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did not mirror his internal frustration. He missed Lizzie; he ached for her. If it hadn’t been for his place within the close-knit guardians, he would’ve gone insane years before. He was one of the key guardians in an elite team created to find and destroy the Khr'Vurr. The hunt kept him occupied, some might say obsessed. They would be right. Instinctively he knew the Khr'Vurr was behind Lizzie’s kidnapping.
For thousands of years, the Sídhí races – dragon, vampire, elf, fairy and others – had fought each other, but never had the dragons fought an enemy from within, not until the Khr'Vurr appeared in the picture.
For several hundred years, the terrorist organization had slowly gained support, infiltrating every government agency, including the guardians.
At first, he thought the Khr'Vurr was a group of rowdy youngsters, causing trouble on a small scale, committing the occasional kidnapping and demanding ransom. He changed his mind when they graduated to torture and eventually progressed to publicly displaying mutilated bodies. Within the last thirty years, they grew to favor car bombs. Their latest move was an attack on a group of hikers, the teenage guests of the Dragon Council.
He snorted, expelling a gust of smoke through his nostrils, trying to rid himself of the bitter taste of being caught off guard. Every time he thought he had a grasp on the enemy they did something out of the ordinary, not that the latest attack had been too surprising.
He had been expecting an attack during the Peace Camp, perhaps a kidnapping and ransom. That would not have surprised him. Children of royalty and the politically elite, the oldest teenage children born to the most powerful of Sídhí in the known world filled the camp.
Kidnapping one of those teens would have made sense.
Setting a string of bombs that destroyed half-a-mountain, while attempting to kill an entire cabin full of teens, didn’t ring true. They were certainly capable of mass slaughter, but the deaths would not have furthered the Khr'Vurr.
He wasn’t naïve. He knew the attack on the teenagers was a backhanded response to the Peace Camp. Somehow, the Khr'Vurr had realized that ‘creating peace among the Sídhí races’ was not the true reason for the camp.
He hated using the teens as bait, but when Alex heard the Dragon Council had created the Peace Camp – in hopes of catching key members of the Khr'Vurr – he heartily approved. The camp had been the perfect cover story.
He thought it was perfect until he realized the terrorist group had been prepared for the Peace Camp. They had known about the trap before it was set, much less sprung. The question was how. Security had been so tight that even he hadn’t known the true reason behind the camp until after teenagers started arriving.
Not for the first time, he wondered how the so-called Freedom Fighters were gaining so much information; they always managed to get their hands on critical pieces of info that only a handful of guardians and the Dragon Council knew about.
He ground his teeth together in frustration. There had to be something he was missing.
If the other valleys, second dimensional pockets scattered across the face of the Earth, found out their kids were being used as bait to catch some of the worst Sídhí scum they’d attack Dragon Valley in full force.
He couldn’t blame them. The council coerced each valley into participating in the Peace Camp. The Dragon Council’s ‘invitation’ stated: Send your eldest teenage children to participate in the peace camp or we will shut down your valley’s portals.
Shutting down a valley’s portals, – their only way to reach Earth – was a very serious threat. As far as he knew, every Sídhí valley was dependent on Earth for one type of necessity or another.
Alex sighed. What was done was done; the past was set in stone and couldn’t be changed, but he was concerned. The council realized the Freedom Fighters were dangerous, but
For thousands of years, the Sídhí races – dragon, vampire, elf, fairy and others – had fought each other, but never had the dragons fought an enemy from within, not until the Khr'Vurr appeared in the picture.
For several hundred years, the terrorist organization had slowly gained support, infiltrating every government agency, including the guardians.
At first, he thought the Khr'Vurr was a group of rowdy youngsters, causing trouble on a small scale, committing the occasional kidnapping and demanding ransom. He changed his mind when they graduated to torture and eventually progressed to publicly displaying mutilated bodies. Within the last thirty years, they grew to favor car bombs. Their latest move was an attack on a group of hikers, the teenage guests of the Dragon Council.
He snorted, expelling a gust of smoke through his nostrils, trying to rid himself of the bitter taste of being caught off guard. Every time he thought he had a grasp on the enemy they did something out of the ordinary, not that the latest attack had been too surprising.
He had been expecting an attack during the Peace Camp, perhaps a kidnapping and ransom. That would not have surprised him. Children of royalty and the politically elite, the oldest teenage children born to the most powerful of Sídhí in the known world filled the camp.
Kidnapping one of those teens would have made sense.
Setting a string of bombs that destroyed half-a-mountain, while attempting to kill an entire cabin full of teens, didn’t ring true. They were certainly capable of mass slaughter, but the deaths would not have furthered the Khr'Vurr.
He wasn’t naïve. He knew the attack on the teenagers was a backhanded response to the Peace Camp. Somehow, the Khr'Vurr had realized that ‘creating peace among the Sídhí races’ was not the true reason for the camp.
He hated using the teens as bait, but when Alex heard the Dragon Council had created the Peace Camp – in hopes of catching key members of the Khr'Vurr – he heartily approved. The camp had been the perfect cover story.
He thought it was perfect until he realized the terrorist group had been prepared for the Peace Camp. They had known about the trap before it was set, much less sprung. The question was how. Security had been so tight that even he hadn’t known the true reason behind the camp until after teenagers started arriving.
Not for the first time, he wondered how the so-called Freedom Fighters were gaining so much information; they always managed to get their hands on critical pieces of info that only a handful of guardians and the Dragon Council knew about.
He ground his teeth together in frustration. There had to be something he was missing.
If the other valleys, second dimensional pockets scattered across the face of the Earth, found out their kids were being used as bait to catch some of the worst Sídhí scum they’d attack Dragon Valley in full force.
He couldn’t blame them. The council coerced each valley into participating in the Peace Camp. The Dragon Council’s ‘invitation’ stated: Send your eldest teenage children to participate in the peace camp or we will shut down your valley’s portals.
Shutting down a valley’s portals, – their only way to reach Earth – was a very serious threat. As far as he knew, every Sídhí valley was dependent on Earth for one type of necessity or another.
Alex sighed. What was done was done; the past was set in stone and couldn’t be changed, but he was concerned. The council realized the Freedom Fighters were dangerous, but
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