Tessa and Ronan pulled apart and stared at Enderstorm in surprise. Tess smacked Ronan's arm. "You're in medical school. Can't you do something."
Ronan tilted his head, brows knitting together in confusion. "I have no idea what's going on. So no. Probably not."
“My disease isn’t exactly curable. The magic crystals from my home can’t even cure it, and that’s their entire purpose.” Enderstorm crouches down, her entire body shuddering in pain as she spoke. Suddenly, she gave an ear-piercing screech and blood began pouring out of her sweat glands, quickly covering her in blood. She didn’t stop screaming, purple sparks occasionally flying from her mouth with the blood. She writhed on the ground, her wings and tail flailing wildly as she screamed in pain.
Tessa clapped her hands over her ears and squeezed her eyes closed, scrambling away from the screaming. Old and haunting memories started to surface. Her slightly indented cheek bone seemed to throb in phantom pain.
Ronan looked guilty and helpless at being unable to help Enderstorm.
Anna grabbed Lacie, Danny, and Tristan and pulled them away from the screaming Enderstorm.
After two or three minutes of tortured screams, blood finally stopped pouring out of Enderstorm, and she calmed down slightly, panting heavily as she lay on her side, her tail still twitching.
Ronan came up to her, crouching down a respectable distance away. "You okay?" He asked.
“No,” replied Enderstorm, still trembling on the ground. She was completely covered in swiftly drying blue blood.
His mouth twisted as he searched for a way to help and come up empty handed. "I'm sorry," was all he could come up with.
Enderstorm slowly got up on her paws, her eyes seemingly haunted.
“Do you have any wine or something similar?” She asked.
Anna came closer, wishing there was something she could do.
Enderstorm shifted into her human form, the black dress she wore as shifting clothes stained in blood. She crouched on the ground, silently crying.
“I wish Father Wick was here,” she whispered under her breath, her eyes filled with sorrow and loneliness now that the pain had mostly subsided.
Anna reached out to pull her up, silently thankful she'd lost her memories. At least she didn't remember any people from before. "What now?"
Enderstorm stood shakily, and began combing the blood out of her hair with her fingers.
Alex looked at Enderstorm with an odd mix of disgust and pity. "You've lived with this for how long? Shouldn't you be less…distraught?" (I'm really sorry, she's always been rude)
Enderstorm glared at her.
“I was born with it, and it surfaced after…after…” Enderstorm choked on her words, tears and blood beginning to run down her face.
Tessa shot a look at Alex that made full gown men cower. "Some things are not that simple," she snapped.
Enderstorm turned away, and put her hands up to her face to stop the tears and blood. She shifted into her dragon form and flew off, just within eyesight of the group.
Tessa crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at Alex, projecting her stress onto Alex. "Now look what you did."
Enderstorm cried on the ground, memories of a ginormous black dragon screaming in pain, blue blood flowing everywhere, and smaller, higher pitched screams sounding closer, screaming for her mother. She took her anger and pain out on a tree, crushing it under her huge paws, and breathing flame on the forest. The purple fire quickly spread, beginning to consume the trees around her.
Ronan tapped Tessa on the shoulder, just a tad worried. "Umm. Temper tantrum in the forest?" He meant it to be a statement but it came out as a worried question.
Tessa temporarily snapped out of her mood as she looked at the spreading forest fire, cursing under her breath. "That's not good. I mean, I'm fireproof, but I highly doubt everyone else here is."
Enderstorm looked at the spreading fire, finally realizing what she had done.
“Oh no.” She flew back over to the group, landing and crouching down sheepishly.
“I’m fireproof, I can protect you guys at least for a little bit,” she said, spreading out her wings over the humans to create a shield.
Tessa slapped Ronan's arm. "Do your thing."
He gave her an incredulous look. "You're not serious." She gave him a blank stare in return. Neither sibling backed down.
Enderstorm suddenly began coughing, and hacked up blue blood from her throat. Her tail whipped wildly, almost whacking Anna.
"Careful Enderstorm," Tessa warned as gently as she could. "Do. Your. Thing," she pressed Ronan. He shook his head in protest.
"Agh!" Anna yelped and dropped to the ground, the flames licking at her memory. She looked over at Ronan with wide eyes and nodded at him. Anything he could do that might help, she was in favor of.