Hey, look! I posted! I've been in trouble lately, and was away last week… so when I came back and decided to look through FF.Net, and saw two more people had reviewed me since last time I checked, I got in the mood to write! So, I wrote all day. ;) be happy!
RubyTuesday: Well, I hope this works for the next time I post. Hopefully, it should be soon. I'm tempted to find out what…erm… you'll see.
SuperSaiyan-Jinn4: I have a drawing of Jahn and Sandrine, though they're kinda crappy and my scanner doesn't work. I can't draw guys, so, um, yeah. ::gives you some happy pills:: Going insane is badbad.
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Enigma
Chapter 7
The sun shone brightly through the closed glass window, warming the blankets wrapped around San to almost unbearable. First, she wondered where she was. Second, she was almost ecstatic of being there. Next time, she thought, remember to come during winter. Then, Wait, "next time"? You're staying here, Sandrine! She opened her eyes suddenly at the thoughts swirling through her mind, ember quickly snapping shut at the change of light. Unlike vampires, Dragon's didn't wake up so un-groggily.
Then the events of the day before hit her, hard. The lying, the chase, the talks, meeting the witch's, the night before when she sent Red away… A small tear leaked from the corner of her eye and onto the soft cotton pillow, and she wiped it away furiously. She would not regret going to the place, the one she's dreamt of since her childhood—she couldn't. That was just immoral; people all over both realms want to succeed with their dreams, and here she did, but wanted to go back. She felt like curling up into a small ball underneath the covers, closing her eyes to endless sleep. Yes, sleep was good…
Instead, she pulled the covers up, forcing her eyes to the bright daylight. The clock on the dresser next to the bed read 8:00 in burning green letters.
Set on the floor next to the bed was a black, ankle-length skirt and navy blue tank top, folded nicely for San to wear. She carefully put on the clothes, body sore from its workout the day before. Then she padded out of her room, down the stairs, bare foot.
In the kitchen, noisily cooking food and arguing, were Trent, Jake, and Slyve. San hadn't a clue how to act; she was a guest and a stranger to these people. She just stood in the doorway, watching silently.
Simultaneously, all three heads turned and saw her at the same time. It was scary, watching every eye suddenly on her intently.
"Morning," she said quietly, standing still.
"Good morning, Sandrine," Slyve said, flashing a friendly smile. Her long green hair was plaited down her back, and she wore snug blue jeans and blue-green shirt the color of the ocean that made the green in her eyes stand out. A silver chain leads into her shirt, the pendant hidden.
Trent gave a curt nod, his blue eyes distant. A white muscle-T fitted his frame, khaki pants resting on his hips. Jake smiled just as friendly as Slyve, saying a 'morning' of his own. He wore a white muscle-T as well, but a black shirt was open over it. Instead of khakis, he wore baggy blue jeans.
San walked over slowly, and then took a seat in a cushioned chair at the counter. Slyve smiled at her, while she realized that Slyve wasn't trying to be polite, but that was the way she normally was.
"We need to meet the gang," the green haired girl said. She was busy in the kitchen and couldn't meet her eyes directly as she spoke. "We were suppose to meet last night, but—well, you know. Anyway, we have to meet up with them. If you want, we'd be happy to take you with us. They have never met a Dragon before." She paused. "Well, neither have we, before last night."
"I'd be happy to," San said truthfully. She'd love to meet more Humans, learn the different personalities.
"Great," Slyve said, turning to beam at her with true delight. "When breakfast is over, we'll leave."
When the three Humans and Dragon met up with the 'group', the sun was a little bit higher in the sky than when she had woken up. Slyve had given San a pair of leather, comfortable sandals to wear on the way to the beach.
The sand was pure white, something Sandrine had not noticed the night before. The sun was worm and vibrant, even if it was still early, wind gentle and steady, the oceans purr calming. Groups of people flocked around on the beach, in bathing suits and swim trunks, soaking in the rays of sunlight. Boys and girls were flirting, trying desperately to fit in amongst the huge crowd.
