Micah.
I crouched low in the grass, trying to keep quiet. I needed to know if it were him or not. I've waited so long. Could it be? My hands started shaking in excitement and my breath became unsteady.
For months, I've been searching for Reegan. I couldn't get the image of his new being out of my head. He was beautiful. He was everything. After the little incident with my parents, they decided that I wasn't meant to be a slayer. Umm... I thought that was clear, but I guess not. Anyways, they bought me an apartment and shoved me in there. Its only temporary is what they tell me. They just have to figure out what to tell the king.
I've heard that I could have a job with the royals lined up, but if they ever find out that I let a Dragon slip out of my hands, I know that I will never be able to work for them. They take the slaying business seriously.
At the moment, I sit behind a bush, peeking through binoculars at a group of dragons. I hadn't realized until now how beautiful they were as creatures. Every part of them was magnificent. They came in all shades of colors and their skin varied in types. I couldn't imagine what I'd do if I were to find Reegan. I imagine he looked great, but being a dragon must be terrible. I can't wait to help him.
As I tried to concentrate, searching for a dragon that resembled my boy, I hear a ruffle in trees behind me. My hand immediately goes to my blade, ready to fight. I turn my head and examine my surroundings. The clearing that I was sitting in was about three feet wide and a couple feet long. If someone were to attack from behind, I could easily jump over into the brush behind me.
I prepare myself as I listen carefully, placing my binoculars back in my bag. I push my hair out of my eyes and get ready for action. I could hear heir breath, in and out, almost as if they were concentrating just as hard on me as I was on the dragons. Come on... I think to myself. Who was behind me?
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the someone walk out of the trees. Instantly, I lift my body into the air and try to swing upward. Unfortunately, my plan somehow stinks and doesn't work. I'm stuck. I try to move, but it's useless. Then, taking a closer look at my body, I chuckle. A blue static outlined my skin, glowing and swaying like electric waves.
There's only one explanation for this: Magic. Looking down at my enemy, I frown. This was the last Bitch I wanted to see.
Reegan.
"ON YOUR MARK. GET SET. LIFT OFF."
I lifted my wings and sprinted into the air, soaring like a shooting star. I watched as i passed the others. Smiling, I blew some smoke from my nostrils as I passed them. Suckers...
I heard them roar in frustration as neared the front, getting further and further into the clouds. That will show them to tease me about my size, I thought as I flew past them.
Yes, even though I was a newborn, more powerful than any of them, they still teased me. They teased me about everything. My color, my size, and my yearning to see my family and friends. I know it must be strange, but I miss my people. Even though I miss them, I still don't think I would go back to being a mortal.
As a dragon, I'm free and alive for once. Before, I was a petty human with nothing to really show for it. I was a geek, and not really living life to the fullest. I was shy and basically boring. Now, as a dragon, I'm actually like cool. Yeah, I get teased, but I was making records and excelling immensely.
After Samantha did her magic or whatever on me, she sent me to a place called, Isle e Maurion. The people here call it the Isle. It's a place for dragons. We can actually live in peace without any fear of humans discovering us. This place is so cool. We play games, go on adventures and practically live life like a beast. It was like camp half blood for dragons.
Everybody except for the hotheads were pretty cool and I had made lots of friends. This place was awesome. Then, I go to sleep. It's not so awesome in my dreams. Every dream I have is about Micah. Each one is so happy, yet intense and scary. I don't even know what I was thinking when I visited him. He is probably on the hunt for me as I speak, but I will never know. The Isle has been hidden from slayers for centuries.
Although I have some sort of attachment to Micah, there is someone else I like. Because I'm a newborn, my hormones are supposed to be like twice as bad as usual and I am pretty sure they were 10 times as bad. There is this dragon name Adrian. He seems really cool and actually likes talking with me. It's weird.
Just as I think about him, he soars up next to me and gives me a wink. "Hey cutie!" (He does that too:/) he says in Dracon, or dragon language. I could try to translate it, but the language is so complex that I'd rather not.
"Hey, Adrian." I call, flapping my wings faster to try to pass him. God, he is beautiful, I think, sending my stomach into a whirlwind of feelings. I felt really guilty. I know Micah and I are connected somehow. Should I move on? Or should I wait for him to come rescue me? (Or kill me is more like it. )
