Ok, this isn't a chapter. But, just gonna say, this is my new story. So far, it has nothing to do with A Story with No Name. It's about a.....
Well, I better leave that to the story.
But trust me, you are gonna like it!
Crescent: Hi. The name's Crescent Drago. You haven't heard of me. But by the end of this story, you will know everything.....
That's it from Crescent herself! She is my most recent OC. Hope ya like the story and keep an eye out for the first chapter!!!!!
Your crazy author,
SORRY for the super-long delay, Internet stopped working, but I'm-a back! Aaaand here is the enxt chapter.....
(two days later) Crescent's POV
Scarr had left this morning. Claw was sullen the rest of the day, sulking around camp and at random times slashing his sword through the air, as if the wind was the reason for his sour mood. I'd strayed away from the group, lost in my thoughts, not eating or drinking. I couldn't sleep. And then when I did I had nightmares.
I'd wake up, panicked, and run out my tent. My heart would be racing, my palms wet with prespiration, and I'd look up at the navy sky, with the stars blinking at me, and the moon would just stare back at me.
And I'd think. Think about Mac, and the reason why the stars danced joyfully and why I couldn't because I was drowning in sadness. Then I'd think about why it was my fualt he was dead. And then, yesterday night, I'd finally willed myself to go where Mac was buried.
It was a particurlarly black night, and the clouds blocked the heavenly lights from guiding me, but being an Elemental Leader over shadow, among my other powers, I could see reasonably enough. I stopped dead when the patch of recently overturned dirt came to view, and just stood there, gazing, with my emotions so mixed I couldn't tell anger from grief. I couldn't stop blaming myself. Guilt draped over my shoulders like a sodden cloak. I steeled myself against tears and felt the anger and shame and misery wash over me anew, so forceful I had to kneel.
I sat up shakily and hugged my knees against my chest, which was rising and falling rapidly. Suddenly, the clouds parted, and a small gap of light beamed down on the dark forest floor, right on the stone at the head of Mac's grave, and made it shine silver in the light. Then to my shock, a silver-scaled hand materialized out of nowhere, quickly forming into a cloaked dragoness's body. Green-gray eyes stared down at me from a vaugely familiar face. I backed up against a tree, but the dragoness, which had stars dancing at her feet and a blue aura surrounding her, beckoned me over.
Something compelled me to do so. I walked over cautiously, not able to speak, and studied the female dragon's face. It looked like a nearly exact replica of mine, save the eyes. Her whole being seemed to be made of milky silver light that shifted and dimmed, then brightened again. After a pause of silence, she spoke.
"Crescent, I have been watching you." her voice rang softly in my ears, though she hadn't opened her mouth. I knew it was another language, but I understood it perfectly.
"Who are you?" I asked quietly, not until later realizing I had spoken in the same tongue.
"I am Mistia," she said gently, and sadness clouded her eyes. "And I come from many places, from above and from your past." I didn't exactly understand her, but I nodded.
"You look familiar." I confirmed.
Mistia laughed, which made bells go off in my head, telling me that she was important, that she was known...but I just couldn't place my finger on it.
"I have come under request from someone you know." She sighed, the traces of laughter dying. At this she gestured out to the bare clearing, and a large square flashed into view. Objects raced through the hologram, stars and suns, astroids and all kinds of mysterious things, and I felt like someone was dragging me up, even though my feet were firmly planted on the wet ground.
Suddenly, the image blinked, and I choked back a gasp.
Standing there, in the midst of a bunch of other starry shapes, was the blue tiger that had plummeted off a cliff less than a week ago.
Okay, this process was painfully slow, since my touchpad isn't working on my computer and I needed to copy and paste it paragraph by paragraph.....
Chapter Twenty-Seven Crescent's POV
In a bewildered trance, I got to my feet and apologeticly helped Shadow up to her feet.
"By the stars," I muttured. "I never thought I'd see you again, Shad!"
Before I could say anything else, though, Shadow pulled me into a fierce hug. "I'm so sorry, Cress, I never meant--"
"I-it's alright," I reassured, laughing slightly. "I would of never discovered who I really was if it hadn't been for you."
Scarr suddenly came up and eyed Shadow with a smirk. "Ah, who's she?"
I pointed at him and a layer of ice plastered itself over the wolf's mouth.
"I'm an Elemental." I shrugged. A look of shock and recognition flashed over her eyes, but before anyone could say a word more, a piercing howl split the air.
