Update: 12/3/15 (A/N: sentence in bold is the start of my added in paragraph it's important, so I advise you to read the whole paragraph)

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Scaled Secrets

Cammie closed her front door and sighed in relief knowing she had made it home before her mom. Dealing with her mother's wrath was not exactly something she wanted to deal with at the moment.

The house was quiet like it always is when she's home alone. Walking to the kitchen, the wooden floorboards creaked, every step coming with a loud groan. The walls were still painted that awful mustard yellow color though her mother was positive they would get re-painted before then end of the year. Pictures of her and Sarah were placed proudly on the walls, stopping at the kitchen doorway.

In the kitchen, cherry-red cabinets were placed under the sink, on both sides of the old white fridge, and over the chipped marble counters. There was a small wooden table blacked by a corner window with a small vase and fake flowers in the middle.

Grabbing a bowl and some rice, Cammie took apart her phone and placed the parts in. Hopefully the rice will do its job and save her electronic device from death.

"Why me? Why can't Dillon bother some other girl?" She asked herself.

You can't hate him too much. He did save your life.

Cammie knew her lovely conscience was right. How can you hate someone when they had saved your life? Twice?

She sighed in frustration and took lazy steps to her room, taking the bowl of rice with her.

Green was Cammie's favorite color so it would only make sense for her walls to be painted a dark forest green. Her room wasn't too big and wasn't too small. It was just the right size to be able to fit queen sized bed by her window, the one that over looked the woods across the street, as well as a desk that sat by her door frame and a closet across from her bed. A few pillows and beanbag chair decorated a corner, it's company, a small book shelf. Simple yet perfect.

Cammie plopped on her bed with a groan, wanting nothing but rest and to be away from this crazy world. Sleep was an escape. An escape from Josh, an escape from Dillon, and an escape from all the homicides that have been going on for the last two months. Okay. So, maybe she didn't want an escape from Dillon. Possibly, only the way he's been acting. Appearing out of no where, fighting an animal that was supposed to exist only in books and movies, and his stupid riddles.

You can see but you are blind. She mocked in her head.

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Her mind was too tired to think about it though. After getting dressed into dry pajamas, she snuggled into her bed thinking of the very person she couldn't understand.

Dillon.

The way his eyes were nothing like a humans. How he could appear out of no-where. The strange way he made her feel with his dumb nicknames. Even his 'ya' and 'ta's weren't as annoying as she had first thought. His stupid smile made her stomach do a little summersault; the way the left side of his mouth turned up farther than his right making his dimple slightly deeper. She didn't like thinking about these things but they wouldn't leave her mind. She had felt the same way about Zach during the football game Macey dragged her to.

Then she thought him. About Zachary in all his annoying glory. His tousled brown hair always made Cammie want to run her hand through it, no matter how much she told herself she didn't like him. She thought about his strong cheek bones and jaw line were so defined it looked as if he were sculpted and imagined what it would be like to run her fingers along it. His eyes were a bright green that sparkled when light hit them just the right way. Those very eyes were always on guard, searching as if something were ready to jump out at him.

As Cammie thought about the two boys, a thought came to mind.

Why is everyone all of the sudden having green eyes? First there was Zach, then the detective, and now Dillon (not to mention the weird way his looked like a reptiles. A strange asset that she could only blame a mutation on).

Cammie pushed her thoughts from the two strange boys and everything else that has been happening, wanting nothing but peace and rest. Her soft blue eyes were fluttering closed when she heard the front door opened.

"Cammie , I'm home!" Cammie groaned and got up to greet her mother.

"Hey mom?" She asked once she reached the kitchen.

"Hmm?" Sarah asked while she put groceries away

"Have you seen anything. . . I don't know, strange lately?" If Sarah was bothered by the question, she didn't show it. Instead, she put down a can of beans and rested her waist on the counter.

"What do you mean by 'strange'?" Sarah's knees shook slightly, knowing what Cammie was talking about, but wanting to hear it come out of her mouth.

