Mythical Park

Chapter Thirteen

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Glen was a big help. He wasted my time telling thing I already knew, and have me a ton of pointless information. But then again he was like a bazillion years old. I said "Neither do I."
Glen seemed to be dazed off.
"Glen." Ashfyre whispered.
"Eh?" Glen said on that cranky old man voice.
"Help the boy?" Ashfyre asked.
"Oh, well all you need to do is say is vox di tempori, it should help."
"Vox di tempori!" Nothing happened. An uneasy silence overcame us.
"Uh, Glen should something happen?" I asked.
"Yes?"
"You idiots!!!" Ashfyre roared. I cowered back.
"You have to say it at me!" He continued.
"Ashfyre, control your temper." Glen said. The larger one was still there, and broke the silence.
"Glen, we must tell Arnold his past."
I was glad. A million unanswered questions flew through my head.
"Yeah, I need to know my past."
Ashfyre seemed to be racking his brain.
"Well your mother is a dragon," he said," As the oracle told you, there is a prophesy about you,"
No duh, I thought I mean c'mon your almost worse than super old guy with the stating the obvious.
I told Ashfyre "Well who was my mother? How did she get to Earth? How was I born? How do humans and dragons have a baby? How does that have to do with anything? Why did a large dragon kill my family? How am I talking to you?" Ashfyre gave me a look like, why are you thinking that?
"And lastly what can I do to help?"