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I woke up in a strange place. I felt around me and it was soft and warm, like a bed. 'What happened? Why am I in a bed?' I thought. I sat up and saw a girl with neon green hair, with matching eyes, a green button up shirt rolled up to her elbows and black skinny jeans. "Morning sleep head." She said. Then something clicked. She was the one who picked me up in the street.

"Where am I?" I said starting to panic. As if she sensed my fear she gave me a warm smile.

"Everything is going to be ok. Don't worry. You're safe now. In fact you're Kee's pet now and he treats all his pets well."

"O-oh. Ok... who's K-kee and w-who are you?"

"Oh, yeah! Excuse my rudeness, I'm Meza. Kee is just what I call him. You might know him as the leader of White Snake", my jaw dropped as I found out that my new 'master' was the leader of White Snake.

"R-r-really?"

"Ah huh", Meza said as she nodded her head happily. How she acted and how she looked where two completely different things.

"S-so does that m-mean that I-I'm part o-of W-white Snake?", I manged to stutter out, even though my voice was shaky and unstable.

Yep, check you're shoulder ", Meza said as she handed me a small hand mirror. I checked my shoulder in the mirror and I couldn't believe my eyes there was a tattoo of a fancy W with what looked like two S's on the top and bottom of it. It was black like my hair.

"D-do you have o-one?" I asked, she nodded.

"Of course I have one, I'm Kee's assistant, dummy. Wait, I didn't tell you that yet. My mistake!" I fell off the bed and scrambled under it, trying to hide. I just now realized that I was naked. How could she be the murder I hear about on the streets? She's so sweet and happy. I saw her black combat boots start walking and I saw something that looked kind of like a dragon wing drag lightly on the ground.

"A-are you a d-dragon?" I asked from under the bed.

"I will answer you, if you get out from under that bed", she sang. I slowly crawled out from under the bed, getting back on top of it. "Good job", she cooded.

"Now I-I get an answer. Are you a d-dragon or not?"

"Ah huh, if I wasn't would I have theses", she said as she stretched out beautiful sea glass green, leathery wings. There are a few people who are half-animal, half-humans, like me. She was apparently one of them. "Or this?" She flicked up a black tail that ended in, what looked like a knife. Then they both disappeared and she looked like a normal human again. That's the advantage of being a dragon. You can turn full human.

"D-do you also h-have the t-tattoo?" I stuttered out. Meza nodded her head. "Can I-I see?"

"Sure." She started unbuttoning her shirt.

"You-you don't have to do that. "

"What? I thought you wanted to see my tattoo. "

"I d-do. I just don't t-think t-that you need to undress. "

"I do need to undress, if you want to see my tattoo. That is." The whole time we where arguing she was unbuttoning her shirt. Now you could see her bra. Meza pulled it off her shoulders. She turned around, so I could see the same mark that I had on my shoulder on her back, but now it was bright green, like her hair. She turned back around and saw my eyes as wide as dinner plates.

"Like what you see?" Meza teased. That snapped me out of my daze.

"Wha-what, no! Will-will I g-get to meet m-my master t-today?" I manged to stutter out.

"Hmm...maybe."

"What do you mean 'maybe'?!" I yelled at her, "He is suppose to pay attention to his pets!"

"He will, but today he is out on a business trip. But he should be back late tonight, like 1 maybe, then you can meet him."

"Oh...okay." I whispered out. Meza's phone started ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket and looked at the caller ID.

"Sorry, I have to take this." She started the call, "Hello?" I never really had a phone, but some of my clients got a call during or after we were done. So I have a somewhat good idea how they work. "Yeah, sure. You got it. See you later."

"Who was t-that?" I asked after she hung up.

"Kee. He said I have to go."

"G-go where?"

"You know my reputation, right?" I nodded, "well guess what I'm going to do." I thought about it for while. It was when Meza was grabbing a pair of shatter resistance goggles, tinted a red color, that I remembered.

"You're going to go kill someone?" I whispered out, trying to not jump back under the bed. She nodded as she put on these headphones that look like they have been modified to play music and block out gun shots.

Meza turned around, with her bag over her shoulder, probably with a gun in it. "When I get back, make sure you have already eaten dinner. Also... put some clothes on, there's some in there." She said as she pointed to the drawer behind her. I nodded slowly, "Oh! One last thing. Kitchen's down the hall to the right. You should find something to make in there. Bye!" She ran out the door, slamming it closed as she left. I let out a sigh of relief now that she is gone. I mean she's nice and all, but she scares me.

I got out of bed and walking over the dresser she pointed out. I opened the second drawer from the top, because I'm short, ok! I looked in and all I found were thongs and knee high stockings. I decided to avoid that drawer unless absolutely necessary to use any of that.

The next drawer was almost better, almost. It had booty shorts and... a panel in the back. I pulled all the shorts on to the floor, they smelled new, clean, too clean. I didn't like it. I pulled on the little handle and the back came sliding out. There was a handgun and two magazines in a foam case. Hopefully I wouldn't have to use that. I don't like guns, they're too loud.

I don't feel like any more surprises, so I reopen the top drawer grab the least lacey, least frilly thong, which was a dark blue shade, and black booty shorts from the floor.

When they were on I opened the door and really got a good scope of how big this place was. It was huge! I walked down the hall, then to the right, like Meza told me to.

I looked in the pantry and found tuna. I opened it and ate it all. After I went back to my room and fell asleep.

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