Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34320391-20181119131046/@comment-37150451-20181124040224

Isla

This is it.

No turning back.

I can do this.

Though why was I staying put? I was known for one of those people who were quite brave, I guess. What was this horrible feeling in my stomach? As if I couldn't do this?

''No, no, no, Isla. You CAN do this! Believe in yourself! ''I told myself.

Or was it about Swordtail? My Deadly Nadder? Maybe I'm just scared to make a new dragon friend because I didn't want to make Swordtail feel left out. No, that can't be it. Swordtail is growing older, forgetting about me. I just don't understand why I wouldn't step up! Or...

Midnight.

I closed my eyes, and thought back to what happened 8 years ago..

(Flashback)

''I looked at the lifeless dragon body, and their egg. This poor dragon baby had just lost its parents. I knew what to do. I was only 7 years old, but I wanted to help the orphaned dragon in the egg. I was going through the same thing. I loved dragons, so I'd do anything in my power to protect this last baby Night Fury.''

''Wait! Its hatching!''

''I gasped as the egg started to break, wondering what to do. Suddenly, a head popped up, gazing up at me. It thinks I'm her...mother. I looked at her in awe, afterwards at my watch my parents made for me. What the--It's EXACTLY 12:00am! So I knew what to call the beautiful Night Fury.''

''"Hey, Midnight," I softly said, placing the tiny dragon in the palm of my hand. She was beautiful! She had purple eyes, and had the biggest dragon smile ever! I loved her already. Until--''

''A Light Fury came. Growling dangerously.The grown up Fury violently pushed me away from Midnight, then...then...''

Took Midnight away.

An adoptive parent of Midnight.

And I never saw her again.

(Present)

I opened my crystal blue eyes. I loved Midnight as soon as I saw her, but I'll never see her again. I can't NOT be a guardian. Midnight shouldn't be feeling left out, wherever she is.

Four people. FOUR people, had already done the trials, quite easily. I can do this. I'm making an embarrassment out of my self. I ran away from my orphanage, just to do this. So I stepped foward. A few dragons paid no attention to me, while others just ran out of the way.

Except for one.

A Typhoomerang looked at me, carefully inching towards me, while I moved closer. We looked at each other for a long moment, until I finally put my hand up, but slowly. The Typhoomerang considered this for a moment. He cautiously sniffed my hand, and let me touch his forehead with my hand. I happily smiled, and we both walked away to the other initiates. Everyone clapped, and Freygair looked proud and happy. All except for Garmal, an idiot who likes to bully everyone. I laughed and stuck my tongue at him, purposely rubbing it in his face. I'm glad this worked. And I'm glad the people in my orphanage never found out I ran away.

And I did it for my parents.

I knew a journey was about to arrive.

My name is Isla Grace Anderson, and I'm a guardian.