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Back The Last Dragon
Chapters (50)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. - ONE -
  4. - TWO -
  5. - THREE -
  6. - FOUR -
  7. - FIVE -
  8. - SIX -
  9. - SEVEN -
  10. - EIGHT -
  11. - NINE -
  12. - TEN -
  13. - ELEVEN -
  14. - TWELVE -
  15. - THIRTEEN -
  16. - FOURTEEN -
  17. - FIFTEEN -
  18. - SIXTEEN -
  19. - SEVENTEEN -
  20. - EIGHTEEN -
  21. - NINETEEN -
  22. - TWENTY -
  23. - TWENTY-ONE -
  24. - TWENTY-TWO -
  25. - TWENTY-THREE -
  26. - TWENTY-FOUR -
  27. - TWENTY-FIVE -
  28. - TWENTY-SIX -
  29. - TWENTY-SEVEN -
  30. - TWENTY-EIGHT -
  31. - TWENTY-NINE -
  32. - THIRTY -
  33. - THIRTY-ONE -
  34. - THIRTY-TWO -
  35. - THIRTY-THREE -
  36. - THIRTY-FOUR -
  37. - THIRTY-FIVE -
  38. - THIRTY-SIX -
  39. - THIRTY-SEVEN -
  40. - THIRTY-EIGHT -
  41. - THIRTY-NINE -
  42. - FORTY -
  43. - FORTY-ONE -
  44. - FORTY-TWO -
  45. - FORTY-THREE -
  46. - FORTY-FOUR -
  47. - FORTY-FIVE -
  48. - FORTY-SIX -
  49. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

THE DRAGON HELD FORT LIKE a rag doll in his hand, claws digging into him painfully as he waited for Fort to open a teleportation circle. Just thankful to be breathing, Fort had no idea where to start on a search for the last dragon, or even if taking the Old One to it was the safest choice. For all Fort knew, any new dragon they found could be just as much of a threat as its Old One creator.

And anything that happened would be Fort’s fault, just for going after his father.

He shook his head, unwilling to think about that until the Old One was taken care of. For now, he had to stall until he figured out what to do. Fort reached out and opened a teleportation circle to the first place that occurred to him, and the dragon leaped through without pause.

They emerged from the circle at the Great Wall of China, with the dragon’s momentum crashing them right through the wall. He quickly recovered and beat his wings hard, sending them soaring into the air to hover over the wall as visitors below looked up and screamed.

That’s when Fort realized his first mistake: It was broad daylight here. Of course there would be a ton of tourists around. And far too many of them were recording the dragon with their phones, which meant this was going to hit the news in a matter of moments.

“I SENSE NOTHING HERE,” the dragon roared, and the tourists below all ran at the power of its voice. Fort didn’t blame them: He’d have loved to run away right now too.

“They must have moved the dragon, then!” Fort shouted, bluffing for all he was worth. “I’ll take us somewhere else!” Preferably somewhere the sun wasn’t shining.

A shot rang out from below, and Fort glanced down to find local police aiming their weapons at the dragon. It roared in rage and started to dive toward them, so Fort immediately opened another teleportation circle right in front of the creature, more for the police’s sake than his or the dragon’s.

They emerged over the Eiffel Tower, diving straight for it. Paris sparkled before them as the sun began to rise, so at least he’d picked somewhere with less light out, but the dragon hadn’t stopped its dive, and they were quickly closing in on the streets.

Even at this early hour, people were up and about, and any that saw the creature coming for them screamed. This time Fort joined in as the dragon pulled up at the last possible moment, skimming just above the various cars and pedestrians. His tail swung out for balance right into a café’s awning as the dragon took a tight turn down a narrow street, and Fort looked back to find the awning still attached to its tail.