Chapter One
The Discovery
Hey! Yeah you! Why are you snooping around here? This is some real, topnotch secret stuff all right? Yeah, it is a secret. So? What is it to you? Oh shoot, now you know it is a secret. That is not good. You know, I am a decent human being too. Secrets always lurk around me. But we are not here to talk about me, but a secret. There are always phases in the process of a secret. How a start of a secret begins is when you see someone telling another one. You think, Oh god, are they talking about me? Is there something wrong? Is there food in my teeth? If so, that would be very embarrassing. You would then think to yourself, Nah, they wouldn't talk about me... But you walk up to them anyway, asking them what it is. Of course, they never tell you. And you would reply, "Oh, it's okay. It's not my business anyway."
Or at least something along the lines of something similar to that... I hope. But then something will hit you. You will keep on thinking about it and when you tell yourself to stay cool, and not make yourself look like a fool, BAM! Begging on your knees, pleading them and swearing you would do anything they would want. But luckily, you are reading my book. You don't know where I live (at least I hope) and you can't beg or plead me. But if you are clearly bonkers and read on, you are snooping on a secret. I would throw this book out of a window and dig the deepest hole and drop the book in. Why? Well, this information can lead you to many dangers of YOU knowing the secret too. Well, obviously you are off your rocker; here it is, happy now? It was a dark night; the air was still and eerily silent. I wrapped my beat up blue sweater around myself tightly as a soft, chilling wind breezed by. I shivered, lost and alone. How could've this happened? My brain screamed at me. What a great was to show you are mature Arianne? My thoughts bounced around my head dripping with sarcasm. Like, those rubber balls that were played with by the 2nd graders. My mom finally trusted me to go with my friends and here I am, blowing any chance of it in the future. Sighing, I treaded through the cold air. My foot took a tedious step forward, and suddenly crack! I froze as growling entered my ears and the sound of rustling leaves. My knees became weak and seemed to turn into jelly, shaking in terror and all I could focus my mind on was keeping my legs to not knock out underneath me. GRRRR! The growling became louder and seemed to surround my like a circling pack of wolves. No... no... NO! The forest seemed to scream at the same time and leaves came down in bushels, meaning to bury me but what I saw made me think I turned into a lunatic.
My mouth plopped open at the sight. The sleek and elegant creature skyrocketed up into the black, inky night so fast, that if I blinked I would've missed it. Midnight black scales shone upon the creature in the soft, ribbons of moonlight. And boy, oh boy, those vivid emerald green eyes. They seemed to pierce me in the strongest way possible, as if it were looking into my soul. But that doesn't explain even close to what it was like. They would fill your vision with shock and the adrenaline would rush throughout all your body, that words couldn't describe. Razor sharp and silver spear like spikes glowed with deadliness that when you looked at it, you seemed to already feel it cutting through you. The barbs raced along its scaly spine to the tip of the flickering tail. Lastly, the unfurled wings were big and open. They flapped majestically in a way that left you in a trance. My body shook, and finally I collapsed in shock and all I could remember was the stars filling my vision until my eyes flickered shut...