Dragons Die, Don't They? : A Fablehaven Fanfiction
This is my first fanfiction. I apologize for any spelling/grammar, character, or sequencing mistakes. Please ignore any POV changes and/or tense changes. I will write without reviews. But, I would love to receive them. Constructive criticism ones are the best; they really help me improve my writing. It's also great when people put ideas in their reviews (hint, hint).
Finally, this is a Gavin-only story that takes place after the fourth book. Bracken will never be mentioned except for in this sentence. Sorry if you like him, but, like I said, this is a story about Gavin, not Bracken. Please read all books before book four, I don't want to spoil anything for anyone (I spoiled the Navarog part for myself by reading all of these fanfiction stories, I don't want that to happen for anyone else. So stop reading now and find another person's fanfiction to read! Or, better yet, read the whole series!).
P.S. – Sorry for the extremely long author's note, future ones will not be that long, I promise.
Author's Note 2:
I know I really should be updating this instead of going over the chapters, but after looking over them I felt that they needed to be reviewed and edited. I have tried to correct most of the spelling and grammar errors that I can find, but some just won't change when I repost the chapter. I'm sorry if it's annoying (it is to me, at least), but like I've said before, the system just won't let me. Also, I've tried improving the characters. I've noticed that as the story goes on, the characters get less and less "fleshed out"; in other words, flat. Any ideas are still welcome!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fablehaven or any recognizable characters or settings, Brandon Mull does. If I did, I would not be writing fanfiction and Gavin would not have died.
Chapter One: Mysterious Stranger
Kendra could not go to sleep. She tossed and turned in her bed. Finally, she grabbed a pair
of clothes and shoes and threw them on. Kendra removed Gavin's letters from underneath her mattress and picked up a flashlight. Silently, she crept past Seth, who was sprawled across his bed, snoring like a bear. She smiled to herself and internally snickered; new ammo to use against him.
When Kendra reached the hall, she paused and listened. Nothing stirred. Satisfied, she continued her journey outside.
The backyard was illuminated by the moonlight. Shadows hugged the house and forest surrounding it, pooling out into the yard. The garden shimmered and glowed under the face of the full moon. Nearby, the fountain's water glistened as it quietly splashed and trickled. A few fairies twinkled here and there, tending to the flowers, making them sparkle. The garden was beautiful, magical. But what would one expect for it being on a magical preserve? Even with all the danger that surrounded it, there was no place Kendra loved more than Fablehaven. Now, this sight made her love it even more. Tearing her eyes from the beautiful moonlit garden, Kendra continued on. She traveled the well-worn path that led to the fairy shrine.
When she entered the secret hedged-in shrine, Kendra walked along the boardwalk until she made it to the third gazebo. Next to it, the water glistened in the moonlight. A few hands reached up from the water, beckoning her in, but then lazily drifted back down as they realized that Kendra would not comply.
In the gazebo, Kendra sat down on one of the intricately carved marble benches and reached into her jacket pocket for the letters. Bringing them out, she reread the all-too familiar words that she knew by heart. Now, after Gavin's betrayal, Kendra knew who Gavin really was-the dragon Navarog's avatar. Kendra could see through the lies that he had written. All of it was fake; a cover, and a really good one at that. Kendra had fallen for him hard and had been unable to see past his charming stuttering demeanor. Now she knew and would never make the same mistake again. Still, after all Gavin had done, Kendra couldn't help but wonder about what could have been. Even more surprising was that she found that she still felt for him.
Kendra's thoughts were in turmoil. 'How could he have betrayed me; everyone? How? Why do I still like him? What's wrong with me? Why did he have to be Navarog and die? ' She thought again of the tanned stuttering boy and of the day that he revealed who he truly was.
Kendra shoved the letters back into her jacket pocket and began to walk along the boardwalk that surrounded the island. Once she was directly across from the fairy shrine, Kendra looked across the water at it and immediately felt a cool calm settle over her. "Thank you," she whispered into the breeze and turned and headed home.
"Wake up, sleepyhead," called Seth's voice from afar.
Kendra groggily opened her eyes and was met by bright rays of sunlight spilling into the room.
"What time is it?" she inquired.
"9:15. Pretty late for a school day."
Seth laughed, "Just joking, sis. But it is 9:15. Everyone else woke up exactly three hours ago."
"Wow, I slept in really late."
"No duh. Usually you're up with the chickens." Then, in a news reporter's voice, Seth held up an imaginary microphone and declared, "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, a new record has been achieved by Kendra Sorenson. She has-".
"Oh, shut up."
Kendra hopped out of her bed and started heading towards the door. Seth looked at her suspiciously.
"Why are you still dressed?"
"Huh?" Kendra looked down at her clothes. "Oh. Uh, I went for a walk last night."
"What for?" Seth demanded.
"What is this, 20 questions? Okay, since you must know because it is life threatening if you don't - I went out to the fairy shrine to clear my head."
"Oh," Seth paused for a moment, and then asked "Why?"
"Well Mr. Holmes, I couldn't stop thinking about Wyrmroost," then she muttered, "A girl can't get any privacy around here!"
"Ah, Gavin," Seth said mockingly. "You still like dragon boy, huh? I can't see how that's going to work out," Seth's voice dropped to a whisper. "Because news flash, he's dead."
Seth struck a comical pose. He held his arms crossed over his chest like an Egyptian pharaoh; closed his eyes; and stuck his tongue out of the corner of his mouth.
Kendra blushed scarlet, then mumbled, "It's none of your business."
She walked out of the room, still blushing furiously.
Seth snorted "Girls. Gavin, huh. Who would've known?" He shook his head and followed her out the door.
Kendra carefully pruned the roses, taking care not to spear herself on a thorn or clip a wandering fairy. CRUNCH, CLOMP, CRUNCH, CLOMP. Kendra looked up from her gardening to see Hugo enter the yard with Seth on his shoulder.
"I thought you were going to be with Newel and Doren for the rest of the day," she called.
Seth shook his head and waved for her to come over to him. "You've got to come quickly. There's something you have to see." He looked flustered and, wait, was that panic? It was very unlike Seth to be panicked.
"What is it? Did Newel and Dorenfinally get busted for stealing gold?"
"No, worse. C'mon," he demanded.
'What could possibly be worse that would make Seth nervous? Usually, he would try to run off and fight a dragon if no one was there to stop him,' Kendra thought to herself. 'Shouldn't he be asking Dale or Tanu or Grandpa and Grandma?'
Seeing her worried expression, Seth added, "I can't tell you now. We've got to go. There isn't much time."
Kendra obeyed, stepping onto the hand Hugo offered before he swung her up onto his other unoccupied shoulder.
As Hugo quickly clomped back through the forest, Seth explained, somewhat. "In the clearing near where Newel and Doren and I sometimes play tennis, there's this huge rock. We found a guy in there. He's hurt, bad."
"Shouldn't you have asked me to bring the first aid kit or Grandma or Tanu?"
"No. We can do that later. You need to see who he is. I know you'll recognize him."
Sunlight dappled the forest floor. The trees started thinning, showing that they were nearing the clearing. Hugo burst out into the meadow. He raced toward a large rock formation and deposited Kendra and Seth next to it.
Seth leaped to the ground and led Kendra to the other side. There was a small entrance that led to a cave. Inside, Kendra could make out the two satyrs and a third figure lying on the ground between them. She entered the tiny cave and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Kendra gasped as soon as she recognized who it was.
"But, but …you're dead," she breathed.
Kendra sank to her knees and buried her face in her hands.