Chapter 1
Stampede
Most people are on their way to college by now. No, I'm not aloud to! Even though for over six years I've been saving up ,too! Being a dragon's… opps I'm saying to much! Let's start from the beginning so you know why I'm acting like this.
2 Years Ago
I walked through my soon to be old house, packing the essentials on going to live alone. The names Nick Nickle, okay its Toby 'Nick' Nickle but I like Nick better. I'm a hopping seven foot three and about to go to college. My long ,badly cut since I cut it myself, black hair flopped around, dangerously close to covering my eyes. My baggy clothes stretched past the preferred length of my old school, but now I can wear whatever I want.
I currently live with my two younger siblings ,the twins Zack and Jack. Along with a dog, Calaco, a snake, Samal, and a lizard named Sparky. The snake and lizard belong to Jack and Zack and Calaco belongs to my ex-best friend who decided to abandon her with me. While I go to college my brothers are to go to live with some old realities over in Louisiana. I made sure everything was ready and taken care of so they didn't have to worry about anything.
For over six years since my parents died in a house fire, I have been raising money for my brothers and me to be able to go to college. Now my dream is going to the University of Texas has come true.
"I hope your proud of me ,mom and dad!" I whispered softly to myself. The trampling of feet alerted me of my brothers coming. The identical two wore matching U.T. t-shirts in attempt to cheer me on. One of the rare smiles appeared on my face and they beamed in response. "You guys go wait in the living room. I'll be there in a few." They ran off and I went into my bedroom to change.
When I came back out I was in my finest suit and was ready for my big date later. I was going on a date that would hopefully be the best day of my life. I had a ring at the ready as I gelled back my hair and walked into the living room after my brothers. I posed and they both said in unison, "She'll have to say yes!" I nodded towards the door and they ran right to my old mustang. After I fixed it up and repainted it, the car was one of the finest thing on four wheels. I hopped into the drivers seat after I made sure Jack and Zack were in and ready. I started off to the airport.
This town wasn't big and I live in the run down part that was the poorest side of the town. Unlike the rest of the town my piece of it was not really as run down as the rest. I was an honest worker and I had pretty good life.
A scholarship to one of the best and hardest schools to get in Texas.
A loyal girlfriend.
A great family and friends.
I had the best life anyone could want.
That's what thought at the time…
After dropping off my brothers at the airport I drove straight to my girlfriends house. I was a little early, but I knew she wouldn't mind. I went into the driveway and walked up to the door with flowers and a ring in my pocket. I opened the door with my key and looked around to find no one in the living room. I sighed in irritation and creped in silently. Her car was in the driveway so I knew she was here. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of voices upstairs. I felt another smile creep onto my face and I walked up the stairs. The voices grew clearer and I froze at the top in shock as I listened to my best friend and girlfriend talk.
"This doesn't feel right! What will Nick think when he finds out about us?" Alan said softly and moaned.
"He won't find to cause I'm going to dump him tonight anyway, so it won't matter." Ashley's voice said and the sounds of heavy kissing came to my ears in a rush. I grounded my teeth together in deep rage and pulled off my tie and black jacket. I threw down the worthless flowers and quietly tired to open the door. When it did I saw Ashley on top of Alan in her dress she had picked out for the day and Alan was wearing a tux also. I had invited him and his WIFE to the restaurant and he was in his best. To bad there was going to be blood all over it.
I felt the wood of the door frame cracking as I watched them. I felt myself hunch over as the rage consumed me. And I punched the door all the way open causing it to be stuck in the wall by the force. Both of them jumped out of their trance and cowered in fear as I slowly walked in. The mirror above Ashley's bed aloud me to see just how bad I looked. My hair had spiked and was wild from me unconsciously running my hand through it without noticing. My shirt had wrinkled from my hurry and I had a deep snarl that showed some canines that were abnormally sharp.
Alan looked like he'd wet his pants and Ashley looked turned on.
"I've never seen this side of you, baby!" She said walking over and placing a hand on my exposed chest." That was just a fling, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you?" She said as she leaned up to kiss me. I pushed her away and walked towards the bed seeing my own wild green eyes staring back at me. Alan had gotten up and was now in front of the dresser. I took a swing at him and he moved away, only to be hit by a reverse kick to the face. He stumbled backwards and ,as predicted, blood ran from his broken nose and fell down onto his tux. He fell backwards into the wall and slid down it fast. He held up his hands in surrender.