"I don't know, like, weird animals? People appearing out of no-where?" Cammie shook her head and gave a dry chuckle. "I think I'm going crazy." But she wasn't. The sixteen year old girl remembered something like this before. In a book. One that her mom read to her as a child a story about a beast in the woods that tried to attack a girl, described exactly how what she saw in the woods with Dillon looked. She recalled how the book told of a kind gentlemen, how he saved the girl from the beast. A gentlemen that wore all black, that of a simple blacksmith. Surely this wasn't some imagination of a childhood memory. It was real. It was all real.

There was an awful chill in the air. Painted leaves scratched the window when ever there was a strong gust of wind. Sarah looked at Cammie, paying no attention to the world around her. She knew this day would come. It doesn't help that the Circle is coming for her. They'll do anything to expose Cammie of everything she thought existed in literature and movies. Anything to cause fear and confusion in her mind.

"Sorry, Cam. I don't think I have." Sarah pushed herself of the counter and walked up to Cammie, putting the back of her cool hand on Cammie's forehead. "Are you feeling alright? Your a little warm." This wasn't a lie. Cammie's head was getting warmer and warmer by the minute. She sneezed and her eyes became droopy.

"I shouldn't have let you walk home in the rain." Sarah went to the bathroom coming out with a thermometer. "Put this in your mouth while I make some tea." Cammie did as told and sat down at the kitchen table. Looking out the window, Cammie wondered what that animal exactly was, and if it was just her imagination. Maybe Dillon was just some person her mind made up in an act of boredom.

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It was night now. The clouds had scattered leaving a small dusting of the water vapor at random spots. The moon shown bright and proud down on earth forming a glow on a few trees and white mailboxes. There was no breeze which allowed Cammie to be able to hear the music nature offered. Owls hooted and wolves howled while there was a steady flow of tree frogs as they called out to each other in a loud but peaceful chirp. Stars twinkled throughout the sky and the moon was a magnet for any bug smart enough to fly to it instead of a porch light.

It was like there was never as storm that day.

Cammie sat on her bed with her window open and a box of tissues in her hand, happy she didn't have a bad fever. Maybe she was going crazy. Maybe that animal she saw in the woods didn't really exist. Dillon, if he were even real, probably just thought it was funny to try and drown an unsuspecting little girl. But even if she tried to convince herself of this, Cammie still looked out in the woods, hoping to see the half bird half lion creature.

"This is stupid." Cammie huffed to herself "It's eleven thirty and I see nothing but bats and bugs." Skimming the woods once more, she bit her lip in thought.

I'm sure mom won't miss me if I were gone for a few minutes.

The girl got up from her bed and grabbed her fluffy black robe that hung off the back of her chair and walked down the stairs to the front entrance. She made sure her steps were close to the walls, trying to avoid as much noise as possible. Only a few floor boards creaked, each time Cammie cringed and waited a few seconds before continuing.

Reaching the front door, the girl smiled in victory and grabbed her black winter boots. Once tied, she slowly unlocked the door before opening it. The cold night air bit at her skin making her flinch back slightly in shock.

It still smells like rain. She thought as the moist air blew past her.

The girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath. All thoughts of what could go horribly wrong ignored, thinking of this as only an adventure.

Here goes nothing.

She stepped out side, quietly closing the door behind her. The moon created a perfect flashlight for Cammie. She walked on the grass to avoid any sounds of walking thanking the rain for making the leaves wet and soggy; muting her sound.

She walked across the road and jumped over a ditch, coming face to face with the trees. Like always, they stood tall and proud, guarding the plants and other living creatures inside. Cammie could see the glow of three pairs of deer eyes on her right but they were too far away for her to tell which ones were buck, doe, and faun. She turned back to face the woods and took a step forward. Her feet shuffled through puddles and mud with every step. The sound of the water moving beneath her feet didn't trouble her any. Slopes created by ant hills and random mounds of dirt were almost dry from the runoff, only making the ground lower than then more saturated. Moss that grew on the trees making random patterns that no artist could ever muster up enough talent to copy. Taking her hand, Cammie pressed her fingers on one of the moss pads and the force made water leak out and small fuzzes of green to come off on her skin.

She spent ten minutes walking through trees, twisting and turning praying that there were no bugs on her or bats stalking as she wandered. Finally, she came to a small opening. Tree branches cut off most of the light making it hard for Cammie to see. Looking around, she found a large fallen tree branch and sat on it.

