The Alicorn Scrolls

By Terrarian Pony

Story:

Terrarian Pony presents

The Alicorn Scrolls

Chapter 8

A Dragon and a Hot Place

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"Well well." The oldest dragon said, with a grin. "I hadn't expected company. But to see a pony, and a dragon getting along? Hmph. How priceless."

"Okay!" Tulip yelled. "I expect that from a pony. But a dragon calling a wyvern a dragon is about as annoying as it gets!"

"Oh hush, now." The oldest dragon said. "You may not see it, as far as I am concerned, you and I are practically the same, no matter what other dragons say. We just come from different regional civilizations."

"So... you're the oldest dragon?" Terran asked.

"Were you expecting someone taller?"

"More like you're taller than I imagined. Those blades said I'd know how to kill you, but..."

"Haha. You, kill me? Even a Dovahkiin could not hope to kill me. Even if you could get around my size, you could never hope to evade my curses."

Terran looked appalled. "Wait! You're Durunslaadnahkriin?"

"Ha. So that fool, Tektis mentioned me. I'm flattered."

"He used me, didn't he?"

"I guess he thought if you kill me, the curse is erased. But it won't work. The curse is permanent unless I reverse it myself. Without me, his curse is forever."

"What reason could you possibly have for cursing them?" Tulip asked. "Not that I care much, they tried to trap me in leather."

"I'm glad you asked, lightning dragon. You see, after the disappearance of Alduin the Destroyer, it was clear the dragon war was in favor of Equestria. So we tried a peaceful resolution."

"And what happened?" Terran asked.

"What do you think happened?" Durunslaadnahkriin started. "They refused, and went after our unhatched eggs. Tektus and his soldiers, specifically. He killed my son before he was even born!"

"So was sent here... because another pony is too scared of peace. Why do I keep doing work for ponies who are more paranoid than a potion dealer?"

"Sounds like you have a history of bad habits. But I am not forgiving. Kill me or not, you are still a pony, and I hate ponies. Tiid wah dir."

"Tulip? Translation?" Terran asked as the oldest dragon began to charge his flames.

"Short version." Tulip said. "LOOK OUT!!!"

A plume of flames went over Terran's head. They licked a few hairs on his mane, but nothing permanent. Tulip zapped the dragon's underbelly, leaving not even a scorch mark. Terran flew up to Durunslaadnahkriin's snout. "We don't have to fight!" he shouted.

"I'm not fighting." Durun said. "I'm cooking my dinner!" Another plume of flames and Terran flew out of the way, but before Durun could close his giant maw, Tulip made a calculated lightning strike right into it. But still, it didn't do a thing. He licked his lips in satisfaction. "Mmm... did you really think a little lightning would harm me? Dragon magic doesn't work on me. I've master every type of dragon skill there is, and have learned to defend against it."

Terran flew his sword right into the dragon's eye. The blade shattered on contact, the metal flying in different directions, giving Terran cuts from the shards. He fell down to the dragon's feet.

"Well this has been fun. But enough pony skipping around. I haven't eaten in over a thousand years. And I'm not going to miss this opportunity." Durunslaadnahkriin raised his left foot over Terran. As the giant foot came down on him, Terran made one last "FUS RO!", this gave Tulip enough time to grab Terran and escape before the foot touched down.

"That's another one you owe me, hot shot!" Tulip said, grinning.

She let go of Terran and he found his flight pattern. "That was close." he said. "So how are supposed to beat a dragon who is impervious to lightning, fire, and swords?"

"Frost maybe?" Tulip suggested.

"He's immune to all dragon magic. Including ice."

"Can't we just fly out of this?"

"We could. But look below." Terran pointed a hoof at the wall of trees surrounding the area. Behind the trees were black vines sticking up from the trees, each one pointed in Durun's direction. Each of the vines was ready to release toxic sap towards the dragon. "Why do you think he hasn't escaped yet? Whatever those roots fire out could hurt him. "Those are sap spitters. The sap is toxic."

"Then let's use that! If they can hurt him, they can beat him."

