He was grateful to see the bus appear. But stayed back when they got on themselves. They go to his school. Awesome. He got on himself and sat in the middle of the bus. Peering out the stained window and watch the empty buildings and pedestrians going on a daily stroll. He heard voices coming towards the bus and saw an African American boy wearing a light blue sweater and shorts with a small hat.
To Ray, he looked like a elderly gentleman. The boy was overweight but seemed to be at a moderate weight. He panted as he told the bus driver why he was late. "Don't let it happen again. Get here on time or I'm leaving you." The driver gruffed. The boy sat down next to Ray and checked his bag to see if he had everything. "Surprised you actually showed up fatso." One of the boy's snickered. Ray glared at them.
"Who do they think-" "That's Carney and his friends. Carney just so happens to be a rich kid a rich kid and believes he can do anything and get away with it. Sorry for interrupting you. Figured I tell you." The boy didn't look up from his brief explanation. Ray gave him a look of confusion.
"Uh...no problem. Thanks for telling me. I'm Raiden by the way. Raiden Peirce Okamoto. You?" He extended his hand to shake the boy's. He looked up and shook his hand. "Gabriel Wallace. Or you can call me Gabe." They smiled at one another and continued to talk for a while as the bus drove to the other stops. "You have the game Change o Bots? The recent addition too! Now way!" "Yeah, bought it recently. But it's occupied by my brothers. And don't let me play on it and expect me to do their homework."
"How many brothers do you have?" Ray pondered. "2 older brothers. But expect me to do stuff for them." "They are older than you and they make you do stuff for them? Wow," Gabriel sighed. "Yeah, it's annoying. Do you have siblings Ray?" Ray shook his head.
"No siblings. Lucky me huh?"
Hate is a very strong word. A word he knows all too well. And he hates his sister. Hate is not good enough, more like despise his sister to the boiling parts of his soul! He groaned in pain as he tried to get up from his sister's surprise attack. He caught the Burnblitz Lizards and was about to make a fire to cook them. Just because he's a carnivore doesn't mean he has to eat his food raw all the time.
Being half dragon meant his can control fire but he couldn't fly or breathe fire like the other dragons. Just when he was about to start a fire, he heard wing beats and a strong force crash into him. In his peefiferal vision was large claws.
"Moorna," He growled. "I see you still live you worthless excuse of a dracon. Well if you ever deserved to be called one." Said dragon snarled. Barring her teeth. Her wings were her arms. A bone crest coming out of her head. Two of her teeth forming out of her mouth acting like tusks. Pointing upward making it almost impossible for her prey to escape her when she bites down.
She charged forward and grabbed Tatsurion and proceeded to throw him across the lava rock. "An embarrassment to us all! To dragon kind! Why didn't you just DIE!" She roared and prepared for another attack. Tatsurion got up but was exhausted from his hunt. Burnblitz Lizards are not easy to catch. He knew he had to be vigilant. Especially when it comes to surprise attacks but knowing Moorna. She always seemed to have the upper hand. But he won't give in. Especially to her. Never to Moorna! "I don't die Moorna. Even if I did, I won't do so by your claws." Tatsurion snarled. Getting into position to counter her attacks "I'd rather have it done by someone who is actually capable of doing so and not wail about it."
In response to his insult, the wyvern dragon charged forward roaring up a blaze. Tatsurion stood up and pulled out the chains out of his wrist gauntlets. Pulling his arms back and launched them at her. So much for dinner tonight.