The Unburnt

[dolly]

Username: Dolly

Name: Wyetta

Gender: Female

[dolly]

Ouch! Where am I?
I clutch my head in my hands, the pain strikes through my body. I scan my surroundings, curious to where I had woken up. The thick dark rock walls are lined in a glowing red stone. It's almost as red as lava. Where am I though? After gaining enough strength to rise, I begin to stand slowly. My legs feel weak like my head. I lean against the wall trying to keep my balance.
Sizzle sizzle
Yowch!
The wall is hot like fire. It stings my side with such intense heat. What kind of wall does that? I try to keep my distance from either side as I make my way around. I see many paths surrounding me, which one to take though? Right is always right I guess. I follow my gut and head down the path to my right.
It seems i'm greeted by more of this maze. Their was something different about on of the paths though... A faint flaming glow echoed through the left hallway. It grew stronger as it became closer. Other kalons! They looked nothing like the ones she could remember though, their horns were laced with a sort of magma. Their horns emitted that fiery glow! But why is the question? What is this strange place?
I quickly ran back into the darkness, hoping not to be spotted. No way to know if they would be friendly yet. As they passed me, she approached back, entering the tunnel they had come from. Doors? Locked doors? That was new. I touched the nob of one and jiggled it. Yup, definitely locked. I continue down the path wondering what might lay behind those doors. Maybe they'd hold some sort of key on where I was. I definitely have no idea after all.
Come to think of it, I can't really remember much of what had happened before I awoke. I remember my two sisters and a kind lady who took us in. I remember chasing after my dream as a blacksmith, I remember getting a scarf... Wait! I touch around my next, realizing I was still wearing that very scarf! How had I not noticed that before? Why can't I remember more than that?
What was going on, I cannot place. This seems to be a very long tunnel. I turn my head to see if any guards are returning. The crossroad between where I came from was practically a blur in the wind. I turn my head back to see how far left I have to go. Seems as if their is doors for miles. Could their be? Who would construct such a long corridor?
After what seemed like hours of walking, I reach another crossroad. Wait! That wasn't another crossroad, that's where I started! How could this be? I walk down it once again. Back in the same spot! This was impossible! How could I just keep walking in circles, over and over. Out of frustration and anger I bang on of my paws against the thick walls.
Sizzle Snap
My paws burn but the wall crumbled to ashes. Inside stood something different, a city of fire.

[dolly]

I cautiously entered the city. The ground was like walking on ashes, painful and fiery. My feet burned like nothing i'd felt before after a measly five or so steps. Oh for how I longed for a dirt pathway. As if I had just wished upon a star, the ground began to adjust to my wish. Even stranger than before. Was that possible at this point?
I walked along through the streets. Even stranger was no one seemed to notice or care that that had just happened! Do they see this sort of thing daily? That must be both horrifying and amusing. I had no idea where I was going though, guess i'd just walk to the end of this path. God help me if this loops like the other though.
As I walked farther and farther, a cave came into view. It seemed to lead into a similar cave system. Guess I might as well give it a try. After what seemed like hours of walking once again, I reached the mouth and entered through. The walls were most definitely different. Instead of crystals like the previous, they laced themselves with molten flames. They sizzled and bubbled as I passed by.
I walked down the shortest corridor, at the end a small room.
The inside was decorated with tapestries and gold laced furniture. As I stood in the room, she felt a strange desire... my paw gravitated towards a throne like chair. I couldn't help but touch the soft velvet fabric or golden frame and lace. It put me under a sort of trance. As it sucked me in thought she heard a yell from down the ways I had walked here.
I was quickly thrust out of thought and began to flee. They didn't sound as if I was supposed to be in here but either way I'm not going to find out any time soon. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me as I had been walking for what felt like days. Suddenly, I fell to the floor.
My head! It stung, it burned. It felt like it might just pop off.

[dolly]

My memories! In a blur they seemed to fill my head.

As I tightened the scarf around my neck for the first time, it begins to scratch and scar my neck. I can feel the skin tear as the fabric tightens to me. My body slowly becomes one with it. It's tight on my throat, it feels as one with my throat. Confused and angry, I begin to yell out.
Whoosh! Sizzle
Instead of a might roar, I breath a string of fire onto the chair in front of me. It catches flame, I struggle greatly to put it out. I throw it into the water bucket i'd use to cool down my metals. Was that really me? What did I just do?

