"Get fucked, get out of here, get out!" I screamed at it, holding desperately on the cables, trying even more desperately to move to the side, to the tiles, but my hands were fucking sweating, the skin only starting to heal now. "Fuck," I cried, the fear of the height I'm hanging from taking over my veins, making it hard for me to breath.
"Grace, you are shaking the bridge!" Percy screamed, but it could've been Sage, I don't fucking know, all the voices are mixing up. "We will all fall!"
"Bitch, I am going to fall!" I screamed. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuck!" My eyes went down again and another yelp left my lips. "Oh my fucking Gods," tears welled up in my eyes, fear of both falling and of the damn dragon spitting fire on me again, because if he does, I won't be able to hold on, my hand will slip.
["Where is my song?"] It ordered for the 1000th time.
I'm not about to sing to this overbearing motherfucker who burned me, no fucking way. He or her or it or whatever can go fuck himself! "Hold onto the bridge tighter," I screamed to them, "I'll… I'll swing and,"
"Swing?" More than just the four of them screamed at me, horrified.
"You will throw everyone off the fucking bridge!" A stranger screamed.
"Just jump off, you won't even die!" Another stranger screamed.
"Fuck you!" One of the four closer to me screamed back at whoever yelled that.
"Why don't you fucking jump instead, hm?" It was definitely Percy all but barking back at them. "Grace, fuck, just be fucking careful, the dragon looks like he's about to fucking eat you."
"Sing," Sage yelled at me. "Sing to make it go the fuck away!"
"I'm not going to fucking sing!" I screamed at him. "It tried to kill me!"
"Just sing!" Someone screamed together with Sage.
"Why don't you fucking sing? I'm not a dragon charmer!" I yelled and as my right hand almost slipped, I screamed scared, "Fuck, fuck! Hold the fuck on," I advised them one last time, with a struggle I held onto the cable again, then, I made my body move, ignoring all the screams and curses that followed, trying to swing myself up, forcing my body to the front and to the back again.
"It's about to burn you again, Grace!" The nameless girl screamed.
"Just fucking sing!" All four of them shouted together, panicking.
I never thought I would see Sage motherfucking Vadryon worry for me, if one thing, I imagined he would step on my hand to make me fall, I don't know what to think about that. But fear took over me, as I tried to swing again over this damned dragon, doing my all to keep my eyes up, or I would fuck it up.
["My song, Amaera the Insolent!"] It growled in my head, furious.
Fuck.
When I felt the heat from from under me, I gave in, finding my survival to be more worthy and important than my bloody pride, "1 crow for malice, 2 for mirth, 3 for a funeral, 4 for birth, 5 for silver, 6 for gold, 7 for a story that should never be told, 8 for heaven, 9 for hell, 10 for the devil where ever he may dwell," I shouted, panic making my eyes teary, tears falling down the vale.
I kept singing, but this time there was no keeping the fear away from my voice to make it more melodical, fuck being melodical, I couldn't give two shits about that in the moment. All I could think was for the dragon not to burn me again and for me not to slip my hand and go on free fall instead of landing on the bridge. But my fear took the best of me and when I swung one more time, not one but both my hands slipped from the bridge, and though I managed to swing myself over the other side of the bridge, there was no place to land and then I was falling.
Their screams were silenced by my own, my face turned down, gravity all but forcing me to face the milestone height I was falling from, tears made my vision blurry but not enough that I couldn't see the younger dragons flying far under us, as if waiting for me to fall closer to them, so they could chomp me up. My lungs burned as I kept screaming even after my throat had gone sore, and all that was in my mind was that I wanted to kill the Supreme Commander, that bitch of a dragon of his for throwing me in this mad place. Fuck, I shouldn't be here.
I should be passing through my test to get into Von Damme College, that's where I belong, there, with the scholars where I would be able to find the location of my baby siblings who need me, even if they don't remember that yet.
Had them not schemed for me to be here, I wouldn't have gotten my damn throat sliced, I wouldn't have been burned by this damned egocentric dragon, and I also wouldn't have been forced to get onto this death trap of an excuse of a bridge, hanging in the top of the valle full of stupid hungry dragons.
How the fuck am I going to heal from being chomped in half and digested by a dragon? How does anyone recover from that at all? How am I going to get my body together after they tear me to shreds? Fuck, fuck, fuck, I don't want to be tested to shreds by dragon teeth that are bigger than me. Just because I can't die yet, it doesn't freaking mean I'm up to going through the worst of all deaths.
Gods have mercy, how long will it take for me to hit the fucking-
Something grabbed me by my torso in a huge and tight grip and a scream left my lips, this time a startled one, my heart nearly jumping off my throat. I was unable to thn coherently and make up whatever was grabbing me, I just held onto it harder than I had held on the cables, tears still rolling down my eyes, the ringing in my ear making it hard from me to hear to anyone else but the sounds that were coming in and out of me.
Then I was being risen above the fucking bridge and as I panicked seeing about thirty people in a short distance from one another but more then ten meters behind my group, some of them hanging at the edge of the bridge and some trying to climb back, my fault. My unwilling group one the other hand, had jumped from the hole left by the missing tiles without me there, Percy still hugging my backpack tightly with his on his back. As the sheer height I was being taken to, way higher than fucking bridge, sank in, I shook with tears of desperation.
It took me a long minute to realize the black dragon wasn't there no more, and as I finally made out the sound of beating wings coming from above me, I came to realize that damned dragon had taken me, "Don't drop me!" I screamed, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, don't drop me!" I held tighter on its talons. "Don't drop me, don't drop me, don't drop me, don't drop me!"
["What's the little magical word?"] It mocked in my head.
Shivers ran down my spine, the bad kind, "Fuck you!" I couldn't hold it.
And neither could the bastard, who released me, then I was falling again, more than one hundred meters above the bridge, to it. ["Say please, insolent human!"] The motherfucking cunt of a dragon imposed.
"Fuck!" I cursed. "Please, please, please, catch me, catch me, please!" I screamed, feeling my pride even more wounded than it already fucking was.
["Humph,"] it was all it mumbled as it came to me, catching me with its talons again, with no fucking effort at all, when I was about 5 meters from the damn bridge. ["You owe me another song, audacious stupid human!"] It got closer to it, flying to where the four were waiting panicked for me, then it dropped me on the tiles. ["Pay your debt. My song, Amaera. I want it now!"]
Holding onto the tiles, finally safe again, or as safe as I can be in the bridge given the circumstances, I cried, angry tears of relief. Scared the volatile damned dragon would snap again, I sang through the tears, taking a minute to recover my courage enough to stand above the tiles.