"Hah. Maybe..."

A line of flames flew past their position. Terran knew just what to do. He took out his spell wand, and used an ice bolt spell to grab Durun's attention. "Follow my lead." Terran told Tulip.

"Your puny spells have no effect on me!" the dragon roared. "Now your just being annoying!"Durunslaadnahkriin began to fly up. Terran began to fly towards Durun, and over his head. Durun turned around, his mouth opening wide. Just as he was about to snap at Terran's tail, he felt a shock go through his back scales. He whipped his head at the wyvern. "Is that all you got? I've stepped on ice lands hotter than that!"

Tulip was now making a swift turn towards the blocked gate. The dragon began to follow her, when he heard a "FUS!" from behind him.

"Shouting now? At least do me the courtesy of using the full shout, instead of insulting me with that... Where do you think you're going? Get back here!" Terran began ascending towards the clouds. He looped towards the right, and descended. The dragon followed closely, not even trying to burn Terran anymore, and just began chasing him. Terran took a sharp dip underneath the dragon. Durun looked under himself, and just before he could realize what was happening, he was blasted in the face by the toxic sap. He screamed in agony, the sap burning like acid on his scales.

"Let's go!" Terran shouted. "Those sap spitters aren't going to take long to recharge."

The dragon below was still screaming in pain as they past, but eventually went silent as they put distance between him and the old lodge.

...

Terran landed roughly on the concrete in front of Tektus. "You set us up!" Terran yelled.

"Y-you've returned!?" Tektus said, surprised. "This isn't right! You were supposed to kill the dragon!"

Terran fumed as Tulip landed beside him. "You selfish bone-flank! I killed that dragon! And now you're stuck like this! Durunslaadnakriin was the only thing that could undo the curse. But now he can't because he's dead."

"I refuse to believe the curse cannot be lifted!" Tektus said. Terran tackled the old pony, causing the illusion to fade, revealing the pile of living pony bones.

"What happened to you was your own doing! I know what happened! I know what you did!"

"What 'I' did, was for the good of pony kind!"

"You could have taken a chance at peace! Now you live with your decisions."

"You came to me! To me for help!"

"And now I'm saying I don't need your help. I'll make my own path."

Suddenly, a roar is heard in the distance. The chilling sound of an angry dragon. Heavy wingbeats in the distance, followed by the silhouette of a dragon the size of Durunslaadnahkriin. Because it wasDurunslaadnahkriin. And he. Was. Angry.

Durun's face was smothered in the sap, burning through his scales, and on his right eye. His stomach had turned mostly black, and charred. "And here I thought you would fight honorably, Dovahkiin" the leering dragon began. "My mistake!I suppose there is no point in holding back!"

"I just want to say," Tulip said, to Tektus. "for the record, this is your fault."

"If you had killed the dragon in the first place-" Tektus started.

"Stop snapping and start fighting the dragon!" Terran interrupted.

The Skeleponies began shooting crossbow bolts, and throwing spears at Durun. He of course, was not impressed, but he was more concerned with the green pegasus, and wyvern. "Sahlo mey!" he said. "Did you really think you could escape the wrath, of Durunslaadnakriin?" A burst of flames came from his nostrils. "You should have left well enough alone! Every last city in Equestria will burn! Every border will be engulfed in flames! Every pony will be DEAD! And there is nothing you can do to silence the screams of Alduin the Destr-AAAAAAAAGH!!!!"

A giant ball of fire hit Durun in the nose and exploded in his face. The explosion made him stagger, while another hit him in the chest, and then in the wing. Several explosive fireballs later, the artillery came to a halt as the dragon fell to the ground. Terran was in shock at what just transpired. Not only was the dragon dead, he had a big gaping hole in his stomach, his right wing, and one of his arms were missing.

Terran looked back at where the fireballs were coming from. And he was not pleased with what he saw. He was speechless at the sight of a familiar yellow mare.

"Oh good. You're still alive. Now that I've saved your flank once more, I think I'll be forcing you to work for me, this time."

To be continued...