The Beast Within

Chapter 1

Above is Sam's tattoo.

"Let's take this to the room, huh hot stuff?" I say.

Walking out of the kitchen, with an arm full of chips and other snacks, I slowly make my way toward my room. After closing the door with my feet I plop down on my bed. All the snacks I'd gathered spilt onto the bed.

Grabbing my TV remote and Xbox 360 controller I turn on my Xbox and TV. Going to Netflix I push the green button on the controller.

As Dr Who starts to play I lean back and rip open a bag of chips. I watch as David Tennant and Billie Piper battle cybermen.

As The Doctor, Rose, and Mickey defeat the cybermen, I hear a knock on my door. I glared at the front door through the wall. Who dares interrupt my Dr Who?

Stopping Netflix before it could play the next episode I get up from my bed. As I stand up I catch myself in the floor length mirror.

My red hair stopping at my mid back, almost straight with a slight curl at the end. My blue eyes are blood shot from the lack of sleep. In my blue tank top and black jeans, my dragon tattoo on my right shoulder blade is clearly shown.

Stalking to the door, I yank it open without checking to see who it was. I immediately regretted it. There on the other side of the door stood a tall man. His short black hair and green eyes telling me who it was.

"Hello, sister." My brother, Francis, said with a smile.

I took a step back and tried to slam the door closed in his face. Francis caught the door before I could fully close it. I run to my room and manage to close the door before Francis could stop me. I lock the door, but it won't keep him out more than a second.

Running to my window, I pull it open and push the screen out. I jump out just as Francis knocked my bedroom door down. Without so much as a glance behind me, I run as fast as I can.

Living in the country has its advantages. For one, no close neighbors.

My strides don't falter as I burst into my true form. I morph into my blood red Dragon with blue eyes. My human form is not a form I like. Dragons are meant to be powerful, not hiding in the dark. Hiding from humans of any creature.

I lift my wings and push myself in the air. I could hear Francis change to his true form. A black Dragon with green eyes. He was bigger than me, being almost 200 years older. I was faster, always have been, Francis may have the brute force and size, but I'm fast and nimble.

I race through the skies with Francis right behind me.