My mother was surprised at how well I managed to handle myself during this all. I mean, from the moment she said a weapon must choose me then I knew that I had to prepare myself for whatever was coming for me. I was 15, so this whole thing should of been a shock to me, but I was always the rebellious type. "Autumn" my mother started "This was the weapon that was fired upon me by my mother." That shocked me, I thought your weapon had to choose you, not the other way around. "I thought the weapon ha..." "It does" my mother interrupted "but when I was born, my father tried to kill me, so once I got older, my mother forced this weapon upon me in order for me to survive..." a voice intruded in "Why must you hear her nagging you on when I can tell you instead, and make it much more interesting" "Who's there!?" I cried with shock and anger. The amber stone on the weapon glowed a goldish color. "It was me" I heard again. I took the weapons from my mother while she was in a daze, and ran up to my room, and locked the door.
"Put me on and I will tell you the whole story, of me and Spring" the weapon said. "How can I trust you won't just kill me" I hissed back. I heard it laugh"I can tell you are a smart girl, but I can assure you, you are way to valuable to kill" that didn't make me feel any better, but this time I obeyed. Once I put on the gauntlets, black flames danced and swirled around me lifting me in the air. "Put me down!" I yelled angrily not expecting a response. To my surprise the flames whirled and whipped into the air and with a loud crash, I was back to earth. I looked up to see a hand stretched out. "You know most people would take a hand they see when they are on the ground" a...guy's voice said.
I was hesitant to grab it, but I did. I didn't want to touch it, but that was because it had scales the color of my eyes, and claws that where gold (not made of gold, the color gold). I followed the hand which lead to a muscular arm. The scales seemed to stop half way up the arm and turned into a tan-ish skin. I then followed the arm up to a torso. This guy thing had on a black muscle shirt, lined with gold and what stood out the most, it had an amber ouroboros on his chest. He wore a black cloak, also lined with gold but it didn't have an ouroboros on it. "Are going to stand there and gawk at me all day or are we going to get down to business" the man said. I finally looked at his face/head. He had amber eyes but there was something off about them, his eyes looked like lizards. He had grayish horns with gold at the tops of them, and patterns perfectly carved in to them as well. His hair was a dark brown color, and it looked like my dad's but shorter.
I reached up to touch his face and he blushed. Now's my chance to embarrass him I thought. I said in my sweetest and quietest voice "You still have a hold of my hand." His blush got deeper but he was not concerned, that annoyed me. "I know" he said, putting his hand over mine while I was touching his face. He spun me around and held me closer, resting his head on my right shoulder and looking at me. "Is your door locked" he said in a low whisper, which made me shudder. "Yes" I said quietly back, but not in a whisper. "Good" he said and pushed me on my bed. I finally realized what was happening: there was a hot guy in my room, who blushed when I touched his face, blushed deeper and put his hand over mine, embraced me tightly, and now pushed me on my bed. Now I'm thinking one of two things is gonna happen.
1. He would hop on top of me and would be getting lucky that night
2. He would lay down next to me and cuddle with me that night.
Some dark part of me wanted #1, but that quickly changed when I remembered who I was.
Then this happened. He did hop on top of me but didn't do the regular teenage sex thing, no taking off this shirt, no hugging and kissing. No, nine of that bull crap. You want to know what he did next, he sniffed me. Yeah, all you sick fan girls out there. He sniffed me like a confused dog. "You don't smell like Spring, nor do you look like her, who are you girl." He said after inspecting my. "Who am I, Who the hell are you, your the one who suddenly showed up in my room." He laughed when I said that. "So you aren't that annoying wench Spring" he said "I apologize for not introducing myself, my name is Agron, but you can call me Wolf if you want. "Alright 'Wolf' my, name is Autumn, it's nice to meet you, but I do have a few questions I want to ask you" I said.
Wow, 912 words. I think that's my longest chapter so far. This was awesome, I'm going to have to change my rating to mature though, crap. Oh well. This chapter was the most fun to write so far, I think for today I'm going to chapter 6 and stopping. Tomorrow I'll go to what, chapter 12? Yeah, I think 6 chapters a day is fine with you guys. Oh crap, tomorrow is Saturday, I might only have time for four. Btw for you guys who read my "Static Speaks" book, I'm going to take a break from that for a while. I'm going to finish this once first, it shouldn't take me long, doing six chapters a day and everything. Also sorry for another cliff hanger. Talk to you guys in the next chapter (<---- ttygitnc)
Peace fellow nerds,
~Rose

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