Great! Now new chapters are starting to go haywire. Just my damn luck.
Anyway, I don't own the cat, or the name of the cat. To be honest, the
name I got from playing Chrono Trigger, and the cat's description I got
from reading Edgar Allan Poe stories.
Chapter 8 - We are not alone.
The door opened slightly, letting a small figure into the room.
"Alfrador?????"
Alfrador was a stray cat that took a liking to Kyle before he moved to Gotham. He didn't own the cat, but he might as well have, since it bummed a ride to Gotham in the moving van. The black cat with a white patch on his chest jumped up onto Kyle's lap when he sat done.
"So you still recognize me."
Kyle scratched a spot behind Alfrador's ears, careful not to cut him with his claws. Then Alfrador purred, and that made Kyle feel a little better.
"I'm kind of curious how you knew it was me.since I don't look or sound the same. I don't even smell the same."
The cat meowed, and started moving around on his lap, like it felt something was wrong. Then Alfrador's tail brushed Kyle's nose. He sneezed, and accidentally melted the arm of his chair. Alfrador had gone running after the short burst of fire.
"Whoops.. Wait. I breathed fire????? . I shouldn't be so surprised I guess. I do LOOK the part of a dragon."
Meanwhile, Alfrador had run into Lisa's room. He leapt onto her bed, and she picked him up.
"Alfrador? How'd you get here?? Huh?"
Then she noticed that the cat seemed frightened.
"What scared you?"
Kyle had gone into the bathroom to look in the mirror. He saw a creature that was a mix of human and dragon stare back at him. Then he felt a dull ache from his wings, and unfolded one to check it. The muscles that moved the wings had grown, now making it impossible to keep them fully folded. They now stuck out a bit from his body, and made him cramped in the small room.
'Great, I'm stuck.'
He managed to get out of the bathroom after some struggle to get his wings to move enough to let him out. However, his wings caught on the doorframe.
"Aw crap."
He struggled to get free, and then realized he could bring his wings behind him. He did so, and walked away from the door before returning his wings to their resting position.
"Okay, note to self. I am no longer an indoor person. I am an outdoor dragon."
Then Kyle went back into his room, and closed the door. Then he sat down on his bed.
"How on earth am I going to tell my mother that the Splicers got me? 'Oh, Mom, guess what? The Splicer gang jumped me on my walk the first day here, and made me a dragon.' Yeah, THAT'LL go over well. Just as well as walking into her room right now."
Then he felt a dull ache all over. He had a feeling he knew what it was. Then he went to the window to try and climb out. Just like he figured, he bulked up even more. There was no way he was going to get through the window without making it bigger by breaking the wall, and he'd be caught in the act. His only option was walking out, and that was even worse.
"I needed this. Wait a second. the balcony!"
Kyle ran out of his room, down the hall, and opened the sliding glass door that opened onto a balcony big enough to have a small garden, and for this case, act as an exit.
"I'm glad I still fit through doors."
Then he took off into the night.
Kyle flew for almost an hour trying to find a suitable place to call home. If he didn't find anything soon, he'd have to use one of the warehouses in Old City. He'd rather use something a little more spacious, despite the warehouse's size. He'd rather not risk getting trapped inside if he bulked up in size again. Then he saw her. It was a large blue dragon, and it was flying around, as if searching for something. He hovered in the air, and stared cockeyed at her as best as he could, since his face was now a dragon-like one. He wasn't sure how he knew the dragon was female, since he learned the hard way dragons don't have outward signs of gender. He just knew. However, this dragon was NOT like him. No, this was a full-blown dragon, which he could tell from scent, was not a Splicer victim. He continued to hover there while he stared, utterly stupefied. Then the blue dragon flew off, as if unable to find what it was looking for. After a minute, he finally snapped out of it.
"I MUST be going nuts. Well, maybe not. Huh?"
He looked down, and saw an old airfield with several massive hangers. He was sure this would do for a home.
"YOU'RE SERIOUS????????? SPLICED WITH WHAT????????????"
Terry winced as Max shouted into the phone. He was piloting the Batmobile, searching for Kyle, and he was informing Max of what he and Bruce thought the DNA was from.
"A dragon."
"I'LL NEED TO DISINFECT THIS PLACE!!!!!!!!!! KOMODO DRAGONS ARE RIDDLED WITH ALL KINDS OF BACTERIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Then Terry decided to give her a little more info.
"Not that kind of dragon Max."
"What other kind of dragon is there????"
"The kind you wouldn't want to kiss unless you want permanent heartburn."
". I THINK the cowl's on too tight."
"What else could it be? The genetic analysis said there was a sequence for three pairs of limbs, and the detailed analysis said that each pair was unique. What else that's like a lizard could fit that description?"
Kyle opened the door on one of the hangers, and was immediately being looked over by several dragons like the one he saw before. They were varying in color, although they all had the wide yellow scales on their front side. Some were male, and others female, again uncertain how he knew. They were all much bigger than he was, but could still easily fit into the hanger. Kyle said only one thing.
"HOLY COW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Then he fainted.
Dark Opal technically requested this, although I switched Kyle with Terry for now. And NewtonLangly, I agree that people are too serious. WAY too serious. A person is a dreamer hoping for something that people say can never happen. That's why there's fan fiction, legends, myths, and other stories of things that people say are to forever be out of reach.