Shadow gasped and broke away from us. "Shadow-Ninjas...I have to run! Don't follow me!"
She sprang into the undergrowth and looked back in anxiety. "Goodbye, my friend." she breathed out sadly, then without a sound vanished. A scampering of paws was heard, then some dark words, and I peered through the bracken.
A massive lion and two ninjas clothed in black were snuffling around. I quickly shot out a jet of emerald which blasted into the ninjas, rendering both unconcious. The lion looked up, face-pawed, and thundered off in Shadow's direction.
"Wait!" I called out, then almost slapped myself for being so reckless.
The huge feline halted and turned to face me. I knew it was Tanis. It had to be.
I wanted to shred his nose in two, but I forced myself to a fake serenity and said. "Say, Mister Lion, lookin' for a white tigress?"
Tanis nodded hesitantly, eyeing me with guarded suspicion. "Yes."
"Well, I saw her run off in that direction. Bet she's a criminal or something, huh?" I said, pointing right in front of me.
"You have no idea," Tanis answered gruffly, then departed down to where I'd pointed. I managed a grim smile and spread out my palm.
"Ice and shadow, blend and mix. Confuse the enemy, make vision thick." I murmered, and the woods blurred in front of my eyes. A confused roar, then a crash.
"Blasted ice! SHADOW!" Tanis bellowed. I snorted softly in amusement, knowing the lion wouldn't find my friend so easily now.
Then I turned and faced two amber eyes, clouded with anger and misery, with a lacing of hope. "Where is she? Where's Shadow?" Tigress snarled, eyes flashing.
"I-I...she had to leave. Tanis was-"
"Tanis? Where is he ?!" Tigress growled in rage.
"Lost," I responded. "He won't be able to find Shad anytime soon."
Tigress turned around and slammed her fist into a tree. A spiderweb of a crack spread through the trunk. The Master slumped to the ground and buried her head into her paws.
"No...not again," she moaned, her voice cracking. "Not again..."
Then it hit me. Litterally, like, an invisible hand appeared out of nowhere and slapped my face repeatedly.
"You're her friend," I murmured slowly. "The friend she always talked about in the cave."
"What cave?" She asked drowsily, then her ears perked up in interest. "You...you know her? How?"
I explained as best as I could, leaving out the minor details. Tigress just shook her head sadly when I had finished and muttured, "Soon. I'll see her soon, and everything'll work out." Her eyes were hard, though her voice was cracking slightly. Couldn't blame her, though, after all she and Shadow had been through...
"Look," I growled. "If I ever get my hands on that lunatic lion, I'll make him wish he wasn't born. I promise."
The last promise I'd made was to Mac...and I wasn't about to break this one. Tigress sighed but looked up with grateful eyes. "Thanks," She exhaled.
I shrugged, and helped to her feet.
And that was the last I'd hear about Shadow for a long time.
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Here's more ofthe story! :P Sorry for taking so long to post. Hope you like it, and thanks for commenting! :D
This is going to be a very short part, sorry, but I'll try and post the chapter after this soon!
My memory faded away, and I dragged myself out of bed. Raising the tent flap, I looked around dully to what was happening at the camp. Scarr and Claw were shouting faintly in the woods, Silent and Fuego talking in whispers to Sage, Night looking grieved by the fire, and Jade and Tigress picking remorsefully at their soup.
Then Night looked up at me and beckoned for me to sit by him, and reluctantly I trudged over, refusing to meet anyone's eyes. "Hello," was all I could whisper out hoarsely. Night shook his head.
"Hi, Cress." He said, his voice filled with deep sadness.
We both stared in different directions, and I had my elbows on my knees and head on my hands. This was extremely awkward. I sighed.
"Look--I'm sorry about what happened with Mac..." he murmured gently. Fire blazed inside me, but I stayed frozen.
"It's okay," I lied, but didn't bring myself to talk anymore about it.
He looked like he wanted to say more, but he stopped, his green eyes in slits. "There's someone here, close." he growled teresly.
I stood up and peered through the bush. Everything was eerily quiet, way too quiet. Then there was a tense rustle in the undergrowth.
Without warning, something white crashed through brambles. I pounced on it and pinned it to the ground, growling. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
Frightened, yet angry eyes glared up at me. "Let me go, I mean no harm!" the white tigress whimpered.
I stared deep into her bright blue eyes. Strikingly familiar eyes.
"Sh- Shadow ?" Was all my voice could bring out. The feline looked up and froze.
"No way!" she nearly shrieked. "Crescent! You're alive!"