The Golden Egg (Monty and Eldarwen - oneXone)

Normally, when people said that they knew how others were feeling, Ying wouldn't believe them. But he believed Siofra, because her past and her brother seemed so mysterious that it was very possible for her to feel the same way as himself. As the next few sentences came, it reminded him of the time in the castle and the time they had spoken with Yern. They did say that two dragonsd were better than one yes. But, if they diid carry on coming after them, then how would they put an end to it? They couldn't just kill them all. Once again, Ying had too many question and not enough answers, he hated that feeling so much. He looked back up to hre and let out a weak smile, "Thanks, Siofra." He knew he had worried her too much now and it was best for her to get back to work on the sling, whatever it was.

Ying wasn't reading Siofra's mind infact, he was too busy lost in his own thoughts. Then Siofra's statement brought him back to reality. He did, indeed, know where the egg may be, but only because of what happened so many years ago, then the actual egg itself was created. "I think I might know where it is hidden," Ying began. He didn't want to continue, but the look he gave to Siofra was clear enough to tell her that he didn't like the idea of going after it. Reading Siofra's mind, he knew she was puzzled at how he knew where the egg was. "It's all of what happened all of those years ago." Ying sighed, not wishing to remember the story. But it was why he and his sister were the only Yiang dragons left, the story that only they could live to tell and the Tribal Battle Blood...for they were there when it happened, and so were ihm and his sister.

Nodding, Ying slowly stood up, not putting any weight on his sore shoulder. He just hoped that it helped it to heal quicker and so he could walk properly and actually stand a chance at getting away when they needed too. As he looked at the cast, his memeroies began to haunt him of when he tumbled down the roof, the never-ending un-eaven edges on the roof that conitinously tore at his body. Then finally, the 50 foot fall that ended in darkness...he had never felt so much pain in his life, especially when he had gotten hit by the liquid. That dreaded liquid. Stopping in his thoughts, Ying looked at Siofra, not quite sure what to say at that moment in time.

"Thanks," Ying said as he realised the cast was in place and he could now go again. Turning around, Ying was about to walk back over to his sister again to rest when Siofra said his name again. Listening intently, Ying did know that it would help, but he didn't think he could take thinking about it again. Looking back at Siofra, he didn't say anything. He looked back to where Yang lay on the floor before turning back around to face Siofra. "Not long ago, a man called Robert Alan went exploring up the mountains. He was exavating for bones of extinct dragon breeds. But what he found was something different, for he dug deaper than any man had dug before. He came across an under-ground cave, thousands of feet below the ground. It took him five years before he could un-cover it all. Inside the cave was a pool of liquid, but it wasn't water. It was purple. Taking a sample of it, he realised it burnt through any material he used for the cup - apart from one, and that was persh. Persh was another metal he found in that cave,but as soon as that persh touched that liquid, the whole pool began to glow yellow and it all drained out into another pool next to it, revealing an egg. The Golden Egg." Ying paused, not wanting to continue.

"Yes," Ying mumbled, knowing that he had indeed been executed for the complete wrong reasons. If he hadn't of been killed then the other Yiang dragons may have survived. Tell me Siofra, when you go back to your king. Tell him I want to meat him." Anger burnt through his wrods and eyes, his hatred growing. He knew he didn't have to continue the story, and he didn't want to. But he would do later to clear any question up in Siofra's head, he wouldn't like it but he knew he would have to. Hearing the next part of Siofra's question, he looked her in the eyes once more. He didn't speak but only nodded. Only the Yiang dragons and Robert himself knew where the egg was. Legend had it that he never gave out the exact location. "And I bet your wondering what Yiang dragons have got to do with this?" Ying asked, now looking back at his sister who had fallen asleep on the grassy floor.

"The day you found out what Siofra?" Ying asked, knowing that she was annoyed and reading her mind. Was she annoyed with him and his sister? It seemed so long ago that they had met, and he had met Siofra up a tree..."your not mad at us are you?" He contiued, before listening to her next words. Not wishing to repeat the next part of the story about the Yiang dragons, he could only sigh. "I guess I have no choice," he muttered to himself. "Well, Robert Alan had a Yiang dragon, a black one like me. But much older and much more wiser, only this one was a female. SO, Robert brought his dragon to the cave to show her the egg. But it hsd gone, there were dragon prints and human footprints everywhere and it was clear someone had taken it. and in actualy fact, it was one of the King's messengers. He took the egg back to the King, but Robert went after him and stopped him." Ying paused, because that night was when everything changed. He wished to skip the main bits out and just put it to Siofra briefly. "Things happened, he died, his dragon died and so did every single Yiang dragon in the world except for me and Yang." The black Yiang dragon turned his head away from Siofra as he said this, closing his eyes and the words came out painfully. A tear rolled down his eyes, but he wouldn't crack up. No, not now, there wasn't time.

