Halfblood

Chapter 5

Kaelie, CATCH!" Looking up, I see my laptop case falling from the sky.

"Who? What? Why? How?" Running wildly, I barely manage to catch it. "Thank you." A small sigh escapes my lips and a weight is lifted off my chest. If what the dragon said is right, I now have a way out of here.

"Not I, we. We now have a way out of here."

"You have proved you can see my thoughts, but do you really need to be such a creep about it?"

"I do not enjoy creeping up on people, thus I am not a creep."

"Fine. Replace creep with stalker."

"The only thing I stalk is prey."

"You're getting on my nerves!" I stomp my foot.

"That is impossible, as I am neither touching you in any way nor affecting your nervous system."

"Do you not understand that expression?"

"I believe this is your own fault. You wrote my species to in your words; 'be almost completely literal.' Is that not correct?"

I sigh, facepalming. "That is true."

"I do not believe the action of slapping oneself in the face has a point to it."

"It is an expression of idiocy, commonly used it the place of phrases such as 'how did I not remember that?' But of course you didn't get it." A chuckle fills the area as I flip open my laptop. "Is there any place around here where I can charge this?"

The dragon looked confused. "Why would you want to send an army at that item?"

Another sigh. This creature's ignorance is bugging me.

"There are no insects in the area... in case you could not tell as much."

"You are hopeless." Ducking the tail swing at my head, I continue. "Now is there a location nearby where I can re energize this device?"

"Lasers are light energy, right?" At my nod, the air begins to ripple. "Where should I aim?"

"NOOOOOOO!" The dragon freezes.

"But I thought it needed energy."

"Not like that!" I hurriedly scoop up the computer. "That would have just destroyed it."

"Weak object." He turns away and stalks off. Finally some peace and quiet.

Logging into my computer, I begin to type.

'The wind blew across the green fields of Lerand, cooling the air and ruffling the hair of the woman who stood there. Pushing her blonde locks away from her face, Kaelie Lark peered across the waving grass, only to see a creature in the distance.

The dragon Spectrum stood atop a small hill, sun glinting off his silver scales as he watched the sun rise over the land of his people.

It was a beautiful morning, with a clear blue sky and no evil in sight. Snapping a picture on her phone before pulling her laptop out of her bag, Kaelie glanced between the sunrise and those in her world. There was no contest, this blew all of them away.'

"It does blow all of them away."

I look up, and Spectrum is exactly where I put him. "Please tell me this is the right world."

"It is, alright. I feel it in my bones."

I check to see that everything I wrote is here. Laptop? Check. Phone? Check. Bag? Check? No evil in sight? Check. But only if you don't count the very threatening storm cloud on the horizon as evil.

"Kaelie, take cover!"

I look around, but there is no cover in sight. The only thing I can see is a large boulder, and I dive behind it just as the sky turns black.

"Remember Spectrum. Rule number one of your element."

"Never go at top speed unless absolutely necessary." My parents and I speak in unison. "Don't worry. I won't forget."

"But you did." The scene before me is easily recognizable. "Why are you showing me what I wrote?"

He doesn't respond, instead letting the flashback continue.

"Humans are tricky creatures. They always have been. They always will be." A younger version of Spectrum races across the fields, playfully taunting the armies of men as he pulls up their tent pegs, spills their food pots, shoots lasers into their machines of war.

"But they were ready for me." His voice is almost sorrowful.

The men jump onto their speeders and race after him, scaring him to go faster and faster, until a loud POP! is heard and Spectrum disappears.

"You know what happens next?"

I nod. "You pop out of the space time continuum going way too fast to control yourself, and knock your grandfather's egg off a cliff, making it so he doesn't hatch.

"Incidentally," Spectrum shudders. "Due to the laws of the herd, that meant none of my father's generation existed... and now my generation is beginning to fade away.

"Sounds like this problem requires a solution." I sigh. "And let me guess, this solution requires me?"

"Well, you're the hare brained dumb idiot who decided that only a stupid creature known as a halfblood could fix this problem, so yes."

"What do I need to do? I'm not a halfblood."

"I can tell that much." Spectrum rolls his eyes. "I'm smarter than you make me out to be you know. Besides, I doubt an idiotic human like you would have the sense required to fix this mess." He sighs. "With that out of the way, I was hoping you might know where one is."

This is the topic I've been dreading ever since it originally came up. I sigh. "Well, the thing about that is that the halfblood is a very elusive creature. Even the thought of the idea has a tendency to slip one's mind."

"I know stalling for time when I hear it!" Spectrum is beginning to glow red. "Just tell me already."

"Fine." I huff. "But you aren't going to like this." I take a deep breath before continuing. "There is no such thing as a halfblood. I haven't written one yet."