So, I won't be able to post this week, so I'm posting now. Enjoy!
Chapter
One
So you think
Dragons don't exist. If you can't see Dragons, then you don't have
what's called Sight.
“And now, class," announced Mr.
David Crowfoot to my 7th grade class, “If you were to
get a job, you
“I'm sorry to interrupt,” said my
teacher, Ms. Ryann to the class, “But someone is sitting in the
back row reading and not listening to our guest.
Can you guess who that person might be Rebecca Jones?”
“Someone is interrupting our guest, Ms. Ryann. Isn't that more
rude that reading? said me. Rebecca Jones. Also known
as Magistra Sanguis, or, if translated, Mistress Blood.
“Rebecca, Principle's Office. Now.”
“I know, I know,” I said and put my
book away and walked to the principle's office.
I am the Dragon Killer. I have a
special sword I use, called Stella Ensis. It means Star Sword.
I didn't used to kill Dragons. I've
always been able to see them, but they always left me alone.
Sometimes they would talk with me, sometimes not, but about a year
ago, I went into my room to see a venom green Dragon standing there.
It had yellow symbols all over it's body and it hissed “We shall
take everything you hold dear, Rebecca Jones.” and it snapped at me
with sharp teeth.
I ran downstairs and started babbling
about the Dragon. My family usually ignored me when I talked about
Dragons. I knew my older sister didn't believe me, but when they
didn't pay any attention, I got angry. I started to yell and Mom
calmed me down.
The next morning, I woke up to find a
Fairy flying around my head and trying to get me up and out of bed.
“Good morning, Rebecca. I've been
ordered to bring you to our Queen.” said the Fairy. “My name’s
Relicta.”
“Okay. But let me take a shower.” I
said. So, I took a shower. When I got out, Relicta was looking
through my drawings.
“Get away from those!” I said.
“You're a horrible artist.” Relicta
remarked.
“And?” I said.
“Nothing. Let's go.” and so we
left.
But
I'm getting ahead of myself. I'll tell the rest of
the 'How I came to fighting Dragons' story later. For now, I need to
get back to my life.
I go to the principles office much to
often. I walked into the office and vice-principle Sally Morgan
looked up and said “Usual chair, Becca.” and went back to work.
“Thanks, Sally.” I said casually.
That's how often I go. Well, I sat down and saw a few kids
sitting and one was sitting in my chair. So, I said “Budge
up, Loser. that's my seat your sitting in.” I knew it was kinda
mean, but I was annoyed and angry. He gave me a nervous look, and
moved. Wise move, getting up and moving. I dropped my backpack on the
chair next to me and sat, slouching like I always did and rearranged
my hat.
I always wear a hat. Sometimes it's a
hat with a dolphin on it. Sometimes it's a hat with animal ears.
Sometimes it's just a random had that was the first one I grabbed.
Mrs. Morgan came past and said to me
“So, what did you do this time, Rebecca?” I told her and
she said “Rebecca, when will you just give this Dragon stuff up?”
and walked away. I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at her
back.
“Nice one.” said the older and
dumber kid, sounding sarcastic and I swear, if looks could kill, his
guts would be scattered all over the opposite wall.
“Rebecca Jones.” said the Principle
Mike Gordon, calling me into his office. I walked in and said with
mock surprise “Hey, Mike! How's it going?” and I sat in the chair
facing him and said “You know, we are just never going to
get anywhere with this relationship between you and me, if I only
ever come to your place.” and he scowled.
“Rebecca. What did you do this time.”
I looked at him,smirking a bit and I leaned on his desk and said
“Again with the relationship, you need to greet me by saying 'Hi,
Rebecca! How has your day been?' or 'Hi, Rebecca! Is that a new hat?'
Speaking of new hats, do you like mine? It's new. I don't know if I
like it or not.”
“Rebecca.” said Principle
Gordon impatiently.
“Fine! I was reading while our
'guest', Mr. Crowfoot, was talking and Ms. Ryann caught me and told
me to come to the principles office. Like I said last time, Ms. Ryann
is crazy.” I stopped and Principle Gordon sighed and stared at me.
After a while, he said “So, no Dragon stuff again?” and I said
“No, Principle Gordon, no Dragons.”
“Very well, Rebecca, go back to
class. But no more sassing the teachers!” and I looked at the clock
and said “But school's over.”
“Then go home!” said the Principle.
“Thanks, Principle Gordon, see you
on, probably, Monday!” and I grabbed my backpack and made sure I
had my yellow leather with me and I walked home. You may be
thinking What's so important about the bag? I'll tell you.
The bag holds my greatest weapon against the Dragons. It's name is
Stella Ensis. Stella Ensis is Latin for Star Sword. Stella Ensis's a
really beauty. She's a sword made out of starling silver and the hilt
is starling gold. It had poison on the blade that will never wash
off. No matter how mush I stab it into Dragon skin.
Anyway, you need to know the rest of
the Dragon story. Where was I? Oh, yes. Relicta was taking me to see
the Fairy Queen.
