Chapter 3: The Meeting

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Alara stepped into the house, putting the note given to her by Rowan into her pocket. "Janice! Ken! I'm home!" she called out, but there was no voice to return the greeting. She frowned and walked into their room, quietly. She then noticed both of them in bed, sleeping. She smiled a little and closed the door before going upstairs and worked on her homework.

She sat in her bed with her geometry notebook in her lap, fiddling with a strand her light brown hair. She couldn't get the thought of the note out of her head. Alara sighed and slammed her notebook shut. "screw it." she muttered to herself before jumping out of her bed and getting her jacket on. she got her wallet and her phone, putting them in her purse.

Alara then went downstairs. She got a sticky note and a pen out of the drawer and wrote a note to Janice that she was going to a friend's place to study for a math test and that she'd be back by 8:00 pm. With that, she walked outside and got on her bike, riding to the school.

When she arrived at the woods, it was approaching 4:30 pm. She sighed and pulled out her sketch book, trying to be patient. The only issue was that it grew dark about 30 minutes later. To pass the time and clear her anxious mind, she decided to climb a tree.

She examined the forest floor from a branch that she had perched on, sighing in boredom. She then hung upside down, staring at another, nearby tree. It wasn't five seconds later that she noticed something in her peripheral vision. She gasped and turned her head, seeing two red eyes staring at her. she pulled herself up and looked back in that general direction.

Just as she did, the creature emerged from the shadows and stood in the spotlight of the moon that peeked through the trees. It was a huge reptilian like creature with crimson scales, a golden underbelly, large wings, and black spines. She gasped and hopped down from her tree and slowly approached it. She saw the look in it's eyes. It wasn't going to hurt her. Those eyes, they reminded her of someone, "Javi..?" She asked as she reached up to touch the dragon's muzzle.

The dragon smiled, lowering his head to touch her hand. His arm then began to glow as the familiar dragon-shaped tattoo took its rightful place. His whole body then lit up white with a bright red outline, the dragon form fading back into a human one. He opened his eyes, the red coloring fading back to its beautiful sea-blue shade. Dragons normally have unnaturally colored eyes, so when they transform into humans, their camouflage changes their eye colors to a natural color, like blue, green, or brown.

A dragon's transformation it quite remarkable, actually. The transformation of a human into a dragon starts with the tattoo. The tattoo fazes into the human's skin, and their true eye colors begin to show itself, glowing immensely. Then the body is cocooned in a bright, fiery light, normally with a fluorescent outline of their true eye color, as the dragon takes its true form. From a Dragon into a human, the transformation is almost the same, starting from the tattoo and continuing onward.

Javi smiled sweetly at Alara "I see you've arrived early." he said.

Alara blushed a little "yeah... I guess I just couldn't wait." she replied, brushing her hair behind her ear. Javi chuckled "I know how you feel." he replied.

She smiled and walked over to a boulder and sat down. "I hope you don't mind me asking questions do you?" she asked. Javi smiled, taking a seat beside her. "Not at all." he replied.

"what was your life like? Did you grow up with other dragons?" she asked with her head low. "Because... I have never seen a dragon since I was five years old..." she told him.

Javi stared at her with sympathy in his eyes "I grew up with my father... I have no memory of my mother because she died of a great illness when I was two. My father misses her." he replied. "Though, he tells me all these different stories about her, how they met, how kind she was... how she wished she could have watched me grow up..." he muttered.

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