Days passed by, and my mind just kept on wandering to what blue eyes had said. Could it truly be true? Could men really turn to dragons by day?
What the fuck am I thinking, that can never come true, it can never be real.
I have always been a practical person and that's not about to change now. The whole dragon/men story is beyond practical.
"Girl!" Britney yelled in my ear, bringing me out of my deep thinking.
"Girl, what is your problem?" I asked rubbing the inner side of my ear.
"My problem, is that I have been talking to you for 2 hours and you are not listening to me. You are not even responsive." She complains, frowning really hard.
She is right about something though, I wasn't responsive to what she was saying. And this is not because, my minds keep roaming to blue eyes or the dragon men story. Nope, I am not responsive..... because she's totally spitting trash about some hot guy she just met a moment ago, actually the hot guy walked passed her and now, she's on some dumb mission to find him.
Why would anyone want to listen to her, talk about something like that.
"You should have said all that, without trying to get me dead. And besides, you don't have to describe how the guy looks to me, I saw him when he walked passed you. I was right here" I face palmed myself hysterical.
She rolled her eyes dramatically, "I have to describe him over and over again, cause that guy... is so........ dreamy. Did you see his eyes, or his manly broad shoulders. I would give anything to lick those shoulders, let's not talk about his silky brown hair."
Wow, here she goes again. "Nope, I didn't see his awesome freaking muscle or his beautiful amazing eyes. I didn't see any of that." I exclaimed throwing my hands up in the air.
"Anastasia!" Britney yelled, pointing her finger at me wearily. "What" I huffed.
"Okay, tell me... what's on your mind. We both know that you are always responsive when I talk about hot guys. What's troubling you?" She stares at me with the *don't you dare lie to me* kind of look, both her hands on her waist.
I sighed staring at her for a while, contemplating if I should tell her about the blue eye guy and the whole dragon nonsenses but knowing who Britney is, i decided against it.
"Nope, it's nothing. And before you say anything else, I will tell you everything if whatever is going on with me becomes to much of a problem for me to handle." I said quickly, stopping her from probing further.
"You promise?" She asked keeping a straight face.
"Yes I promise." I drawled.
"Okay, well I'm off to go look for scrumptious hot looking guy. Wish me luck." She blows me a kiss and walks away, great... am on my own with my own dragon nonsense thought.
Well, I had better go to work.
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Coming back from work, I took the bus home. I didn't want a repeat of the first day I met blue eyes.
But I am a very unlucky girl, really unlucky... I took the bus trying to avoid blue eye guy, only to meet him sitting in front of my house. Just great, life is so great. Everything is coming up Anastasia.
"Why! Are! You! On! My! Freaking! Porch!" I yelled angrily, eyeing him from his head to his toe. He stood up immediately, scratching the back of his head nervously.
"Please Anastasia, give me a chance to prove that my story is true. Just give me one chance." He pleaded giving me the puppy eyes. Gosh he is so cute, how could a cute guy like him be a mentally deranged person.
"Do you know what I think? I think it's best you seek the help of a physiatrists hospital. They would be very happy to cure you from your deranged talks." I smiled at him warmly.
"I know my story feels so untrue, and really not believable. But if you would just give me a chance to prove that I am not deranged, and that truly dragons are real... you will see for yourself that I am saying the truth."
I stared at him for some minutes, trying to make a decision...
"Fine, prove it." I shrugged.
"For that to happen, you would have to come with me."
I huffed, folding my hands below my boobs. "You said you were going to prove that your story is real, you didn't say I have to follow you. I don't even know who you are, for all I care.. you could be a deranged serial killer."
"I know I'm asking for too much, but you have to come with me... so I can show that there's indeed a specific group of men that turns to dragons by the day. There's no way I can show you that by night."
Well, I guess he is kind of right.
"So go home, and come back in your dragon self tomorrow by day time." I shrugged smiling halfway.
"Then I would be the new topic on news across the country, I would also be taken to a lab and then get experimented with needle and a lot of other science equipment. I don't think I would love to be in that situation." He shivered in fear, probably imagining the whole scenarios in his head.
I rolled my eyes, we both know that none of those would happen to him... Dragons!! Don't exist!! I am so tired of this back and forth banter with blue eyes boy, maybe is best I just end this with him once and for all... or I might end up joining him in his land of madness.
