1 Chapter one: The Adventure Begins

Azara p.o.v.

Hi my name is Azara Crimson and this is a story about something unnatural and out the ordinary that happened to me and my friends. This all began when I had first fallen asleep. I started to dream of a cave painting that I had never seen before. The painting I saw showed these small human figures fighting something like a dark blue dragon that seemed to be from fairy tales and the fiction section of libraries. The painting came alive and the dragon was chained down. It struggled and the humans surrounding it yelled out orders and screams of fear. The dragon roared and a blue ball of flame formed as it roared. It was as if it came from beneath its scales and when it completely formed, the flame flew miles away in just seconds. The dragon finally fell to the ground and struggled no more. It cried a single tear as it closed its eyes awaiting its fate. A man with red eyes wearing a worn out cloak walked to the creature's head, grinned and began to laugh. Two men in armor dull and grey came and ended the life of the beast by severing its head off slowly. I suddenly awoke from my slumber sweating and heard people speak loudly to each other from outside my bedroom door.

I slowly get up and out of bed. I clean my sweat and I slowly and quietly open the door to the hall. I see many people wearing camo clothing military styled. On the back and side shoulder was written {E.O.D.M.B}. I walked through the hallway passing the soldiers thinking,

'What's going on? And What does E.O.D.M.B. mean?'

I see my dad at the kitchen table speaking to some other people of the same clothing except they were wearing badges that looked strange and crystal-like. The conversation between them ends and they walked away towards others by my refrigerador in the corner of the room. But they were watching the floor closely in that area pointing their guns to the ground as if getting ready for something happen.

I walk to my Dad and ask, "Papá, qué está pasando?''

He looks at me and says, "Está bien, mija, todo va a estar bien, confía en mí.'' He walks toward a crate near the door to the garage and takes out a rifle.

I followed him and heard one of the soldiers whispers, "I hope we kill that beast before it kills any of us Sargent."

The Sargent replied, "I doubt that we'll be able to kill that thing quickly Private Malkinson".

My blood runs cold and I freeze up. I start to panic, afterwards I see my two brothers holding guns as well. I think to myself , 'I hope I stop my papá from doing this... These strangers can do whatever they're here for, themselves, besides we are just civilians'. I grab my father's arm to stop and get his attention.

I asked, "¿Papá, por qué no dejas que quien ellos sean, que se encarguen ellos mismos de lo que sea que están haciendo?"

He looks at me and says, "¡Porque no quiero que se lleven todo el crédito por descubrir dónde estaba esta bestia que han estado buscando después de que lo dejaron salir!"

I feel saddened and disappointed for my father's reason in doing this. "Papá, por favor, no quiero verte morir ante una bestia que dejaron salir por accidente," I reply in the hope of convincing him to not do whatever he was going to do.

"Nadie dijo que tenías que mirar mija," his tone was full of bitter anger and hatred.

I hold my tears back and run to my bedroom, slam the door shut and locked it. I quickly open my closet to grab my plain black shirt, plain black jeans, sketchers, pair of socks, and my black with golden buttoned leather jacket. I change into them quickly and walk to the bathroom connected to my room only. I grab my black hair tie, brush my blackish brown hair, and tie it in a ponytail.

I grab my black sunglasses and quickly put them on. I grab my Samsung galaxy five with plain black covered and put it in the front pocket of my jeans. I get out of my room as fast as I can. I head to the garage. It's completely empty except for the laundry and the boiler cylinder looking whatever crap it is. I close the door behind me and turn around to my right to see the garage button. As I'm about to push the button, I hear something smash through concrete and the ground shakes a little and then stops. I out of fear reopen the door to the left of the garage button, my right that I had just walked through moments ago. To see a cloud of dust probably the powder from the concrete.

After a few moments a human shadow figure a few 2 feet away and call out to it, but I don't yell nor scream, "I don't know who you are and I don't give a shit who you are, but just come out of the fucking fog already!" The shadow figure doesn't answer and just disappears out of sight. I exclaim, "Hey, get the fuck back here". I start to hear gunshots and many men and women screaming in agony.

A different looking shadow figure comes at me from the cloud and falls to the floor immediately and two seconds later I see something roll to me. It was my father's head and whatever neck it had left was bleeding out. I hold in my scream and tears start to flow from my eyes. I immediately hit the button and the garage door opens slowly. But as soon as I had enough room to run out through it. I slammed the door entrance close and ran as fast as I could out of the garage onto the street. I run to the only place I know directions to that is safe. I hear a roar that scares me almost half to death. I run faster than before with the help my adrenaline.

I ran for 20 minutes and finally got to my destination. I think 'Finally, I need to warn them about this.' I was finally at a place I thought would be safe but little did I know that it would only be safe until for a while before they found us and came looking for us. Scoun Baka and his brother Skowalski Baka' s home was no safer than my own.