The sun rose as he looked down on the enormous mass of people. They were walking so agonizingly slow, couldn't they go faster? At this rate, it would take days to cross the desert, at which point The Super would have been able to prepare for their attack.
The boy swept his blond hair out of his face. He really needed to get it cut, but it never made it into his schedule. He would have looked quite handsome, really, if it wasn't for the manic look in his differently colored eyes. No matter what he did, he seemed to come across as crazy before he even got a word in.
Curse his teenage impulses! He had to focus on the matter at hand, prepare for battle, not wish his eyes matched in color! He looked down at the dragon he was riding, using his sorcery to communicate mentally. They couldn't risk the criminals hearing their conversations, or else they may they turn against the dragon and himself, or give the information to The Super for something trivial like money, or freedom. It was quite easier to not even let them hear anything.
"Are you annoyed yet?" thought the boy.
"Huh? Sorry, I was so insanely bored my mind went numb. Could you repeat the question?" thought the dragon.
"Why don't we move forward? Cast a spell to get us all there faster?" asked the boy.
"What would the stupid people down there learn? That I'll always be there to take care of their sorry butts? That they don't have to a frickin' thing for themselves because the big scary dragon will fix everything? Yeah, right. I'm teaching them right off the bat that I'm no babysitter. Problem?"
"No, no problem," thought the boy in response. The dragon had picked up on how to intimidate quite well over the past few months. He didn't even use proper grammar or language anymore. It didn't subtract from the intimidation, really. In fact, it sort of added to it.
"Good," thought the dragon. "There are plenty of circumstances that I don't want to repeat. Starting here. Now, I do have a question for you. If you're willing."
"Go ahead," thought the boy.
"What the hell am I supposed to with this star guy? I've been carrying him all night long."
"Oh," thought the boy. Honestly, he'd forgotten about it. "You can go ahead and drop him now. He's learned his lesson, I believe."
"Good," thought the dragon. "I need some entertainment."
And with that, he released his grip on the creature in his claws. He watched in earnest as it fell, and hit the ground with a large foomph. The figure got up after a few seconds, and walked over to a couple escapees that happened to be passing by.
"Phooey," thought the dragon, "no splatter."
"Oh, well," thought the boy. "Better luck next time, I suppose."
Heeeeyyyyy! I'm back from my week-long vacation, where I only posted about three times!
So, head's up: school starts in about a week. Right now, my school's going through some kind of random reorganization process, and I don't even know what classes I'll be taking yet, so I'm sorry if there's a delay in material around then. I'm not ignoring you, I'm just trying to get my real life together. Hey, we can't be superheroes all the time.
Also, I started naming the parts, like chapters. For instance, this one's named "Splatter." I went back and named the old ones, too. So now the "parts" are more like really short chapters. Just something you might want to know.
I really hope you've been enjoying my stuff! I know at least some of you have! I've gotten lots of new comments and emails about what I've been writing, and it makes me so happy! :) Keep it coming!
See you at The Restaurant At the End Of the Universe,
PolarFarina
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