A Dragon's Fate

Chapter 5

Kath's pov

It took a few hours, but I made it to the top of the wall. Balancing on it isn't easy, and with this wind, I know I'm going to fall soon if I don't do something. I hadn't actually thought of this. You know, what I would do when I made it to the top. All I could think about was getting over the wall. I should have thought this through more... nothing I can do now.

"I could jump down... I probably won't die." I muttered to myself. After much trial and error, I found that I wasn't easily injured. At least not by falling. I don't really know what would happen if I accidentally stabbed myself with my claws or something. Or if someone saw me and tried to throw a kunai at me. Those things fly fast, man.

"Okay, jumping is my only choice." I told myself in an attempt to convince my mind that this was the only way. It didn't work, but I jumped anyway. It was hard not to scream on the way down, but I did yelp when I landed in a bush. I'm so glad I have scales. Those branches look sharper that Gaara's glare.

Badum-tss

I'll stop.

I rolled out of the bush, my back popping in protest to the movement. Only it didn't pop in the good way. It popped in the painful one. "Owwww." I winced, stretching my legs and tail the best I could. I think I'm beginning to understand this body a little better. I still trip quite a bit, but it's progress, and that's better than nothing.

Now the only question is: where do I go? There's not really anywhere. I just got here, I don't have friends to help me, and I don't know where anything is... I guess I could go hide out in the woods or something. I don't know. I don't know anything! I'm completely clueless as to what I'm meant to do. Why am I even here? Who sent me here?

"Okay, Kath, calm down. Everything is going to be fine." I self-assured. If I'm caught, things definitely won't be fine, so I need to hurry the hell up and get out of dodge. While it is night, it won't be forever. I'm tired. I need sleep. However, I'm basically a giant lizard with wings and horns. I'm not hard to miss. Someone will see me eventually, especially if I stay too close to this wall. I have no doubt an anbu on patrol would spot me without trouble.

I scurried away from the all, and from the bush I'd unintentionally used as a cushion, and rushed towards the closest cluster of buildings. There weren't many houses out here. This was clearly what could be considered 'the country'. This may be the best place for me to hide out. If I can just find a safe place. A basement or vacant house... maybe a shed? A shed would be heavenly. Or even better, a barn. With hay. God that sounds like a five star hotel room right now.

I crept along the side of a large country home, the kind you might see in Texas or Kansas or something. I don't really know. It was huge, and I bet it probably had a barn or shed around back. However, moving through these dead leaves is by far the loudest thing I've ever had to do-

"Who's there?"

Fuck my life. Fuck my life. Fuck my liiiiife.

Fucking farmers and their goddamn super hearing. He probably thinks I'm a wolf here to eat his chickens or something. Or his shady neighbor here to snatch a sheep. Why me? Why do I have the worst possible luck? I guess I'm not safe anywhere... I need to get out of here. Man, I totally thought I'd caught a break getting over that wall unseen too! Of course someone heard me. Story of my life. 

I ran like the wind, straight out of that situation. "Hey, get back here!" I heard them call. Dammit, can't they just give up? I guess he really wants to shoot me just so he can brag to all his farmer buddies or something. If I were a farmer, that's what I would do I guess. Ugh, this is the worst day ever. First I'm a dragon, then I have to learn how to walk, then I can't fly- you get it. Today hasn't been going my way so far. Not without a whole lotta struggle.

Shaking my large head, I looked frantically for a place to escape to. I need to get out of here fast. I'm already tired, and I was never in shape in the first place. This was not what I needed. Not today. Not ever. Why are farmers so protective of their shit? I need to stop mentally cursing. But this situation is sorta horrible...

My eyes came to rest on an apartment building full of those little low hanging balconies. You know, the ones those old people sit on just so they can stare at people passing by and judge them. My eyes lit up. That's it. That's my ticket out.

I sped up, taking a leap. It was an awkward on, but I somehow managed to get my... hands around the railing. It bent under all my weight, creating this horrid screeching sound. I ignored it and hauled myself up, curling up as tight as I could, as fast as I could. As if on cue, a middle aged man with a torch and garden hoe came around the corner. He ran right under me. Heh. Jokes on you.

Go Kath. Houdini of the century. That was a major action-movie move I pulled back there. I can't believe I just pulled that off. My self-confidence just rose like, three tiers. Like whoa, good job me. If I could pat myself on the back right now, I totally would. If my friends could have seen that-

I need to calm down.

Letting out a breath, I turned around to look at the glass door behind me. I wonder if anyone's home... I guess there's only one way to find out!