"So... if I follow you to wherever you are taking me, and you prove this dragon theory to me... would you leave me forever?"
"I doubt that you would want me to leave you. But fine, I will leave you be." He nods his head in agreement.
"Great! Give me a minute, so I can change out of my work uniform into something better." With that said, I left him standing on my porch while I proceeded into my house.
I had a bath, change of clothes and was ready to roll. Just for security reasons, I made my phone track me to wherever I'm going and then send the location to all my contacts... which is Britney, my boss, my co-worker, and three other classmates I happen to have their number.
"I am ready." I announced, locking my house door.
I actually live alone, I have no parent because I don't know them. I grew up in an orphanage, and the workers at the orphanage told me they found me on their door step. I got to meet Britney from when we were kids, because her mother worked in the orphanage. On my eighteen birthday, I had to leave the orphanage and start my life. Luckily for me things have been going so well, until blue eye boy showed up.
Blue eye boy took me a to a car he parked a little bit far from my home. Didn't know he has a car?
What do you expect, he needs a car to kidnap you quietly and fast.... My subconsciousness says.
Okay shut up, no one is kidnapping anyone... I rolled my eyes at my inner self, getting into the car. But I couldn't help but think, if blue eyes is really kidnapping me.
We didn't say a word to each other, instead he just drove quietly... and while in turn hummed to the song playing on the radio. I swear I don't know the song, but I feel so uneasy... and this is like the only thing that could keep from overthinking the whole situation.
I began to fear, when I noticed blue eyes is actually driving me to the outskirts of the city... like away from the city!
Now he just has to bury your body out there, and no one... I quote; no one will ever find it... Inner self says again.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled out.
"I wasn't saying anything." Blue eye replies.
"I wasn't talking to you." I groaned angrily, relaxing back into the chair. Fuck, I feel so frustrated.
"Uhm... okay." He answers staring at the back seat quickly. Ohh, so he thinks I am crazy? Just because we are the only ones in the car, doesn't mean I have to be talking to only him.
I sighed, "Where are we going to exactly, why are we driving out of the city." I wiped my hand on my gown, rigorously... staring at him with so much intensity.
"Uhm... because dragons would need more space to fly, and where can that happen... if not outside a city with much more space." He raises an eyebrow, I rolled my eyes.
I cannot wait for this dragon nonsense to be over.
We finally got to our destination, I was met with a really huge... gigantic gate. The gate opened all by itself, and blue eyes drove in.
From the gate to a really huge house, a really huge one.... Was covered by a lot of distance. A person can definitely not use his/her legs to cover it.
"Wow, the compound is really huge. This place could fit into a an estate." I commented, coming down from the car... staring at a huge field behind me.
"Well... dragons needs enough space to fly around. You know? Spread their wings." He shrugged.
"Great, spread their wings..." I replied. Note the sarcasm.
"Are you guys going to remain chatty outside, or will you both come in. The family is waiting." I heard a really familiar voice yell from the entrance of the really big mansion. I turned around, and my eyes met with Mrs Hardy.
I knew it, I knew she would be in on this. Dragons by day, and men by night, my foot!
If this is a prank, is definitely not working on me.
