Chapter 2_Golden Draconian

And that, my friends, is pretty much how I came to be in this small town of Spinning Hills, Ohio. I was miserable for a few weeks both to myself and everyone around me but I was learning to adjust. Well as well as a three week kid who saw his mother die can adjust to a new place and new home. Everything was calming down and was starting to get a sense of familiarity and safety again and I was enjoying my nice new family.

My life changed when we got a new addition to our little family when I was Just a month from my first birthday. I was sitting in the backyard at night on Holly's lap and Dan was showing me the stars when Deimein walked in carrying a bundle in his arms. Who are they you say, Why I haven't told about that yet? Sorry my fault. Well you remember the man who picked me up that fateful day. Well he is Deimien. Nice guy, tall maybe six foot height, though everyone is tall for me, brown hair and eyes such deep blue that they appear to be violet with flecks of dark in it. So the official stories goes something like this.

My parents were very good friend of Deimien. He was my godfather. My parents had an accident so he took guardianship of me after my parents died. But since he wasn't home often and he found out his wife was pregnant he couldn't ask her to take care of infant now he gave me to his closest friend Holly and Dan to take care of instead. They have some family history and are pretty close plus Holly always dreamed of having a kid but never could. So it was a win-win situation for all of them.

Why 'Official story' you say. Cause if my memory serves right and it always does my parents weren't killed in any car accident but were killed by the man with cold evil eyes who still starred in my nightmares sometimes. So I knew he was lying but I never told anyone that partly because no one is gonna believe a kid, let alone the fact that I couldn't talk then and partly because my intuition told me it wasn't time yet and it never failed me till now.

Now you are wondering how I know all of that. Well having too much of free time and having a practically perfect memory makes learning a language a lot easier. Along with that and the fact that I have a instinctual knowledge of everything that I could fathom the concept of and learning english was a piece of cake. So even before I could speak my first word I could pretty much understand every conversation. And if you have ever heard those small town ladies gossiping then you wouldn't ask me such questions. I even how the town sheriff was in bed, bless my baby ears. The old ladies have no filter when they think the cute baby in their lap can't understand a thing.

So where was I, Oh yes Deimein. Well, though he gave me away for others to raise didn't mean he was less than any father. He would routinely come every weekend, though he had a life of his own and played with me, sing to me or just watch me rolling around. But lately he had been very distracted, with dark bags under his eyes and he would always feel sad. Then suddenly two months ago he just stopped coming and though I came to know that his wife was sick I was still sad and missed him.

So imagine my surprise he saw his again after so long. I ran up to him, okay it was mix between crawling and waddling, and hugged him tightly on his legs. He smiled down on me, but I could still sense that sadness in him, this time also mixed with love, hope, anger, hate and pity. It was like a maelstrom of emotions just boiling under the surface. Dan and Holly followed me in and greeted him though even they could sense something was wrong. "Can I speak with you for a moment.....privately" He said the last word looking at me and the followed Dan and Holly to the downstairs bedroom where he stays during the weekends closing the door behind him. I knew I could listen to them if I got really close to the door and concentrated really hard but I stayed where I was. They will eventually talk about it to themselves where I can hear, they are terrible at keeping secrets.

After some time, they came out and Dei called me in the room. There I saw lying on the bed next to him a small baby sleeping peacefully wrapped in blankets. Dei pulled me close and kneeling to my size said " Little drake, this is my baby girl." Looking at the sleeping child he continued " Her mother died, just like yours. And I can't be here for her now. So do you think

So where was I, Oh yes Deimein. Well, though he gave me away for others to raise didn't mean he was less than any father. He would routinely come every weekend, though he had a life of his own and played with me, sing to me or just watch me rolling around. But latey he had been very distracted, with dark bags under his eyes and he would always feel sad. Then suddenly two months ago he just stopped coming and though I came to know that his wife was sick I was still sad and missed him.

So imagine my surprise he saw his again after so long. I ran up to him, okay it was mix between crawling and waddling, and hugged him tightly on his legs. He smiled down on me, but I could still sense that sadness in him, this time also mixed with love, hope, anger,hate and pity. It was like a maelstorm of emotions just boiling under the surface. Dan and Holly followed me in and greeted him though even they could sense something was wrong. "Can I speak with you for a moment.....privately" He said the last word looking at me and the followed Dan and Holly to the downstairs bedroom where he stays during the weekends closing the door behind him. I knew I could listen to them if I got really close to the door and concentrated really hard but I stayed where I was. They will eventually talk about it to themselves where I can hear, they are terrible at keeping secrets.

That I a very big responsibility an to show him I understood the gravity of it I nodded.....and nodded.....and nodded. Ok I may have nodded too much cause my head started spinning later but I had to show him how serious I was. In retrospect maybe nodding that much wasn't such a good idea to show my seriousness. But he smiled so maybe he understood me. He then kissed us both goodbye, nodded towards Holly and Dan and left. That was the day I got my best friend and light of my life. No, seriously her name is Alina which means light, so literally light of my life.

