Lucy Pennykettle stared out the window watching the rain fall from the gray clouds above. The day was not going well she was so bored there was nothing to do. She had been sitting there for 2 hours now and nothing. Suddenly she heard footsteps not walking but running then she came in to view a red haired girl, she was about 14, similar to Lucy in a way too similar. The girl was soaked to her skin and out of breath like she had been running from something. She looked around with a worried look on her face then Lucy noticed it one shoulder was three clay dragon and like the ones that lived in the Pennykettle household they were alive. The three dragons looked like the Liz's dragon but she had never seen ones in those colours: the one closed to the head, it had a tool box it was blue but its wings were yellow, the middle one was red but once again had yellow wings and the last one was black and was quite hard to see, a listener. The ears of the listener started to twitch; the girl looked around see that the end of the road was a dead end. Lucy ran down the stairs and opened the door.
"Why are you out there?"Lucy asked.
"They're coming for me" the girl replied.
"Who are coming for you" Lucy called.
"Darklings" she called back.
As those words were said Lucy's blood ran cold ran could they be after her as well.