Over the years I kept this gift of the scarf a secret. Magic wasn't exactly beloved or supported in any of the five kingdoms. I could not control the gift, but it did no harm for the most part. That is until the day of death row. Criminals, murders, and traitors were planned to be made an example of. No matter the deeds they did though, I couldn't stand the taking of their lives.
I stood among the crowd, my friend and assistance by my side. My dear, Galahad. We'd known each other since birth, we we're closer than friends...
He stood with me as the town watched the preparation for the event. My grip on his hand tightened, if I squeezed any harder chances are it would pop like a bubble. The first prisoner was readied, I stood there in horror with him.
"Close your eyes, love.", he told me. I couldn't though. Just as the blade was about to pierce his neck, I yelled.
"Fire, Fire!", yelled the towns people frantic for cover. It was more intense than I could have ever imagined. As I yelled for everyone to stay calm more fire spout. In mere moments, my home was in ashes... and I caused it. My friends, my family, burned to death. By me. By this cursed scarf! Galahad and the small children were all that remained. He forced his hand from mine, shaking in anger and grief. I tried to cry but I was afraid that would make it worse.
He threw me aside, running for cover and to protect the few children who reminded.
"Galahad!", I cried. "Galahad! Please, I didn't mean any of it!". "Galahad, you're all I have left!".
He was long gone though. I ran to the stable and mounted one of the surviving horses. I ran for the hills, away from what I had caused.

Over time, more events like this had occurred. Unable to control myself, i'd spit fire into crowds. I'd burn towns down, i'd do the unthinkable. I was hated amongst all, I was loved among none. They called me "The dragon", "A hell beast", "The devil". They called me it all.
I tried to run from the world, I tried to keep them safe. It was no use though. In a last attempt to stop what I had started, I contacted an archer, Heloïse the breaker of realms. I payed her in what I had left, I payed her to shoot straight into my heart. To stop me once and for all. She obliged.
In moments I was nothing.
In a moment, I was where I belonged. The underworld. The city of fire.

[dolly]

As I slowly come to, I awake in a prison. Metal bars meet my face as I stand. Just great, i've been here mere what hours and i'm already behind bars! I sit down on the fresh sticks that bed my cell. They poke into my rump and back but it's better than the cold stone right? With my memories returned, I try to peace together how I managed to find myself in this distant realm.
As I sort through old memories I come across something. My sisters! They were away at the time of the fires! They're okay, I need to get to them. They'll think i've disappeared on them! I can't let this be.I vividly shook the bars, no luck though. As what seemed like days past, I learned all I could to try and escape my prison. I needed to escape, I needed to find my sisters. They were all I had left. So I plotted my escape and followed through. With knowledge of the guard switches I am able to sneak past them unseen, under the cover of darkness.
As I escaped I searched for something else. A mystic pool of great enchantments. Wish would share stories of its great powers to us before bed. If I can recall correctly, it lays at the edge of the underworld. That must be where I am! Everything matches up. The flames, the magic, the molten kalons that walked the streets.
Once I had gained my freedom, I journeyed undetected through the back alleys towards the pool. Though I was weak and tired, I simply could not rest when my sisters thought I could be dead or worse. It is honestly a miracle i've managed to survive as long as I have here. The infernal heat would have been enough to make me belly side up if I were on any other quest.
As I reached the entrance I fell to my knees. I rolled myself down to it, taking a sip of the crystal lake. It was soothing, in moments I felt as if I had just woken from an eternal sleep. It truly rocked me to my core.
Never the less, if I were to reach my siblings I had to follow what the stories says. Think of where I need to go and sink into the dirt ground of the soft waves.

[dolly]

I dipped my toes into it first and slowly emerged myself into it. It felt even better as the ripples lapped at my sweating legs. I felt the slimy dirt cover my toes, sucking the rest of me in. As my head sunk under the water, my body relaxed as if it was faced with death once again.
All I could think of was the arrow, how it pierced my chest. How the waves felt like knives cutting open that very mark. I yelped in pain, I spat fire at the freezing waves as the dirt slowly covered my knee. The fire was put out almost in an instant. No use using it under here.
My sisters! My sisters I tell myself. They're what i'm after, they're why this is okay. I would go through anything for them. I would die ten times over if it meant seeing them again. With this in mind, I allowed the mud to take me in. I closed my eyes and relaxed.

When I opened them, it was as if no time had passed since the arrow pierced my chest. Heloïse stood before me, smiling. She offered me a hand. What? Was that a dream?
"No", she laughed assisting me further. How did she know what I was thinking?
"I am a messenger dear, Wyetta.", she giggled further. "You are destined for more than death. The crystal pond has assured us of that.".
And like that, she was gone.

[dolly]

Final notes;;

Yo! I really hope you liked the story i wrote, it was a bunch of fun to write :^)

- Though the winners may change their genders, in my cannon all three of these kits are females so that's why they're referred to as "sisters" or such
- Galahad and Heloïse are both kalons owned by me