Sighing, he knew he couldn't keep the whole story from her from much longer. After all, she had helped him and she had a right to know. "Robert stopped the man from taking it back to the king. Well, he merely stalled him. But the king actually came to them, and he began to open it. Robert and his dragon of course were tied back so they couldn't stop him. But not realising what ould happen, the King managed to put a small crack in the egg. And out of that crack shot a huge, purple light. It went straight through the ground without making a hole and aimed directly for the center of the world. If that beam hit the core, then who knows what would of happened. I know the core of the earth is an extremely far way to go, but light is the fastest thing." Pausing for a moment, Ying thought it best to say the next bit aftr he had calmed himself down. "Robert's dragon brokle free from the grip of others around them and stopped the beam. She simply ran infront of it, un-protected. And as it hit her, her mind corrupted, her power to talk to others through her head died along with her and the rest of the Yiang dragons. Why? Because they could communicate through their mind aswell. But there was something about that female that linked them all together, so when that died in her head, so did everyone else." Ying stopped his speech there.

"...The king survived because he cracked the egg." This was all that Ying said, not going into anymore detail, but he found this un-fair on Siofra so he continued. "He 'let free' a small amount of the egg's power and so the egg spared him for that." Pausing, he watched as Siofra fell backwards on the grass. She had obviously forgotten that yesturday she had tumbled down a roof-top. But it was clear that the pain reminded her of that as she winced. "I...I...I don't know." Ying stuttered, looking back at his sister. He honestly had no clue whatsoever. He wanted to know...but then again, did he? Did he really want to know why him and Yang had survived when other perished in seconds. As if their life had never happened. "I think the men in the castle were aware of this, but not many people are since they don't know the true story. But then again, the story isn't told that Robert found the egg, stopped the king and his dragon sacrificed herself to save the world but it came at a cost of all the other Yiang dragons. No, it isn't told like that. It's told that his dragon sacrificed herself to save the world but it came at a cost of all the other Yiang dragons exept for two."

As Siofra looked at Ying, he was slightly taken aback. "Yang, wake up," he said to his sister until she finally stirred. 'What?' She mumbled, half asleep. "Get yourself ready...we're going to get the egg." "WHAT?! ARE YOU MAD?! You know what will happen if we go there!" Ying gave Yang a stern look as if to say; shut up. He looked back at Siofra whilest Yang finally raised her scaly, white body from the ground. "Let's go..." He indeed didn't want to go and
get the egg after what it would probably do to them. But maybe he could reason with it. In his mind it sounded funny, reason with an egg? But it would have to be done. "Siofra," he started as his sister sat beside him. "When we get to the cave, will you go in first?" He had is reasons, reasons that if he, as a Yiang dragon, went in first then it would remember that the female Yiang dragon long ago stopped its power. Probably causing it to dis-like the breed even more that they weren't extinct. Ying looked up to the sky, how did he get into this?

"If you fail, then we will continue in honor of you. For if anything is to happen to you, then the egg will know where we are alrady and will want to kill us. So there will be nothing else to do but continue with the mission. Siofra, we have been in hiding for too long, this has to end." Ying's words came out relatively sharpish after Siofra had finished. He then turned his head to the sky and looked over to the mountains. The problem was, there were two mountains in each direction. Closing his eyes, he finally came to a decission, "we'll go West. And I think I'm going to have to manage, this has to be done." Ying's fear still bubbled inside of him, but he was now more filled with determination. For if the King got there first or anyone else, then it could be a repeat of what happened all those years ago. No, they had to get there first.

Motioning Yang to help him fly, they both took off into the sky. Ying still not that good with flying, but he was getting sed to the help from his sister. Looking down to Siofra and Shetan who were keeping up very well, he called down to her. "It will take a few days to get there, but we will have to stop and rest every now and again so maybe a little longer." They had one advantage, and that was that they could fly. But then again, was it such of an advantage if they could only go at the pace of a horse? Yes, horses were fast, but the King had horses aswell, so it would be pot luck if they got there first. Althought the Yiang twins know the location, the king would be able to find it since he had been half-way before. They could only forget he would forget the way, which was highly doubtful.

