(Hello! I hope you are having a wonderful day/night! I saw that some people liked the video's that I put at the top of the chapter and I just wanted you all to know that the reason I haven't been doing that is because I'm writing this in school and I have a lot of nosy people around me. I'm happy that you are still reading, so thank you! A lot of you are so supportive and so thank you for that too, it really makes me feel good about my stories! I love you all, enjoy the chapter! <3)
Y/N'S PERSPECTIVE:
"He's here!" A woman in a white labcoat panicked. A man with a clipboard and a similar white lab coat and goggles came up to my dad. He cleared his throat.
"Ah-hem, so, as you've heard, the growing serum is way stronger than we anticipated and the dragon is now starting to hatch. We have yet to identify the gender or characteristics it may or may not have. I'll show you to the egg," The guy said. We followed him to a room with glass walls. Inside displayed a smooth cloudy coloured egg the size of a basketball. It started to shake and then settled down a moment later. Other scientists in white lab coats typed on laptops and wrote on clipboards while monitoring the egg. I put my hand up to the glass.
"How..." I started.
"It's quite a lengthy explanation we don't need to get into, it's going to hatch and your face will have to be the first it sees in order for it to imprint on you," The scientist said. He held a glass door open for me and I walked in. The egg started to move more violently the closer I got.
"Touch my shell," I heard a male's voice say. I turned to look at my dad and the other scientists who were now pointing at the screens in awe.
"What did you say?" I asked. They looked at me confused.
"Touch my shell," The voice said again. Ok, this was not cool.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am your protector, touch my shell," Huh, so the egg was talking to me. Was I going crazy? I wanted to touch the shell now, my hand itched.
"Umm, I'm going to touch the egg," I announced. When no one objected I moved to stand directly in front of the egg. My fingertips brushed the polished and smoother surface of the cloudy white egg and it started to shake more violently. I took a step back watching spider web cracks slowly become bigger.
"It's happening!" The scientist started celebrating. My focus was on the egg which now had claws poking out of it as it tried to make an opening. Soon a small scaly hand popped out and retreated back in. The hole got bigger and bigger and the cracks started to widen around and then the top half popped off and a little silver dragon looked up at me with big shiny eyes.
"Hello mom," The baby dragon said, bobbing his head up and down.
"I'm not your mom... Wait you can talk?" I asked, fascinated by the creature.
"Y/n, who are you talking to?" My father asked from behind the glass. The dragon looked around me and started to growl.
"Hey, it's ok, calm down," I told the dragon, putting my hands out.
"I protect mom," He insisted.
"Yes, ok, you protect Y/n, I'm Y/n, not mom," I said. It tilted its head cutely.
"Y/n? Call mom Y/n?"
"Yes, call mom Y/n," I said. It carefully crawled out of the broken eggshell and stood on its back legs, holding its claws out and reaching for me. I carefully held it under the arms and held it like a child. It clung to me.
"You're cute," I said, petting its scaly head. It made a clicking sound.
"My name's 'Cute'?" He asked. I shook my head.
"No, I don't know your name, would you like a name, or do you have one?" I asked.
"I don't have a name," He said.
"Ok, what about... Daniel?"
"Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, I like Daniel, Daniel sounds nice, Daniel will protect Y/n," He said.
"Y/n, is it safe?" My dad called.
"Yeah, I think," He came up beside me and reached his hand out to touch Daniel but he snapped at my father's hand and he jumped back.
"Why does he let you touch him?" My father asked.
"Cause your bad," Daniel hissed, but my father didn't look like he heard. Was Daniel talking in my mind?
"He says your bad," I translated.
"You understand what it's saying?" My dad asked, curiously.
"Yep, and he doesn't seem to like you," I said happily petting Daniel's head.
"That's right, I'll protect you Y/n!"
"Do you have a cage she can put it in for the drive home? I've already been told about the diet and the other needs of the dragon," My father said.
"He doesn't need a cage, he'll be good on the ride home in my lap, right Daniel?"
"Yes,"
"He said he would," I confirmed.
"Ok, it's settled then, we'll be going, you've all been paid to do your thing, I expect my orders to be followed out. I adjusted the dragon in my arms and followed my dad out of the lab. This was incredible, my dad had actually gotten me a dragon.
"Where is your home?" Daniel asked.
"Umm, far away, I can tell you about it later," I said, not wanting to have my dad overhear, it was best not to get him mad for the moment.
"To my home please," My dad told the limo driver.
"Yes sir," Bob opened the door for us and I was let in first, holding Daniel carefully we sat on the far side.
"We're going to the bad man's home? Why?" Daniel asked.
"I'll tell you later," I said, feeling the limo startup. The dragon looked over my shoulder and out the window.
"Home's are made of stone?" Daniel wondered.
"Some are, it's called concrete," I explained.
(Time skip brought to you by the silver lining in every bad situation! <3)
We talked about different things, many about the city and how things worked. And I thought it was just me getting tired of holding Daniel, but he was definitely growing in size. He had been the size of an infant when we left and now he was almost the size of a toddler.
"Do you know how big he'll grow?" I asked.
"About the size of a bus," My dad said. Huh, where was he going to stay then?
"Look! My wings! I can move them!" Daniel said, flapping his wings and wagging his tail like a dog.
"That's so cool!" I said, touching them. The scales on his wings were rough but smooth.
"Hey, you two, we're home," My dad said. Bob held the door open with my books in his arms. I picked Daniel up and we went inside.
"Lunch will be ready in an hour," A butler said, taking my dad's jacket and the books from Bob.
"Good, I'll be in my office Y/n, if you need me," He said, nodding at Bob and then striding off.
"Let's go to your home," Daniel said, flying down out of my arms and heading for the door. I chased after him and picked him up again.
"It's far far away, and I'm not allowed to go home," I said sadly, heading up to my room.
"Why not?"
"Because my dad won't let me leave,"
"Then don't listen to him,"
"He's too powerful with his powers, I can't run away, he'll find me and bring me right back," I said, opening the door to my room and making my way to the washroom. Bob closed the bedroom door and I started to take down my hair. Combing it out nicely and then braiding it. I dropped the comb onto the floor and I ducked down to grab it.
"Got it!"
"Thanks-" The comb was floating in the air.
"Are you doing this?" I asked breathlessly.
(Thank you for reading today's chapter! I need to go now, I love you all, have a great night/day! Stay healthy! <3)
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