My next big incident occurred when I was five years old and attending my third week of kindergarten. All the kids were pretty much avoiding me I am sure, though I didn't knew why. Adding insult to the injury is the fact that Ali is super popular among the kids and everyone wanted to play with her. Now to my 5 year old mind, we were grew up together, we played together and were always together, so we were pretty much the same. So seeing her getting so much attention and me pretty much being ignored I was a little jealous, ok a lot jealous, and wanted to show the kids how cool I am. So I did what I saw in all cool movies, when I saw the big bad kids bulling the small kid and went to the rescue. I stood in front the biggest kid of the bunch and in most loudest and authoritative voice I said " I will not let you bully other anymore, Leave him alone". When I say I spoke in my loudest voice only the people close could hear it, but still everyone turned my way because everyone knows not to mess with these kids. OK, now let me give you a few facts. My voice is low. Not low pitch or anything but the volume is low. When I talk normally its a little better than a whisper so I am usually the silent type. Even when I am angry I usually brood silently and never shout, Holly called them silent tantrum because you literally wouldn't know I am throwing a tantrum. And other fact was that I was totally skinny. So when I confronted him expecting fear or awe, I got mockery and anger that he was spoken to infront of everyone by a skinny kid smaller than him. He pushed me hard on the ground and spoke full of spite " You don't get to speak to me like that. You are a freak, no one wants you, even you uncle gave you to someone else. So just go away and don't come near us" " What are you saying ?" " You didn't see no one wants to talk to you. Everyone is freaked out by your eyes. You are not like us. My mother tells me you are a freak. So go away. Freak Eyes"

That hurt. I expected atleast someone to say something but when they turned their heads I knew they agreed. I knew his mother, Hell I almost everyone's mother here. She wasn't rude to me but pretty much ignored me everytime I saw her in town. They are wealthy and has a big house on the outskirts of town. They have what people call old money, Their ancestors were one of the first settlers here. I only ever saw her in town driving her car or in the tea shop chatting with her group, so I had no idea why she would think so bad of me. Then I remembered the first time I saw her. She had flinched on seeing me then ignored me the rest of the time, only talking with Holly. From there I remember every meeting I had with all the people in town and they showed some kind of reaction on first seeing me. Perfect memory can be a bitch sometimes. When the boy I came to help, ran away when everyones attention was on me without a backward glance, I knew I was never going to be the liked kid. My lips wobble and my eyes sting from the humiliation and hurt. To add insult to the injury he turns to the two at his sides and says mockingly "~ Whats this, are you going to cry like a baby now. Wanna go to mommy~"

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Thats when Ali comes mowing from the other side of the playground. She is the complete opposite of me. If I am silent she is very loud, speaks and does whatevers on her mind and when she gets angry you better run. Hew glare is enough to silence any more comments coming my way and believe me when I say this but you do not want to be on the receiving end of it. She comes and stands infront of me, pulls her fist back and punches him straight in the face. he lands on his butt, holds his nose and starts crying loudly. She turns to me, pulls my hand and says " Come on, you don't need them. I will play with you"

She got into trouble later but since technically he was the one bullying, there was no parents call and we didn't tell the grown ups about it. But once I reached home I went straight for the bathroom mirror and notice for the first time that my eyes are really different. Normal people have blue, brown, black or sometimes some other exotic eye color with a black pupil in the middle. Mine...mine have every color you can name. My pupils are small than normal and a little stretched like rounded slits, their are seven golden streaks covering the iris to the pupil and are filled in between with all shades of color like a rainbow puked in my eye and sometimes if look closely enough it feels the shades are changing.

That day I learned three things. I don't need others to like me to know I am good. I am really different that other people. And lastly never piss off Ali.

My second big incident occured when after my 10th birthday. It was my biggest growth spurt up to date. One night I went to sleep and the next day when I woke up all my clothes were all tight, my body was killing me and I was a almost as tall as Holly and she was five foot eight. Now this may not seem strange to you, afterall there are many tall humans in the world but what is strange are the after effects of it. It all started when I woke up. I was feeling mighty fine other than the ache in my body. Too fine for me cause I never was a morning person. I had the strange feeling of adrenaline and restlessness when I had a sugar rush but ten times more. It was as if I had too much energy in me. I went to the bathroom and first thing I did is squeeze the tube so much the paste went flying. Next I broke my toothbrush. And it only starts there. That week I broke all my pencils, most of my toys, my favorite coffee mug, some of Ali's toys when we were playing, put a dent on the wall playing catch in the backyard, but the best was when I jumped in the bed and it broke completely in half. Well, other than Dan and Holly's financial going down the drain they were afraid I was literally going to break the house or someone else so they called Deimein, their go-to for any of my strange behavior.