No weird animals. No Dillon. Is it really just my imagination?

She jumped when something walked out of the bushes, thinking it was Dillon then sighed when she saw it was just a bunny. She didn't dare touch it, afraid of getting scratched or bit.

Cammie sat for a while longer, looking around. After a few minutes, she got up to look for the opening she had found the other day. Dead flowers covered bushes while soggy dead leaves clung to her feet as she trudged through tiny swamps created by the rain from earlier that day. Fifteen minutes later, Cammie found herself out of luck. She was lost. Trails were becoming too dark and eerie, knotted with roots and bushes that had one to many thorns.

"Dang it!" Cammie shouted, stomping her foot. "Why did you even come out to look for this stupid creature? You're so stupid, Cammie!"

"I could agree with that." Cammie screamed and swung at the intruder. He easily dogged the blow and grabbed her wrist. The un armed teen girl was ready to yell at Dillon. Tell him to stop sneaking up on her. But when she looked up, her eyes became wide.

"Why so surprised to see me, Cam?" Zach asked with a smirk. This wasn't one of his playful teasing smirks. It was more dangerous. His eyes were dark and he was dressed similar to Dillon. Zach scowled and glared at Cammie. "Why are you here, Cam? This isn't a place for little girls to be at night." Cammie glared at Zach as this was the second time he decided to sound like her mother.

"Oh yeah? Why are you here? Gonna kill someone else? I bet that's why you and that Dillon kid are in the woods. He's probably hiding the body right now huh? Let go of me or I'm gonna scream!" She shouted. Cammie didn't know where all that came from. She didn't even suspect Dillon or Zach to be the murderer. She was just scared and mad.

Zach pulled Cammie against his chest and leaned down so his lips were brushing her ear.

"I'm not the killer Cam, and I don't know who this 'Dillon' kid is." he growled. "I suggest you go home before you get hurt." Cammie pushed Zach away and scoffed.

"Is that a threat? Gosh, Zach, I thought you weren't the killer." She paused for a moment then scrunched her nose and fisted her hands. "And I'm not a little girl."

Their surroundings were quiet and still, the only light was the moon and even the trees covered up some of it. Zach crossed his arms and looked at Cammie up and down while she just wished she had brought a flashlight so she could clearly see around herself.

Finally, after a few moments of awkward silence, Zach spoke.

"Could have fooled me," Cammie glared and was ready to yell at him when something flew past her face and stuck to the tree next to her. The two became stiff as the sound of something splintering off bark cracked through the air. They turned and faced the object, Zach's senses now high.

A knife. A small one. It's blade was sharp and thin with a white handle sporting a symbol Cammie could barely make out in the dark of the night.

It was capitol C inside a circle. Just that small symbol at then end of the handle made her spine go stiff. She gasped and Zach grabbed her wrist and ran.

They're coming for me. Was all she could think.

Another knife whizzed by, followed by another, and another. It was an ambush, that much was obvious. And that scared Cammie more than anything.

"Dammit!" Zach yelled and in an act of reflex, pushed Cammie to the side, making her fall between a bundle of bushes. He hoped she was smart enough to crawl through the brush of thick plants and stay as out of sight as possible while he lead them away from her.

Zach kept running, trying to rip the knife from his shoulder without bumping it further in. He turned left down a narrow path and came to a dead-end. His breath was ragged as he looked around, trying to find the best tree to climb. It wasn't the best hiding spot thanks to the leaf-less branches, but it would have to do. Once up on the tallest tree, an oak, he sat and waited for the Circle agents to give up and leave. From his height, he could see the group split up going down every trail looking for him and the girl. He knew that at some point, he might get caught but knew he'd rather have him get taken away than Cammie.

As Zach looked through the thick branches that acted as his shield, one of the agents looked up, searching as best he could through every single twisting branch. Zach's eyes grew wide, a zap of hurt and betrayal flowed through him and he wanted to yell, scream, and pull every single strand of hair out from his head.

Josh looked around, his eyes sweeping over Zach for a brief second, then looking at a man next to him.

"I don't see anyone, Sir." Josh told the guy. He only nodded and the two left.

