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The clicking and tapping of keys echoed throughout my room, as I worked on another chapter of my story. This was all my old computer could be used for now, in a sense, it was an oversized note pad, where my writings of both my thoughts, and stories, gathered into one cluster. During what little free time I have, or when I feel the need to write, I spend my time, sitting on a nearly broken chair, looking at my keyboard, so I knew what I was writing, at times, barely looking up at my screen; only to see if any mistakes were made.

It is no surprised, when I upload a new story, chapter, or anything when it comes to writing, I have the grammar Nazi after me, or that one person who said they cant read past the first few lines because of this. I can understand, I need a proof reader, but that's the thing, I write, to write. It's a way for me to vent out any anger, or sadness that I have. Some people say yelling, hitting a wall, or jogging helps them, yes, that helps them; not me. Because, I love to write, sure I gathered a few fans on different sites for different reasons. Some liking my pony stories, and others, anything else I write. But with me working, living on my own, real life can be a bitch when it about something I really wanna do; like write or play my games. 'My' story was nearly done, the last few lines coming along smoothly, as I copied the words, from the papers beside me. Written to me by a friend, who wanted this story, his story to be told. All he asked, was that I just tell everyone it was a fantasy story; because really, would you believe me if I said, a dragon told me to write all of this down? No, I didn't think so.

What is there to be known of me, other then I is a single man, living at my own place at the age of 21? My skin, a bit tan from the sun, and my hair as black as a raven's feather. My hazel eyes, tracing back and forth as I looked at the words, plastered along my screen. Nodding once, seeing that it was in order. I saved it, and leaned back. At last, a long 'story' at last done. My fingers, rubbing softly along my eyes. M y home, you could say I was lucky to know, and had been nice to some people, it was a three bedroom home, and luckily I didn't have to pay a cent to it, just as long as I had a job and paid everything else, I was good. The land lord, well, I helped her long ago, I can barely even remember what it was that I helped her with. She was just so glad that she gave me an old apartment that would cost me nearly a grand to rent out.

Did I have a family? Blood, no. my mother and father left me at a mall with a small bundle of cash, I understand now that they couldn't raise me...but to leave me alone at a mall like that; what were they thinking? I tried to find them years later, after I was old enough to fully understand, that was when I was eighteen...but they died years before that. Let's just say, I was lucky when I was born I didn't have anything wrong with me. They were meth heads. I guess, having found out of their fate, and knowing I could never sit down and talk to them, I guess it gave me a feeling of...something, good, bad, I don't know. What would I have done, yell, cry, forgiven them? I don't know...but my past was in the past.

I was never taken in by anyone, ether too old, or just didn't seem like 'the perfect child' to anyone. Once I turned nineteen, I left, found a job easily with the help of the orphaned center and started off on my life. It wasn't until I was 20, was I...you could say, adopted, but two parents, and their three kids. Remember when I said a dragon asked me to write down his story...yeah, they are the one who took me in.

Here's a little lesson that I learned, which I still can't believe to be true, but it is. Like a coin, there are two sides to this world, good and evil being changed...ha, no just another world all together. It is like earth, but untouched at all by human hands, how I know this, I've been there, loads of times. And seeing how human hands never touched it, only one had, dragons.

Old stories of dragons are known as fearful creatures, which would destroy anything, big, huge monsters that can breathe fire, and fly like a demon from the underworld. In some part that is true, they only attacked when felt threatened, and those big scary forms...you could call them wrath forms in a sense. When they are normal, they stand like a human would, and even had human like bodies. How did I find out of this world, or that dragons were real? Well I could sit here and write, and write just about that I guess, but I know that it would take far too long, and really, that is a story for another time. Just know this, one of their children, their youngest somehow found herself in my home, I was freaking out she was freaking out, and well, her father nearly killed me. Now that I think on it, that was nearly a year ago today...huh...time sure flies.

It took a while, but we all started to get along, and well, even though I am not their family member by blood, race, or title, they welcomed me, within their family.

Speaking of, I looked over at my clock, hanging along the wall, wondering when they would be coming, the father, head of the family, told me for a change, they would be visiting me, something about a favor he wanted to ask of me, that only someone he could fully trust, could do. It wouldn't be too hard to hide dragons in my home. They were not overly large, the youngest daughter, being about half my height, standing about three, maybe even four foot tall. And the father, standing a huge eight foot. Yeah he was big, but I learned, he was a big softie. But, you didn't hear that from me, understand? If I remembered right, the mother, she stood about...well a bit taller then me, maybe six and a half foot tall, their eldest son, about my height as well as their middle child, also a female. But their son, Greydor, he still had many more years of growing left. Males' dragons tend to be vastly bigger of course.

Now some may be asking, in a city filled with humans, how five dragons would be able to come to my home without being seen. It's rather simply. Magic.

