Chosen By The Dragon

 Blackness filled the entire room with coldness and a feeling of hate. No one dared to say a word; instead they simply just sat there staring into the darkness along with the others. I couldn't see anything; feel anything other than the cold floor. The only reason I knew there was others around me was because of the breathing. I could guess there are about five others with me in this room. The only noise I could hear was their breathing, no cars passing by, no birds singing, hell not even the sound of the wind could be heard. The only scent in the entire room was that of rust and fear. The chains on my wrist that are holding my hands behind me are heavy and I can't move.

I'm Kenya, I am seventeen years old, I’ve got red short hair and have light skin. I'm short and have black eyes that can change to stone in any minute. But there is something very not normal about me, I'm a mystical hunter. I have killed almost any kind of thing out there, Pixies, Dragons, Vampires, and Werewolves the list goes on and on.

I was hit in the back of the head when I was walking to my school, and woke up in this room. I don't know what I'm doing here and I'm horrified that I awoke with none of my weapons on my person. Every morning I slip a silver coated knife in my boots, and wear a wooden hair pin, both are gone. My clothes felt different from the blue jeans and t-shirt I put on this morning. The clothes were baggier and softer, someone dressed me and I didn't know about it, which truly scared me.

 Finally someone says something; it's a rough voice that sends shivers down my spine. "Well, now, this isn't a place I would have liked to woken up in." it said, that voice had the signs of a vampire, rough yet smoothing and sexy as the regular population says is how it sounds. I stiffen, how come his eyes aren't shining? Right no light, wow I'm a genius.

 "What is this? Does anyone know?" asked a timid voice. This voice was very easy to pick out the kind of thing was talking. Pixie, great I'm in a room filled with things I kill with no weapons.

 "Don't be stupid, you know what this is, Silver, we've been chosen. Whoop do." answered a male pixie.

 "Son of a biscuit!" Answered another voice I couldn’t identify.

 "Chosen? What does that mean?" asked a small voice and I also couldn't place that one.

 "Aw, baby girl, you honestly don't know?" asked Silver, the damn pixie.

“When you are Chosen by the Dragons, you are picked to fight for the entertainment of others. We are the batch of this season. Okay everyone, identify your kind!" Said the vampire.

"Silver Wing, Pixie." Silver said with a hyper voice. I was frozen; I've been caught for a damn game?

 "Devin Flame, Vampire." said the rough voice.

 "Conner Wing, Pixie." Answered the male pixie, "Silver's brother."

“Alex, Werewolf.” Said the timid voice.

"Adar, flame tamer.” Said the dark voice.  A flame tamer? Holy shit their strong creatures. They look just like humans but control fire.

Then a deep sniffing sound started then a deep sigh, “Smells like we have a human in our mist. I’m guessing it’s the one who hasn’t told us their name. Why don’t you introduce yourself?” said the vampire and I felt the shock of the other’s. Damn I’ve been found out.

“Kenya, human.” I said in a strong voice.

“Next question; why would they pick a human?”  said the vampire, Devin.

“Doesn’t matter, she is here. Anyways there can’t just be five for the whole season, there must be more.” Said Silver.

“If you paid any attention to the games, the games have five different teams with five different people.  They teams us up and have us fight off the teams.  Later on we’ll be split up onto teams of two, then just solo.” Said Adar.

 “What? That’s crazy!” said Alex. She sounded scared.

“What”- he was cut off by a door swinging open. Bright light poured into the room and everyone made a hissing sound, damn the light hurt. This was the first time I’d seen light in a long time. I made my eyes adjust and started looking around to the others. I could quickly make out who was who. Silver was beautiful, her hair was long and silver. Her skin was white just like her eyes.  Conner was the opposite of his sister; he had dark hair and black eyes. He was tanned and tall. Devin was also but pale, his eyes were a bright green. Adar was tall with light skin, dark hair and smooth golden eyes. Alex had a slim figure with blonde hair and tan skin, she had green eyes. All of us were wearing baggy red pants and a white t-shirt with a red vest, and red slip on shoes.

“So you all have awoken? It’s about time. Dragon was already getting irritated. You all must have figured out you have been chosen to compete in this amazing game. And you have already introduced yourselves to each other; I also am assuming that you know the rules. You are the red team, hence the reasoning of your red clothes. This room is full of cameras and microphones we see and hear everything. You understand, people? You’ll be taken out of this room in an hour to be feed and showered. You have three hours in the gym to train with each other to learn how each other works. You are being taken care of by your new owner, Tanks; he’s one of the strongest men out there. You make him lose early, if you aren’t dead already, you’ll be killed. I sighed and turned towards the others they looked like they were just accepting the fact of this.

"Okay for now that's it." he said turned and walked out of the room.

"So I'm guessing we're going to have to start talking how to fight." Conner said, "What are you guys good at?"

"I'm all bronze, ask me to lift a four hundred pound man I can do it. That's how I win most of my fights." Alex said surprising us.

"I'm good at planning my mind can run through five hundred ways to kill a human in a little over a second. " Devin said.

"I'm a boxer, I add a little magic and I can pack a real good punch." Conner said grinning, "Once I made a guy go through nine ten inch walls with one punch."

"I know mix martial arts." Silver answered grinning. Then everyone turned towards me. "So human what are you good at?" she asked.

"Give me anything, Swords, guns, hell even a stick and I can take down ten men on my own." I answered grinning evilly.

Adar smirked, "She might be useful."