Later Zach POV…
As I wake I see a stone roof over my head, "How'd I get here?" I wonder briefly before the events previously come rushing back, "Matty! Is she alright?" I ask myself as I rush up. Only to feel as if two huge hammers are slamming into my temples.
"Ow my head," I groan as I lay my head down and wait for the spinning to stop.
"You okay sweetie?" asks the pleasant voice of Matty.
"My head," I groan once again, "It won't stop spinning."
I hear the thump of a bucket placed next to me, "Drink."
"But I'm not thirsty," I lie.
"You've been out for almost three days. You must drink."
"Fine," I sigh in defeat before slowly, tentatively taking a sip of the water.
"Good boy," she says with a condescending tone, "Now you should be feeling much better."
"Don't talk condescending to me," I say before attempting to gulp down the rest only to succeed in dumping the water and getting a bucket stuck on my head.
"I see you're awake," say a highly energetic and rapid voice.
"Clearly. And there is no bucket on my head," I comment as my voice comes back amplified by said bucket.
"There is," argues the voice.
"Prove it," I comment.
"Well for one your looking the wrong way. What else?" he asks as he thinks, "Oh yeah and I can see it. Let me see if I can remove it."
A bit of pulling later and my head is freed from it's wooden prison, "Hello I am Yrahcaz," I hold out my claw, "And you are?"
Without taking the handshake he introduces himself, "I am Volteer, Electrical Guardian, scholar, and intellectual extraordinaire."
"I don't know about here, but it's rude to not shake hands where I'm from."
"Za- I mean Yrahcaz, they don't have handshakes here."
"Oh, how about we demonstrate?" we say before demonstrating.
"That is an amazing tradition! I'll start using that! Where did it come from? As a matter of fact where are you from?"
"Matty and I come from a place known as the town of Porter, Texas, it's part of America."
"It will be fascinating to find out more of your traditions. I shall look up your home in my books."
"Have fun," because it won't be in them.
"I see your awake and well," says Ignitus as Volteer leaves, "The vision pool shows that you are to be a great dragon. As such Volteer and I have decided to train you as a guardian."
"What element will I be guarding?"
"That is not how it works. A guardian is a dragon who is quite adept at their respective element and has vowed to help all species of the realms no matter how extraneous their demands may be."
"Well what element will I be using?"
"Whatever your best at. But first flight training."
"I can't fly."
"That can change."
