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I went to school after Thanksgiving break. It was pretty normal, at least for school. I was picked on by Mike, Kyle, and their friends, but I just ignored it and went on with my life. I had always wondered why they picked on me; I had never done anything to cause them any harm. I was not mean to them in any way. I mean, I often tried to fight back when they teased me, but I always failed. Either way, I was always left humiliated in front of whoever was nearby.

The next three weeks were the same. No one had noticed my tail, as I kept it hidden well within my pants, and the small bulge it created, was only noticeable if you were staring at my butt. I was glad no one had noticed; I did not want to be seen as a bigger freak than I already was. I knew if it was discovered I would instantly be more of an outcast in this school. I would be viewed as someone who was mutated into a disgusting creature.

Even though I did not want to be seen as an animal, I had grown to like the transformations; in fact I had really begun to love them. Still, I was glad nothing else within my life had changed. I don't think I could handle anymore alterations. The only thing that was different was the length of my tail. It seemed to grow more as the weeks passed. It stopped growing nine days ago. I measured it at forty-two inches. Even when I kept it slightly curled up in the air; it almost touched the ground.

The last week before break was the week of finals. It meant that we only had four hours of school at most, and I could spend the rest of my time with my friends. Each day was the same thing; I went to class and took one or two, two hour tests, and then went out to eat with my friends. I loved it. Monday through Thursday was the same, and I was enjoying it. I couldn't wait for Friday, as it was the last day before winter break, and we were having a party.

It was Thursday night, and I was tired. I spent my night studying for my advanced-placement, chemistry exam, and it was exhausting. So many facts ran through my head. I didn't think that we learned that much within one, short semester. I wish I had studied it sooner, as there was a lot of information that I was not able to review. Either way, I did not, and it was too late, so I really didn't have the chance to do anything else. I needed a good nights sleep before the test.

I prepared for the next day and quickly got settled in my bed. The chore of getting ready to go to bed became longer, since I had to wash and brush my tail. Other than the extra work, brushing my tail was pretty relaxing, and I often fell asleep while doing it. The worst part about having a tail was sleeping with it, as you always needed to adjust your position to keep from hurting yourself or twisting your fur. I often kept it tucked between my legs.

I closed my eyes. When I reopened them I found that I was surrounded by white clouds. Everywhere I could see there was thick white fog that seemed to go on for miles. I could not even see my hand when I held it three feet in front of my face. Whenever I inhaled I could feel the moistness of the air. I felt an increase in pressure; it seemed as if my body had suddenly gained weight and was forced down onto the ground.

Every step felt as if I had been running on a treadmill for hours. I stood still; the moister within the air was too much for me to handle alone, none the less the pressure increase. I did not understand why I was here. This place was unknown to me. It seemed that this area was just a lifeless, wasteland. The only thing this vicinity seemed to have was fog.

A single shadow was standing a good distance away from me. Every time I tried to get close to it, the shadow seemed to move farther away. Why was this loan shade visible when nothing else was? Not even my own hand was dark enough to see when I held it out in front of my face. What about this object made it so dark it could be seen through all of this white? What could this object be? What was this place?

It was too painful to move. I felt as if my lungs were on fire. This moister seemed as if it was stealing all the energy from within my body. Whenever I tried to move I noticed more of my strength leave me. It was becoming hard to stand. Even the simple act of breathing became a challenge, but I tried as much as I could to summon energy.

The dark object seemed to move closer as I struggled. Was it just a trick of the fog or was it truly moving closer to me? If it was, what could it be? No living creature could survive long within this mist. Even I, who had a far better chance than most, would fall after not long. It had to be a trick; nothing would survive, they would just die.

I began to wonder about all the animals that had fallen because of this death cloud. Their spirits were probably lost inside of it. The thought of that made me sad. I would hate to spend eternity trying to escape from something this horrible. They would forever be lost in the mist. Nothing could free them, and there was no way to find your way out of this curse.

Why would this fog exist? In nature fog existed when the air became too saturated. But this fog was different. It was made of water, but it seemed to have a strong energy within it. I don't know why, but this fog was drawing out all the strength within my body and then pulling it away. It almost left me lifeless, as if my body was withering away.

