[Mamacrown disapproved of my picture for Ch. 11. #BlameGrayson]
Drake's POV
The Goddess led me deep into the forest, guiding me with her golden aura.
'Where is she taking me?' I wondered.
My question was soon answered as we entered into a clearing lined with cherry blossom trees. There was a lake with a small island in the middle. Connecting the mainland to the island was an ornate stone bridge. I looked around. The Goddess had disappeared when I wasn't looking. I slowly walked toward the bridge. The night sky shone bright with thousands of stars. I crossed the bridge, but not before catching my injured arm on the railing.
"Gah!" I winced as a sharp pain shot through my arm. The makeshift sling had ripped apart. I held my arm to my chest as I stepped onto the island. In front of me was a statue of the Goddess herself, and a sword in pedestal in front of the statue. I stepped closer to examine the sword. I gasped. I couldn't believe my eyes. Only Grayson had what remained of the blade, yet here it was, shimmering in all its glory:
The Fiery Sword.
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RejectedShotgun: Two halves of a whole Book 1
FanfictionSo I was talking to Drake(RejectedShotgun) and I told him about this story. He thought it was super cool to do this. So.....what if Drake was a fusion of Colin and an enderman? (The name for the enderman I came up with is Cobalt) Btw I drew the cove...
