The Red Drink... (Book #1 Of The Dragons Series)

Chapter 2

We're at the party now. It is really cool! There's flashy lights and loud music and everyone is dancing like it's the last day of their life. There are snacks and juice. And the poor adults, their drunk. Like really drunk. But there really is nothing to do at this party. Apart from wait for 2012 that is. So I decide to head outside for some fresh air, the smell of wine and beer is REALLY strong inside. I take a deep breath and see the new guy. He walks over to me with a bottle of cranberry juice.
"Would you like some juice?" He asks.
"Yes please." I reply and he pours me a cup. What can I say, cranberry juice is my favourite. I thank the man and start to drink the juice. And not tiny sips, but big glugs.
I wish I didn't. The juice tasted weird. I feel light headed and fall to the soft grass that is conveniently under me. My eyelids start to close and all I can think is.
"What was in the red drink?"

I wake up and open my eyes. I'm hit by a ray of sunlight that temporarily blinds me. I turn my head and see a path in the distance, and another head turn reveals a fence in the far distance.
"People won't be able to see me!" I realise. But then how can I see the path and fence? Another head turn and I see...
The cave!
The one I said I would explore.
"Oh diddly doo! The cave. Happy new year!" I think.
It's 2012.
And the earth isn't gone!
Yet.
I twist around on the ground so that I get off my back. I try to get up on my two legs.
And fall down on all fours.
"What?"
I try again but this time fall on my back. On to something. And a pain from somewhere I never knew existed flows through me. Like I'm sitting on my finger. I get of my back and bring the source of injury to my sight.
It's a tail! A red one. With scales.
And that's when I notice that I'm scaled and red. With a few spots of yellow and orange.
"What happened to me?" I think as I look at the rest of my body. I have a pair of wings, claws and a quick check with my tongue tells me that my teeth are sharp.
And for a moment I think that my tongue was cut by my teeth because it's forked. But I soon calm down and realise it's meant to be that way.
Because I just turned into a dragon!
I know it because of body I'm in. To test my hypothesis I try to breath some fire. And some flames, not big ones, come out of my mouth.
"Okay what happened to me!" I desperately think. It must have been the red drink I was given. I think back on the taste of the drink. It tasted metallic, like blood.
Like blood!
"Dragons blood. Changes you into a dragon." Someone says.
'Who... who's there?" I mumble as I quickly jump up on my feet.
"In your head. I'm your dragon. Basically the dragon instincts your going to get. I can warn you of things and tell you of some stuff I know." The dragon said.
"No! Nononononono! This isn't happening! I can't be a dragon. I just got exhausted, fell asleep and I'm having a dream." I try to think.
The dragon chuckles.
"Your not." He informs me. I try to shake it off and walk. Which I do, in the direction of a boulder. That boulder intrigues me. It's got claw marks on it. And some random scales, presumably from other dragons.
"Wait! Other dragons? What's happening to me?" I think. I reach to boulder and see that indeed it has claw marks and random scales, of different colours.
"And nobody has found this?" I wonder, trying not to use the term 'the humans.'
It's getting more difficult to deny what is happening. Much more difficult.
"Come on... admit it, you know what you are..." The dragon says.
"Fine! I'm a dragon, no longer human. This is not happening in my head, it's all real. There happy?" I say.
"Totally." My dragon replies back. I sigh and think of my parents. They must be waking up with major migraines and wondering were their son was.
A search force would probably be put together to look for him, but they wouldn't find him, no he was a red dragon that would be unable to go back to his former life.
And to think I was just worried about 2012.
"You can go back, you know. Think of your human self, you'll change. You can change back but remember. I'll always be here and you won't be like the humans. You'll be faster, stronger, have better hearing, vision and smelling. But you'll look human, probably act human and will be mistaken as a human. Just change back if you need to." My dragon says.
"Alright." I think. I think of myself, the human me. The one with brown hair, blue eyes and 'white' skin. I think of my hight, 1.53 metres tall, my age, 13, my gender, male, and my weight, 35 kgs. I think of my thin structure, my messy hair and my voice. All these thoughts come together in my mind and form one of the most accurate representations of myself I have ever made. I feel the change, my claws shrinking in, the tail shrinking, the scales fading, the eyes changing.
Except for one problem.
My tongue doesn't change.
I try and think of my human tongue but it doesn't change.
So whilst the rest of my body looks human, even has the clothes I was wearing, the tongue doesn't change.
Like I need a reminder that I'm not human.
"Oh dear your different from most other dragons, something must have gone wrong when you became a dragon." The dragon tells me.
"There must have been cranberry juice in that blood." I think.
Well no time to dwell on this issue, I need to get back to the camp.
Hopefully my parents are still asleep.