The dragon had massive wings that covered a wingspan as long as fifty feet. It had cold azure eyes that sent chills down the duo's spines. Three rows of teeth rested on each of his maws. It glared at them and asked," Are you the one I was waiting for? The son of the hero?"
The two looked at each other before looking at the dragon." I'm sorry but can you explain. Who was the hero and why do you think I'm the son of said hero," asked Tyson.
" You, little girl. You are a saint correct?" the dragon asked.
" I am, but how do you know that?" Monica asked.
" Forget that and explain to him what he has asked of you," the dragon ordered.
Tyson looked at her crossly and she cleared her throat. She said," The hero is the one who brought peace for all nations across the world. The hero was someone chosen by the goddess of time herself and through her blessings, she fought off the evil that corrupted the land."
" Whoa, what happened to him?" Tyson asked.
" It was never a he but a she. She disappeared sixteen years ago and to date no one knows of her whereabouts," answered Monica.
" What was her name?" Tyson asked curious.
" She was known as princess Emerald Kaldinian of the holy kingdom of Denisca," she answered as Tyson was left in shock," What? Is something wrong? Do you know her?"
" Know here? She's my mother," said Tyson in bewilderment shocking Monica and the elder who was apparently alive.
The elder took off at high speed with barely a scratch on him as he said," I must report this to him."
The dragon laughed at being right about him." Your mother knew you would come here at around this time so I should be here to give you instructions on what to do. You can fight, right?" the dragon asked.
" Yes I can," said Tyson," I'm well equipped in skills."
" Head towards the east of here and you will find a small kingdom. Follow the scent of royalty and you will get to where your destiny will lead you," said the dragon," Follow your heart and do what you know is right," as the dragon started to take off," I know that you and your mother aren't far apart."
The dragon is encased in a storm of snow and powerful winds suddenly that it nearly picked up the two. Then, just as suddenly, it disappeared. The two were in utter shock. Monica looked at Tyson and was about to ask a question when Tyson's attention intensified. His eyes grew sharper." We need to run, now," said Tyson as he grabbed her hand and the two took off in the east.
Monica asked him what was the matter. He said that something was coming and it was large. She focused her mana and she sensed an approaching beast. They ran for a while until they came up to a cliff side with a wide clearing. It seemed like a good place to rest so Tyson suggested they rest there for the night. Monica seemed worried but she was too tired to care. She sat down as Tyson stood at the ledge and stared off. He started thinking back to his brother for some reason and what came to mind was when he said to him," Everything that lives in this world has blood. And each creature has a different scent to it's blood. When your powers come, I will teach you how to tell the difference but just to know. All you have to is focus on the density of mana in their blood. Once you can tell that difference, no one can hide from you."
His brother laughed as the memory slowly disappeared. He looked back and saw that Monica had started a fire to keep them warm. For Tyson, it was relatively the same but he cheered her on. She was still shivering even though the snow was long behind them. Tyson knew almost immediately," You should sleep. Tomorrow we will arrive at the kingdom and you will be able to take a bath and remove your sweaty habit."
" My habit is not sweaty, it's just melted snow," said Monica in defiance.
" Ok winter soldier. Relax, I'll keep the night watch," said Tyson confidently.
" You sure?" Monica asked reducing her worries.
" Yeah, vampires can go along time without sleep so trust me and sleep peacefully. I'll wake you up tomorrow at dawn," said Tyson with a smile.
Monica agreed and laid her head on the grass. She slowly drifted to sleep and Tyson decided to cover her with his coat. All though it was a bit bloody, it was still warmer than nothing. She snuggled in the coat and that made him smirk. He then sat leaning on a small rock and thought of his brother again. This was a different memory. The two brothers were sword fighting. His brother was beating him indefinitely and Tyson said," This is unfair. You are a general, how am I supposed to defeat someone like you?"
He laughed and said," I said the same thing to your mother and you know what she said. Don't complain when you should have the biological advantage. Work hard and you can even best me. Never give up brother, you are stronger than you know. Make her proud like I know you will me."
The memory drifted away as tears moved down his eyes. Above his hands showed a blob of blood. He looked at it and it formed a sword then a spear and finally an arrow. He felt nostalgic when a rustling sound could be heard behind him and he shot the arrow almost immediately. It was a warning shit and he was glad he shot it as a warning because there stood there injured adventurers. A man and two women. The man raised his sword and said," we are not here to fight. We need help, we were attacked by a red viper."
" Did it follow you!?" Tyson asked.
" What?" one of the girls asked.
"I'm asking, did it follow you here?" Tyson asked.
" We're not sure, but I think we lost it," said the man.
"GET DOWN. ITS COMING!" Tyson shouted and a loud rustling came from the woods.
The trio fell to the ground as a giant red viper appeared from the woods baring it's fangs and it stopped in the clearing. It looked at Tyson and hissed at him. Tyson shouted in anger," You brought it here you damned ADVENTURERS."