Without any hesitation, Nomad II runs towards that direction. “MOM’S WORKSHOP!!!” he yells, running as fast as he can. Kyle yelps and follows. “NOMAD WAIT!! NOMAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!” the hollers, using a small S.A.S. knife to warp after Nomad II. As he warps forward, he’s quickly stopped by Nomad II, Kyle then notices he almost warped into a cavern, the source of the light. He takes out the book and quill, and writes how many miles it is from home to the cavern. “Hmm… 1,000 miles… and it’s… 2,000 miles wider than it was…-” “IT’S GETTING BIGGER!?!” Nomad II yells, looking at a small wooden, titanium reinforced cabin. “WE HAVE TO GET MY MOM’S STUFF OUT OF THERE!!!” Nomad II yells. Kyle nods in agreement, putting the book and quill away. He and Nomad II run into the cabin, finding a bunch of boxes, and a big wagon. “Get it on the wagon!” Kyle instructs, grabbing as much as he can. Soon the wagon is filled up. But, it’s too heavy. Kyle inspects it, then sees a harness. “This used to be dragon pulled!” He exclaims, looking at how it was put together. “We need a dragon!?” Nomad II growls, “...not necessarily” he walks to the harness, and puts it on. “Haha, funny, you’re not THAT stro-” Suddenly Kyle triples in size, turning into his Skrill Fox form. “HOLY!!!” Nomad II yells, staggering back. “Heh- fits snugly” Kyle says in a gravely monotone, Nomad II takes a breath, slowly standing. Kyle watches him curiously as he’s approached, “what… are you doing…?” Kyle asks. Slowly, Nomad II reaches out to touch him, first his fringe, then his fur, and soon, he touches his chest, feeling the scaly skin underneath the fur. He gasps softly in awe, but then the moment is interrupted by another earthquake. Without haste, Nomad II hops on Kyle’s back, and pulls down one last strap. “GO! GO!!” he hollers. Kyle bursts out the door, looking behind as the cabin is slowly devoured by the cavern. “NO!!!” Nomad II yells, clearly upset. “NEVER MIND IT NOMAD!! WE HAVE ALL HER STUFF!!!” Kyle yells over the rumbling, soon they’re spotted running into town and to their home. People begin to follow, angry at the presence of a dragon, Kyle halts at the house, and Nomad II hops off. “WHAT IS A DRAGON DOING HERE!?! GET RID OF IT!!!-” “NO! IT’S JUST KYLE!!!” Nomad II yells as Kyle returns to normal. “HE’S CURSED!!!” someone hollers, “GET RID OF HIM” “SEND HIM TO HILL ZONE!!!” “GET RID OF-” suddenly the crowd is cut off by a loud, booming female voice. “SILENCE!!!” the woman yells. Nomad II runs and hugs Kyle, tails in between his legs. Slowly, Chelsea walks over to them. “GO HOME AND LEAVE MY BROTHER ALONE. HE DID NOTHING TO YOU, NOR DID DRAGONS. THE BAD GUYS WERE L.O. AND EGGMAN REMEMBER!?!” she yells. The crowd grumbles and walks off. Due to her boldness and hardheadedness, the remaining survivors made her the ‘queen’. She doesn’t abuse this power, but she doesn’t ignore her family either. “Let me help you boys get this all inside” Chelsea says quietly, helping them unload everything from the wagon, and into a LARGE garage off to the side.
