Dragoned in Half

JeffersonWhen I was younger I found the world to be such a cruel place. As two young kids who had no choice but to be on the streets. Every foster home we ran away from. Together as brothers we needed no one else. Eventually that all ended too. It was a normal day. We had just stolen food from the local grocery store. We were eating it in a nearby alley. My twin Morby as I called him, sat with me while we feasted on chips and candy. The smiles on our faces sere filled with Joy as we filled our stomachs. We laughed as we told each other jokes that we had heard from other children who attended school.We set frozen in fear as a shadow appeared over us. For sure this time we were going to get caught as the thieves in the grocery store. At times we felt that sometimes the store owner knew the kinds of kids that we were. We thought that he felt bad because of how we looked. We have been wearing the same clothes for so long that we lost count. Bathing ourselves in open restrooms and in t

I gulp audibly at the look that he gives me before shoving the doctor out of the room. As he turns his back for that brief moment I square my shoulders. I hear the growl behind me as Jefferson shows his frustration. I should have know pissing this guy off wasn’t a good idea but I just cant hold my tongue. I’ve never been able to. When he turns back toward me his facial expression is blank. I blink rapidly as I try to ponder what it means. I feel as my eyebrows furrow on my face as he stalks toward me. I don’t even know what to do to prepare myself. If I knew that he were angry, I might have tried to run. If he were simply upset I could have tried talking my way out of it.His blank expression however makes it so the only thing I do is fidget while I wait for him to walk over. I focus my gaze on that piercing black one of his. As his muscles bunch and maneuver I have to stop myself from looking at them. His bold movements almost reminds me of a lion stalking its prey. Just as I take

The night was a long one. I could barely get her to speak a word with me when I attempted to start a conversation. I thought that things were going so well at first. I thought this was a chance that…well I really don’t know. I just didn’t expect her rejection. We are not rejected. I roll my eyes at his comment. We have been having the same argument all night as we stared at her. Being trapped in a room with her scent was torture itself. I have had to smell it so much that now I can almost taste it. The thoughts from my dragon seem almost barbaric as he sends images in my mind. I find that the images make it hard to concentrate on all except her. I hoped to find my mate. I had plans to woo her with the food I prepare. Back home in our clan, I had even collected recipes that I wanted to make just for her. When she finally falls asleep, I can tell the her rest isn’t peaceful. She tosses and turns in her little corner. I want to tell her to move but there isn’t anywhere else in the ro

Things have gotten quite interesting this morning. Normally I wouldn’t bother with the duties in the camera room, but I want to see how this plays out. Surveillance may just be optimal right about now so that I can stay ahead of the Doctor. There is just something about the way that he has been acting that is bothering me. My instincts are telling me that there is something that I am missing but I can’t quite put my finger on it. It’s already been a few days and the doctor still isn’t back yet. I can’t remember a time that he has stayed away for more than a twenty four hour period. The man hardly leaves his office and has never taken a vacation. None of us have. He also sent a secure message through the server to start recording in all the rooms that have people or creatures that will be a part of Project O. Seeing as he has never been with anyone, I doubt he really wants to record a bunch of beast fucking their mates. He has never recorded them before. I spin around in the chair

My teeth are clinched as I walk through the halls of the facility. I cant even pay attention to the one act that I always enjoyed as I make my way to my brothers cell. I normally love watching as the timid little humans in this place scurry out of the way when they see me coming. Now, its as if the calming sound of my boots on the metal floors and the smell of their fear irritate me.When I approach the halls of the holding cells I make a quick right before going left to my brothers room. I smile when I see the pristine wall of tools. The being in charge of keeping them in good shape rises from the chair in a rush as he stands to greet me. I wave him off as I eye the wall for the items that I am looking for. When I find the first item I am searching for the smile that spreads across my face must be down right diabolical. A hiss leaves the fairies lips as he feels the spike in my emotions. I swipe them away just as fast and reach for the hammer. Next I grab the axe with a small chuckl