I turned to quicken my pace, but of course, with my luck, I run into something . . . actually it was more of a someone.
"Aye, you're a pretty one at that, aren't you?" Barely audible and hard to understand, the accent was obviously Irish.
"Excu-"I lost my words. What is wrong with this guy, I remembered thinking. . . His hair was such a bright orange that it looked pink.
"Forget to read the directions on the back of the box there buddy." I snickered. Gees I was stupid.
"Aye." He looked a little taken back. "What does that s'pose to mean?"
"Ignore her." This deep voice rang through out my head, glancing behind my pink friend I saw a small child.
"What a voice you got there kid." I said under my breath. "Little brother." I asked the guy in front of me.
"Your sarcasm is getting tiring."
Oh, yeah, the kid seriously had an attitude.
"What ever," I found myself stating as I walked around the person in front of me and continued walking home.
"Shouldn't we warn her?" Was the last thing I heard the taller one ask.
"It's so sad," I thought then. "When an older brother takes directions from his younger one." Rounding the corner, I swear I must've been no more then five minutes away from my home, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Look pal!" I flipped around expecting to see the bright orange.
"Perfect." The noise was more of a hiss, which startled me because no human being I had EVER met, ever made a noise like that. I had been right about the human part of course.
"Excellent." Another sound escaped its throat.
This thing that had thrown me over its shoulder by now was one of the things that I could remember few things about. It was tall, and had the silhouette of a human for sure, but it was much stronger and its skin was much thicker and drier, almost as if it were scaly like.
"Lemme-" I began to scream, but a hand covered my mouth and muffled my voice. Trapped as I was, I felt as if nothing/no one was going to be able to help me.
I panicked, kicking and screaming (though my voice was still muffled.) I bit down into the hand that was clamped over my mouth . . . then fainted. . .