Darkling Dawn

Merxes awoke, his head throbbing and one of his ankles echoing the sound in his head. He opened his eyes and squinted as he looked at the unfamiliar clear sky. This couldn't be right. Earth didn't look at all like this. 
Suddenly he remembered he had teleported without set coordinates. He could be anywhere! Merxes almost jumped up at this sudden realisation. He fell back down when he put weight on his injured ankle and lost consciousness again for a few seconds.
When he awoke the second time he was calmer. The Telp had obviously done his work. This planet was fit for human inhabitation. Merxes looked up at the cliffs he was laying under and shuddered... How those cliffs reminded him of the place he had just vacated. Merxes felt for his Telp, he found it in his left pocket, but it was broken.
His stomach grumbled making him painfully aware that he hadn't eaten since the start of the mission. Since he couldn't spot anything remotely edible Merxes started wandering. He kept to the base of the mountain where he was sheltered from the sun and any eyes that might be watching him. Merxes was painfully aware of the fact that he was in bad shape. He had apparently fallen on entry, or maybe he had been hit by a few boulders when the mountain face came down on SH-189, whatever it had been it hadn't done any good to his ankle. His head was already clearing up for which he could at least be thankful.
Merxes stopped and rested behind a big block of stone. He massaged his foot and took a closer look at it. Swollen, but not broken. The best remedy for a sprained ankle was walking, he told himself and started again.
Not much later he heard voices. Humans! The language they spoke resembled English, though with a strange accent. Merxes ducked behind a boulder, cursing himself when he came down on his ankles.
Two young boys came through. Merxes had nothing to fear from them, but his instinct told him it would be better to follow them unseen. That wasn't hard for two reasons. One, the boulders kept riddling the path all the way to the town that was their destiny and two, the boys talked so loud Merxes could have turned on a boombox with loud rock music without them noticing him.
The town they entered wasn't big, but it was busy. Merxes snuck around the town until he found some clothes that looked more like what the boys were wearing, somehow he got the feeling that these folks had never seen a polyester bodysuit before.
Feeling a whole lot better, Merxes went into town to gather information. He adjusted easily to the new accent and listened in on conversations. He learned that they were a village under the protection of a Weyr. The word Weyr took him by surprise, he hadn't a clue what he was headed for.
Suddenly his ears heard a more normal accent. 
"Kirsten! Wait up!" a young man screamed.
"Hurry up! You know the eggs are going to hatch, I don't want to miss that!" the girl yelled back. Merxes saw her passing by and immediately fell for her. Ok, there weren't many girls he didn't fall for the first time he saw them, but this one sure deserved a stare. The man ran by and Merxes decided to follow them. 
Running up the hills and through some fields he suddenly realised where the two were going. The Weyr. The land arched up and Merxes could already see the mountain high above.
Large forms were floating around it. 
"Look Hyster! The dragons are flying out!" the girl screamed.
Dragons? Was he to take this serious? Merxes wondered.
The two quickened their pace and so did Merxes feeling every thud in his ankle. It had gotten better with walking, but this kind of action wasn't good for it. Luckily they didn't need to go far anymore. He followed the two up large winding stairs and finally they reached an inner court.
The girl suddenly turned around and asked: "Are you a candidate too? I've never seen you."
"Merxes shrugged: "I only came in recently."
"Oh... ok, come along then."

Hatching

Lantessama Isle
Cy DragonStake  -   Darkling Dawn

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