I closed my eyes for a second; I was going to die soon. The only thing that I could do was hope that somehow I would survive. When I finally reopened my eyes I noticed that the shade had in fact moved closer. I could hear it breathe. I could almost touch it. What truly was this creature? It was not only able to live within this mist, but in fact it seemed to be able to flourish.

It moved faced to face with me. It was nothing but a black figure that could move on its own. Around its body was a large ring, which was a bright white and could be seen through the fog. Around the circle was a series of inscriptions that I had seen from somewhere. The inscriptions were silver and seemed to repeat all the way around it.

"Hel-p me." It panted softly. It could speak English. I thought only humans could speak English. Why could this creature? It was not human; I knew it wasn't. The creature did not look human. It only stood like one. "Please...Help me." I could hear the pain in its voice as it spoke to me. It hurt hearing its pain, but I could do nothing. I did not want to watch it suffer until either of us died.

"What." I began to cough violently. The moister was getting denser and it was becoming harder to breathe. "Do I." I panted some and placed my hands on my knees. "Gotta do?" I finely asked. I was weak and about to die, but I could at least save this creature. It was the least I could do with my fading life.

The creature knelt on the ground. Its head began to droop as it pressed its hand against the ring. Sparks of dark light began to fly away. Instantly it pulled its hand away; black smoke rose from the burnt flesh. The patterns were glowing and I could feel a small tingle in my finger. It felt as if someone had pressed a small, electric buzzer to my pinkie.

"Pull off the seal, please. It hurts so much." I heard him begin to cry. I reached up and began to yank on the ring. It would not budge. Would I even in death fail? I wanted to do one thing for another living being before I passed. I began to yank harder. It was cracking. I quickly pulled with the rest of my might. One final, large crack was made on both side of the ring. I closed my eyes and fainted.

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When I finally regained consciousness I could no longer feel any moister around my body and the pressure had faded. When I opened my eyes I saw the ring lying on the ground; it was in halves, and a small circle of light had pushed the fog away. The shade was standing next to me. It seemed to have shifted. Instead of standing on two legs it was now on four. It had a tail, which looked like mine and wolf ears on top of its head. I could see its eyes; they were a vivid yellow and glowed brightly.

I did not understand what happened. Did I die or did I somehow manage to break that seal? Even if I did, how would had the fog been push back? What was that giant wall of that that seemed to hold back the fog? Was it because I broke the seal around that creature that I was saved, or was it the creature that saved me? Either way I was alive.

I looked around and sighed softly. The entire area was dead. A decaying, brown grass lined the ground, and the remnants of a rotted tree rested on top of it. There were no bodies lining the land, so I figured that no animals were trapped in this part of the fog. The only signs of life were the creature and I. We both seemed very close to death ourselves and we might soon be joining any creatures that were in the rest of the fog.

I reached my hand back; something felt different. I could not feel my tail. I knew I had it when I first entered this place, but when I looked back I saw that it had vanished. What did that fog do to me? Was I normal now? What was this creature? I opened my mouth and felt my teeth; they had also changed. What happened to me? Right when I was starting to like these changes they had vanished. I actually was going to miss them. They made me different.

"Hello," it said as its eyes looked directly into mine. They were powerful. "Name's Kiba." I never had seen such a creature, what was it? "You must be Haru?" Kiba asked. I nodded. What had happened to the shade I saw when I first came here? What happened to the fog that was covering the ground? It was like we were in a barrier.

I lifted my head up slightly. "Where are we?" I asked. My head fell back, and then I began to cough again. There was no explanation for this place. There was nothing to explain why I was here. I had to know, so I asked, "Why am I here?"I wanted to find out answers to something. It hurt to talk. "What are you? And why are you here?"I was able to get out two final questions, before I lost my voice.

"Your soul is where all mysteries are kept," Kiba said with a large grin. "Such as the spirit of the wolf." I was left speechless. What did this creature know that I did not? Did he know what the spirit of the wolf was? Could I finally know the truth of what the phrase meant? "Each soul has a counterpart. Maybe eleven, maybe twelve thousand people will fit their souls." I wasn't sure what was going on. "But your soul only has one. The person with the phrase, the secret of the dragon."

The secret of the dragon. Someone suffered with a phrase like I did. Was there fate and mine intertwined? Why was this creature telling me this? If he knew what the spirit of the wolf meant, why didn't he just tell me? When I opened my mouth and tried to ask him no words came out, I was out of luck. I wanted to know the answer more than anything else. I wanted to know why every time I heard it said I was left frozen in my place.

