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Dark Sentinel and its Problems

"Wait, are you serious, Cynder?! We've just known from sometimes and I'm in the group?! Are you mad?!"

"I'm dead serious, Avila! You're now officially a no-rider Dark Sentinel. It's just like what Coraero did to me...maybe he wanted to say that before he goes out for an errand."

"Cynder...maybe you should ask the others about this. I don't think they'll agree..."

"I'll introduce them to ya! There's no burden on meeting new dragons and riders, right? When they last..."

Suddenly a sinister aura formed around Cynder, but Avila didn't feel any harm or scared. She was just feeling weird on why the dragons around her emitted slight but still sinister dark aura. The only exception was the one beside her. Cynder's sinister aura was seen from her blind eyes, and despite of being color-blind now, she could still see the sick purple aura from the dragoness. She could be dangerous if she became an enemy.

"Cynder...what do you mean 'when they last'? Does the Sentinel always have dying members?"

"Maybe Cory has said this, or maybe not, but I'll straighten things up, in a very short way. We're at a war!"

Cynder's shout made Avila's unprepared ears to go deaf for some times (mostly because she couldn't see Cynder's expression), and she didn't realize that the dragons there were staring at them. Avila could only hear laughter. Well, not sinister laughter....

"You really are harsh, Cynder," said a voice. "That's a new member you got there. You two had the same taste of jewelries, huh?"

"What?! Don't just make comments on shits!"

"Sorry, sorry. I never thought there's another dragon with the same taste with you."

Cynder sneered while laughter was heard. Avila felt that somehow, the laughter wasn't half-hearted and it was somehow to laugh at them. Cynder was right. She was accepted into the dragon community faster than she could normally think about. But then, about how her own world treated her...it's quite different from what it was here.

"Oh, Avila...be careful. There're renovations around the cave and because this place is getting old, we ought to be careful not to fall to the...abyss."

Cynder was too late. Avila fell into one because of the blindness she got. She suddenly regained her vision when the dark abyssal trench started to become deep. She could see the rocks around her and water so clearly as if she was being bathed by light. But she didn't want to hesitate on falling to the bottom and she used her wind to go up. With a little flap of her wings, she pushed herself upward and she finally reached the top and lost her sight again to the 'dark' place (the cave corridor was well-lit by bright torches that made inversed contrast eyes blind).

"Wow, that's some wind elemental there," said Cynder. "You don't look like a wind dragon, though."

They then walked away, trying to avoid the renovations. After walking a while, Cynder that seemed to not be able to hold being silent said, "That dragon that was full of laughter was Oschiosco. His rider was Jackal Ronson. We're actually in the dragon-only zone, where Sentinel members, both with riders or no-riders, have a rest. Like the zone name said, it's only for dragons. You gotta meet the whole Sentinel member, and I won't hesitate to show you all of them."

"Wait, but if it's an army, it will be a long..."

"What's with that old kind of speaking, Avila? Your world really is retarded, huh? No offense, but we're in Dark Realm, and try to speak like us."

"Oh...uh, maybe I can start..."

"Anyway," said Cynder while turning her body toward the setting sky. "The world is very dark when the sun sets. I guess those night visions of yours can be useful now."

The small black dragoness was right. The place started to become clear (though she still see everything as monochromatic) and she could see the whole landscape in black and white, while Cynder could only see a little because, while she also had good night vision, her vision was limited to some meters around her. Also, she wasn't normally a glowing emerald-eyed dragoness, as her past told differently (this story happened at almost the same time with 'The Other Dragon World').

Avila could now see the dragoness accompanying her throughout the whole lights. She was really stream-lined, and like what she heard, Cynder had braces on her two front legs and two more at the back, though they seemed to not match with each pairs. She also had many uneven paired horns. The thing that made her interested was Cynder's tail tip that was sharp, and this was the first time she saw a very sharp triangular tail tip that resemble a sword.

When asked, Cynder seemingly tried to hide the tail tip by lashing it away from Avila. She just said, "It's just a tail tip. It's my tail tip, after all. Why would you be so concerned on that?"

Knowing on how Cynder tried to avoid any conversation, Avila knew the black dragon didn't trust her enough to tell her past, much like Avila did to Seraphor before they became as close as becoming mates. Cynder could have the same dark past as she was, and knowing how the black dragon closed her black past to every dragon not very close to her, she stopped asking her for the meantime.

Cynder turned toward the red setting sun, which looked very dark in Avila's eyes. She then said, "The Dark Sentinel is the only army force available in Dark Realm. It's really tough, but we tried to be alive for the past years. Before I was stranded here, the Dark Sentinel was around 50 dragons with 35 of them had riders. Now...we only had 12."

"Why? The war must've taken so much dragons and humans alike to win, so why they gave up?"

"They didn't give up, as Coraero said. They were all killed." Silence took them and it became uncomfortable for Cynder. "The truth is...the Light had almost no dragons at all, but they had powerful weaponries that could kill dragons in an instant. Dragons had their own magic, but that alone can't be the best weapons. That's why, we tried to wield human's weapons...in a bigger scale. It's really hard if we can't use weapons, but that's the main problem we're facing."

"The Sentinel really got themselves and idea there," said a dragon's voice. "That idea alone wasn't effective as most of us can't use them with our paw-like front legs."

"Yeah, like he said, we can't grab things."

"Can you just stop repeating my sentence if you don't have any idea in your goddamn mind?"