I lost my will to kill him and just walked out. From behind me I could hear Ashley yelling out to me how good Alan was in bed and why I was just a pitiful wimp who she couldn't believe she had ever dated. I jumped into my mustang and I noticed that all the neighbors were watching. Some understood what was going on and seemed to be on my side. I turned on the radio and the irony in
'Your Love is a Lie' by Simple Plan began to play.
'How does it feel when you kiss when you know that I trust you? And do
you think about me when he ***** you?'
I smiled the most evil smile I could create and she backed up a few paces and I drove away. I restarted the song and yelled at the top of my lungs singing along. I pulled onto the highway, which was disserted for some reason, and turned it to another one of my favorite songs. I didn't even feel bad listening to love songs.
It wasn't even ten minutes into the drive when I saw a shadow in the distance. From my head lights I noticed that the shadow was not driving away, it was driving towards me! I felt my eyes go wide and I turned off to the other lane as something FLEW by me. I gulped and a strong wind shook my car and I blow into my original lane. I panted ,but kept my eyes on the road. Movement on my right caught my eye and I saw an old man sitting beside me. Not like the regular old men you see walking around on the street that are like fifty or sixty, but a really old man that looked like if I touch him I might break one of his bones. First thing that came to my mind wasn't 'Why is he in my car?' or 'How did he get here?' it was more along the lines of 'This guy is creepy.' Yeah that's what you think of when someone walks up to you on the street, not gets into your moving car on the highway. So I'm watching this old guy ,really old guy, sniffed around. You know like a wolf or something. Then 'Poof' he was gone. You know the whole smoke thing and poof he was gone. Well I thought it was only a few seconds ,but it looked like it was a minute or two cause the wheel had turned and I saw a tree. Not a few feet away that I could get back onto the road ,but right in front of me. An inch away from the bumper.
So BAM BOOM I hit the tree and I didn't stop there I ended up turning at the last second and almost staying ,but ending up driving through the forest hitting eight trees until I flipped. Fun right? Well I kept rolling and rolling and maybe just to add this, I rolled some more. When it finally ended I felt like I'd fallen from a seven floor building and survived. I moaned and crawled out of under the car. I worked my legs found out they weren't even injured that bad, maybe some bruises. I might of bruised some ribs or broken one or two, but I'm completely alright (I know I'm lying ,but I'm trying to reassure myself).
So I'm crawling out of my almost grave and I see that old man again. Now I just got into a accident ,which wasn't an accident I'm guessing, and my favorite car in the world just got totaled so I feel like I want to kill this guy. I feel adrenaline pumping through my veins and I don't feel that bad anymore. I get up and start to run! I ran like a mad fool! Being insane and pissed off does that to you. So I'm running and I run straight into a meadow and trip on something and land face first into the dirt. When I sat up a bit I saw something white not far away. I crawled forward and reached out and grabbed whatever it was. When I felt it, it was rough kind of dusty thing and it was about the size of a small poodle.
Egg, my mind registered for me. I pulled it towards me and cradled it in my arms. Warmth entered my body and I felt like I had a fever…it started to rain. I looked up at the sky and closed my eyes welcoming the rinse. When the egg began to grow cold I almost flipped! I covered it with my body and ran towards the way I came. When I made it back to my car I pawed under the seat, lucky it wasn't upside down, and pulled out a bag that was still where I put it earlier (Thank god). I threw out some things and carefully set the egg inside. I gently put the bag on my shoulder and started for the road.
'Save him for later', I thought to myself.
Finally ,after about two hours, I made it home and went into my room. I had a vent near the floor and I set the egg ,still in the bag, right in front of it and turned on the heater. I sighed and went into the bathroom to assess the damage. Well I currently looked worse then I felt…and worse than I predicted. I had cuts upon cuts on my forehead and cheeks and everywhere I could see. I saw the formation of bruises on my arms, legs were the same. I sat on top on the toilet lid just picking out glass from my knees and elbows. I wrapped a few of the big gashes in bandages and just disinfected the smaller ones. I felt deep inside ,extremely deep, that today wasn't the worsted day ,but the start of them. I grimaced at myself in the mirror at the thought and pulled off my clothes to see if I had any bigger injuries.
So another hour passed and it was about two am. I usually go to bed at about eleven so it was late for me. I didn't have anything bigger then a gash that you would expect so I didn't go to the hospital or anything. How would I get there? I'm not walking to the hospital for an examination of wounds I got from a car wreck. I would get a baby vitamin and they would shoo me away saying "If you can make it here on foot, your fine." So of course I didn't go. I ended up crawling into my bed and snuggling deep into my king sized wonder of a mattress.
Oh I fell asleep fast.
