Here's Chapter 3. I've decided to try to update all of my stories at least once before I go on hiatus (school's starting you know). And thanks ADJL-Freakazoid for the review on my last chapter. You're so nice.

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"N...no," the girl said. "But what does that have to do with--" The girl fell backwards as the man before her transformed into a red dragon with a yellow underbelly. His wingspan was about ten foot. "It's you."

The man turned back into a human and sat down beside her. "Now, tell me everything about your parents and humans." The girl held back tears as she began to tell the story of her family.

"Sirah," a voice called out. The voice came from a woman who was tall and beautiful. She had very long fingernails and a slender, red tail. Her hair was blonde, and her eyes were green. She was truly a beautiful coxx.

A little girl ran towards the woman. She was only three years old, a toddler. She had not grown many of the coxx's features, only her teeth were very sharp. She would soon grow long fingernails, pointed ears, and a tail. She looked like a human at this age.

"Look, Huntsmaster, three beautiful coxxes," Huntsgirl said from her hiding place, a large bush. Her Huntsmaster only nodded in response.

"What are we doing?" a voice whispered. Huntsgirl whipped around to face the American Dragon.

"How do you always know where to find us?" she whispered. She didn't want to blow her cover and scare the coxx family away. The dragon grinned.

"Now that's for me to know and you to never find out," the dragon said, loud enough for the family to hear him. They looked over and saw Huntsgirl, and the woman grabbed the little girl and started running. The man who was the girl's father followed shortly afterwards. A net entrapped the male coxx and tripped the female. She let her daughter run off into the woods, and the Huntsclan soon caught the woman.

The little girl hid behind a tree and watched as the two humans killed her parents. When the humans disappeared, she ran deeper into the woods, crying. She promised herself that she would never come back to New York City. Never.

"But now I'm here," the girl finished. "Because there's nowhere else to go. This was my home."

"No, Sirah, this is your home. You will stay here, my friends, my sister, my whole family will take care of you. And I promise," the man said, "that I won't let the Huntsclan get to you, even if it means--" Sirah covered his mouth with her two small hands.

"I can't," she said. "If I stay here, this place will be destroyed. Everywhere I go, I destroy it. I don't want to, but I just do."

"You're under a lot of stress. Coxxes can do damaging things under stress," the man said. The girl stared at the ground and a tear splashed.

"What do you expect?" she asked. "I'm all alone. Nobody cares about me. Everybody becomes afraid when they see my ears or my nails or anything that humans don't have. Nobody loves me."

"Sirah, I will make you change your mind about humans. Not all humans are like that. My dad is a human. My best friends are humans. The humans that killed your parents killed them because that's what they do for a living. That's how they...get money. They kill magical creatures." Sirah looked up at him.

"In three days, I'm going to turn seven years old. When I do, I will finally have a tail, and I'll be even more of a freak to you humans."

"Sirah, you can't believe that," the man said. "The Huntsclan can't be stopped. They would die before they would give up killing magical creatures. I'm one of the lucky ones, and so are you." He ran his fingers through her auburn hair and a tear fell down her cheek.