Oh That's Just Perfect!

RDG

Chapter 1

What Now?

Ya know, looking around right now, I can see that my life ain't bad.

Could be worse. Most definitely worse.

I could have been shuffled off to Buffalo in an underground lab, waiting to be experimented on. I could have been raped, mutilated and left for dead.

Instead, I'm blindfolded, tied up, thrown in the back of a truck (I think), and I actually don't know what's going to happen to me…

So, yeah, trying to figure out if I'm going to be shipped off to that underground lab, or the other thing.

Who knows, maybe I'll be crowned Queen or something… though coronations don't generally start with a kidnapping.

Oh, by the way, you should know that I'm not human. Not completely anyways. I'm part dragon. A hybrid, if you will. Which means scales, wings, claws and a prehensile tail; along with the ability to change into a more human-looking form. I can morph completely into a quadruped dragon if I want to.

So… what the hell am I doing, blindfolded and tied up, waiting for my fate?

That's the problem. I can't morph at the moment. I'm trapped in my human form. Yup. I really hate my human form. It's only good for blending in with my surroundings… namely earth and the city I live in.

At this moment, every time I try to morph, electricity arcs through me. I imagine they have some sort of sensory collar on my neck. In fact, I can feel it.

Crap.

I suppose I should tell you that I grew up among humans. My mom explained to me that my father was… well, special was the term she used.

He was a dragon. Completely. I don't know how she managed to fall in love with him, but she did. And after that… he was killed mysteriously, I believe. I never knew him, at any rate.

I grew up, pretty normal, except for the occasional morphing. I learned to fly on my own. My mom taught me some fighting skills and gave me a relatively healthy lifestyle to survive on.

No friends. Never had one. My mom was my friend… until they took her.

Damn government agents.

I tried looking for her but… I got trapped and caught. Hence the situation I'm in.

So… as the sounds of opening doors and human voices and human scents enter into my senses, I growl.

I have a pretty baritone voice, for a girl, but I don't sound like a guy. And I imagine I'm pretty ugly too. Tall, big-boned, but I have a proportionately small waist; thank the gods, with a sarcastic attitude. I'm pretty sure I got it from my sharp-tongued mother.

I'm Kanani, by the way. Kanani Woods.

And… I'm about to find out what the hell's going on around here.

To new Readers, this chapter has been updated! Enjoy!