Chapter 35 (Jangras POV) Stay Strong!

The light was so bright, I could not see who it was. I knew the voice though, as I had heard the exact same voice speak to me in the pool not too long ago. My father turned his head, as he had clearly recognized the voice of his son as well.

The light began to glimmer down, as I heard a surprised gasp from all of the dragons that were with us in the clearing, watching as my father had just nearly tried to kill me. I dared not move, as I saw that he had his paw up above me, as it was staring down on me quite a bit menacingly.

I knew what my father was trying to do, and I saw where his eyes had been pointed at. He was going after my weak spot, with the clear intent to kill me. He had meant ever word that he had just said a few seconds ago as well, as I had just now lost all of the respect that I once had for my father.

Even if I was not the dragon of destiny, you should not kill an innocent dragon, much less an innocent dragon that was your son as well. Surely he had to realize that I had not chance in that fight right? Even if I was the dragon of destiny, I was still nearly 10 years away from being fully grown.

I had my eyes squinted on my father, as I was still very angry at him, as he had just tried to kill me. I did not even seem to give a single shit that my brother was here with my right now. Even though I knew that every dragon in the tribe had their eyes locked on him right now, my father included.

I looked at my father for just a few moments, as the tribe was nearly dead silent, besides a few dragons whispered to each other, clearly a bit surprised, and wondering if whether or not any of this was real. I kept my eyes on my father though, as he began to talk back to my brother.

"Plok! Is that really you? I miss you so much, why did you have to die? Why did you have to leave us? You meant so much to all of us..." He began to say to my brother, wiping off all of the tears that were coming from his eyes. This time I did move my eyes to my brother, as even though I was very angry at my father right now, I still did not like to see him cry.

I saw my brother, as he looked as amazing as he had ever looked. It almost did not seem real at all, but the smile on his face told me that it was in fact real, and that he was actually here with the rest of us. The smile did not last very long, as it just as soon turned into a sad look.

He had heard what my father had said, and even though he was not alive right now, he was with us, and you might think that a dragon would be stronger and more grown once he was in a better place, but I could still see the pain in his eyes as he looked back at our father.

He finally did his best to look a bit more tough, as he looked at my father, and then he nodded to him. The tribe was now dead silent, as it was clear that all eyes were on him, but that did not phase him at all, as it used to when he was still alive.

I closed my eyes, remembering that he was in fact not alive, and I had seen him being killed right in front of my face, by that heartless evil black dragon. It made me feel sick, that the red dragons would actually believe for a second that the black dragons had changed, and that they would actually be okay with peace between the races.

They never learned though, and I could not wait to kill Plyma by myself, just like the prophecy had said I would. He had caused the death of so many dragons, and all the innocent humans as well, as I could not just forget about them either.

It actually managed to crack a smile on my face, even though I was in quite a lot of pain right now. I remembered what I was in pain from as well, as I opened my eyes, and I realized that my brother was still with us right now. He then began to speak to my father, as I listened to what it was that he had to say to him as well.

"Yes Himla, my father... I had to go, because that is just how destiny tends to go. a great dragon must fight through this pain, as you should be doing, for your tribe, and for your son right now." He said to my father. The whole tribe then turned their heads over to me, once they had heard what my brother had just said.

I was not sure why, for I was used to stepping up on the rock to address the whole tribe, but this time I looked down at the ground seeing the whole tribe looking over to me, as I was a bit scared, as well as being a bit embarrassed at the same time.

I tried not to look at a single one of the dragons as I knew that every single one of them had their eyes on me right now. They all had seen me fail my test, I was not the dragon of destiny... I had done my best, but I had failed, I had failed all of them...

Not that hardly any of them had believed in me in the first place, but it still hurt me to know that I was a failure. My own brother had to step in for me, to save my own life... Why could I not just go up with him, to wherever kingdom he was in right now?

I suppose my job was not done here yet, while I may not be the dragon of destiny, there must be something else that I was here for... Surely I could not be the deputy of the tribe now right? They all had seen me horrendously fail at beating my father in a battle to the death.

My brother was the one that had to save me, I was nothing much but a failure to all of them. I kept my eyes closed, as I heard the dragons in the tribe begin to whisper to each other, as I did my best not to focus in on any of the voices, as I did not want to hear what it was that they had to say.

Luckily this time, I did not have to worry about that at all, as I opened my eyes due to the fact that I heard my father begin to step up, and to speak back to my brother at the same time. I looked at him, to hear what it was that he had to say back to him.

"But... He is not the dragon of destiny... He has let us all down, how can I call him my son?" He said back to Plok. My brother looked at him for a few seconds as he then squinted his eyes at my father. I looked back down at the ground, once again, as it had hurt me, the words that my father had just said about me.

I could see from the corner of my eyes, that Plok had noticed the pain as well, as luckily none of the dragons in the tribe had their eyes locked on me right now. Plok looked back over to my father, as this time he looked as though he might be a bit angry with my father now, as he then began to speak back to him.

"I was not the dragon of destiny... But you call me your son... Do you not? Did you not lose your first few battles at a young age, just like he is right now? He is a young dragon, do not expect him to achieve his destiny right away..." He said back to my father. I sat there, as it made me feel a bit better, but I was still not willing to believe that I was in fact the dragon of destiny.

