The Dragon’s Quest for Hopper starts off as any other low brow elf seeking a real place in life. He didn’t think the real place would be babysitter to a dragon. Part of him wishes the dragon mother decided on eating him instead of shoving him into this new role. What was he thinking getting involved with Linda or Hartliebe or thinking he deserved more in life than running a beer company. Beer is his life. Or it was. His life now seems a lot different. And scary.
Genres: Adventure, fantasy
Terrance and Dominik
The first leg of the journey is by foot. That is until Cyro decides either Terrance will fly or be dragged. The former occurs, but at a far slower pace than Cyro prefers.
“He is just a child. Not even ten years old.” The miff Cyro has does not stop me from keeping to Terrance’s pace. During our flight, Allison and her sheep spot us. Terrance spots her slowing down. “Did you say good bye to your sister?”
Terrance shakes his head sulking a little.
“Well then. This will be the last time you see her for a while.” I nod to the girl sulking. She looks disheartened by us leaving without her. She wanted to be chosen. Then her little brother was. Even if we chose neither.
Allison scoffs at us, “You just up and leave. No good byes. No come with us.”
Cyro turns away. “Catch up with me.” He flies off.
Exhaling, I focus more on the issue at hand. These two are both wishing the other option was theirs. “Say your farewells. Dragon Cyro will fly onward not at all caring how hard it will be for us to catch up.”
Terrance kicks the dirt. “Bye, Ally.”
The girl turns away. “Bye, Terry.”
“That’s it?” I look between the two. “Months if not years apart.”
“I’ll write.” Allison focuses on the sheep. “Tiffy might let me visit.”
The little brother looks up at me. The well of tears drops me to a knee. “Must I go? School is not fun at all.”
“Every elf needs to go to school. It’ll only be a few years.” I glance to Ally. She looks like that is not the truth. “And your aunt lives in the city, right? It’ll be fun to play with kids your own age.”
“Yeah…” His voice sounds empty. His agreement has me thinking of school. It was where I met my friends: John, Will, Dave, and Jay. Only Jay continued. He still has classes even, although now as the only student in the class.
“Cheer up. I know your siblings will not completely ignore you. And you will have plenty of others to torment. I know that for a fact.” A forced grin has the child still unhappy. “Either way, you are going. Tiffany can get in trouble if you do not go to school for at least two years.”
“She will?” His eyes widen while looking me over. “You mean she can be taken away? Like Mom and Dad?”
Well… I frown. She would be fined, possibly jailed. For the most part they remove the children in the house. Plus she will not be allowed to raise children even if they were her own. His parents were taken or killed by a dragon. “Kinda. Let’s go. Your aunt and school will be waiting.”
“I understand.” He sighs kicking the dirt again. “I guess Dragon Cyro will expect us to catch up.”
“Yup.” I collect him into a hug. “Hold on tight.” Switching into the flight skill I have obtained in the last week or so, Cyro will be reached in no time at all.
The city as it comes into view is about the same size as the village I grew up in. I had no idea my village would be equivalent to a city in this area, but we are far from good areas as elves call them. It’s just open fields here. No rivers or forests to consider worthy.
“This will be my new home?” Terrance looks past me as the sights whizz by. Cyro seems lazy in the flight. Still my speed surpasses the other elves that fly around.
“Yup.” I look down at the note I was given by Tiffany. “Your aunt lives on Town Street. It’s near the school. First we can say hi, then drop you off at the school.”
“What’s my aunt’s name?”
I look over the note again as Cyro flies off in a random direction. That’s fine. Cyro won’t leave the town without me. “Aunt Marybeth.”
“She sounds mean.” He shivers in my arms.
“How can a name instill fear?” I shake him a little. “We can walk the rest of the way.” I drop to the ground with a skill I never knew before. Terrance wavers a little when I let him go, but stands strongly. “Come on.”
“If I must.” He takes up my hand to walk through the city. It reminds me a lot of home except no trees. The houses and buildings are all on the ground and most people wear hats because of the bright sun.
The house we reach has the same look as every other house on the block. A small bush grows in the front covered in purple flowers. The thick leaves are common with the lack of water. I knock on the door and wait.