My mind was a blank slate, nothing came to my mind. The purple eyes giving a gentle shimmer as it stretched out its wings slightly, a glimpse of markings on the inner wings. As the small dragon left my hand and landed on my hospital bed, its body scales had a candy paint effect that is used for cars. I thought of my dream car for a split second as I recalled the faint memory. A mustang with Peacock Chromacoat paint job along with black spokes and barrel. I think I was thirteen, it was for a class.
"Are you listening to me?" I snapped back from my day dream and looked at the dragon again.
"Hm?" I said, unable to help my sudden fascination with his scale colors.
He growled in response, a small puff of smoke coming up from his nostrils as I reached out to run my fingers on his scales. He hissed and moved back slightly as he started pacing on my bed again.
"Sorry, it's hard to focus when a little dragon has beautiful chromaflair scales. Why are you so small anyways? I imagined dragons would be bigger." I adjusted myself to sit crisscrossed on the bed. My elbow resting on my knee as I laid my head on my hand. I reached out and touched his wing, looking over the flawless bat-like characteristics. He sat back on his hind legs his small clawed hand smacking my hand away as he looked at me.
"Stop touching me." He ordered.
"Or what? Your the size of a rat. What could you possibly do?" I smirked slightly as I again petted him.
"How dare you compare me to those rodents!" He barked, jumping up to stand on all fours as he flared his wings out; trying to make himself seem threatening. "I am NOT small and I am not a pet! I am a feydragon! Show me some respect you damned mortal! I am only this size because I wont fit into the room if I appeared full sized! If I wasn't in cramped space like this I could eat you in one bite!!" He panted as he glared at me.
I slowly sat up and started to clap my hands quietly. "Beautiful performance. Are you done?"
He lowered his head slightly, glaring at whatever poor thing that caught his eyes. He loosely folded his wings and sighed slightly. "Yes." He sat back up, composing himself. "We can't stay here for much longer hence we want to run into Belial."
I heard that name before. But where? I pondered for a few moments before remembering the melting flesh of a classmate. That's where. I shivered in horror from the images again as I looked at they winged lizard before me. "Where can we be safe?"
"The only safe place is to go back to the underworld." The dragon stated that so casually I almost gaped.
"That place is infested with monster!"
"The perfect training grounds." He smirked at me, amusement flashing in his eyes before he puffed into a plume of smoke; purple flashes lighting up the puff like lightning in a storm. He was gone. I frowned, befuddled with what I just saw.
Ah, don't you worry, I am still here.. Just in your consciousness.
"But why didn't you stay out here? Aren't you going to guide me to a safe place?"
Don't talk to me out loud, people will think you are crazy. And I was getting tired, I don't have my full power. Anyways, I will be leading you to somewhere safe. I will be your map, or....uh, GPS?
One of the annoying ones?
I don't know. What makes them annoying?
They keep rerouting or want you to drive on a road that does not exist.
Ah, I am neither. I am good with directions.
Well, with that statement I have confirmed we are going to get lost.
Why's that?
That's what all men say before realizing how screwed they are.
I am sorry, I don't understand. Can you please restate that?
No, Siri.
Who's Siri?
. . . Forget it . . .
Who is Siri though?
"Just shut up already!!" I snapped, looking embarrassed as I realize I said that out loud. My face warmed up, the blush making me even more self conscious as I looked at the group of nurses that was walking by. Their eyes glanced at me but didn't pay too much attention, my wave of embarrassment receding.
Good job. Now people think you are crazy.
DIRECTIONS. NOW.
I slowly turned off the medical devices that were hooked up to me. Standing to quickly scavenge for some clothes my mother must've brought here for me. After a quick change, I slowly glanced outside of my room. The nurses break time seeming to be at the end, made me move back into the room, closing the door. I looked at the window and frowned a little. Should I really be doing this?
A cold touch on my head made me wince as the dragon spoke.
We don't have any more time. If we stay here for much longer, we will be found.
Why is it so easy to find me?
How many living demons do you think there are?
I walked to the window after the brain freeze effect faded, looking out. If I fell, I would die. If I stayed, I will die.
"Why does everything have to be trying to kill me?" I grumbled. I looked over the window and frowned. Is this even possible?
You'll be fine. I think . .
How comforting . .
No time to think now, we need to move. The sooner you complete your side of the bargain, the sooner we can be safe.
Do I really Have to kill her though . . ?
Unless you want to die in her place, yes. What's the problem? We both know you abandoned your dying father. I've seen that memory multiple times. The betrayal and pain that was intensely written on your fathers face as you stumbled out to safety. Why does it bother you to finish off what you have started?
Because I regret it . .
Which part do you regret? Bargaining your fathers life in order to save yours? Or the fact that everything that is happening is because of you.
I squeezed my eyes shut, grimacing as I force that memory back. I looked over the window and slowly opened it, a peaceful wave washing away the pain. I stepped out onto the white trim that circled the building; marking where each layer began. I looked down at the drop and closed my eyes, panic starting to set it. I slowly inched myself to the right, my hands grabbing onto the rough bricks of the hospital. I looked at the roof of the entrance. The fall being over seven feet.
Can I make it, lizard?
Don't call me that. And you can.
You never gave me a name. Are you sure I won't sprain an ankle or something?
Do you trust me?
I hesitated during the conversation in my head. How would I know if this is all real or not? What if I am just insane?
Just . . Jump. Then, we will know which option is right.
I hesitated a moment before sliding closer to the lower roof so I wasn't on the edge. If this does end up being all in my head, the fall could possibly kill me. If this is all real, I am screwed. I closed my eyes, tilting my head slightly to soak up some vitamin D. If this is my end... at least.. life wasn't too bad. I had many obstacles and troubles... But, it was probably a better life than some other people. I looked up at the clouds, peace seeming to slide over me.
After taking a deep breath, I jumped.