Hey there, this is my first fan fiction that isn't just drabbles. Please be gentle, but reviews are appreciated. In case you didn't notice from the title this is a story where a girl from our world is dumped into the world of Alagasia. A world with elves, dragons, dwarves and an evil king. I know it seems cliché, but I haven't seen this done for this particular world with a female protagonist. Hopefully I won't fall into overused stereotypes. Please let me know what you think.
"They'll never break me." I say that mantra over and over again as Leia, my latest foster mom continues to yell at me and the younger girls. She starts screaming about how hard she works and I tune her screaming out and imagine myself in my most recent book crush, Alagasia. I let the tiny, cramped, kitchen that smells like spam fade away and imagine flying on my very own dragon. We'd fly over the mountains. The wind against my skin as the sun dips low in the horizon.
The sound of shattered glass brings me back. Leia heaves and the remains of a glass lie on the table in front of us and I feel a trickle of blood on my right jaw. The girls whimper and cringe, I reach up and carefully touch my jaw and decide enough's enough. "Why don't you go lie down, we'll take care of dinner." Leia eyes me, but I keep my eyes steady and voice calm. She looks away and sighs, "Why can't you all just go away?" she whimpers more to herself, more then us. Leia has strong mood swings. One moment she's nice and normal, the next she's screaming and breaking things. She stumbles out of the room, probably to crash into her bed. With a sigh my shoulders slump. I'm tired. Tired of this house. Tired of having no control over my life. "Grab the broom, quickly." I order the other two foster girls, who rush to clean up all the glass.
I walk to the sink to wash the blood from my hand. When I turn the knob for water, a loud roar fills my ears and the water turns a bright blue. It nearly glows and I run my hand under it and watch as is flows through my fingers. Suddenly a blinding light fills my vision and I feel myself falling.
I open my eyes to find myself high above the ground and falling. Far beneath me I see the ground, but what catches my attention is the two brightly colored dragons that hover below me. One red and one blue. My throat begins to hurt and I realize I'm screaming.
As I get closer to the dragons I notice two figures sitting on each dragon. I fall between the dragons and the air vibrates with the beat of their wings. The ground rushes up to meet me and I brace myself for certain death when the blue dragon suddenly appears beneath me and the rider reaches out and grabs my arm. He pulls me into him and I force myself to breath, trying to calm my racing heart. He, I realize it's a he, pulls me to his chest, facing away from him and I grab onto a blue spike and press myself against the dragon's neck, clinging for dear life. I hear him shout from behind me, "Who are you?" I try to answer, but my throat closes and I feel nauseous. Not wanting to throw up on the dragon I bend to the side and see the ground with small spots, I realize are people and get vertigo. For the second time a blinding light fills my vision and I fall into the void.