"Don't even ask," he said to me. Why couldn't I know? I wanted to get it out of my life. "I don't know the answer myself." Kiba sat down on the ground and faced towards the east. "Even if I could make it back to that giant hole, it's not like I could cross it without the secret of the dragon."

The spirit of the wolf, the secret of the dragon, all these phrases ran through my head. How would I find this one person? There are billions of people out there, how could I find just one single being? It would be like finding a needle in a thousand haystacks.

Even if I were to somehow pass this person or even know them, there was no way for me to know it was them. I could not feel some special energy coming from their body. It's not like they wore a sign that said, they were the keeper of the secret of the dragon. Even if they happened to have a distinct marking it's not like they were the only people to have it; with today's technology you can almost look like anyone.

"He'll be blue, red, and silver. You two won't get along, but don't give up on him. He doesn't know who he is." I did not know what he meant. Was he saying that dragons existed? That was not possible. If dragons had existed someone would have reported it by now. He had to mean that this person would have blue, red, and silver hair. Dragons were just mythological creatures that people confused with dinosaurs. How would I find a person like that? I know of no one who had hair of those colors.

Kiba smirked. "Oh you'll hate each other. One of you probably will try to kill the other. It'll be great." He was confident and I hated it. How dare he assume that I will hate this person? I generally got along with anyone that accepted me. "Oh and when that final bond forms, the mist that'll clear. It'll be magnificent." He reached down and pressed his hand onto mine. Grass began to cover the ground. A large tree sprouted out from where the fallen remains were. "This soul will finally be complete."

He lifted his hand off of mine and closed his eyes. "I've waited thousands of years to be reborn into someone. You're it, so," He said, sticking his hand out. I grabbed it and began to shake it slightly. "Lets find out the answer together." He smiled and I nodded. This small patch of life surrounded by the mist amazed me. How could something that killed everything, which it seemed to surround, leave something so amazing?

Kiba laid down on the ground and crawled over to me. He softly sighed. "I'm sorry that I can't help you more." He looked into my eyes for a second. His eyes became gentle and it made me smile. "I lost my memory," he sighed softly and put his head into his hands. "I remember being young and then nothing. I remember hearing that phrase as a child, and my parents telling me that someone will come to me and it'll be our job to solve it." He closed his eyes and nuzzled up to me. "I also remember being told about the secret of the dragon, but then nothing."

I turned to him; I felt some of my strength come back to me. I opened my mouth and hoped this would work. "Yo-you," I coughed slightly. I cleared my throat and smiled. "You don't have to stress about it," I softly laughed. "How ‘bout this." I poked him in the side and smiled tenderly. "We will find it together." I gently pet him on the head. I didn't trust him; he seemed to know too much about this world and that other phrase.

"I know what you are thinking." He paused for a second and looked at the ground. "But I really don't know why I know so much, I just do," he sighed softly. Could he really be deceiving me? The look in his eyes. They seemed too innocent to be lying. "I'll do anything to prove to you that I'm not lying." I heard him whimper softly. "I just... I want to remember who I am!" His eyes closed, his ears folded against his head, and his tail tucked between his legs.

"What's this person look like?" I looked at him and then began to laugh slightly. "It's not like dragons exist." If I could squeeze any more details out of him I might be able to find this person. It is not like some scaly creature really was what I was looking for. That would be even harder to find than trying to find just one person. Dragons don't exist, or if they did they don't anymore. "So, like, what does he look like? And um... How much older is he than me?" Kiba lifted his head and looked at me strangely, as if he expected me to ask something else.

"I don't know." He looked away from me for a second. What was he hiding? Was there something about this that I got wrong? No it is not possible. If anyone had ever seen a dragon it would be all over the news or at least the internet. I mean, I have read plenty of stories about dragons in my mythology class, but they were always depicted as evil demons. If those creatures truly existed in this world, people would have noticed something by now.

"Kiba, what was that thing around your body?" I asked, trying to divert the conversation away from this other person. I sat up and looked at the two, white halves. I had seen it from somewhere, but I was not sure where. I wasn't sure why, but seeing it broken, somewhat gave me a sense of relief. "What was it doing to you?" I asked softly. I didn't understand why that seal was around him. Was freeing him something I shouldn't have done? Have I set loose an evil creature upon this world?