Then the group came to a small group of three girls and one boy. They greeted the other three Humans San was with, and then looked at her with questioning eyes.
"Who's this?" a girl with blonde hair asked. She cocked an eyebrow.
"This is Sandrine Transinale," Jake introduced while sitting down on a towel sprawled on the sand.
Slyve sat next to him, curling up to him. "She came from the Dragon Realm last night," she added quietly.
Trent sat down on an ice chest, adding his own say: "She's a Dragoness, running from some other Dragons."
"Well, thank you for pointing out the obvious, Trent," said a girl with short croppy red hair. He flicked a smile at her but that was all.
The girl with croppy red hair held out a hand to shake San's firmly, giving an open smile. "I'm Heathyr Chraslan, known as Thyr. Nice to meet you, Sandrine." Blue-violet eyes sparkled underneath a piercing in her eyebrow, warm and friendly, amused and observant.
"Call me San," she replied automatically, flashing her own smile.
Thyr gestured to a girl with long black hair and dark eyes, tinted with violet. "That's Raksha Dailmon," she said quietly. Raksha lifted two fingers in acknowledgement, not bothering to smile.
She gestured to the girl with blonde hair pulled up in an intricate bun, with tanned skin and crystal blue eyes. "That's Kristal Calhin."
"Hi," Kristal said, smiling faintly. She looked intimidated.
"And the best for last," drawled a male voice, and the others rolled their eyes instantly.
"He's not important enough to introduce," Thyr said, smiling innocently.
"Oh, don't listen to her lies." A boy with shaggy brown hairs and humorous brown eyes winked. "I'm Luke Daren, a pleasure, I'm sure."
"Um, sure," San said quietly, finding an open spot on a towel and sitting on it. The sun felt good on her back, and the atmosphere was calming. Yet, she felt a sudden hollowness in her chest, and knew she missed Red.
Thyr glanced around in a small silence, taking a chip and munching on it. "So," she began to ask. "What happened last night?"
Jake sat up, an arm still wrapped around Slyve. "Last night I walked by the old, abandoned house, and saw a purple Dragon run out followed by a red one, and then jumped into the sky. Shortly after San came out, and she told me what she was. I took her back to my house, 'cus she had no where else to go.
"There she told us how she arrived in our realm." He gave a brief explanation of the night before, with the story she told and ending with Jahn leaving.
San had been staring at the ground intently, trying not to be nervous. At the end, she felt someone watching her, and she glanced up and met a dark violet eye. Raksha bit her lip, eyes curious, and she stroked a black strand of hair behind her ear.
"What?" San asked, reaching out with her powers instinctively to probe Raksha's aura.
Quick as a striking snake, a violet streak of power lashed out at her minds tendrils. Automatically, Sandrine's own silver power locked her mind to outer strength.
"You're strong," Raksha commented, sitting up straighter in her long, couch-looking lawn chair. Her eyes were respectful. "Very strong."
"I'm a Dragoness," the silver haired girl said, brushing off the compliment. It was an excuse that would work on any person who had never met a Dragon before.
"Sure," Raksha said. "I know that, but you're stronger."
"How would you know? You've never met a Dragon before." She looked curiously at the other girl, looking for the answer.
Instead, Raksha leaned back down, deflated. "Witches intuition." She also looked confused.
San looked over at the ocean, the waves rolling in a luxurious pace. Her eyes closed as she opened up her senses, and it almost felt like a door opening in her mind, revealing the aura of everyone around her. Wait a minute….
Why did she feel a Dragon aura—?
Someone tapped her shoulder, and San spun.
And met the green eyes of Theo Trander, half-brother of Anjasina.
Well, I hope you guys enjoyed! I'll try hurrying with the next chapter, I'm curious as to what Theo's going to do, and his personality, etc. But I have his soulmate planned already. ::wicked grin:: You'll all see… when I get around to it. Oh yeah, out of curiosity: Do you guys want to learn San's parents story after this, or Theo's? Both are really interesting… If I ever finish, that is!