Dare To Love A Dragon - Chapter 79

Ander was filled with rage, his heart was on fire. The hellfire and the expression flame had grown to the size of the sun. The flame channeled the energy from the stars in the mirror dimension creating a big ball of fire.

The boy I’m the middle of the flame took was so caught up in his mind to realize what was going on outside his thoughts. After burning Francis, he saw his mother, his aunt, and his uncle. When he looked carefully Avan and the kids who bullied him on his first day of school were standing beside his family.

“Why couldn’t you be my mother?” he asked Sofia with tears running down his cheeks. “You are so kind and have such a good heart. Had I been your son maybe I wouldn’t be the way I am and everyone would love me as they love you,” he added feeling a pang in his heart.

“Why did you never tell me that I am not your son?” he asked blasting her with a fireball.

“Why did all you hurt me? What wrong have I ever done to any of you?” he asked to the rest of the people before him.

“Ander I..”

“Quite,” he yelled when Avan opened his mouth to talk to him. “You don’t have the right to talk to me after the things that you’ve done to me,” he said to him.

“Why do you blame me for every problem in your life?” Avan questioned him. “It’s not my fault that you aren’t lovable,” he added.

“Arghhhhh,” Ander screamed letting out all his feeling and hitting them all at once with all he had. The fire hit the sand monster in such high heat the monster turned to glass. Ander kept hitting him until the glass broke to pieces and scattered on the ground of the battle arena.

When Ander was certain in his mind that all the people that caused him harm had turned to ashes he let go. The flame around his body evaporated and he dropped from the sky.

Avan broke the shield and rushed to catch him before he hit the ground. He caught him in his hands and held him tightly. He had gotten quite a scare when the male was surrounded by the flame. He thought that the boy might burn along with the monster.

“What was that?” he asked his heart still racing in his chest.

“Expression is forbidden magic that hasn’t been practiced for centuries. It was banned for how dangerous it was. The question is how did Ander come to learn it?” she asked questioning her opinion of the dragon prince.

One point she did note down was simple, never offend the dragon prince in any way to ensure her long life.

“Why won’t he open his eyes?” he asked carrying him bridal style.

“He is drained. You try being awake after combining two dangerous flames and building it to the size of the sun and firing it at a magical…”

“I get it, he is tired. You could have just said that instead of giving such a long explanation,” he said. “Can we leave this place?” he asked referring to the battle arena.

“Sure,” She said and retracted the battle arena into her bracelet. “We can bring him to my house,” she suggested leading the way.

She took them to her house and let them in before leaving to brings her people as the monster was already destroyed. And it was safe for them to return.

“Wake up soon,” Avan said laying Ander on the bed in the guest room Ella had given him. He took his hand and held it close to his heart.

“Don’t ever scare me like that again. I might have a heart attack if you do,” he said to him.

Ander remained motionless on the bed, his mind was blank with only darkness that surrounded him. It was lonely just like his life, he wished for light. Even just a flashlight to eliminate the darkness that was his life but he was having no luck. That was until he heard an echo of someone taking inside the darkness.

He couldn’t hear clearly what the person was saying but the voice sounded concerned which made him feel a little warm. He listened to the voice finding comfort in it. “Don’t stop talking,” he pleaded.

Avan covered him with a blanket and left the room to let him rest. Ander felt the warmth go away when the voice stopped and resigned to the darkness and loneliness in his life. Why would he accept a strange voice to keep him company when all his loved ones turned their backs to him?

Avan heard voices of people outside the house and assumed Ella was back with her people. Ella walked into the house with her mother and father happily. She saw Avan in the corridor and excused herself to go talk to him.

“What are you doing out here?” she asked him. “Aren’t you going to stay with Ander and take care of him?”

“He is sleeping,” he said.

“So, that doesn’t mean you should leave him alone. I know, why not tell him a story,” she suggested.

“It’s pointless, he won’t hear it.”

“The boy has been through a lot, I doubt he is having a good dream right now. He might not hear the story but it might help to keep his nightmares away. And when he wakes up then maybe you can help him heal his wounds,” she said and walked away to return to her parents.

Avan thought about what she said and returned to Ander’s side. “I don’t a lot of stories, I don’t think that I know any story at all so how about I just talk to you,” he said to him.

Ander opened his eyes glad that the voice returned. It felt that everything he knew and cared for was a million miles away from him.

His body was going numb until the voice returned. He sat holding his legs to his chest and listened to the voice. The voice was like a light in his darkness.

‘Perhaps there is still someone who cares for me,’ he thought with a smile.