Minutes flew by with Zach still hiding in the tree, still cautious and assuming there might be an agent hiding somewhere to grab him. But when he was sure the coast was clear, Zach leaped down from the tree and roughly ripped the knife from his shoulder, obserfing the sharp object before angrily whipping it to the ground in frustration.

Josh. That fucking traitor!

Cammie didn't dare let her body come above the lowest bushes. Her knees cramped as she crawled along the muddy ground, staying hidden out of sight for as long as she could. Her robe was now full of twigs and mud and probably had a good amount of holes in it from getting caught on the bushes, but that didn't matter. Right now, her life was at stake.

Just as she about to move down another path, an arms wrapped around her waist and a hand snaked around her head to cover her mouth. She sucked in a deep breath of cold air through her nose to get ready to scream for Zach when a low, soft voice spoke in her ear.

"Don't scream Sweetheart. I'm gonna get ya out of here." Dillon grabbed Cammie's hand and started running.

"Who are they Dillon? You and Zach know something. What's going on?" Cammie was trying not to cry, but she couldn't help the tears that spilled over and were now running down her face. "They're the killers, aren't they?"

"I'll explain later but right now, I need ya ta get on my back." Dillon suddenly stopped. Cammie only hesitated a second before doing as told. She heard yelling in the distance, shivering when someone said her name.

"Hang on Sweetheart, the ride's gonna get a little bumpy." Cammie did as told, amazed at how fast Dillon could run with one hundred-twenty extra pounds on his back.

Everything past that happened in slow motion. To Cammie anyway. Almost like a movie that wanted to make sure she could see everything that was happening so there was no confusion.

Dillon ran into a clearing. A log was in front of him and instead of tripping over it, he jumped. But he never made a landing. Instead, Dillon's neck grew almost six feet longer and as wide as a tree trunk. Dark green and black scales crawled up his spine and to his head that was now longer with a narrow mouth- a snout like feature baring sharp rows of teeth. His ears were small and pointed, reminding her of a cat's. Wide long wings sprouted form his sides and a long thick tail grew from behind them. Dillon roared into the night sky, something of what sounded like a battle cry. Cammie screamed and hung on tighter and they got higher and higher in the air.

She was flying. Well, she wasn't flying, but the boy, that apparently wasn't just a boy, was. The wind whipped her face, cold and bitter. The dragon blew fire into the night sky creating a large ring. Next thing she knew, they were flying through it. Cammie closed her eyes, waiting for the burn, but it never came. Istead, she felt a rush of longing in her, longing and sorrow. She didn't dare open her eyes, the feelings traipsing her in confusion. Minutes went by, her sobs decreasing while the motion of his boy- of this animal- and the sounds of its wings flapping through the air lulled her. Finally, after a few moments, she slowly peeled her eyes open and her mouth dropped in amazement.

They were flying over a forest, larger than Cammie has ever seen. The trees weren't empty, but instead full of leaves that were painted red, orange, yellow, and a bright gold. Not one leaf was green. It was like Autumn was too afraid to let its leaves fall, so they kept them as a treasure to always remember its glorious colors. The sun shown bright and high in the sky more radiant than ever before. It was hard to miss its golden rays, because they were so visible and they shimmered as if excited. Out of no where, the sky became foggy and white. She laughed and reached her hand out, touching the fluffy cloud not caring that she was getting wet. It was like she was getting misted at a waterpark, a fun and free one.

The dragon landed in a large opening in the forest. Cammie slid off his back, reality of what just happened finally sinking in. She looked at the large reptile before her, knowing it was Dillon, but not understanding how. It had the same eyes as him, his scales were all different shades of brown with black mixed in, just like his bipolar hair. His tongue looked like a fork, the same as a snakes except he didn't come with a hiss.

They just stood there, looking at each other. Dillon made no move, afraid he would startle her.

The forest was quiet, only sounds of animals Cammie didn't feel were normal made small disturbances of the peace.

"Oh my gosh." She whispered putting a hand over her mouth. Dillon turned back to his human form, and Cammie closed her eyes, knowing he didn't have any clothes on. After a minute, she felt cold hands on her face making her flinch.

