Dragonsoul-Awakening

Chapter 2 Part 1

Vela's pov

I woke up in an unfamiliar place. It was dark, cloudy and cold, which meant I wasn't on the ship anymore...
"Mister Oswald?" I said, but noone answered. "mister Oswald?" I tried again, but louder. Nothing. Again. I stood up, looking around. The floor was weird. I could walk and sit on it, but it was misty, like I was sitting on a cloud. I walked around, trying to search someone, anyone. But I was alone. Or so I thought. The sound of growling and sniffing where heard. I started shaking like a leaf. "Hello?" I managed to squeak out. A breeze hit my back, sending goosebumps all over my body. I turned around to see a giant dark silhouette behind me. At the same time I turned around, a cracking sound and a flash of lightning and thunder combined made the shape look even more terrifying, it's eyes glowed in the dim light. A earpiercing sound came from my mouth,
and I woke up.
I sat up, breathing heavenly.
Just a nightmare.
Just... a nightmare...
I looked around and saw two green eyes staring at me.
And for the second time, I wanted to scream, but the boy slammed my mouth shut and said "Don't scream! I don't want my stupid dad to come!". I muffled something I'm protest, ripping of his hand from my mouth "Hey! Your that crazy scary kid from yesterday!". "I'm not scary you weirdo!" he argued. I looked at him up and down. He had red hair which he wore in a ponytail, with fitting emerald green eyes. And his face was weird. Oval shaped and a big nose. He then started glaring at me, and I just glared back. "Blueeyes!" he broke off the silence between the two of us. "what?". "Blueeyes! I'm gonna call you that!". "what? Why that? My name is Vela!". "I don't care! Blueeyes fits better!" he said and climbed on the bed to pinch my cheeks again. I pushed him off and said "get off Squidbrain!". "SQUIDBRAIN? My name is Dagur!". "Squidbrain fits better!". "stop calling me like that! My name is Dagur!". "And my name is Vela!". We stared at each other for a long time, before he broke of the gaze again. "Whatever weirdo!" he said before running off.
What's his problem?
I got out of bed, noticing that it's not the same room I fell asleep in. I opened the door and walked down some stairs to see another big room, with lots of beds and a fireplace in the middle, with a giant cattle above, steam rising from whatever was inside of it. I climbed down and heard someone talking outside. I just wanted to open the door, when someone already did. I squeaked in fear, ran back and hid behind one of the beds. There was silence, when I heard someone call my name it was Oswald. I peeked over the edge and saw him, standing next to an unfamiliar women. She was shorter than him, slim and seemed already a bit older. She had darker skin, black hair that where tied back, with an cloth above. Her eyes where dark and sparkled with calmness and sweetness. "Hey Vela". She sounded very friendly. I stood up, walking towards, them, but staying close to Oswald. He patted me on my head and said "This is Taraji, the healer of our clan, she helped me by taking care of you. You can trust her". I looked at him, then at her. "you took care of me? Why that?". She kneeled down "because I'm the healer of the berserker tribe, it's my job to help others if they needed to, little Pazima". I looked at her with confusion. "why does everyone call me a different name? I'm Vela!". She chuckled and said "ist just a Nickname, not your real name. Pazima means 'lightning and thunder' in my language.". "Taraji comes from very far away, she got separated from her clan during a long travel. She needed shelter and a home to be safe, so I took her in" Oswald said. I looked at her, and noticed a brief moment of sadness, which was then fading away. "We won't be talking about the past Oswald!" she chuckled and turned back to me "how are you feeling Vela?" My shaking hands reached out to her, her hands reached out to me as well, holding them together. They where soft and smooth. She then touched my forehead. "looks like you didn't get a fever, that's a good sign".
She took a look at me again and said "we should get you some new clothes, this rag seems really old.". She took me by the hand and she walked outside, followed by me and Oswald. "WOW!" I gasped. It seemed huge in my eyes. A lot of houses, all these people walking around, caring sheep, fish or children. We walked through the crowd, and I noticed that people where staring at me, whispering with each other and giving me scary looks. I hold tight on to Tarajis hand. We arrived at someone's place where I got to meet Sarah. She was also really sweet and kind, but a bit to touchy. While she took the sizes she needed, she squished my cheeks, called me an adorable little baby, etc.
At one point, the adults where just... Talking and talking, I got bored. So I sneaked outside. It was scary at first, but there where less people at the moment, so it was quiet. Until I heard someone scream. The sudden noise made me leap, but I heard more noises and someone talking and arguing. It sounded like Dagur, so I checked it out. The loud arguing and barking came from behind someone's home. I looked around the corner, to indeed, see Dagur with someone else. He was really tall, with red hair and an even wieder face than dagurs... "GIVE IT BACK ANSSON!" Dagur yelled, while he struggled taking something that that so-called Ansson had in his hand. The tall ugly guy punched him in the face, while laughing, calling him pathetic and useless. At that moment, something just... Clicked in me. Rage burned through my veins and I stormed out of my hiding spot, crashing into that guy. "ow! What the heck.... Who are.... OW!!!!". I bit him, I scratched him, I kicked him, I hissed at him, everything I did, made him yelp in pain. "YOUR CRAZY!!!!" he said with panic written in his eyes, running away. I gasped for air, then looked at Dagur who cleaned his face, blood coming from his nose. I couldn't see his eyes, but he made sniffling sounds... I walked up to him, asking if he was OK, reaching my hand out to him." Go away! " he yelled at me, slapping away my hand. I could see his face now. He indeed was crying. But I didn't leave him. He seemed... Hurt... But not because of his nose.... He turned away from me, still crying. I felt bad for him, even pity. I sat down next to him. He shed some more tears, and even though we didn't talk, I was there for him.
After a while, he stopped and I was able to ask him who the guy was. *sniff* his name is Ansson.... He Bullies me... "." bullies you?? How come? "." I don't know..." he hugged his legs and rested his head on his knees" Maybe because I'm weird.... ". It made me think for a while, but then, I came with an idea." I'm weird too!" I smiled happily. He gave me a confused look." if we are both weird, then we should be friends, right?". He looked at me with wide eyes." y-you wanna be my friend?". I nodded, smiling at him.

And that was how our friendship started! And I still don't know if I regret it or not....