Runaway Dragon

Hotel Crashing and Bridge Jumping

I was barely able to unleash a scream before Ari grabbed my wrist with his strange fingers and reached over to grab Remington as well with his other hand.

Suddenly the floor opened from under us.

I screamed as we fell into a room on the floor below us and headed straight to the fangirls watching Supernatural in bed. The fangirls looked up and screamed before we landed right on them- and went straight through them.

I gasped when we popped up on the floor below that, finding myself in a whitewashed bathroom with marine tiling. A guy in the shower stopped mid-Beyonce song and screamed. We screamed back.

I looked over at Ari as we fell through the next floor. And the next. "You're doing this!?" I yelled. "When are we going to stop?!"

Ari looked around before back at me and shrugged as I heard a frustrated roar from outside.

"I just went through somebody!" Remington screamed, his legs flailing. "I DON'T WANNA GO TO HELL!"

I looked over at him to see if he was alright. The little color he had had vanished, leaving behind a sea of freckles on a milky white face. His eyes were shut tight, as if he were scared that when he opened it he would find himself face to face with Satan himself. Lights and faces flashed as we went down from floor to floor but he remained a little ball of fear.

Before I could call out to him that the terrestrial tethers of earth had not yet released its grip on our souls, my stomach did a flip as our descent slowed dramatically. We hovered mid-air before coming to a stop on the marble floor in the welcoming room of the hotel. The person behind the desk promptly fainted.

My eyes widened when the air seemed to harden underneath me to cushion my fall before I realized what situation we were in. "Let's go!" I barked, pulling Ari and my brother to the door.

Remy gasped and stumbled forwards from the force, looking around in surprise. But he seemed to snap out of the trance when we stumbled to the sliding door. "But the dragon's out there!" Remington wheezed as he witnessed the chili pepper hedgehog of death send fragments of the hotel wall crashing down onto the grass in an effort to find us.

"It's not looking at us! Let's go!" I growled, tugging at them again. Remington balked before rushing out in front of me. I grit my teeth and almost pulled Ari off his feet in my haste. His wings made a hissing noise on the pavement as he struggled to keep upright. As we streaked across the parking lot, we could hear screams as people found their personal space intruded by the schnozzle of the winged Tyrannosaurus Rex. A couch went flying, crashing to the ground just a foot beside us. I let out a small peep of a scream, yanking Ari out of the way of the splinters of wood. The dragon screeched behind me and I half expected his jaws to clamp shut around my waist. The flickering lights announcing that the truck was unlocked greeted me just in time for me to throw open the door and single handedly haul a hundred-sixty pound guy inside. Did I suddenly have superpowers or was it the adrenaline? I wasn't sure. The ground beneath my bare feet shivered as the giant beast shifted its weight. Oh no, oh no oh no oh no. Seeing Ari's long wings splayed over the doorway, I scurried to shove them all inside before slamming the door. I jumped in the front seat just as Remington cranked on the big truck.

I bit back a scream as the truck roared to life and the dragon's head slowly twisted to look at us. "Drive drive drive!" I yelled.

"But... what about Chase?" Remington panted.

"Right here!" Chase said, peeking over Ari's back. "Just GO!"

"Drive normal. Don't attract attention," I warned.

But Remington rocketed over the curb with a roar. The wheels spun, dirt flew, and we all screamed. Chase clung to Ari's head as Ari's wings spread, his long fingers clinging to the headrests. I lurched forwards in my seat, grunting as the seat belt dug into my stomach. A flying lego hit me in the forehead and I went crosseyed before the truck's front wheels hit the grass and we all jerked forwards. Remington had the pedal to the metal the whole time so the second the wheels hit the grass it send us rocketing towards the highway, where Remington barely gave us time to recover before doing a hard turn, sending everyone leaning to the side, clumping together like a bunch of wide-eyed sardines.