"Don't be afraid of me, Sweetheart." Dillon whispered. "It's still me." Cammie opened her eyes but still faced the ground, afraid of what she might see. "Look at me, Sweetheart." Dillon lifted her chin so she was looking at him. He had somehow gotten a pair of pants on but he was shirtless. Cammie tried hard not to blush at that fact.

"What the heck just happened?" She asked in a whisper. "Where are we? Who were those people? What- what's going on?" Cammie wanted to pass out. She wanted dark to eat away at her so she didn't have to face what ever dream or sick reality this was.

Dillon hugged her, Cammie didn't protest but pressed her face to his chest holding back a tired and muddled sob. He ran his hand through her hair, squeezing her to him as if he didn't hold her tight enough, she might disappear.

"I'll explain later, Sweetheart. I promise." There was a sound of rustling leaves and low grunting from the trees, followedd by a very angry voice.

"You will explain nothing to her." Zach spat walking out of the forest. Dillon glared at him, annoyed that he ruined the moment. The small blonde looked to Zach and stepped out of his arms with a small blush.

Zach was beat up. His face was full of cuts and bruises, and blood soaked his black shirt. He looked irritated, tired, and another emotion she couldn't quite place.

"I'm going to take her to the King, tell him you brought her here, and that you exposed her to this place." Zach stalked over to the two and grabbed Cammie's hand.

"Where are we, Zach?" Cammie asked. If Dillon wouldn't tell her anything, maybe Zach would.

"We're in the Golden Woods, which is in the Gallagher Kingdom." Zach explained. Cammie looked around her, trying to slow her heart rate down. "Now no further questions."

Golden Woods was a perfect name for this place. Not only were leaves painted gold and colors similar to it, but the bark on the trees and bushes were a dark amber; close to brown, but not quite. The sun just added to the color, making everything luminous and bright.

The birds that chirped overhead sounded the same but once one came into Cammie's line of vision, she realized these birds were not like what she was use to. It had midnight black feathers, red on the tips of it's wings. The bird's tail was long with a sharp point at the bottom end. It's eyes were a blood red color and on it's red beak were tiny razor sharp teeth. It stared at Cammie as she and the two boys walked through to forest, targeting her for what, Cammie didn't know. She squeezed Zach's hand and stepped closer to him. Zach smiled and looked down at her. It felt good to have her go to him for protection, her needing him at that moment was probably the only good thing that came out of the whole dilemma. But Zach would never thank Dillon for it.

"We'll be there soon Cam, but this forest isn't like the woods back home in the mortal world. There are creatures that don't care who or what they hurt, as long as they cause pain. You'll have to keep your eyes open and stay away from every animal and bug you see."

"Or I could just fly her to the castle." Dillon mumbled from the other side of her.

"I think you've done enough, Dillon." Zach sped up, dragging Cammie with him.

She was ready to wake up. This dream was strange and confusing. Sure, dragons were real scary monsters to her when she was six, but now, the only thing she needs to be scared of are tests and mean teachers. Birds with stingers and teeth only existed in books and deadly animals were known as sharks and lions. Where this dream came from, Cammie didn't know, but she wanted to wake up. And soon. But just thinking about how Zach said mortal world made her head spin. It was like reality finally took a toll on her, claiming that it wasn't what she thought it was. That normal was really just a façade and things weren't always what she had thought. Because where there's mortal, there's also immortal. That was the type of logic no one dared believe in.

"You don't have to be afraid Cam. You'll get used to this world soon enough." Dillon said, touching her right hand in a way to give her comfort. "Remember, it's home."

Home. No. Her home was back in Toseville. Why does Dillon always say the woods is her home? She's no savage or animal. But the longer she thought about it, the more her longing for this place increased. It was as if the nature around her rejoiced in the fact that she was here, growing taller and more straight if even just slightly.

The three teens were more than half way to the kingdom. Dillon tried to talk to Cammie, earning a glare from Zach and silence from the small blonde who was still in shock of the whole thing.

Zach wanted nothing more than to hold Cammie's hand forever. He loved the feel of her soft skin on his. He only wished he made a move earlier. If he had, then he wouldn't have to worry about Dillon. Now, Zach has more things to worry about. Like keeping Cammie away from the Circle and keeping his head from being torn off by King Matthew for bringing the girl into this world. . . . Even though it wasn't his fault. It doesn't help with the fact that Josh is apparently a traitor of Gallagher. No doubt King Matthew is going to force Zach to either get Josh back on his side, or kill him.