Chapter 8 - We are not alone.
The door opened slightly, letting a small figure into the room.
"Alfrador?????"
Alfrador was a stray cat that took a liking to Kyle before he moved to Gotham. He didn't own the cat, but he might as well have, since it bummed a ride to Gotham in the moving van. The black cat with a white patch on his chest jumped up onto Kyle's lap when he sat done.
"So you still recognize me."
Kyle scratched a spot behind Alfrador's ears, careful not to cut him with his claws. Then Alfrador purred, and that made Kyle feel a little better.
"I'm kind of curious how you knew it was me.since I don't look or sound the same. I don't even smell the same."
The cat meowed, and started moving around on his lap, like it felt something was wrong. Then Alfrador's tail brushed Kyle's nose. He sneezed, and accidentally melted the arm of his chair. Alfrador had gone running after the short burst of fire.
"Whoops.. Wait. I breathed fire????? . I shouldn't be so surprised I guess. I do LOOK the part of a dragon."
Meanwhile, Alfrador had run into Lisa's room. He leapt onto her bed, and she picked him up.
"Alfrador? How'd you get here?? Huh?"
Then she noticed that the cat seemed frightened.
"What scared you?"
Kyle had gone into the bathroom to look in the mirror. He saw a creature that was a mix of human and dragon stare back at him. Then he felt a dull ache from his wings, and unfolded one to check it. The muscles that moved the wings had grown, now making it impossible to keep them fully folded. They now stuck out a bit from his body, and made him cramped in the small room.
'Great, I'm stuck.'
He managed to get out of the bathroom after some struggle to get his wings to move enough to let him out. However, his wings caught on the doorframe.
"Aw crap."
He struggled to get free, and then realized he could bring his wings behind him. He did so, and walked away from the door before returning his wings to their resting position.
"Okay, note to self. I am no longer an indoor person. I am an outdoor dragon."
Then Kyle went back into his room, and closed the door. Then he sat down on his bed.
"How on earth am I going to tell my mother that the Splicers got me? 'Oh, Mom, guess what? The Splicer gang jumped me on my walk the first day here, and made me a dragon.' Yeah, THAT'LL go over well. Just as well as walking into her room right now."
Then he felt a dull ache all over. He had a feeling he knew what it was. Then he went to the window to try and climb out. Just like he figured, he bulked up even more. There was no way he was going to get through the window without making it bigger by breaking the wall, and he'd be caught in the act. His only option was walking out, and that was even worse.
"I needed this. Wait a second. the balcony!"
Kyle ran out of his room, down the hall, and opened the sliding glass door that opened onto a balcony big enough to have a small garden, and for this case, act as an exit.
"I'm glad I still fit through doors."
Then he took off into the night.
Kyle flew for almost an hour trying to find a suitable place to call home. If he didn't find anything soon, he'd have to use one of the warehouses in Old City. He'd rather use something a little more spacious, despite the warehouse's size. He'd rather not risk getting trapped inside if he bulked up in size again. Then he saw her. It was a large blue dragon, and it was flying around, as if searching for something. He hovered in the air, and stared cockeyed at her as best as he could, since his face was now a dragon-like one. He wasn't sure how he knew the dragon was female, since he learned the hard way dragons don't have outward signs of gender. He just knew. However, this dragon was NOT like him. No, this was a full-blown dragon, which he could tell from scent, was not a Splicer victim. He continued to hover there while he stared, utterly stupefied. Then the blue dragon flew off, as if unable to find what it was looking for. After a minute, he finally snapped out of it.
"I MUST be going nuts. Well, maybe not. Huh?"
He looked down, and saw an old airfield with several massive hangers. He was sure this would do for a home.
"YOU'RE SERIOUS????????? SPLICED WITH WHAT????????????"
Terry winced as Max shouted into the phone. He was piloting the Batmobile, searching for Kyle, and he was informing Max of what he and Bruce thought the DNA was from.
"A dragon."
"I'LL NEED TO DISINFECT THIS PLACE!!!!!!!!!! KOMODO DRAGONS ARE RIDDLED WITH ALL KINDS OF BACTERIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Then Terry decided to give her a little more info.
"Not that kind of dragon Max."
"What other kind of dragon is there????"
"The kind you wouldn't want to kiss unless you want permanent heartburn."
". I THINK the cowl's on too tight."
"What else could it be? The genetic analysis said there was a sequence for three pairs of limbs, and the detailed analysis said that each pair was unique. What else that's like a lizard could fit that description?"
Kyle opened the door on one of the hangers, and was immediately being looked over by several dragons like the one he saw before. They were varying in color, although they all had the wide yellow scales on their front side. Some were male, and others female, again uncertain how he knew. They were all much bigger than he was, but could still easily fit into the hanger. Kyle said only one thing.
"HOLY COW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Then he fainted.
Dark Opal technically requested this, although I switched Kyle with Terry for now. And NewtonLangly, I agree that people are too serious. WAY too serious. A person is a dreamer hoping for something that people say can never happen. That's why there's fan fiction, legends, myths, and other stories of things that people say are to forever be out of reach.