Dragon of the Winds By: Rika Kisuktai


Chapter 11!

Rai's POV

I own Airia, Rika, and Leon

I do not own Xiaolin Showdown

YAY!


Chapter 11: Learning to walk

I laid in the bathroom, exhausted.

Are you sure that the pain is over?

Yes. The feathers will prickle a little when they come in, but it's not painful.

Thank god.

I heard a knock on the door.

"Raimundo? Are you done transforming?" Rika's voice came from behind the door.

She opened the door slowly and gasped.

"Hmmm. Can you get up?"

"I can barely move." I murmured.

It was hard to talk with a snout and a mouth full of fangs.

It takes practice. It took me 423 years to learn.

Just how old are you?

None of your business...

She pulled a rag out of a cabinet and ran it underneath the water in the sink.

She knelt close to my face.

I didn't like her being that close to my face.

I let out a small growl, deep in my throat.

"Raimundo, get a grip on your instincts. I don't need you biting my hand off." Rika said firmly.

I realized what I was doing and I stopped.

Rika started to gently wipe off the blood on my face.

I felt…I don't know…touched? I barely knew her and yet her kindness touched me.

"So, what're you going to do know?" She asked.

"What're you talking about?" I asked back, confused.

"Well, you don't have to stay here forever. It's not like you have to live in exile for the rest of your life."

"…….I don't know. I hadn't thought about it." It was getting easier to speak with a snout full of fangs.

"Well, it's obvious that you need to stay here for at least a month."

"Why?"

"You need to learn how to fly, don't you?" She asked, moving on to clean the blood-splattered wall.

"I know how to fly."

"With wings?"

Not with wings.

"…..No."

"Exactly. It'll take at least a month for the feathers to fully grow in. When they do, I'll be able to teach you how to fly."

She stopped scrubbing the wall, and looked me in the eye.

"Sound like a deal?"

That plan sounds good. We can figure something out afterwards.

"Deal." I agreed. I was starting to get my strength back.

She stood up.

"Do you think you can walk?

"…I think so." I murmured.

I slowly got on my hands and feet, swaying dangerously.

"That's it Raimundo. Good job." She said it like I was a dog.

I glared at her.

I tried standing up straight, but I ended up falling on my face.

You are a dragon now Raimundo. You have to get around on four feet.

Oh goody. That sounds like fun.

I picked myself up again, starting to sway again.

I put one hand-

They're paws Raimundo.

Hand, paws, hooves, whatever!

Anyway, I put one paw in front of me and slowly brought my other paws forward.

I slowly made my way toward the door when I saw my reflection out of the corner of my eye.

My heart quickened as I turned my full attention toward it.

I looked like a miniature replica of Airia, with a few differences.

The main difference was my eyes and my hair.

My eyes were still dark green, and my dark brown hair had become longer and it looked like a mane running down my back.

My wings weren't as bare as before, now they were covered in wispy, warm down.

My stomach growled loudly.

"Go and tell Leon to get you some food. If he starts to complain, tell him that I said for him to." Rika said, still scrubbing the blood off the wall.

I nodded, and started to make my into the bedroom that connects the bathroom and the living room.

Raimundo, are you all right? You have not said much.

I stopped halfway in the doorway connecting the bedroom and the living room.

'I have not said much?'

'I HAVE NOT SAID MUCH?!?!?!'

IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED, I HAVE JUST WENT THROUGH A PAINFUL AND EXHAUSTING TRANSFORMATION INTO A DRAGON!!!!!!!

YOU SHALL NOT YELL AT ME, YOU UNGRAETFUL RUFFIAN!!!

I physically and mentally cowered at the power and fierceness in her voice.

I babbled an apology out loud.

Next time, think before you speak. It might save you pain.

Her voice was cold and angry, but I could hear a hint of sadness woven in.

I wobbled into the living room to see Leon sleeping.

Isn't there some saying that says 'Don't wake a sleeping lion'?

No. that would be 'let sleeping dogs lie'. I think Omi is rubbing off on you.

My stomach growled loudly again.

"Let me guess: Rika wants me to get you some food." Leon sighed.

"She told me to tell you." I said. I still felt nervous around him. He stretched, and headed out the front door.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"You're hungry aren't you? I'm gonna' teach how you to hunt."

"Hunt?"

"Yes hunt. You should learn, because I'm not going to be fetching your food forever."

We walked outside and I saw the yard for the first time.

……

………

IT WAS FREAKEN HUGE!

Miles and miles of land stretched out in front of me, and -do to my new dragon keenness- I could see a border fence almost 80 miles away in all directions. And the lake? It was GIGANTIC! Almost 3 miles by 3 miles in itself.

Don't act so surprised. Airia chided. Large creatures need large amounts of space.

I shook my dragonhead, partly in annoyance at Airia's comment and partly because my mane kept falling in my face.

Leon padded forward and then turned to face me.

" Your paws," he started. "Are a lot like my own."

He sat down and lifted a paw, showing me the padded bottom side. " The paws can soften the noise, but for many animals, that's not what matters. The vibrations are what need to be softened..."

Blah Blah Blah...Oh look! A butterfly!

He stood up and crouched into a stalking position. "Look at my paws." He commanded. I snapped to attention, looked down and saw the lion leaning on the backend of his paws. "This dulls the noise and the vibrations, very useful when you stalking prey."

Leon yawned, showing his pearly white teeth (which is really an understatement. I mean, they were way to sharp to be considered teeth. More like fangs.)

"Now" He growled, "go at it."

I crinkled my muzzle. "Me? But I don't know what to do!"

Yes you do. Just find a bison or something, and instinct will take over.

I mentally frowned at Airia's comment.

'I thought we were trying to loose -not use- the instincts.' I retorted.

Just trust me! She snapped in an exasperated tone.

I sniffed the air. Bison scent drifted towards me from my left.

I felt clumsy in my new skin. No. I was clumsy. I tripped over my forepaws twice before I got the hang of walking strait.

I heaved a large dragon sigh. Would I ever be normal again?

'Raimundo, you were never normal to begin with'

I snorted. How true.


Since I, as Captains ghostwriter, ended the chapter, I feel entitled to my own authors blab.

I dedicate this to my mom, dad, sister, Grandma, The grocery store owner, the milkman, that person walking their dog...

Oh crap.

No not the book!

Ow.

Me(Ghostwriter): Why did you hit me with a book?!

Captain Kisuktai: You're too conceited! And where's my name on that dedication?

Me(Ghostwriter): I was getting to it!

Captain Kisuktai: Uh huh, sure. Where, after your apple tree?

Me(Ghostwriter): (looks down at three foot long piece of paper) No, before that! You're after my Teddy Bear!

Captain Kisuktai: (lifts up shovel) You have three seconds before I go Secret Window all over your behind. 3… 2…

Me(Ghostwriter): Bye!! (hauls butt in opposite dicrection)

--TrappedInTheAttic AKA Captains Ghostwriter

Captain Kisuktai: (sets shovel down)………Yeah. Sorry it took so long to post. Been veeeeeeerrrry busy lately. Been working on 'Silent Sparrow' (which has exactly 3 chapters left! Just count them! I know you won't!)

Please read and review!

BANANAS!!!!!!!!