"I don't know." He looked at it for a second. "You put it there." I looked back at him and then back at the broken pieces. I knew I saw it from somewhere. It looked just like the ring that the old man gave me. Why would it seal off this creature? What was it stopping from happening? Was the old man protecting me from something or was he trying to curse me? That ring had always made me feel so good, but now that it was broken I felt free. It was as if I had been a bird in a cage, and now I was free to explore what I had only been able to see through the bars.

"What's the secret of the dragon?" I wanted to keep up the conversation. I feared that I would lose his attention and loose the only lead I had. I also figured that he knew something, which he was not telling me. "Like, is it an actual secret or what?" That had to get something out of him. I knew I would break him eventually.

"I don't know." He paused and then stood up. He began to walk towards the lone tree. Instantly he passed through it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I followed him through the tree. We were on a large body of water. I looked down and then over to Kiba. We were standing on top of an ocean. I could feel the warmth of the water over my feet every time a wave hit them. I could smell the fresh, ocean air, and I could even taste the bitterness of the salt. Why were we here? How were we able to stand on water?

Kiba pressed his hand down into the sea. I saw images of dozens of people. They each were lined up in a large row. He turned to me. "I've lived in many souls. They all searched for the answer to the spirit of the wolf. Not because they were born with it, but they somehow managed to stumble upon it. You're the first to be born with the phrase inside of you. I don't know why that is, but its how things went. You're the one fate chose to carry this curse. It's your choice whether you follow it or not."

Slowly Kiba moved his paw and closed his eyes. The image shifted and a person was standing on the water like I was. "You aren't the first person to make it this far. Another has also made it inside of this land. He didn't want this part of his life and in the end he ended up killing himself." He pulled his paw up slightly and I gazed upon a dragon. It was nothing like what I expected. Instead it stood like a human, who had just shifted into a reptile. It reminded me of the dragons I saw in cartoons as a child.

The more I looked at this so called dragon the more I thought it was not possible. A dragon was a mythological creature that was used to explain dinosaur bones. If dragons truly did look like this then there was no way for us to miss them. "This is a dragon, but not the one you're looking for. The sad thing is you won't even know who he is." He removed his paw from the water and began to walk away from me. He was beginning to fade as he moved further away.

"Wait Kiba! How will I know that I've got the right person?" I quickly asked, but I got no answer. Kiba had vanished. I could not remember the colors he had told me. What was I going to do? I wanted to get this out of my head and move on with my life. How was I going to find a creature of a specific color, if it did not exist? Even if I happened to find one dragon, how would I know if it's the one, if I didn't remember its colors?

"How will I get out of here?" I screamed loudly, falling to my knees. I was stuck in this land and I had no way to escape. I didn't know what I was going to do if I was stuck in this lone land. "Come back," I whined loudly. I wanted to leave and badly. I hated this place; it reminded me that I was alone. I'd rather be lying in my bed right now with the covers over my head.

A soft fog rolled across the water and any last traces of Kiba vanished. The water became dark as if I had suddenly moved to a deep part of the ocean. The sky, which was a crystal blue, was now a dark black. I could see thousands of stars in the sky. This once bright day, was now drifting into night time. How long have I been here?

I heard loud beeps ring through my mind. This world began to fade and darkness took its place. Was this all a mirage? Could I have just imagined the entire event? I remember so little of it. I have this strange feeling that it was real. I don't think my imagination could make up something that realistic. If it was real, what happened to the world?

My eyes shot open and I took a deep breath. It was just a dream. I was somewhat disappointed. I thought I had moved a step closer to finding my answers. I had thought all the answers that I sought were in front of my eyes. It must have been just a dream; one that was very vivid. I barely remember anything about the world or what Kiba said.

I quickly tossed my blanket off my body and stood up. I was steaming hot. My fur had kept me very warm. I looked down. I still had a tail; it was just a dream. I was somewhat relieved. I liked my changes. I stretched back slightly and rubbed my hand in my eyes. I turned towards the mirror and cracked my neck. When I reopened my eyes I saw that my ears had vanished and grew on top of my head; they looked like Kiba's. My eyes were yellow and looked like the moon.

"What happened to me?" I yelled. No one was home. I slowly fell back onto my bed. My head slammed into the wall. I was unconscious.