Oh I forgot to tell you but he is back. Though Ali still lives with us cause frankly he doesn't know 'C' of childcare but he still comes every Weekend but otherwise remains away for his buisness which to this day no one knows. Anyway, he had some emergency work and couldn't come this week so on the third day of my destructive streak they called Dei. So he came the next day and took me and Ali for our famous camping trips. Their in front of the campfire, eating sandwiches he asked me in full detail to recall whatever happened. And I told him too, its just something in his wise eyes which wants to tell him your every problem like he can solve anything and unlike other people he actually listens to what a kid has to say to him which makes sharing with him easier. The next day he put both me and Ali to a mixed martial arts dojo owned by a friend of his. I think that man has friend even in another planet. But it worked, well mostly. My energy level went down and I always returned exhausted and I learned to somewhat control my newfound strength but they have a few repairs to be made now and one junior instructor needs some serious medical help.

!!TRINGGGGGG!!

The bells rings ending my monologue about my past and the english period. I haven't heard a single word of todays lecture but believe it or not I know more about what she is teaching than mrs Wicks, our english teacher. Perks of having the head librarian in the house is that I get free reign in the library and a summer job as an assistant librarian. I know the content and placements of every book in the library. I slowly pack my books and wait for the hungry mob to first get out of the room and then follow them to the canteen. Walking the hallways I see how much it has filled in the recent years. Spinning Hills high is one of the tops schools near around Dayton and now all the kids from the neighboring places attend the school. Putting my books in the locker I move toward the canteen.

Our school canteen is like everywhere else. Square room big enough to house half the school filled with benches with no real sense of order and on the left side is the lunch queue along with the lunch lady. Talking my lunch of a turkey sandwich and apple I find my usual table at the corner of the room. I know what you are thinking but no I am not a loner. I am not socially impaired, talk to everyone and even have friends but then why don't I sit with them. The answer is very simple I like to be alone. Aaaad I get to do shit like this.

"Did you hear riley is back with parker........"

" ........Dude, you wont believe this.........."

"........and then captain justice punched him like BHAMM......"

".....is going to prom tomorrow with shirley......."

This is my latest talent. Starting from January this year all my senses are going overdrive the closer I am coming to my 18th birthday. From birth I had a little better than normal hearing and smell but now, few days till my birthday I can easily hear every conversation in the canteen if I close my other senses and concentrate on hearing. Yeah it took a lot of time and practice but now finally this has become my favorite pass time and way to get all the juicy gossips in school.

I was listening to a nice story of how the school quarterback Mark was pranked when someone took his towel from the shower room when !!THAWCK!! I was hit heard on the head. Focusing my eyes I looked up to see Ali sitting on the other side of the bench with a raised eyebrow.

"Now quit thinking and tell me what I should do?"

Um....What?" Ok, that was real smooth.

"What? What ? I can't believe you. I have been sitting here, talking to you for last ten minutes and you are asking what? Did you hear anything I said or were you inside your head all this time."

Ten minutes!! and I didn't even notice her. If I tell her I didn't even knew she was here she would kill me.

" Lets hypothetically say that I have no idea what we are talking abou what would you be asking me?"

" Uhhh..... I was asking wether I should say yes to Brian for tomorrows prom"

She asks me every time she has any problem, even in homework. Especially in case of dating cause she knows I am a better judge of character than she is. Brian would be the captain of the Football team. He is the only guy who has any brain matter among the football jocks and has some decent manners probably because his mother is very strict and more scary than the devil.

"Ok you can go with him but remember, remember I will be sick tomorrow and you will have keep all attention to yourself and don't bring the topic of prom or dates today."

" Yeah, Yeah, I remember. But I still don't understand why you remain like this. You don't date, you don't go to any parties or social events. Its not even like you don't get asked out by girls but you turn everyone down."

I don't reply. She knows the answer, or atleast most of it. We don't keep secrets from each other. when I turned fifteen I finally got the nerve to confront Dei about my parents. He didn't seem surprised when I said they weren't in a car accident. He didn't ask me anything else, nor tell me anything either. Just said that " When you are ready Little Drake, you will get all your answers and much more".

After continuously asking after all this time he finally said 'on my 18th birthday, I will finally get my wish'. I already have plans made. I will find the real identity of my parents, find the fucker who killed him and see that justice will be done to them. I know it will not be easy. But I have already planned for all possible situations. I have money saved, I have poured hours on the internet researching on survival techniques on all types of situations. I have practiced all forms of unarmed and armed combat and can easily improvise in any situations thanks to my sometimes annoying but mostly useful gifts.

I know that I will have to leave home for this and it will already be difficult to leave behind those I love not knowing when I will see them again. I didn't want to add more people to this list. She knows all my plans and reasons and even asked to accompany me but I denied it. whoever killed my parents is dangerous, I know it. This is my war, my revenge and I don't want anybody else dying because of me.

Its just a week before graduation, two weeks till my birthday and I just pray that I will have the strength to do what is best for every when the time comes.

Chapter 2

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