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"You just gotta give uuuuuuuupppp on liiiiiiife cuz it's the ennnd of the liiinnnnne!"

I covered my ears and groaned. Another one of Comet's very inspirational parodies. This time of Katy Perry's "Firework". "That doesn't even rhyme, Comet!"

Comet stopped. "So? At least I sound like Katy Perry!"

Dragon coughed. "You?"

Felipe and I started cracking up as Dragon started listing reasons why Comet was not like Katy Perry.

"First of all, she's a celebrity. I think being famous is the last thing you want, seeing that you're wanted in three different countries," started Dragon.

"Being wanted means I'm famous…," muttered Comet as he turned bright red.

Ignoring Comet, Dragon continued. "Second, Katy Perry is a female. I'm pretty sure you're…"

Dragon trailed off as Felipe and I howled with laughter.

"Oh shut up!" snapped Comet and stalked off towards the small tent.

"Ha ha wow Dragon," I sniffed, wiping a tear from my eye.

Felipe was still rolling on the floor, laughs exploding from his chest.

I expected him to stop but Felipe continued laughing and even started hiccupping.

Dragon and I exchanged a look before quietly retreating into the woods.

We walked silently to the little cave by the beach.

Dragon had found it a few days after the… incident with whatever those creepy little guys were and for some reason he told only me.

The blanket that we had put the day before was there. I really hated the feeling of grass, sand, or anything that was confined to the ground and "earthy".

So my thoughtful Dragon had brought a blanket the other day for us to sit on.

We plopped down on the raggedy old blanket and stared out into the ocean.

I shuddered, like I always did whenever I was by the sea. For some reason, I felt that the ocean was always after me.

Suddenly, there was a loud whoosh of the wind that whipped my hair around. It blew harder and harder.

"What's going on?" I screamed, spitting hair out of my mouth. (A/N: Yuck .)

My question was answered by a 120 foot wave roaring towards us.

"What the-," Dragon started cussing and pulled my arm to get us to safety but I was petrified. I couldn't move at all.

The wave rushed closer and closer and Dragon was yelling like crazy at me to get me to move.

Now I've been in a lot of close calls before.

Like when I was being chased by almost every cop in Washington D.C., 17 helicopters, and the FBI because I cut out a piece of the Declaration of Independence.

Or the other time when I stole the wig of a congressman on live television.

I've gotten out of situations where I was cornered with a bunch of trained soldiers with machine guns surrounding me.

And here was a freaking wall of freaking water and I couldn't freaking move.

I couldn't even scream.

As tons of sea water were about to crash on our heads, and probably crush us flat, there was a huge shadow that covered us.

Dragon and I watched, wide-eyed, as a huge golden eagle, its wingspan over 60 feet, started attacking the wave which gave a loud neigh (yes the kind a horse makes) before collapsing, spraying us with seawater.

Then the eagle leaned down and looked at me straight in the eye.

Dragon's arm tightened around my shoulders and he slowly pulled me closer to him, so I was reassured that I wasn't the only one seeing this.

For some reason I wasn't scared of the eagle.

Yeah, I was scared of a wall of water but I wasn't scared of an eagle the size of a building?

Yup, that's me. Skyla Ride.

"W-Who are you?" I stammered.

The golden eagle made no reply. He (I decided it was a he) continued to give me a hard look which was starting to make me feel uncomfortable.

"Um, thanks for saving us…," I continued.

Dragon gave me a small nudge indicating that I should stop talking to the eagle and get out of there.

I pushed him away and stared at the golden eagle who was looking at us with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Well um… thanks again… Bye," I finished awkwardly before walking slowly over to Dragon.

The golden eagle let out a loud screech and spread his huge wings.

"Oh my gosh!" I squealed and flew, literally, behind Dragon who was staring with his mouth open.

The eagle flapped its wings making sand and water swirl around us in a huge twister.

"Skyla!"

I heard Dragon's shout from somewhere in my left and I blindly followed the sound of his voice.

I found him crouched deep inside our cave coughing and rubbing his eyes.

Thanks to my raptor vision, I could see perfectly what was going on.

The eagle was flying higher and higher into the air and then suddenly, there was a blinding flash of light and the eagle disappeared with an earsplitting screech.

Dragon and I sat there, gasping for breath.

"What. The. (I winced at his choice of the next word). Was that," he asked in a monotone.

"I honestly don't know," I replied, well, honestly.

Dragon gave me one of his "looks" which is a lot scarier than it sounds because Dragon had these intense dark purple eyes that had little purple flames in them.

"Then how did you know it was safe to talk to?"

I rolled my eyes. "Uh well I don't know where you've been the last five minutes but that thing just saved our faces from being pancaked by a giant wave of seawater."

Dragon's expression didn't change. "Still. That thing could have been tricking us."

I rolled my eyes again. "Don't be so paranoid, Dragon."

"I just want to keep you safe!" Dragon yelled.

There was an awkward silence.

I suppose he meant "I want to keep you safe" in the way like I was almost his sister not the… not the… romantic… well, the romantic kind of way.

Dragon must have felt my awkwardness because he quickly continued. "So how did you know?"

I couldn't really explain. "Well, I… I… Well, I knew it wouldn't hurt me."

Dragon stared at me for a while and then sighed, knowing he couldn't get anything more.

"Fine then, let's get back to Felipe and Comet," he said turning away from me.

I followed quietly behind him.

As we both silently walked back towards our camp, I heard a loud shout and a bunch of scuffling noises.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" shouted Comet.

Dragon and I looked at each other before running towards the boys.

I was a lot faster and when I got there, I was greeted with the sight of Felipe and Comet tied up and gagged against a tree with many cuts on their faces.

They were struggling against the gags to tell me something.

Comet's eyes widened and kept using his eyes to point at something.

I heard a crack behind me and whirled around, finally understanding what the boys were trying to tell me.

Behind me, there was a large group of teens, maybe a few years older than me, dressed in really old looking armor and wearing orange T-shirts underneath, holding deadly looking weapons.

Before I could react, they surrounded me.

I tried to fight but one of them grabbed me from behind and held a cloth up to my nose.

Being the stupid winged girl I am, I inhaled while struggling and coughed at the sickly sweet smell.

Whoever was holding me let me go, and I collapsed on the ground as the world started to darken.

The last thing I saw was Dragon bursting out of the woods, yelling my name.

o.O Well… Hmm so it seems as if Skyla has her own mystical animals? Oh well. Is that a ROMANCE I see between Dragon and Skyla? Or is it just nothing more than family protectiveness? And why in the world would a random group wearing random armor holding random weapons capture Skyla and her group? You'll know next chapter so come back!

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