Wait! What?

Wait! What? Vita?

I breathe, taking in cool, crisp air that focuses my mind. What was that? It seemed so real. My deep overwhelming need to find and protect my egg had me rising from my bed to find him. Wait! What? My egg, him. How can I know this? Why am I drawn to him? To protect him, to confide in him.

I think I should stop over thinking a dream. Bedtime stories my father used to tell swirled within my mind, tales that I had not thought off for years. Tales of another dimension, Vita, spilt into five kingdoms each with a ruling family and unique special abilities. My father loved to tell me tales of the Shifter, Fire, Elven, Vampire and lastly the Light Kingdom. I know, it sounds weird that a father would tell stories of each individual Kingdom’s history and ferrous battles instead of Cinderella, Sleeping beauty and Beauty and the Beast, but then again my dad’s not normal. In fact he does not see these stories as fairy tales but real, factual accounts. Crazy right. Well that’s what I thought too until this dream. I remember the tales of the Fire Kingdom mainly made up of dragons, daemons and mostly importantly the dragon riders. I think back to the dream when the crazy old egg guardian talked about a ceremony for a dragon to choose me.

Man, I am so glad its summer holidays and do not have to worry about getting up tomorrow. All this thinking is driving me mental. I think I will talk to dad in the morning about the Fire kingdom and this ceremony. If dad can’t answer my questions then the dream will just be that.

A dream.

Morning– well more like midday, what I can I say I like a lay in?

My dad was as always sat at the top of the kitchen table. I asked him once why he felt the need to sit there when in that particular seat when there was another 5 places that he could make use of. He replied and I quote ‘I sit here as it shows my position as head of the household that I protect’ I know right it’s the 21st century and he says that. I have never made the mistake to ask again. I swear my dad is immortal and born back in the middle ages jees. Although there are some perks such as when I was 6 my dad started to teach me self-defence and then I moved on to study Ninjutsu, I am currently studying towards my 5th dan. Yeah I am badass like that; well my dad said that I must be able to defend myself.

I sit opposite my dad and take a big deep breath, I know that I am about to set my dad off on another one of his dimension tales as soon as I bring I mention my dream. However my dad believes these tales and who am I not to trust him. He’s my dad and I will always trust him and believe him. Here goes nothing.

‘Dad’

‘Yes, sweetie’

‘I… uh… well, the thing is…’

‘Spit it out fluffy!’ yes I know what you are thinking. I hate it when he calls me that; Honestly I watch Harry potter with him once and this is the result. So what if my hair looks like a birds nest when I wake up, so what if I drool a tiny, tiny amount when I sleep and so what if I like to listen to music to help me sleep.

‘Come on fluffy, you are stalling; tell me what you’re thinking about’ yep my dad does not know the meaning of patient. You should see him in traffic.

‘Right, well I uh… had I weird dream last night dad and it seemed so real and … and’

‘Oh dear this better not be another dream where you woke up believing that Taylor Lautner was your boyfriend and wanted to introduce me to him’

‘That was one time dad, why do you always mention it?’

‘Well honey, it was quite scary when you realised that he hadn’t followed you out of your room to meet me’

‘NO IT WASN’T ABOUT TAYLOR. That would have been a lot easier to deal with and understand then some creepy old man in a tunnel cave type thing area, telling me! That I would have to go through a ceremony and then some blue glowing light calling to me, then some gorgeous egg needing my help. STUPID EGG GUARDIAN’ I was panting now, that had really worked me up letting it all out like that. Whoo I felt a heck of a lot better now.

I look to my dad he was just sat there in his ‘head of household’ seat, overprotective loveable old man, just staring blankly. Staring at me. ‘Dad! Hey dad come on don’t just sit there. What does it mean?’ He’s starting to scare he didn’t act this way when I cried over Taylor abandoning me before meeting my dad, stupid jerk.

‘I think you meant Guardian of the eggs, hun, not egg guardian’

‘Really dad that’s the first thing you pick up on’

‘Well fluffy, I think you may have shocked me speechless’

‘Only for a minute though, I should have tried harder.’

‘What was that honey you were muttering again?’

‘Uh! Nothing dad. Wait if you knew that I had the old man’s title wrong, does this mean that you know what is going on’ Please, please know what is going on dad. Tell me that it was just my imagination and that I made this up.

‘Yes honey, it has been countlessly reported that before riders meet their dragons they experience a meeting with the Guardian of eggs’

Oh shit, I never have any luck why couldn’t he just have said no.

‘What does this mean dad?’

‘Well looks like we will be returning to Vita sooner than I had originally planned’

‘Wait! What? Returning, what do you mean?’

‘You know of Vita, its history and current affairs I have told you Kayla’

‘I...I… well I knew you believed it dad but I never thought it was true. I thought that you believed in it because I did when I was little. It cannot be true dad, there is no data or facts about its discovery online, if it was true then it would have been found before now.’

‘Oh it has. Do not forget that the Kingdom of Light has many people within their lands that have powers to influence a non-magi mind to forget’

Why did my dad have to say that so seriously, he looks so sinister and regal like a king in the same time?

I stomped up the stairs; yes I admit I probably sounded like a butch man like my dad. Can’t blame me though my dad just ordered me to pack a weekend bag, we are leaving for Vita and for some reason I think that my dad has longer than a weekend stay planned. Oh well I didn’t really have any close friends, girls thought I was weird because I do Ninjutsu and boys were too intimidated by my dad to even risk becoming my friend. That is if we don’t arrive at this portal and it not be true if not then it means that my dad is crazy. I think that I might be following him down that particular rabbit hole, because at the moment all I was worried about was finding him.

My egg, my dragon.