I lot of the dragons in the tribe were nodding in agreement, as I could tell that a few of them either were angry at my father, or they had looks of pity at me. I did not want that though, if I was the dragon of destiny, than I should be stronger than that.

This time, I managed to grow a pair, as I was still a bit embarrassed at the fact that I had gotten absolutely hammered in that fight, but I looked up at the rest of the tribe finally, and I looked my brother dead in his eyes, as he did the same to me as well. He then nodded, wanting for me to go ahead and speak clearly, which I did so.

"I cant be the dragon of destiny, I do not feel like I am, and I am supposed to be stronger than this..." I said to my brother. My brother looked at me for just a few moments, as it was clear to me that he was taking in what I had just said to him.

He then squinted his eyes at me, which made me gulp a slight bit, as it seemed as though he was actually thinking of what I had just said to him, and he was thinking that he might have to agree on it as well. I then dropped my head to the ground once again, just as I had it before.

I still looked at him from the corner of my eyes, as I was still a bit curious as to what it was that he was going to say back on that. I noticed him roll his eyes at me, and I looked up at him, quite a bit confused as to what it was that he was getting at.

Most of the tribe as far as I could tell, was even more lost than I was, as it was clear to me, that none of them had a clue what was going on right now, or whether this was in fact real or not. I kept my eyes on my brother though, as he then began to speak back to me.

"Of course you are going to think that, as you have never really truly found what it is like to be weak, so you would not know what it is like... You are meant to be the protector of the ones that are. You will see soon, that you are, you are not meant to have this on you yet... That is why I came here tonight..." He said to me. I looked at him for a few more moments, before I nodded to him, as I then went ahead and quickly lowered my head to the ground, just as it had been before.

I knew that he was in fact correct, with just about every word that he had just said. For some reason though, I just did not want to be the dragon of destiny. I just wanted to be a normal dragon, it was always so stressful having dragons look at me, expecting me to be the greatest thing to ever step foot upon this earth.

It was scary to me, as it seemed like at times, that the dragon of destiny, should not be a dragon that had any fear at all. I always seemed to have that coursing through my veins at all times though. I closed my eyes, trying to shake all of the voices in my head right now.

Maybe they were not actually voices that were in my head, maybe it was just the tribe speaking quietly amongst themselves, but I was too scared to see if that was in fact the case however. I did not want this life, I wish someone else could have it.

They might think that they would want it, but it is all too scary and stressful, as I was not going to lie one bit. I felt bad for any dragon that had to be the leader of the tribe. I was starting understand now why my father had been in so much pain when my brother had died.

It was not just because of the fact that he had blamed the death of his son on himself, but also he had felt like he had let the whole tribe down, and that it had been his fault that many other dragons had lost their lives in that short battle too.

I kept my eyes closed, as it seemed like at any moment, Penta was going to step up, and say an ugly couple of words to the whole tribe, as it seemed like that was what she normally tended to do. It just stayed silent though, as it seemed like she knew that it was not the time this time.

I did open my eyes however, as I heard the voice of my father once again, as he had decided to speak up to the entire tribe once again, almost as if he was back to his normal self, now that he had managed to see his son. Maybe he was, and maybe that was all that he had needed. I wish that it would have happened a while ago if that was the case...

I shook my head though, as I focused my mind, and my ears on my father, as he was looking right into the eyes of my brother, and it did not phase my brother at all, as it seemed like he had grown a lot in the last year as well, as he listened to my father, just as I was.

"I... It was my fault, so many dragons died because of me... I should not have ever trusted her... I should have known." He said back to my brother. I knew exactly what dragon he was talking about as well, as I saw in the corner of the clearing, another dragon knew it as well, as he lowered his head to the ground as well.

It was Yikla... She had been the one that had betrayed the tribe, and he was in fact correct as well. I then remembered why Kota had that look on his face as well, as I remembered that we had just met up with her not but a few days ago too.

Maybe we were betraying the tribe as well. I felt sick, as I remembered that I had fallen in love with that snake too... I felt sick once again, as I remembered that we had planned another meeting with her in the next few days too. It was because somehow I still had some feelings for her.

I shook my head, as I tried not to think about it, as I then noticed that my brother had nodded to my father. The same bright light that I had seen from earlier had now appeared again, and I realized what was going on... He then said one last thing to us before he then disappeared.

"I am sorry that we did not have much time, Himla, you need to stop beating yourself up so much... You need to be a leader, this was going to happen either way, you saved more lives than you could imagine... Oh, and one last thing before I must go... Mik, she is meant to be the next prophecy dragon." He said to us. I looked at him a bit surprised, as the entire tribe completely ignored the fact that he was about to be gone, as they then turned their heads over to my sister Mik.

Mik did not seem to notice them looking at her, due to the fact that it was hard for her to see. But she looked a bit scared, at what my brother had just said to her. As she turned her head over to my brother, almost as if her vision was clear, as she then began to speak back to him.

"I... Thank you Plok... I knew I had some use left..." She said back to my brother. Plok then smiled at her, though she could not see it, and then he looked back over to me and my father after that interaction was done with.

The tribe had their eyes all over to place, wondering who was going to speak first, as it seemed as though the light from my brother was getting brighter and brighter now. I still did manage to see him look at me and smile, which tore me in half, as he then began to speak to me.

"Jangra... Stay strong!"