Kelly Lucille by The Dragon's Mage (Dragon Mage)

skirt in place.  She bit her lip as she watched them arch across the
sky.
    If either of
you get hurt I’ll be coming in after you.  Just keep that in mind and don’t
take chances.
    The response from
both dragons was immediate:
    You step one
foot off that rock and I’ll blister your ass.  Ladon
    The thought
alone is enough to get you punished.  When we reach your new home, we will see
to that.  Ebens voice went very soft but the feeling behind them were hard
as steel.  There is no one in these walls I will not sacrifice to see you
safe.  Do not force me to make such a choice.  None of us will be happy with
it.
    I would never
put you in that position, I said I will stay here and I will, but I meant what
I said too:  Be careful, because once you both arrive, everything I love will
be in that place, and you understand this, I won’t leave anybody behind here. 
Not any of you.
    The first attack
hit them in the air before they could do more than curse her stubbornness.
    The dark magic fireballs
reigned through the sky.  From where Morgan stood, she could see the entire
valley.  It looked as if the sky itself had exploded.  She lifted the lid on
her magic thinking to help but Ebens voice roared through her mind.
    DO NOT!  The
Mage will be able to follow the magic back to its source!
    Then Ladon was
laughing in her head.  There is nothing here to harm us little Falcon, it is
all just pretty sparkles.
    Morgan closed the
lid on her magic, and sealed it tight.  Then stop playing around and get in
there.
    As my lady
commands.
    As one, the dragons
turned and dived at the dark mage’s Fortress.  They didn't bother with doors
but crashed through the walls as if it was indeed the black glass it resembled,
instead of rock.  Morgan lost sight of them but she felt Eben and Ladon merge thoroughly
with her until she was in the castle with them.  She could feel her family.  Melisande
was somewhere above, while Clare and Rhune were below.  The dragons split up. 
Ladon headed down, crashing through floors and magic until he came to the
dungeons of the blood mage.
    Careful Ladon. 
You don’t want to hurt anyone trapped there.
    Ladon shifted in a
swirl of magic until he stood there as a man with armor the color of a burning
sun.  When the dark mage soldiers came, they found him in all his shining glory
with a sword of fire ready in his hands.  Most of them ran as soon as they saw
what they were up against.  The few who fought died.  Each cell he passed
opened with a flick of dragon magic but there were none brave enough to try
escape until he was long past.  That was, no one brave enough until he reached
the last cell anyway. 
    He saw Rhune first. 
The child stood before his taller sister as if he was a warrior grown.  He had
Morgan’s fiery green eyes and a mop of dark auburn hair.  Stubborn
determination was in every line of his little face.  The girl behind him had
the same eyes.  She looked like a smaller, skinny version of Morgan up to the
firm set of the lips and stubborn jaw.
    I definitely
see the resemblance, and I’m not talking about the eyes and hair. 
    They are
unhurt? 
    No one would
dare hurt these two.  
    Bring them to
me.  Please, Ladon.  He could feel her worry and relief and he sent her a
wave of reassurance.
    “Morgan is waiting
beyond the walls for you both.  If we keep her waiting much longer she will
probably storm the gates herself.”
    Clare stepped in
front of the boy, her eyes hopeful but suspicious.
    “Morgan is here? 
Where is she?  We thought she was taken.  Who are you?  Where’s Morgan?”
    “Yes.  She’s
waiting for you outside the valley.  It’s a long story, but once I get you to
Morgan all will be explained.”
    “How do we know
this isn’t a trick?”  This from the suspicious eight year old.
    “Would you rather
stay here?”
    Then Clare raised
that stubborn chin.  “We aren’t leaving without Melly.”
    “Melly is being
extracted, even as we