Zak opened his eyes. Standing above him was lizard like creature with giant fangs and glowing red eyes. Zak quickly kicked the creature in the face and ran out of the room. He grabbed The Claw and tried to control the creature. Nothing happened. The creature charged towards Zak and pinned him up against the wall. To Zak's surprise, the creature started to speak.
"If you keep squirming around, it's going to hurt more," it said. It spiked a claw into Zak's chest, then let him go. The creature then disappeared into the darkness. Zak laid there, confused and in shock. Then his parents came in.
"Zak," screamed Drew, "are you okay? Did it hurt you?"
"I'm fine, mom," Zak replied. Doc looked at the cut in Zak's chest.
"Man," he said, "that Varadactyl Lizard really got you." Zak looked at him.
"What's a Varadactyl Lizard?" he asked.
"The Varadactyl Lizard is a creature that used to live in the Mojave Desert," Drew explained. "There is only one known to exist."
"We rescued it several years ago," Doc added. "Everything was fine; but then you were born."
"The Varadactyl Lizard saw something of interest in you, and tried to attack you," Drew said, "but we made a deal with him; as long as we left out a good meal for him every night and stayed in our room, he would leave you alone." Zak was amazed. He had no idea about any of this until now.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?" he asked.
"We didn't find it important to tell you," Drew replied. "Now, go back to bed, I'm making pancakes in the morning."