One of a Kind Dragon

Willow woke up to her jewel stabbing her palm. She was laying in a soft cotton bed instead of in a nest of twigs and leaves.

Willow sat up and looked around and saw there were no stone walls instead it was wood, no scattered bones instead feathers, no piles of her favorite things instead of empty barrels, no open cave bars, no soft grass bars. She realised she was locked up.

“Darius! Rebecca! Star! Void! Rollan! Where are you!?” she yelled. She shot toward the bars and slammed into them with such force they bent under her weight but refused to break. She roared as loud as she could, hoping that someone was there.

“Shut up!” Yelled a familiar voice angrily. Her eyes went wide. She recognized that voice.

"Who was that?" she thought. She ignored the voice and kept calling Darius’s name until she heard footsteps coming down the hall to her cell.

A dark brown dragon seemed to be annoyed. He had bright green wings and what looked like empty eye sockets were brown eyes that matched his scales, and the light from her only the window didn’t reflect off them. But she knew him, she knew him well.

"Rollan! What are you doing here?" she thought

“I know, I know, I didn’t realise they would capture you, and I work here, I’ve told you a million times” he sighed

"Hmm, fine, but you have to get me out of here."

“Yep, I will,” he said smiling before he said a little louder “Don’t go around thinking you can get out of here, they all think it and I always catch ’em. Now shush I am trying to sleep,” He started to leave.

“Wait!” Willow cried

“What now?” He sighed

"Where is Darius, Rebecca, Void, and Star?” she asked

“They are where we left them, in the cave”

“Oh okay,” Willow called after him a little disappointed. Rollan stomped back to where he came from mumbling something to himself leaving Willow with only her thoughts for company.

“Where am I, what should I do?” she asked. “I may as well make up my time. How about... cleaning this place up and making myself more at home! Good idea Willow!” She spent the rest of the day making her prison more like her home and thinking of an escape plan.

That night as she snuggled up against the wall she slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.

“Where is she? She said she was going to be back!” said a familiar voice

“Darius!?” Willow asked

“Willow?! Where are you?” Darius cried

“I’m in a prison, yesterday I was captured, don’t you remember?” she asked confused

“No. You went out this morning!” as those words left his mouth the pieces clicked into place.

“Darius, get out of there! Go to the border of the Dark Kingdom I will meet you there” Willow whispered. Darius took that warning and started to run east toward the Obscurustail Kingdom leaving their home behind.

“Willow, what is going on?” Darius asked after a while.

“I am locked up in the Terratail Kingdom dungeon, I was shot by a sleeping dart, and so were you, only they took me instead.”

“Oh, I did not expect that, also how did you get into my mind?” Darius asked curiously

“Rollan, is around I think he’s helping us communicate”

“Oh, alright, but, I can feel you’re getting further away from me so see you soon!” Darius called

“Yep!” she called hoping he could hear her.

Willow awoke to Rollan shaking her awake. With her vision still blurry and feeling drowsy, she could barely hear him.

She caught parts of him telling her that she was finally going to meet her mum, Rollan went on about finding her on the ground in the cold grass where a king was about to slit her throat and that it ended up being her father. But Willow couldn’t hear him.

“Help is coming Willow, Help is coming,” was the only full sentence she could make out before she slipped into darkness.