Dragonkiin

Chapter 8

My scream pierces the dark night. I regained my consiousness again and opened my eyes. My whole body was in pain, it was almost like my skin was on fire. I fell to my side in spasms, digging my nails in the dirt from the pain. I couldn't speak all I could do was try breathing, but it almost felt like there wasn't any air around me. A thin line of drool feel, soon I stopped moving and stared at the ground beneath me. I felt my organs fry inside me. If this kept up I might really die from the pain. I could make out some of the sounds around me but it was like something had clogged my ears with wet cotton balls. "Stop her at once!" I heard the eldest Celestial speak up. Obediently, the Celestial boy I was fighting, dropped his sword and clapped his hands together, chanting in a mysterious language, one that seemed so familiar, but also didn't. 

"SEAL!" He shouted, slamming his left hand on my dragon tattoo. As soon as he did that, I stopped gasping and I felt much better. The burning sensation from before cooled down, my eye lids felt heavy and my sight got blurry. Then everything went black.

I woke up to silence. I cleared my eyes and took a good look at my surroundings. Hay stacks everywhere, and a disgusting stench. I was back in my coop, sleeping on the floor. Has this been a dream? I stared at my bare shoulders, I could see the tiniest scars. So it was't a dream. I stoop up, a littl wobbly, but I regained my balance quickly. I opened the door and immedeatly got blinded by the sun. Wait the sun? How long was I asleep anyway?!

I walked around the village, looking for someone, but barley anyone was walking around. All the shops were closed. This was strange sight. Usually, the shops and the streets weren't so deserted. It was a poor village and people devoted every second to their jobs. My face lit up as soon as I saw a market man carrying a big luggage on his back. I ran up to him. "Uh, excuse me, do you know how long I'v-" He cut me off my suddenly stumbling back into the brick house behind him.

"Oh lord! Keep this devil away from me!" He screamed with wide eyes. My face dropped. What went on? I mean they at least used to curse at me, now it's like they're totally avoiding me. He ran past me, screaming for mercy. I looked at the apple he dropped and rubbed my empty stomach. I rubbed it clean and took a big bite out of it, wasting food is not good. I looked at the locked houses around me, catching a girl sneaking a look from behind the curtains. She pulled covered the window instantly when I gave eye contact to her.

"What's wrong with everybody!" I yelled with frustration. There was still silence. My hopes rose, when a curtain pulled back, but only slightly. I shouldn't have put too much faith in it though. A man threw a glass cup at me, barley doging, it cracked open on the side of my head. I put a hand on the bloody wound and glared back at the guy. What was that for?!

"Go back to hell! We don't want a creep living with us!" He yelled, and violently shut the curtains. I furrowed my brows, they didn't have to be so rude! What did I ever do?

"YOU DON'T HAVE TO USE THAT KIND OF ATTITUDE ON ME!" I argued back. I waited for him to say something like usual, but it was still silent. My shoulders dropped in defeat and I turned to walk back into my stinky coop, locking myself up away from the world. I leaned on the wall and slid down to the floor, hugging my knees and buried my face in to them.

I do not know how long I've been asleep, but I woke up from furious knocking on the door. I rubbed my eyes. I unlocked the chains and opened the door.

"Oh god!" A familiar voice gagged. I focused my eyes.

"Hey it's you!" I yelled, still trying to adjust to the bright light.

"What happened to you? Ever check the mirror?" The same girl from the fight in the woods, asked. Besides her, was an old man, and he looked filthy rich. The girl didn't seem too poor either. What the heck do these pair  want with me?