I wore my black hoodie. My favorite one.
But I didn't wear it because it was my favorite. I wore it along with a black cap, black face mask and black sunglasses. It was to make sure that I was totally unidentifiable.
Had this been just a few months ago, I would have rolled over laughing over my deeds.
I was walking on tip toes, in the middle of the night, with a dagger in my hand. But this was not the weirdest part.
I was headed to a much weirder place. I was headed to the one famous psychic in our town. Widely known as Mystic Joe.
No need to judge me. Who in their right senses, goes to those fraudsters for a solution. That had been my attitude too. But I needed to save a dying Dragon, so I was not left with much options.
The stairs that lead me to the room were lit with tiny neon lights. It made me cringe more.
" Come in! "
a voice called just before I was about to knock.
I pushed the door. The inside of the room was filled with scented smoke.
I closed my eyes and immediately took a step back. The smoke was burning my eyes.
" Oh! sorry about that. Please come inside. It was my mistake. "
The room was crystal clear the next moment I opened my eyes after hearing his apology.
Magic! Duh!
Probably some cheap trick. But he was at present my only hope in this human world. I was atleast hoping for some answers to proceed or build on.
" Please sit down Lady Liana! "
the way he addressed me was weird as well.
" Do you know what this is! "
I went straight to the point. I dumped the Dagger on his table.
If he was able to identify it he would be of help. Otherwise I was out of the place.
He stared at it. Then looked back at me.
" How did you get your hands on it? It had been sealed away a very long, long time ago. It is highly toxic. Not for us. We are the only creatures able to handle it. "
I was holding my breath. Anticipating. Then finally heaved a sigh of relief.
His words did imply he was knowledgeable. And I could rely on him for advise. He was not a total quack.
" How can somebody who has been stabbed by this be treated? "
another to the point enquiry.
His eyes shot up at my question.
" There is someone hurt by this? Where? "
He literally stood up and started looking. Here and there. As if I had brought the patient along but he was hiding.
" Ummm, he isn't here. He is locked up... Umm, at the police station! "
" WHAT! Since when did they start arresting Dragons! "
He knew about them. Fantastic.And his facial expressions implied he was in awe with them.
" It's a bit complicated. My mother got him arrested because she has a grudge against me. And he could not fight them off because his powers have weakened after being stabbed by this dagger! "
I hoped I was not giving away too much information.
Draco would kill me the moment he got out, if that was to be the case.
" Really! "
he shook me with sparkling, excited, puppy eyes.
" Are you telling me the truth. There is a Dragon locked up in my town?
I had been telling them always. But nobody believed me. I told them about their world beyond ours. They called me a fraudster.
But never mind. Where is this Dragon. I must see him. "
" Umm, I can arrange that. But he really has a bad temper. If I go back again without being able to arrange a bail process... "
" What did they lock him for? I mean his charges? "
" Umm, there are a few but they wouldn't let him go because of his identity crisis. He naturally has no documentation and that is what he are pinning him with. "
He nodded.
"That can be fixed. But it's a little expensive. "
" Money is not a problem here. Tell me the solution. "
" In that case, do you have his photograph? "
I unlocked the gallery and started scrolling through it fast.
Luck was on my side.
" Here! will this do? "
" Ummm, " he stared hard at the angle.
" It's difficult but I will make it happen. You wait here. I will need to make some phone calls. "
I sat, dangling my feet on one of the high chairs that were stacked at the corner.
He was probably gone for more than three hours.
I had fallen asleep in the desk. Woken up. Drank the left over juice on his table and then went back to sleep again.
" Lady Liana! "
his happy, excited voice startled me up from my dream.
" yeah! "
I stretched and yawned.
" Here! How does it look?"
He showed me an identity card.
Draco's face was photo shopped into it.
He looked like a Greek God. Flawless.
The name read Drake Drakon.
What the heck.
"Why did you change his name? His name is Draco! "
He looked at me with surprise.
" Dragons have names as well? "
then he looked me up and down.
" What is your relationship with this creature anyway? Are you a pet? A slave? And he is your master? "
I felt like slapping across his face. But gulped the ange down.
" Relax... Liana relax. He might know about the antidote for Draco's pain. There is no point in killing him. Not yet!"
I literally vowed to wack his tongue out of it's socket and push it inside his pocket.
But I smiled.
" Something like that. Or may be something different.
Now let me first clarify, we would not get into trouble for forging this. Right? "
I indicated the identity card.
" No chance at all. It's done from the best in this trade.
Let's go save a dragon girl.
My life is complete today .
I would not mind if the earth swallows me after that Or the sky drinks me up! "
I cringed again and stepped out.