The three have been walking for hours and have only gotten three fourths of the way to the castle. Cammie's eyes started closing and her steps became slower and more sloppy. Zach had finally decided to stop and let her rest after she tripped over a small dead mushroom.

Dillon found some leaves and moss that would work nice for bedding and, after some bickering between the two boys, made Zach lay the sleeping girl on it.

"I don't see why you don't leave." Zach grumbled while he untied Cammie's robe and gently took it off of her so he could lay it down as a blanket. "We are perfectly fine with out you being such a drag." Dillon leaned against a tree staring at the sky.

"You're just jealous that I was the first one to lock lips with her, that's all." He shrugged, grinning at Zach. "Don't worry Goode. You'll get over it." Zach stood up and was in front of Dillon in a flash, his eyes dark ending with a fiery glint.

"All you were doing was saving her life. It meant nothing to her but that." His voice was dark and angry. Fangs jutted out, barely crossing his lower lip. His skin became dark and he leaped over to Cammie's sleeping body, guarding her small frame to keep Dillon away.

"You don't scare me, Goode." Dillon yawned. "And I'm not going to fight over a girl. She'll come to me when she's ready." Zach hissed at Dillon who simply laughed.

"You just had to convince her the freaking woods was a good place for her didn't you? Home?" Zach scoffed. "That wasn't her home. Her home is with Sarah." The dragon boy 'tsked' in shame and shook his head.

"You know I was talking about this place. She's needed here, whether you like it or not."

"Why don't you go make yourself useful and get some fire wood. It's getting colder by the second and Cammie doesn't need to freeze to death." Zach refused to comment on Dillon's statement. The guy was right. Cammie was needed. And Zach had too much pride to admit that the dragon was right. But Dillon knew anyway, and he gave a sly grin.

"Why don't you, Goode? I'm comfortable right here." To prove his point, Dillon sat down and put his hands behind his head, crossing his ankles. Zach had no time to argue when he noticed Cammie start to shiver. Getting up, he glared at the dragon boy who looked more than happy with the way things were turning out.

"Try anything and I'll rip your heart out." with that, Zach raced off.

Dillon Lewis was a name everyone knew. He was known as a seductive creature, always playing with the women's mind. And it was true. He could get any girl he wanted with a simple wink. He hadn't been a virgin since he was thirteen.

On Dillon's sixteenth birthday, he decided to take a stroll out in the woods in the mortal world. He hadn't even been there for ten minutes when he saw her. Cammie Morgan. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Entranced by the way her hair flew and how her steps were so evenly placed when she walked. He knew she was to not be touched. Few people knew about King Matthew's daughter and those who did were not allowed to even glance at the girl while visiting the mortal town doing royal deeds for His Highness. But Dillon doesn't like to play by the rules.

Many nights he would sneak into her room or fly up to her window, silently mocking Sarah's way of protecting the girl. He would stare at Cammie and wonder what it would be like to have her. To hold her in his arms and never let go. He would think of them holding hands, kissing under the moonlight, even taking her virginity with caring love. He knew it was wrong, especially since she was the Princess of Gallagher, but he didn't care.

Now, here she was. In his land (and hers but she doesn't know that, yet). It would be so easy to snatch her up and take her to his home up in the mountains. They could live together with out Zach, the King, or even the Circle to bother them. But he knew that wasn't possible. Cammie was in her real home now. The Circle was still playing a game of Cat and Mouse and Zach already put a silent claim on her- not that that mattered to Dillon, but it just complicated things more.

He walked up to Cammie and stroked her face with his thumb and leaned in close to her ear.

"Soon we can be together, Sweetheart. I promise you that." He whispered. It's one thing to dance around the rules and another to completely disobey them. In Gallagher, it is wrong to take advantage of a sleeping women. If one does, he or she could be easily thrown out of the kingdom and even put to death. But looking at Cammie who was right in front of him, Dillon couldn't stop himself from leaning in and kissing her soft lips.

"I love you."

Well, I love you too Dillon! Marry me?

Ugh, I think I fell in love with my own Character... how nice

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