Five hours went by and Ying and Yang lowered in the sky, hoping to rest pretty soon. Thankfully, they had stayed vclose to the river and so Ying could lan in the water again. One minute they were in the sky, the next there was a huge splash as Ying landed in the river. Yang landed calmy next to the river bank and patiently waited for Ying to re-surface. Giving a sigh of relief as he did. The sun was setting swiftly and they had to find somewhere safe to sleep for tonight. Siofra was the best at this, and to be frank, the two dragons were exghausted from flying for five hours straight and didn't wish to start sniffing out somewhere safe to stay. They could only hope that the half-elf would understand this.

Following Siofra upstream, the two dragons didn't speak much that day apart from a simple 'good night.' The night itself, seemed to go pretty fast. It wasn't long before it was moring and they had to get up. For the next few days, it was pretty-much the same rutine. Get up, travel for a few hours, sleep and repeat. After the second day, all three had entered the mountains and they were getting ever closer to their destination. It took a total of five days before Ying and Yang both lowered in the sky many hours before night-time. Since there was no stream around, he had to put up with the ground and the pain.

Ying loked at Siofra just after landing and showed no-exression on his face. "We had better rest earlier tonight," he said without giving reason. Lying down, he took one final glance at the sun in the sky before drifting off. He didn't care about finding a suitable place to sleep that night, for there weren't that many dangers in the mountains as to the forest or open plains. Both of the Yiang dragons awoke the next morning feeling completely refreshed. Nudging Siofra with her white tail, Yang attempted to break the half-elf free from her dreams. "You awake?" She asked.

Yang replied to Siofra's question with a worried look and said nothing. But as she walked over to the cave entrance, Ying and Yang both stood behind her. They knew too well that they couldn't go in...yet. Until suddenly, Ying and Yang turned around at the sound of a voice. All three of them were surrounded and a man, dressed in royal clothing was the one speaking. Within seconds both of the Yiang dragons realised this was the king. Loosing controll of himself, Ying plunged forwards towards him, teeth bared and his eyes were filled with nothing but loathing. The pain was replaced with anger and kill. Reacting fast, Yang leaped infront of her brother and stopped him in his tracks. "Outta my way!" He snarled, just wanting to kill the king on the spot for it was his fault that all of the other Yiang dragons were dead. "Ying stop!" She hissed, finally calmming her brother down who stood next to her side. She too, wished to attack the king, but she had reason not to. For if they did attack the king, then his men would be onto them like a bullet.

"Well, well, well, what have we got hear?" The king said, smiling evily. "aren't you two supposed to be...well...dead?" Ying grumbled with his teeth still bared at the man. "Don't patronise me, it's your fault they are all dead and so it's your fault your going to die tonight." Yang had never heard her brother talk like this before, but she shared his hatred. For it was the King's fault they were alone in the world. "Heh, so your the the two Yiang dragon's that survived. Looks like we finally meet, and I see you have teemed up with one of my people? Smooth move." The last sentence was directed at Siofra. Ying took a step forwards and as he did so, a few of the king's men raised their bows and arrows, ready if anything were to happen.

As the two body guards advanced onto Siofra, it took alot of effort for Ying to not attack, but he managed. Both him and Yang watched intently as Siofra, the two body guards and the king entered the cave. It was a good job they weren't going to go in there in the first place otherwise both of them would be infuriated right now. But what could they do? "Siofra!" Yang called out to the half elf who was getting dragged inside the cave. "Think...mind" Tell us!" The white Yiang didn't want to say too much incase she gave it all away to the King and his men. But by this, she meant for Siofra to think in their mind of what she could see and so the two could read it and know aswell. But Yang doubted she would understand, for there must be too many thoughts going through her head already.

Slowly, Ying took the cast on his shoulder away from him and put it on the ground. As he moved, some of the men raising their arrows even higher ready incase he tried something stupid. Finally free of the cast, the pain had died down a little for it had been a week since he had broken it. It still wasn't fully healed but atleast he could walk on it a little and the cast was restraining him a little at the moment which wasn't good from their position.