A new story I am writing.
The air force had sent up two fighter jets after us. We didn’t want to cause a panic, but it was our first flight.
We didn’t know what we were doing. How did this happen? Why did this happen to us? I knew he was asking the same questions as I was. I could hear everything he was thinking from that first day when we touched hands. The day my life changed forever. My name is Seraphine, and my life changed forever that fateful day when I meet Kennett.
A dragon flying over the city was on every news station for days. Everyone was watching but as fate will have it so was Peter Kamali. He knew what were we and how to help us. He said it was his calling. How did he know we will transform? Peter was an older man. One of our professors. He taught ancient religions of mythology. He was the only one we could talk. I don’t know what else to call it, but Mr. Kamali called it our destiny. He was our guide. The only one who understood.
We were both so confused, walking along the path leading to the library when he found us. I thought I could find answers in the library.
“Do you think you should stand next to one another?” Professor Kamali said as he approached us. He looked up as we were at the steps to the library when he stopped us. “Researching what’s happening to you? Well, the books you want you won’t find there. Come with me.”
How the hell did he know? I looked at Kenneth who sported a dumbfounded look on his face. I can’t stand him.
“Relax, I won’t tell anyone your secret, for now. Let’s go so we can keep it that way.”
We stood for a moment as we were both scared.
Peter turned around, “Let’s go!”
I sighed and followed the professor with Kennett following behind me.
We went to his office. He pulled the curtains closed and locked the door. “Okay, first you need to tell me everything you know. So I can help you.” Peter said as we sat in his office at school. “And please don’t touch each other.”
We nodded in agreement and moved our chairs apart as we didn’t want to transform into his office.
“Okay good. Now please start from the beginning.” Peter asked.
We both talked at once. Everything that had been important in our lives was no longer important. It’s mundane crap.
Peter sighed, “One at a time. And before the air force became involved. Tell your story. Seraphine you can go first.”
Kennett laughed as he knew she will take forever.
Seraphine rolled her eyes, “I heard that.”
“I know, that’s why I thought it,” Kennett said with a smirk.
“In Chemistry class one day, a student asked the professor what makes a fire. From an early age people told us to rub two sticks together and due to friction, you can create a fire. So most of us laughed when he asked the question. But that wasn’t his question. He wanted to create a fire.”
Kennett rolled his eyes as she spoke. God, she’s annoying.
Seraphine continued “I didn’t think of this question until we transformed. I didn’t go to school to be a chemist. It was just one boring class in a long stream of other boring useless classes I had to take for my degree. I didn’t see myself sitting behind a desk for the rest of my life. I wanted to save lives, change the world, make it a better place I know it sounds idealistic, but that was my dream.”
Peter sighed, “Seraphine how is any of this important?”
“Don’t you see? I’m the heat source and Kennett is my spark.” She rolled her eyes wonder how a man who teaches at such a prestigious college and be so dense.
She kept talking, “I was always warm. Maybe that’s why I hate the summer months. I never thought I was unusual or different. Just warm. I love winter. I always have. The way the snow falls from the sky and piles over coving everything, I loved that. I could lie in the snow for hours letting it fall on my face as I watched the flakes falling getting larger as they landed on my face. It never bothered me. It was always just right.”
“Okay, my turn.” Kennett said “I was a transfer student. My name is Kennett and part of me wishes I never transferred here but here I am.” This new power agitated him. “I have things to do. Goals I made for myself and being a dragon is not one of those goals.” It was obvious both Seraphine and Kennett were having a difficult time with this.
“So let me explain things to you. First dragons are real as are many other magical creatures. You need two things to create a fire, a heat source, and a spark. Most people believe dragons just breath out fire, but it’s more complicated than that. Dragons exhale gases that then ignites. So you are correct in your assertion Seraphine. Seraphine is the heat source and Kennet you are her spark. Dragons have always created with one spark and one heat source. Two people.”