Jacob turned to see Yukio Trying to slice through the wing of a Nightmare, in its maw was his brother, screaming in pin as his dragon tried to bite through the other wing.

"Toothless, plasma blast!" the dragon was far ahead of his shellshocked brain and aimed a blast at its neck seconds before his order.

Beast roared, his flame leaking from the corners of his mouth in a demonic kind of froth as he and his rider decimated the leaders dragon and had the man roasting alive in the armageddon's mouth. The duo raced to the scene and bit thru the neck of the flammable monsters neck and the head dropped with a thump.

the other riders finished off the last of the Outcasts and their blood-mad dragons and quickly sent for a healer.

Em and Liza sat next to the Heir and tried bandaging him up as good as they could with what they had but when the head had fallen it thrashed about and bit thru his legs.

his dragon lay off to the side, heart wrenching noises spilling from its chest.

"Charles, hold on, the healers are coming, there coming brother. you must stay!" Yukio all but roared.

charles flashed a weak smile but the calming affect it was suposed to have was destroyed when his color drained fast.

"You gotta... you gotta take care of the village, you and Jake. Take care of Silver ridge for me too, kay?" jacob clasp his hand and squeezed on it.

"No, you're the Heir." He squeezed tighter "thats you're job. you gotta be around for it." The silver ridge muscled its way to the front and lay protectively around him.

"Hey Silver, it okay bud." the man ran his hand up and over the dragons head. "Its... its all okay." he smiled and the brothers were separated by a small army of healers.

Silver ridge sat atop the healers building growling at anything that tried to enter, including Jacob, Yukio , and charles.

"we have to move him inside the volcano, he's causing the healers problems." sighed James. "do you still have bolas?' he directed his question to Yukio who nodded and walked away without a word.

The two older winchester boys were close, with Jacob always off they had grew close. It seemed to hit him hard, the separation, and he had closed up.

Yukio had been born into the merchant class and taught ho to swindle every last dime from a man, his sister was forced to become a gieshia but was soon murdered on the job.

Dabura had found him after a man he had sold something or other to had beat him for his prices and became a protector, he hadnt known you could ride until Jacob, Charles and James had found him. his father had kicked him out of the house and labeled him a drain of their resorces

"You okay there, Kid?" came charles' seemingly cold voice "Get up, you're dragon doesn't look to have been eating the past few days!" Jacob had made him a saddle and Charles had taught him how to fly while James had fed him.

"You have got to get up. You have to." he brushed his bangs back and brought his hand down in surprise. he had been crying.