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A.N.: Im a little sure of where this is going so bare with me!
Disclaimer: Dont own anything and never will. I only own Ashley and her dragon Ashlee. The other crew members meantioned here are official ones.
Ashley raised her eye brows as she watched Khatah walking past looking very worried.
He was muttering to himself; something about the Dragon Booster and the Shadow Booster. It sounded as if some sort of battle had broken out near the mall and some of the Inner Order had got caught up in it.
He left and Ashley and Aslee looked at each other, curiously. What the-? Ashley thought then felt Sarjo near-by.
She looked round and saw him stabling up both Shuko and Shock-Ra, his face also contorted with worry.
Ashlee looked at his young mistress and nudged her hand that was hovering in mid-brush stroke. She didn’t respond and nudged her hand again. She looked round then at him and nodded grimacing.
Nodding, Ashley put down the brush and left her dragon and came up to Sarjo.
“Hey, what’s wrong? What happened?”
Sarjo looked at her and smiled. “Shadow and Dragon booster have been fighting again.” He put his arms around her and Ashley returned the gesture sighing. “Don’t worry though. Things will work themselves out.”
Ashley nodded and looked into his olive green eyes. “Yeah,” she said quietly, “your right. Things will work themselves out.”
They suddenly split apart, the two still a little embarrassed by their relationship.
“Err, you need help stabling up?” she asked, her eyes soft.
Sarjo chuckled. “I’ll be alright.”
Ashley smiled and left, her fingers slowly crawling off his hand.
He watched her go over to Ashlee, picking up a brush then continue what she had been doing before he had come in. There was something about her movements that contributed to his love of the young woman.
Sarjo would have just stood there watching her had Shuko not suddenly mag blasted his Human into the air to wake him up, much to the amusement of his fellow dragons and Ashley.
Finishing up, there was a sudden BANG! And yells of “CHYOPP!”
The 8 year old crew member came flying into Ashley’s room, slamming the door and standing against it, her jaw set in panic.
Ashley raised her eyebrows high for the second time that day and said, “what have you done Chyopp?”
“Nothing,” she said, trying to look innocent but her eyes betrayed her.
“Chyopp?” asked Ashley, looking suspicious.
Chyopp looked at Ashley’s expression then relented. “I left my dragon joust toy out and someone fell over it!”
Ashley shook her head, sighing then jabbed her thumb behind her for Chyopp to hide in the closet.
Chyopp dashed in just in time as the door opened and Shurykyn came in looking like a very angry red dragon.
“Where is she? Where is that little yellow-bellied newt?!” she screeched at the top of her voice.
Ashley desperately tried not to laugh at the Martial Arts Master as she looked at Ashley for answers.
Hiding the laughter from her voice, Ashley shrugged then said, “Sure she didn’t go further down the hall?”
Before Shurykyn could answer, other members came to see what the fuss was about and Ashley came forward to speak to them.
“What’s wrong girls?” asked Dohjoh.
“Chyopp!” Shurykyn cried, turning to look at Dohjoh.
“Well, she didn’t come in here. I can tell you that,” Ashley reasoned.
Shurykyn turned on Ashley and yelled, “SHE DID! I SAW HER COME IN HERE!”
“She must have gone into a room further down Shurykyn! Because Chyopp is not in here.”
Dohjoh put his hand on Shurykyns shoulder and said, “come on. If Ashley says Chyopp isn’t here, then let’s check elsewhere.” He led her away and the group slowly dispersed.
Finally, only Chukks was left and Ashley handed him the repaired gear for the next day.
“Sorry about that Ashley,” he said, taking the gear.
“No matter Chukks. Even we need to vent steam like a Flare every now and then.”
He left, nodding.
Closing the door, Ashley walked to the closet and opened it.
“They’ve gone but they are on the war path against you.” She frowned as the young girl made her way out of the room and Ashley added before Chyopp left, “and remember to clear up after your self in future!”
The door closed sadly and Ashley returned to her desk to clean up, laughing at Shurykyns expression.
“What’s so funny?”
Ashley jumped as she turned around and saw Sarjo standing just inside her room. She grinned, laughing. “You scared me Sarjo.”
He came up to her and hugged her tight before kissing her gently. “Sorry.” He smiled at her. “How come you lied and hid Chyopp?”
Ashley shrugged, looking sheepish. “Because I know Shurykyn would have scaled Chyopp if I didn’t.” She put her head on his shoulder and hugged him tightly. “Are you racing tomorrow Sarjo?”
“Yeah. You going to be there?”
“Yep. My turn on Gear duty for the track.”
“Good.” He held her, his mind filled of Ashley and only let go of her when another BANG! followed by roars of dragons echoed through the compound.
“Somehow, I don’t think that was Chyopp or Shurykyn getting back at her.” Ashley stepped back and Sarjo let go of her heading out of her room.
Grabbing her blocking staff, she left her room too.
Shurykyn was creeping up behind Cain and various crewmen were defending the dragons from the would-be thief’s.
The dived forward to join in the fighting and it seemed like an age before they heard Khatah cry out in pain and Moordryd telling his crew to leave.
Smoke filled the stables and the Inner Order crew members went down low to avoid choking and, when it cleared, there were only the Inner Order and their dragons left…or at least, the majority of them.
Ashley looked round. She saw Sarjo helping Khatah to stand (he appeared injured) and found Ashlee check on his fellow dragons along with Shock-Ra and Shuko.
Ashley sighed as she did a head count of them and found that three were missing. She began checking the dragons for injuries and treating them along with Dohjoh, the Crews Dragon Master, whilst the room cleared leaving just Ashley and Dohjoh to tend the dragons. As she did so, her thoughts were with Sarjo and Khatah…so much so that she didn’t realise that Dohjoh was speaking to her until he put his hand on her shoulder.
“Ashley, I said it was alright. Go on. Leave this to me.”
She nodded and left.
As she was reaching her room, Sarjo came up to her and said, “Khatah needs to talk to you Ashley.”
Seeing her expression, he smiled and hugged her. “Don’t worry. He just needs to talk to you about tomorrow.”
She nodded and they headed for Khatah’s room.
Sarjo held her hand tightly as they got closer and he could feel her shaking a little. Ashley was still a little nervous around Khatah.
When they got there, Sarjo knocked on Khatah’s door and let go of Ashley’s hand as they entered.
Khatah looked up as they entered and nodded.
He was sat on his bed and appeared to have just finished bandaging up his arm.
Blood was already staining the bandage from creamy-white to red.
“Ashley. I need you to take my place tomorrow in the races. I can’t possibly race.”
Ashley swallowed nervously then nodded. “O-okay. No problem.”
They all stood in silence for a moment.
Khatah appeared to be studying her then he looked to Sarjo and nodded.
Sarjo smiled then took Ashley’s hand and they left, Ashley’s cheeks turning as pink as Sarjo’s hair.