The bullet must of missed, as the dragon continued on running. After the gun shot, he was galloping even faster, and it was as if his feet never touched the ground. It was even harder to hold on to his perfectly straight horns now, as the air was rushing past at such a speed that I felt as that alone would knock me off. In less then five minutes, I could see a rather large barn a couple of fields away. I knew that I was miles away from the gunman, so I felt a lot safer for a second, even though I was riding on an unpredictable creature who could scorch me to death, that is he could breathe fire. We carried on pointlessly forward, and the dragon seemed to have no intention to turn around. The barn was now one mile directly in front of us, and I feared that we would smash into the wall and fracture both of our skulls if we continued. However, his two paws touched the side of the building seconds apart from each other, then the back ones followed the front ones and before you know it we're defying gravity, going up the vertical wall. For a second I thought I might be dreaming, but a sudden rush of air told me otherwise. Up we went, until we were on top of the flat roof. Through out this, we did not change all in speeds and it seemed as though it was a walk in the park for the thing I was on top of. I was curious as to what was going to happen when we reached the end of the barn, Was he going to take to the air?

I did not have to wait long to find out that I was right. When we reached the very end he jumped quite high for a creature of his size, Then his mighty wings quickly unfolded and straight across his body. A splodge of blood fell from his right wing and thudded on the ground, and then it came apparent to me that he must of been hit by the first bullet on his wing. That also explained climbing up the building, he must of been too injured to take off himself. We were not flying either now, but gliding, and there was only a slight flap of wings every so often, though we didn't gain much more height and more lumps of blood would fall to the earth.

Now that I was closer, I had another inspection of his profile. His back was smooth like the rest of his body, but with this black stuff coming off it like smoke. I swooshed my hand through it, and it reacted just like smoke too - it moved away from where my hand was, creating space which was soon replaced by more smoke stuff.I looked back, and noticed that the fan on the end of the tail had an even larger diameter then before. Every so often it would flick to one side or the other, so I decided that it was probably used for steering. There was a larger amount of black stuff coming off it, more then any other part of its body and it was leaving a short trail like you might see as a trail of water behind a fast boat.

I stared at his eye, and realised it was now a deep royal blue colour, a lot darker then before, and was shining or glistening as it was before. I took the necklace out my pocket, and stared at the sparkling aqua colour, how different it was from the colour of the dragon's eyes now.

"Could you put that thing away unless you really want to crash land?" This nearly made me jump. I wondered if I imagined this for a second. How could he be talking to me... without even moving his lips? "Telepathically. I can read your thoughts and send info through to your thick brain. Saves me trying to talk gobbleish since your brain automatically translates it. Put that thing away before you force me to crash land and get you off my back. I guessed you would be unintelligent, but not this much. I will ask you once again. Put it away." I thought, or tried not to as I was not too happy about every move being known about by the dragon, that I should put away the necklace if that is what he wishes. I then worked out that if I wanted him to stop mind reading, then I should try giving him a reason not to.
"So...can you understand me talking aloud now or only in my head? Can you teach me to... do the telepathic thingy, to read minds?" I got a reply, but once again his lips did not move.
"How many questions do you have to ask? you should feel privileged for me to attempt to answer them." He sighed loudly and thrashed his wings up and down once, and I could hear the blood splatting on the grass below. "Look, although I can't understand your language by means your own kind can, I can through ways you could not understand if I told you. And to the second question, why would I teach you the 'telepathic thingy'? It would be a disadvantage to me and I'm not even sure you species is even capable of doing it anyways, Your brain capacity is far too small and I have nether known an inferior creature like yourself to be able to do such a thing."

I felt as if I was being underestimated by something who could do a few tricks. "Pathetic. Your like an infant who has just decided that they are not the one in the cradle, but the rest of the universe is. Do I have a few tricks up my sleeve? DO I even have sleeves? Well, DO I? Exactly, your like the rest of them, always overpowering yourself. I would suggest that you would silence yourself, before I do it for you." I wondered what had made this creature seem to hate humans so much, and was determined to figure it out. I still wonder to this day if he had read this in my head, as I could not tell from his next 'speech'. "Think your intelligent? Do you? Well then, intelligent being, answer me these two very simple questions - who are you, and what were you doing on the field? I would like to see you even attempt to answer them."