SYNOPSIS:
With Aeris captured by Blister's forces, Nia and Saxe are left with a choice of whether to continue their mission or save Aeris. The pair return to their previous stay, enlisting the help of SeaWings from the haven. The dragons must risk everything to rescue Aeris from Blister, including a chance of failure at delivering Nia to the Dark Sector. The decisions they make will alter the future of Pyrrhia forever.
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[scene begins in a dark hallway with torches planted on the walls. Two SandWings are dragging two chains, which connect to a collar around Aeris's neck. The two dragons pull the weakened Aeris down the long hallway, and lights from the torches reflect off of Aeris's snout]
[Aeris groans painfully and exhaustedly, barely able to open his eyes. His vision blurs as he tries to look around, and he feels an intense and agonizing pain on the back of his head. He turns down slowly, noticing the blade is still impaled through his stomach. However, the wound has been dressed to stop the bleeding]
[the two SandWings stop, and Aeris groans in confusion. He rolls his eyes and tries to figure out what's happening. He coughs a few times, spitting onto the ground. He hears a giant door opening, and a flash of light reflects off his face]
[the dragons drag Aeris into a large chamber, pulling him over to a wall, where they tie the chains to a thick pole. Aeris painfully reaches for the metal collar on his neck, pulling onto it]
[there is a giant opening at the end of the chamber, revealing the continent's end. Aeris sees the vast ocean in the far distance, and his eyes widen with hope. He sees a speck at the coast of the continent, quickly realizing that it's the Dark Sector]
AERIS: [coughs and moans weakly] Ugh...
[Aeris painfully places his talons onto the cold floor, slowly lifting himself onto his feet. He almost stumbles backward, panting in exhaustion and wincing from the stab wound. He shakily reaches for the blade in his stomach, holding onto it tightly]
[Aeris tugs on the blade, which barely moves, and he screams in pain. He releases the blade, dropping his talon in defeat and leaning against the wall with the blade still in his stomach. He slumps down, closing his eyes and lying his head against the wall, remembering about Nia]
[Aeris suddenly gets flashes of memories, but he barely reacts. He gets a haunting vision of his past when he is trapped in a cold cave. He sees himself lying on the floor, compressing himself and shivering. Aeris continues leaning against the wall]
AERIS (V.O): There is peace wherever you go. [pauses and exhales] A feeling... of a sudden stillness in everything.
[memories flash in Aeris's head again as he remembers his younger self suffering in the cave. He was small and scrawny, shivering, whimpering, and muttering as he prayed for a way to escape. Multiple bruises have been sustained on his snout and neck]
AERIS (V.O): It's fixating. You would tend to never let it go. It grabs you, embraces you, whispering in voices beyond what you know, begging you to let it in. A hope that you can escape all of it. [pauses] To have all your problems just... fade away.
[a group of SandWings are walking down the hallway, dragging another dragon along with them. They are heading toward the room that Aeris is currently in. The dragon that's being dragged is moaning painfully and coughing violently]
AERIS (V.O): But conflicting it, a darkness awaits within you. A terror in your blood, poisoning every nerve in your body, infecting every part of you until you are left with nothing.
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The Talons of Peace
Fanfiction"Someone gotta do this job, if we want peace at some point. I could be fighting for a dream I'll never have, but as long as it ensures a better future, I'm up for whatever it takes." The dawn of the deadliest war in Pyrrhia is here. After the death...
