in the seat like a zombie. His hand rose to his mouth, using his wrappings to wipe away the drool at the corner of it. He turned his head to see through the back window the angry wyvern chasing after them. Noticing the light filtering in through the sunroof, he glanced up at it, and then looked over at the driver he didn’t recognize. He didn’t know who the woman was (what happened to the boy?), and didn’t have time to try and figure it out.<br/><br/>“Open the roof,” he ordered. His voice had sounded gravelly but calm despite the evident peril. If he and Jake hadn’t messed around with the Escalade last night, he might not had understood how it worked. While it still retained some magical secrets unknown to him, what had been the most important thing to learn was the many ways to get out of the carriage.