Miku
It was a miracle that I didn't faint right then and there. I swallowed thickly. I couldn't feel the rain pelting my skin anymore; I was too numb to feel anything. The dragon titled its' head, as if confused.

Do...you not know? It asked. I shook my head, not being able to form any words. The dragon paused, looking deep in thought, and I held my breath, not quite sure what to do. Logically, people would run away as fast as they could. I would've, too, if it weren't for my curiosity. Every instinct I had screamed for me to run, to get away, and my mind was a jumbled mess of terror and confusion. However, the dragon had peeked my interest when he called me 'your highness'. Did that mean I was royalty of some sort?

I had to contain a laugh just at the thought; no way I could be royalty. I wasn't pretty. I wasn't smart. My mom and dad are elitists and perfectionists with impossibly high expectations and an equally impossibly low understanding of knowing how to love someone other than themselves. But, then again, perhaps they might have been royalty, and for some reason lived a normal life. That would explain why they look at everyone like they're lowly peasants and expect expensive, nice things and mounts of respect, at least. But still, I just couldn't picture it.

The dragon laid down, the earth trembling slightly as he did so. He extended his wing- the one closest to me- and seemed to hesitate. I couldn't keep you warm in this form... he muttered. I frowned, slightly confused.

"T-This form?" I squeaked. "You have more than one?" He nodded, then retracted his wing.

Yes, my lady, he said, and I couldn't help the small tremor of surprise at how formal he seemed for a dragon. I am an elemental-type dragon. My form is usually determined by the weather, but I can still change it by will. I nodded, a little dumbfounded by the fact that I was saved by a dragon- an "elemental-type" of dragon- and we were having a small conversation. He closed his eyes, and a small humming sound started from deep within his throat. I watched in amazement at the transformation.

It started with his claws and spikes. They were turning from crystal clear ice to sharp, black shiny ones that vaguely reminded me of obsidian. Then it was the underbelly and tail. The frosty white slowly turned darker and darker until it was a dark red color and small cracks of red mixed with orange and yellow appeared, as if it were imitation lava or something similar. The white of the wings slowly turned darker and darker and began to change color. The bottom was a dark red color, but as it went up, it slowly turned to orange, then yellow, and surprisingly, pink and purple. All the colors on the dragon's wings seemed to fade into different colors; they were the colors of fire and of the twilight, I realized.

The neck, which had been white with frost crisscrossing it, changed into a soft red color with lines that looked lava making its' way across. The head was red with tinges of orange and yellow, now, and the eyes were a beautiful golden color, as if someone had taken molten gold and made his eyes out of it. There were small waves of occasional orange and red, giving it a fiery, fierce look. His current form was just as beautiful as his last.

As soon as he changed, there was a burst of heat surrounding him. He raised his wing and propped it over my head, shielding me from the rain, which was still going strong, and which surprisingly kept me warm. It was as if I was standing- or, more appropriately, sitting- under a really warm heater. Even the wind didn't make me shiver, and I relaxed just a bit. The dragon made a satisfied hum in the back of his throat.

Warm? He asked. I nodded

"Yeah. Thanks." I said. He nodded slightly.

"S-So, you're a dragon..." I muttered. "I thought there were no such thing...how has nobody discovered you yet? How are you even here? Are there more of you?" The questions came pouring out of my mouth before I could stop them. Then a thought came to me. If he was real, what else was real? Mermaids? Fairies? Ghouls? The thought that all the things that I grew up thinking were fantasy could actually be real gave me both a shiver of excitement and fear. Excitement because the friendly mythical creatures I've heard about could be real, and fear because they could be real. Because if the friendly ones were alive, then the hostile ones must be, too.

Yes. I am a dragon, He said, seemingly amused, and yes, there are other dragons. People in the middle ages knew about dragons and such. We were worshiped, feared, and sometimes hunted. The hunts became too much, not only for us dragons, but for the others, too. So we all went into hiding. He paused for a minute, and I realized that I was holding my breath, eagerly waiting for him to finish. I exhaled slowly, and he continued.

We were all disturbingly near extinction. We hid a little too long, and as time went by, people began to forget about us. We faded into legends and myths. We're not exactly hiding too much anymore, though, but we wander around in our area. We're still wary about humans, so we don't go near cities too much. Humans have caught glimpses of some of us, though. For example, the Loch Ness Monster, Bigfoot, the El Chupacabra, and even fairies- they were sometimes mistaken as UFO's because of the bright ball of light they emit at night- have been seen. As for the rest of us, He paused uncertainly, as if he wasn't sure if he should tell me the rest.

"Please go on," I said. I was dying to know what was going to happen. I probably sounded like a child, but I didn't care. He seemed to consider something, then once again continued.

We have a place where the humans haven't found yet, mostly because the normal people- as in, people who don't have powers like you- cannot see it. It is mostly peaceful there. Beautiful, as well. We call it Lucifenia. I paused, trying to take it all in.

"So they're real?" I whispered. "Mermaids? Pixies? Trolls? Golems? Elves? Dwarfs? Pegasuses? Unicorns? Centaurs? Satyrs?" The dragon seemed to nod.

Yes. They're real- all of them. He said. I couldn't help the excitement and shock that made its' way to my face at the answer.

"That's so cool..." I muttered. "How old are you? A hundred years old? A thousand?" I asked with genuine curiosity. After the story he'd told me, it was so detailed it seemed as if he was actually there.

I was born 16 years ago, He replied. He titled his head to the left a little. It appears that you would be 16 in human years as well... I smiled softly and nodded.

"Yes," I said. "I turned 16 around 2 months ago," He blinked.

I see, he said, happy birthday, then. How did you celebrate? I gave a small smile as I recalled the day. Usually, I spent my birthdays alone and treated it like any normal day. If my parents even remembered, they didn't show it. But Len somehow knew, and freaked when I told him that it was never treated like a special occasion. ("It's fine, though. It's no big deal- my family and I treat it like a normal day." "What? No big deal? You gotta be kidding me! It's your birthday, Miku! Oh, God. I can't- I can't even right now.") After that, he took my to the amusement park, then to his house to celebrate ("This is not acceptable." "But-" "No 'but's', Miku dear. You. Me. Amusement park after school. We're going to eat a shit load of cake.")

"I celebrated with my best- or, only- friend. We went to the amusement park then to his house and ate a bunch of junk food and talked for a while. It was nice." I admitted. The dragon tilted his his head, and I realized that I didn't know what to call him.

"What's your name?" I asked.

Rei. He replied, and I nodded silently.

"Well, hello, Rei." I said. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Miku Hatsune."

So that happened. There's a dragon now ^-^

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