"I can't let you do this." Mrs Tabitha opposed strongly of my idea on how I want to fight Abaddon. "I wasn't asking for anybody's permission . This is my decision to make and my mind is made up on it." I replied deadpan not backing down from her piercing gaze."If things go south and Abaddon ends up defeating you in there, you would end up dead." Sir Adalard muttered worriedly."But if I end up winning, I would put an end to Abaddon's reign." I retorts."That is a big if right there, Ana." Uncle Mateo mumbles under his breathe. I sighed. "I really... really do need you guys to trust me on this. I know I can defeat Abaddon this way. I just know it." "I believe in her." Christian voiced out, squeezing my hand. I smiled at him thankfully."Fine. We would all trust you on this then." Sir Adalard resigns."No I don't. I am not part of the we." Mrs Tabitha voiced."I know you are worried that you would loose her, just like you lost Amelia, but you have to trust your granddaughter on thi
I was in the year 15 BC again or probably before that. How did I know? The horses, the dressing style and of course everything in particular."You are not in the past, this is more like a dream. Your dream." Arkalis voice came from behind me."How and why are you in my dream?" I raised an eyebrow staring at him attentively wondering if this is another mind game of Abaddon."Because I'm dead and there's something I want to show you. Something I never knew of while I was alive." He answered walking past me.I stood still watching him leave... "I am not Abaddon and this isn't a mind trick, so hurry up student." Arkalis yelled. Even if it's Abaddon what do I have to loose following him?I hurried off to where Arkalis was standing, then walked by his side."Is this a palace?" I asked as Arkalis came to an halt Infront of a really big gate, the guards standing watch gave it away."Nope, it's a house with palace guards in it, cause the king was really generous enough to lend some of his gu
“Lucas, how can it be Lucas? I can’t believe he killed my daughter and framed Reeve.” Mrs Tabitha utters in shock pacing my tiny room. Finding out Lucas is terror isn’t really completely shocking to me, not like I knew the man so well… I’m just glad Abaddon isn’t really someone close to me. I should have suspected him, he laughed just like terror, and also read my mind with ease. Wait, Lucas knew the witches would try to hide me in the safe house so he changed into a pink haired girl and made sure I stepped out. So he controlled those teachers to leave. Wow. He wants to end me, but before he those that I should end him. I should think of a way to use this new found information to my own benefit. I think I have the perfect plan, it should work.“I have a plan on how we could stop Abaddon, but we might need some help. How much do you trust the elders?” I asked staring at her determined. “With my life.” She replied without hesitation.“Then we need to call for a meeting.” *******
"Christian!!" I yelled out waking up from my deep slumber."Hey.. shhhh. It's okay, I got you." Christian whispered calming me down. I took notice of my surroundings... I'm in my room back in hudrats, my head is currently on Christian's thighs and we are not alone. Mrs Rowena and Mrs Tabitha are both here.I stared out the window and it's sunny outside. I must have slept for about six hours, seeing it's sunny outside."Thank goodness you are awake, I was so worried." Mrs Rowena said worriedly hastily drawing her stool closer to the bed, she takes my hands and rubs affectionately."What were you thinking going out there Anastasia! You knew very clearly that you do not have your powers and without them you can't protect yourself. If Christian hadn't come right on time, you had be dead." Mrs Tabitha lashed at me, her eyes holding anger and what seem to be worry."Tabitha! The girl just woke up." Mrs Rowena exclaimed in disbelief."The dragon... Christian.. how?" I thought it was all a d
“What??? How is that even possible. This is HUDRATS! He can’t waltz his way into here.” Rowena throws her hands up in the air in shock.“Well he is already here and most of the teachers are already trying to stop him, so we need to get going Rowena those teachers won’t be able to hold him down.” Gunther said trying to catch his breathe. “What about Adalard and the rest?” Rowena asked walking towards the door. I followed.“Already sent some teachers to go get him and the others.” Gunther replied.I was about following Rowena out the door of the kitchen when she came to an halt, she turns around and stared at me. “You can’t come Anastasia.” Rowena pats me on the shoulder sadly. “I can’t just stay in here. Maybe a face off with Abaddon is what I need to bring back my power. Please Rowena, I should be out there fighting.” I argued, my eyes pleading.“And what if you don’t get your powers back?” She raised an eyebrow. “I…” I was about arguing further but she stopped me with a hush. “I
Britney’s POV:“Please tell me that man “is” the last man.” I said to Carl, fanning my face with my bare hand. I feel so tired and hungry. If my house wasn’t destroyed I would really love to soak my tired self in my bathtub, or go for a dip in the swimming pool.“Yup, that’s the last.” Carl replied folding a big poly bag. I accompanied Mrs Maria and some young men from the clan about my age, to hand out incentives to the people affected by the earthquake. Most of this people lost their homes, jobs, families and a lot more. Mrs Maria can’t give them back their lives and so handing out food, clothes, bed and a warm blanket is all we could do. If witches were to go around the world repairing broken earth, houses, companies and all.. that would be one suspicious movement and also there’s not a lot of those witches to even help with the movement. “We should head back to the van.” Carl suggested. I would love to step back and just admire this young fineeeee man standing in-front of me,