Dragon Fruit

Chapter 1

There were two people screaming at each other, one male, one female. The male was the dominant voice, then the female, and back. Where was I while all of this happened?

In my bed, thinking about what went wrong. Yet, I knew what was wrong. I just didn't understand why.

Ever since I was born my father would be the one who would 'train' me. That was until I reached the age of seven. It was my birthday, and I was unwrapping my presents when my home was visited by a female dragon. She was tall and black, and I could only see her emerald green eyes. My father went to grab his obsidian black spear, but the dragon just stood there, just like me.

I could hear her speak.

"Hello young one, I am Adalinda." She said, and I smiled.

"I'm Zoey." I shyly replied to her polite tone.

Adalinda passed me an egg, blue and black. I held the egg in my arms, and cuddled in it's warm presence.

"This is my son, protect him with your life. I am entrusting you with him." She said, and disappeared when my father charged at her.

I stared at the little striped egg, wondering what could be held inside of it. I giggled and ran carefully into my room with the egg in my arms. On my bed, I laid there, swaying my legs back and forth awaiting the arrival of my new buddy.

And that was his name, Ryuu.

That's when things went downhill for me. Ryuu finally hatched when I was thirteen, and I took him to school. Let's just say taking a fire breathing baby dragon to a wooden treehouse school was a bad idea.

Five years had passed, and I was finally Eighteen. That leads us to that moment in the beginning. The lion and the lioness. Clawing at each other for the correct opinion. My father wants me to lead on the legacy of our family tree, protectors of the dragon fruit. There was my great grandfather, burned by a dragon. Then my grandfather, frozen by an ice dragon. I was also pretty sure my father would be next if I was chosen. My mother thought otherwise, she wanted me to live a normal life.

I didn't want either of those choices, but of course I didn't have a say in anything. If I wanted something, I was ignored, if I chose one of my parent's choices, I was appreciated.

I sighed over the screeching of the lions, and turned to Ryuu, who was gently resting on my pillow. The old pillow, not the one that I slept on. I could only hope that I would survive their attacks so I could get breakfast. I lunged myself onto the hard wooden floor, and began to take short and slow steps towards the kitchen.

I arrived at the slaughterhouse with Ryuu on my shoulder. The baby dragon gilded towards the angry parents, and began to dance in circles happily in the center of it all.

I took a deep breath, then shouted, "Stop fighting!"

They stopped and looked at me, looking like toddlers after a quarrel. I caught my breath, and coughed in the silence. I didn't notice at first, but Ryuu seemed to have grown bigger while my parents fought.

"Why are you always fighting when I need you?" I blurted out.

"Zoey..." my father began.

"Don't 'Zoey' me, 'dad'. I know you only fight with mama because you want me to be like you." I interrupted, with a short pause, "I don't want to be like either of you guys!"

My parents froze. Still in place, I quickly realized what I had said, and covered my mouth with my hands. They looked at eachother, and left the room, disappearing in the vines. I only stood and thought to myself. 'What do they think of me now? ' I thought while in the exile of silence.

I am Zoey Ji-harmony, and what have I done?