And no, I am not talking about that bull shit of, pulling a rabbit out of the hat type magic, no I mean real, real magic. The mother, Twilight, was her name; she was a mage dragon, and a rather powerful one at that. I use to make little jokes that her name was Twilight and she was very good at magic, of course she didn't understand why it was funny to me, she just said she read a lot of books as a hatchling. This would cause me just to smile, if anyone can guess why, good for you to those who found it out. Ether way, she, using her magic, made one of the rooms, well, larger on the inside. It was like another home, within a home. And in one of those rooms, a portal was made. I could easily enter and go to their home, a cave mind you, and they could come here whenever they wanted to; which they haven't yet until today. It worried me what, Talon, had to tell of me, something that he wanted only me and him to talk about in private. I knew Greydor told me about something of a hunting trip he and his father would be taking...oh god, would they ask me to go with them?! Ether way, I didn't get much more to think on, when I felt a chill run down my spine, a clear sigh that the portal was being made. Seeing how the magical aura was linked to both mine, and the rest of the family's blood line. Which me no one but us and our family could use it. When the spine tingled, that means one or more of us are using it to go to one place or another. Saving the work, and closing the program, I turned off my 06 computer, I told you; this bloody thing was old.

I made my way toward the bedroom door, looking much like any other door in the home. Yes I did have people at times come over, but the door wouldn't change unless I was the only one here, it was a strange bit of magic, that was for sure, because really, how would one explain about a place within a room, where it should only be able to hold a space big enough for a normal size bedroom...yeah, I would love to try and try and tell that to someone.

Placing my hand on the middle of the door, my hand glowed a soft purple hue, before stopping, hearing the sound of soft clicks, as a lock that was not seen along the door, clicked off. The door frame, flashing a deep red, allowing what seemed to be a lung dragon to be seen along the side, before going back to normal. Smiling, the charm on the door done, I opened it up, to see what was inside.

It reminded me of an old castle in a sense, the room I mean, stone grey squares, all around, the fire torches, warming the cold room. Along the walls, were doorways to other rooms, which held bedrooms, or a bathhouse. Really, if anyone wanted to know what a old style castle back in the medieval times looked like, this was it. In the middle, they were already here, a large circle like portal, with designs to hard for me to even place down on paper. Hel the portal was just to hard to even try and explain it with words!

"Ah, there you are," a deep rough voice rumbled as I looked over, seeing the towering male of the head of this family, Talon.

His scales were that of blood red, and as I said, unless in their wrath like sate, they were as people would say; Anthro. From my understanding, the dragons of their world barely, f not wore any clothing, the fact that they did was more for my benefit then their own. Talon as I said, stood taller then me, as he and the others got off from the portal, I believe eight foot tall, his body wide and large with muscles, making him look much like a bouncer. The other bit of clothing he had was that of a loincloth white as the snow, with a design on it that really didn't make to be anything. The outlining of it being a golden like hue. He crossed his large arms over his chest, male dragons didn't have nipples. His face triangle like as his red eyes locked onto my own hazel own. The underbelly that started from under his chin was more of a lighter red, from afar you couldn't see it, but up close you could. A set of horns on the top of his head, looking strong enough to break nearly anything, as wide and large wings, curled along his back. His thick tail resting along the ground. "I can see why you always seem a bit dizzy after coming through such a thing," he pointed out, looking back at the portal and then to me. "An interesting feeling, world jumping,"

"Indeed," I spoke with a soft chuckle. "You would think after a year of doing it, I would've gotten use to the feeling by now, no?" he released a rumbling laugh as he closed his eyes, his chin resting along his broad chest.

"Your body is simply not use to magic yet, Brandon,"

I turned my head over, gazing to his mate, and mother of his three children, Twilight; believe me, if her sur name was sparkle, I would never have been able to keep a straight face on when speaking to her...what, I, a Brony, sue me. Twilight stood a bit taller then me, I was told that her height was the normal height for females of their race, making the normal six foot tall human male, just short of their females. I didn't have an issue with it, but I knew some friends who wouldn't date or be alright with women taller then them...huh why am I even saying this anyway? Her scales shined a glow of purple, showing that she took care of her scales, the whole family did of course but she's showed the most. She held wings as well, in fact they all did, but unlike the rest of her family, save for her and Greydor, she held hair, and not horns. It wasn't a gender thing, seeing how her middle and youngest daughter held horns, but just a DNA thing I guess. Her hair was that of snow white, straight with a bit of a curl near the end. She held a much smaller tail then her mate, but I bet if she wanted to, it could still cause great harm to me. She too wore a loincloth, but also a top as well, covering her breasts. Yes, the female dragons held breast and I was surprised when I learned that they breast feed...I mean why else have them? They were a good size, couldn't really tell you how big they were, I don't know breasts sizes...I am a male you know. But for someone her size it was normal. She held a nice hip size as well, wide; in fact she looked to have an hourglass like body. She smiled as she looked down at me, her purple eyes locked to mine as she walked up and pulled me into a hug, my face flushed along her chest, well my cheek I mean. And yes I will admit, I am a virgin, why? Because I didn't believe on just bedding anyone for the sake of bedding someone. So yes, my face was flush when I felt the soft breasts of her along my cheek. A rumbling laugh of Talon, Greydor, and other family members were heard, as they knew I was embarrassed by such. "It is good to see you once more Brandon," she whispered, as I noticed she seemed to hug me a bit more then normal, a soft breathing coming from her nose as she relaxed with me. I blinked, but ether way, wrapped my arms around her in a hug as well. "Even if it had been only a month."

"I'll be sure to com visit far more, just...you know, work and all."

"Indeed." She agreed. I was no stranger to one of her hugs, after she and the rest grew more and more trusting of me, it was a surprised when I think on how at one point they didn't trust me. But that hug...it felt strange, like another meaning I couldn't understand.