Welcome to my blog!

Hi. If you haven't read the "Introducing....." Section thingy on here, do that now, then come back and read the rest of this.


Ok, done reading now? Good for you. A big thumbs up if you actually did what I said, because there is no way I'm going to explain on here what I explained on there. Ahem. That's the cue for everyone who hasn't read the "Introducing......" part yet to go read it. NOW.


For those of you who have read it now or already, I'm happy now. If you still haven't, then you have some serious problems.

As you should already know, I'm a dragon/human hybrid. Surviving is tough sometimes, and it's always getting tougher.

Anyways, for my life in a nutshell, here I go: My twin and I were experimented on for seven years, both of us hybrids. When she didn't make it, I was replaced with her body when she was supposed to be cremated already, and so I made a clean getaway, and so they don't know I'm still alive. I lived in that building for several years before finally escaping with my laptop, which has kept me sane. Last month I met up with Evanna and the Flyers, (Jeremy, Jaime, Morgan, Gorgy and Alice) and we traveled around, now we're just, ya know, around.

And that's my life, shoved, stuffed, and packed into a tiny nutshell.

I fly...

I fly, because I can.
I try, because even if I fail, I can still try again.
They die, because it's either them or me, and I'm not giving up that easily.
The world is tough. I'm tougher.
The evil are strong. But I'm stronger.
They may have the guns and the money and the power.
But I have a will to survive that they can't even come close to understanding.
And it's that will that makes me a killer.
It's that will that means that no matter how many times you knock me down,
I guarantee that I will just get back up again.
And the only thing you've managed to do is piss me off.
So raise that gun. I dare you.
So put your finger on that trigger. I dare you.
But when you find yourself six feet under and pushing up daisies, know that that was a huge mistake you made.
Because messing with me will only lead you in one direction.
And that directions leads straight to death.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

I told him.

It was really weird, at first. We were down on the beach, and we were laughing and playing around. Then um, he grabbed me, pulled me close, and kissed me. Uh huh. Kissed me. It was the weirdest and most awesome thing in the world. I mean, it was like.... I dunno. After the kiss, we just kinda stood there, looking at each other. Then I sat down and stared out at the ocean. It was really romantic, cause the wind was blowing the waves were warm and the sun was just starting to go down. He sat next to me. I'm going into story mode again:

"Is anything wrong, Sari?"

I sighed. I had no idea how to tell him this. "I've got a secret."

"What is it?"

I looked at him. "It's something beyond anything you've ever seen, or could ever imagine."

He was confused, I could tell. "Are you going to tell me?"

"Yes. I suppose I am." I stood up and started to morph. Justin stood also. When my wings and tail came out, he backed up a foot. I looked down, ashamed. When I was fully morphed, I moved my wings around, whipping my tail around before curling it around my leg. I held my hand up to show him my talons. He was scared now.

"Saria?"

"Before I was born, scientists grafted me with dragon DNA. Me and my twin. Seven years later, she died and I escaped. We used her body, which was supposed to be cremated, and replaced me with her. They think I died, too. Instead I escaped. Then I found Evanna and the others and we came here."

"Are they... Like you?"

"No. They're not."

I was crying now, tears running down my scaly face. "I'm sorry. I should never have come here." I took off from the ground, rising quickly. I flew off to another part of the island and just sat at the top of the volcano, crying.

The next day I was working in the smoothie shop when Justin came by. Immediately I tensed. I had no idea what he thought of me. He smiled at me and ordered a mango strawberry smoothie. When I was done we went down to the beach and talked for a long time. He's ok with my dragon-girl form, though still a bit freaked at it. It takes some getting used to, I guess.

Anways, I gotta go.

Later.
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