"You two need to stop, okay?" said Cynder while turning her head back, then to Avila. "Avila, this is one...I mean two...of our members."

When Avila turned her head, she was shocked. She didn't see two dragons behind them, but instead one dragon with two almost identical heads. She saw both of them had different eye colors (in her vision, one had a bright gray color while the other one was dark gray) and they were almost the same if not for the things that made them different like the other head had more horns than the other one, and so on.

"Bet you're very surprised when you see them, huh?" said Avila while grinning. "They are Poio and Pio, another of our no-rider dragons."

"Uh...uh...two heads?"

"Yeah, two heads. Surprised? I asked Pio but he said..."

"We're not Siamese brothers," said Pio while the other head, Poio, yawned and went to sleep. "We're one of the two-headed twins that still reside around here. Most of my kind had leave for a better world since we're not actually accepted here by most of the humans down there. For now, maybe it's our home here. You're the new member, right? I'm Pio. This is my brother Poio. Well...you might expect him to be a little of a dumbass, but he's okay. I mean, when it comes to fights, he's the best."

"Oh...and you're the brain?"

"I don't wanna brag about it, but yeah. Sometimes I'll do the talking when we got into a problem. Not that we've got any problems worth talking to. It's with non-Dark Sentinels' problems, and you can guess that we're having problems with dragons."

"Yeah...right...how do you two fight, then?"

"Okay, now you're interviewing me."

"Uh, Pio...I think Avila want to talk with other members," said Cynder. "She's new."

"Oh...about that. Let me think...uh, you met Oschiosco, right, and us, and Cynder, then down to 8 then."

They walked to the cave corridors, and Avila was relieved she didn't need to be escorted as the corridor was pitch black, and she was also lucky Pio could see in dark, though not as good as her. The problem was Cynder as she couldn't see as much in the dark, but then Avila was surprised Cynder could still walk normally as if she was seeing a bright place. When asked, she just said, "Hey, I have five senses, right?"

After reaching another bright place, Pio started to introduce the dragons to Avila; despite of her being hard to see them, she could still understand them from their voices.

"Okay, so, from Coraero, I know you're having the weird eye problem a dragon could have, right? That inversed contrast eye syndrome with color-blind problem really puts you into the edge of blindness."

"I know that already, so don't try to repeat it again...."

"Calm down. I'm only trying to reassure you. Don't get that cocky, okay?"

Avila started to feel that the eye problem she contracted became somewhat an annoyance. Not only because it made her vision bad, it also started to gain sympathy. She wasn't a dragoness that needed sympathy, knowing her past was proved too much for redemption. Had they knew how evil she was, she wouldn't get the sympathy she got now.

Despite of her limited eye vision, Avila tried so much to even understand each dragon's characteristics without seeing their eye colors, but seeing their appendages. She was relieved most of the dragons there were black, except the two-head dragon and a dragon named Arvrisa, which was yellow and dark red, respectively. She came to know some of them, and all of them had weird kind of anatomy. Fenrico had some yellow stripes over his black scales, Baritgetv had spikes on his back like a porcupine, Jekizira, while she at first thought he had other color for eyes, she was surprised Jekizira's eye color was really grey. Coraero had pitch black scales that was noticeably darker than the other dragons, Javoux had a battered-up appearance and bone tail tip that reminded Avila on a dragon. Then there was another twin, but not the same twin like Poio and Pio. They were really two identical twins living in different body.

"And...this is another twin aside of us," said Pio. "To tell you the truth, they are almost identical if not for the horns. The spiky horned one, the right one was Sikha, while the one paired one is Mikha. Now, those are the 12 dragons currently in the Dark Sentinel." "So, you're not count as one?"

"We're count as two," said Pio. "And I bet my brother hadn't even properly introduced himself! Hey, wake up, you slumberhead!"

Pio suddenly made a whipping movement to another head, and both hit their heads and got hurt at the same time. The one sleeping was clearly angry that he was awakened in a very rude gesture.

"Hey, are you nuts?! I can get that blunt force trauma, you asshole!"

"That's not even hard and strong enough to kill you, goddamn it!" Pio then realized the females were watching him, so he cleared his throat (his dragon throat), and said, "Okay, let me re-introduce you. This is Poio."

"Hiya..."

"Actually, if you ask him properly, he can be reasonable, but he's annoying if it comes to knowledge..."

"Except the knowledge of fighting..."

"You know what, Poio? We're two-headed dragons, and we have a different kind of fighting with these chicks. You know what I mean, right?"

"You just want to reason things so you could go with one of these chicks, right? They're the only females in the Sentinel..."

"Oh, for all eternity, we're doing this together! Not you and me, but us!"

"Okay, okay, I understand...man, you're cocky, aren't you."

Avila wanted to laugh, but find it wasn't the best idea to start a good friendship and of course on her new reputation around there as one from two female dragons currently available in the army group. It wasn't bad at all to start a new friendship, unlike her past. It's more reasonable around here.

"Say, Avila, right?" said Pio. "Judging from the fact that you're our 13th member, be very careful."

"Why?"

"In our world...13 is the number of bad luck. I can say you'll get more trouble than us than our current situation. I suggest you don't do anything that can get you into some serious shit. Alright, Avila?"

So much for the reasonable environment....

"I guess my fate as a bad luck never changes, huh?" thought Avila while letting out a sad sigh.