My Mythical Dragon

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze. HM, what bullshit. Slamming the book, I huff before pushing it away from me and stare at it while it joins the other books on the floor. I stand and stretch my legs that have been sitting under me for the past 2 hours. This library might be helpful at times, but comfort is definitely not one of its strong suites. Looking toward the entrance, I debate on breaking the promise I made Paison, and go out and get food by myself. Right as I think that, the devil himself walks in like he owns the damn place. Turning towards him, I get ready to scold him when I notice the face he is making. I almost think it’s a face he makes when he is c

Maybell Smith I move around in the cloud that I'm somehow laying in and slowly come to, as I figure out what happened, and where I am. Opening my eyes, the bright light stabs me. I look around and see the most beautiful bedroom I have ever found myself in. The bed that is in the middle of the space is a dark blue with wooden beams that come out of the corners. There is a dresser right on the end of the bed that is a light brown, with a hint of gold. The carpet is white, and looks like it could be the softest thing my feet have ever touched. Sliding off the king sized bed, my feet hit the carpet and confirmed my suspicions. It is in fact, the softest thing these feet have touched in their little life. Getting out of the bed, I make my way to the door and peek out. Standing at the end of the hall talking to the giant man, is my twin. “Look, I know you're nervous, but this is the safest place for her. Archer’s not a bad guy, he is just older than dirt and doesn't know anything”. Clicki

Maybell SmithBlinking my eyes open, I see nothing but darkness. Getting up fast, I look down to see my hand covered with something sticky, but I can't see exactly what. Suddenly, a spotlight shines down on me and I finally get to take a look at my surroundings. Jumping back in horror, I note the dead bodies that litter the room. Paison, Archer, Oliver, they are all there, covered in ice, looking at me like I was their downfall. Looking down I see my hand covered in blood, the same stuff that came out of my mother on that horrible night. I open my mouth to scream and nothing comes out. The door at the other end bursts open and a faceless person walks in."You should have just come to me when you got the chance." He lets out this laugh that makes my toes curl in fear."Maybell." I spring out of bed and look around. Sitting next to me, in the bed I went to sleep on, is Archer. Looking at me like I had just told him I'm going to kill him in his sleep."What are you doing here?" I cover

Maybell Smith How did he do that? No one has ever held me like that before, and especially during one of the times that I lose control. I don't even know what happened. I walked down the stairs and went to confront him, and ended up stomping back upstairs shaking with rage. When I lost control in the closet I wasn't meaning to. But the anxiety of never being enough for someone, and being in such a new place and new people just got to me and piled up. Losing control is always scary, but somehow Archer made me feel like I could as long as I was in his arms. Getting dressed in a white crop top, and some black jeans, I walk down the stairs to the crowd that has formed in the kitchen. "Are you alright?" Paison walks up to me talking in the morse code we made up as kids. Clicking my tongue, I simply tell him that I'm fine and will talk to him about what happened later. "Okay we need to get down to business, what would the story be, why did you have to come and live with us? "Wai

Maybell Smith Walking into town is a whole lot prettier when you have a roof over your head, and food constantly on the table. I never realized how beautiful the world can be when you have everything you need. Yeah, Paison and I do really well sometimes. But even with both of our jobs, mine being in a bar, his being at a fast food restaurant, we can't have a place to stay without putting out names on the lease. And that meant being caught by Fletcher. I never thought that this could be the place I would find someone to settle down with. Not that I'm actually settling down. With this threat spiraling over our heads, no one can actually become fully relaxed. Walking down the sidewalk, I see the mall at the other end and decide that I have nothing better to do right now. The mall is like your basic city mall. You have the food cart. The smells coming from there can have a grown man down on his knees to taste a bit. Over at the other end, is the theater. It is so big that you could fit