Fictional Fantasy Volume One (Completed)

Chapter Twenty-Four - Rage

I looked over at the pathetic human next to me. Curious, I went through his mind. He was upset over family drama. So trivial a thing, family drama. Not a month after I hatched from my egg I was cast out by my mother. Us dragons knew better than to create stupid things such as familial ties.

That's why I kept ahold of my treasure. Its better to attach yourself to things than individuals. Individuals will always hurt you. Although, Snow Person should consider himself lucky that his father wasn't being hostile to him. No, not lucky. Something else. Not that it really mattered. Not really.

I sighed, then moved closer to Snow Person and curled up on his side. Suddenly, I felt his hand on my head. He was rubbing it. After scanning his mind, I decided that this action was not hostile. Involuntarily, I began to purr.

As humans go, this human was ok.

>_>

Snow Human was swimming, so I had his room to myself. His room was boring, so I left and went to explore The Box. The Box was the same as always, but there were more people than the last time I went exploring. There was this one lady who was tall and wore a grey dress. Her long grey hair was a mess and all her thoughts were sad.

I wove in between her legs, and luckily her thoughts were slightly happier with that. The lights of The Box were dimmed to indicate that it was evening. This mammal lady had come to the kitchen for food. I liked food. I flew up onto the counter for some. Unfortunately, the lady had so much fun feeding me that she forgot to feed herself. With all the stains on her shirt, I hoped that it meant that she was eating in her room.

>_>

In the morning I rode on Snow Human to the kitchen for food. He saw his father and turned back around to his room. I jumped off of his shoulder before he entered his room, and headed over to where his father sat.

"Hello, Rage," Snow Human Father greeted me.

"Hi. Do you have food?"

He pointed to the bowl in front of him on the table. It was filled with cereal.

"That's not food," I pointed out from my place on the table.

He laughed.

I glared at him, which unfortunately made him laugh even harder.

I was starting not to like this human.

"Is this why he hates you?" I asked Snow Human's father.

"Who?" he seemed confused for a moment before figuring it out. "Oh, Yuki. Well, I suppose I was never the best father. We were never close-"

"You blame yourself for his mother's death," I said, after going through his mind.

He didn't say anything.

"I feel like you two need to talk more about what's happened. Unless you're just not interested in continuing your relationship. You could just end it if you want, but if not talk. For now, you should feed me, and that's nonnegotiable." I rambled a bit before remembering my hunger.

The human complied, and removed a small, uncooked fish from the fridge and placed it next to me on the counter.

"Is this to your satisfaction?" he asked me.

"Yes." I dug in, munching on the meat until only the bones were left.

When I was finished, I went over to see who was in the comfy zone. All that was there was the little girl called Amy. She was reading a book, so I didn't bother her.

After a moment, I saw Mr. Bacon enter the room. He was heading to move The Box. I followed him out of The Box, and flew around the new area we'd ended up yesterday. It was another forest. I could smell some unicorns in the distance, but didn't think that they'd be much of a problem.

I followed above Mr. Bacon as he moved the bike and The Box along the wide path that cut through the forest. I landed in some of the colorful trees every once in a while to take breaks. In one tree, I found some small yellow juvenile birds. They made a lovely lunch.

I landed on The Box sometime in mid-afternoon. "Where are we going?" I asked Mr. Bacon. "We're going to another town to spread Grimoires," he explained.

"I meant in the long run."

"We're heading to the capital," he explained, "We need to get magic legalized."

"Why?"

"It helps people. The government can't be restricting our freedoms like this."

"There must've been a good reason for criminalizing it in the first place," I pointed out.

"Just because some lunatic created dangerous marks that can seriously hurt people, that doesn't mean that the whole practice should be outlawed." He sounded angry.

"Are you telling me that in all of human history its only recently that magic has been used to hurt people?" I never really understood human magic. It always seemed so artificial and weird to me.

"No, but this person created such specific and sadistic spells that they were seen as being too dangerous. They were designed in such a way as to make it nearly impossible to defend yourself. Yes, someone could be drowned or burned using core abilities, but that's nothing compared to having your bones slowly disintegrate inside you as you're still alive."

"I'm sorry what?" Humans came up with bizarre and horrible things but that was just insane.

"Yeah that's not even the worst of what is in volume 55. I haven't read it myself, but I've heard about the things that are in it." Mr. Bacon stopped the bike. "Come on. It's late." He leaned the bike against a tree. "Let's go inside."

He opened The Box and I followed him inside. I flew to Snow Human's room, and curled up on his bed to sleep.