"Great. This is just great. I'm stuck with two people that I'm not impressed with." I said. Silver and Twilight looked over at me as if I were a nuclear bomb. "You know, Shadow, that isn't nice to say about people." Silver explained to me. Do I care? I asked myself. "Why don't we find out who took my memories now?" Twilight asked me. "Twilight, it's not that simple. We have to go on a journey to learn about you first. Plus, the person who took your memories had a reason to take them." I told him. "But my friends told me someone took your memories once. So you kind of know how I feel..." Twilight cried. "Twilight, no one took my memories. I suffered from amnesia. Plus, I still suffer from it. You can at least get your memories back... I can't..." I looked at the ground as if no one were with me. Twilight then came over and put a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, you're gonna help me. Maybe you'll find something out about yourself as well." He said to me. I looked up at him as if he'd gone mad. "Twilight, I don't think going on your adventure so you can learn about yourself, and get your memory back will help me get mine back at all. That's my problem." I said. Twilight just stood there for a few seconds not saying a thing. "Shadow, I think you might get some of your memory back. I'm sure of it." Twilight told me. I wasn't sure of it though. He's just trying to make me feel better. I thought. It wasn't helping me at all. I started to walk away and Twilight followed. "So, where are we going?" Twilight asked me. "Twilight, we're going to get your memories back." I explained. I don't want the kid to end up like me. No memory at all... No, he's going to be fine. Just help him and get back to your life. I told myself. Then we both heard some sort of weird sound from behind us. "Shadow, what was that?"
Hercul retired from he warrior status to live on as one of the dragon elders.
Hercul is a very wise dragon with knowledge that no other dragon seems to understand besides his grandson, Drakero. He can be intimidating upon site, but he is actually a kind man. He loves to light incenses in his house, but dislike the taste of cherries.
Despite his age, and not being as good as he was in his prime, Hercul can hold his own in a fight. Like his son Almaldo, and grandson, Drakero, Hercul is freakishly strong. He can bench press up to 20 tons.
(In other words, Hercul don't play)
I have to use a friends computer to type this because my other one if filled with viruses....I wont be continuing the Virus9073-AD story until it's fix or I get a loner laptop from the library. So if you are reading it please forgive me for not sending chapter two yet. Also, I also curse writers block for getting me stuck on one particular part of the story so If I do get a loner, it may take me a little while to figure out something to write. I guess it's just school that stresses me out. Haha!
The bed wheels squeaked on the floor. Was windy awake? She couldn't be sure. Oh god... was she dying? NO. She couldn't give up now. not with so much on the line. The wheels seemed to squeak even louder, ringing and ringing, until she could hear nothing but the bells of hevean in front of her face. This was the end, wasn't it?
Suddenly, spike appeared in front of her, and splashed a bit of water on her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"no...no what's going on?"
Spike gave no answer. He nodded at kitty to signal for her to leave and get to the escape route.
"We're only trying to help, Windy."
He picked her up from the bed and sped off into the distance. The other three were waiting outside as they placed her in a van. After that, everything went black.
Suddenly, spike appeared in front of her, and splashed a bit of water on her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"no...no what's going on?"
Spike gave no answer. He nodded at kitty to signal for her to leave and get to the escape route.
"We're only trying to help, Windy."
He picked her up from the bed and sped off into the distance. The other three were waiting outside as they placed her in a van. After that, everything went black.