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(Trauma Center Fanfiction Story,A Special Creature:The Pink Merdog,Chapter 10)what am i?who am i?i will run away to find all the answeres to my questions.[dragina vs dragoon][told from OCs POV][1st submited fanfic]{categories:fantasy/friendship/adventure}

Caduceus USA

“So, where do you come from?” I heard the dragodon say “and why do you have this book?”

“Somewhere and that’s privet” I said to him.

“You merdogs have always hated us dragodons”

“Merdogs like dragodons? Our rivals,” I spoke sarcastically “ha-ha, you make me laugh”

“Dragina, this is serious. You’re running around los Angelis freely and end up being injured. It’s just not natural”

“How do you know my name?”

“It’s on your colour”

I looked at my colour to see that it was there. “Yeah, now, what do you want?”

“Would you rather us let you die?”

I thought for some time “how do I know you aren’t a dragodon waiting to kill me?”

“Dragoon said you were stubborn”

“You know him?”

“Yes, he’s my brother”

“Here she is, dude” I heard a male human’s voice.

I finally woke up to see Derek at first. “Derek?”

“Dragina,” he said softly and stroked the side of my head. “It is me”

“You know her?” I heard the dragodon say, I looked left to see him. “My name’s Sidney”

The first one looked like Greg from hope, but he had a greeny coloured heir. It was faint, but I could see he wore glasses.

“My name’s Sidney,” he said.

“You both have the same name” I said. “Must be weird” the second human was another male. His heir was blond, but I couldn’t see his eye colour because his eyes were partly shut.

“Hello,” he said to me. “The name’s Tyler”

“Tyler?” I repeated

“That’s right”

The third human was a female. She had black heir and hazel eyes.

“My name’s Cybil” she said.

“Cybil?” I repeated “you humans have weird names”

“The same Dragina I always knew,” Derek said to me. I looked down at my body to see that the electric nets were gone, but the book of life was still in my claws. It was a relieve. “Yes, you still have your book”

I passed the book of life to my front claws and notices that my scares were all stitched and my wings were too. “You cured me? Thank you”

“It wasn’t a problem”

“Is the merdog awake yet?” I heard a voice from outside the room. A male human walked in. He had black heir, but I couldn’t see his eye colour because his eyes were half closed and his heir was in front of them like he was emo. He leaned on wall. Nice attendance, I thought sarcastically.

“She is indeed,” Sidney, the human said. I looked at the human by the door, shyly. “That’s victor”

I looked at him. “Victor?”

“What was she doing out there?” victor asked.

“She said she wanted to find out why she was dumped from her original home” Derek explained.

“And how is your “trip”?” he asked me, facing me.

Let’s see, ran away from home, bumped into Toboe, he got trapped in a trap, Blackwell comes and tries to get us, Toboe gets stuck in his electric nets, I run with one in my back claws, ran here, nearly died so, yeah, it was great, I thought to myself. I looked down at the floor unhappy. I guess I shouldn’t joke about things like that. “Fine thanks” I said sarcastically

“Are you okay Dragina?” Derek asked me.

“Yeah”

“Are you sure?”

“She’s probably just shy,” I looked up at him, shyly. “Yeah, shy”

“Can I talk to Dragina in privet please?” Derek asked

“Okay, we’ll be outside” Sidney said. Everyone did as he said and walked out, even the dragodon. Now it was just Derek and me.

“Are you ok Dragina?” Derek asked. “You don’t seem to be in a good mood like you usually are.”

“I’m fine,” I said. “I’m just not very happy.”

“Why?”

“What happened to me, the reason I got these scares was a hunter. He shot us and tried to trap us. Toboe died.”

“He died?”

“Yes, he told me he loved me. What really upset me is that he said he loved me, but I couldn’t say that I... loved him back,” I paused for some time. “I must go to Wales”

“But you’re still weak,” I looked up at him. “Rest here then go when you’re ready”

“Ok”

He left the room. I saw that I had a needle in my front paws. My left one came to this bag of water being carried by a metal wire by the looks of it. My right one went into this machine with monitor, I read parts of it.

Blood pressure: 130 beets per min.
Blood vitals: 60

What was this on about? I also saw some squiggly lines appearing. I opened the book of life to a page titled “the breath tear”. I started to read.

A merdog’s tear is special. It can release magic into the atmosphere. What makes it do this? The answer; the merdog’s breath tear. It is the most important tear of the merdog. It has control of the merdogs breaths. When the merdog dies, the breath tear will fall out the merdog’s eye. It shines different colours to symbolise each breath.

Makes sense I thought to myself, then I thought about the time my farther died, but this time, I saw a tear fall from his eye. First it shined light blue, which must symbolise ice. Then it shined dark blue, which must symbolise water. Then it surprisingly shined yellow, which symbolised lightning. Then it shined red. What could that symbolize?

“What are you thinking there merdog?” I heard a voice behind me. I turned behind me to see Sidney the dragodon.

“”merdog” has a name you know” I said seriously to him. “Why would you want to know anyway?”

“Fine then DRAGINA, I was only being nosey” he said as he walked out. After that, Cybil walked in to see me.

“Is everything ok?” she asked me.

“Yeah” I said in a lax voice.

“Are you sure? You seem upset”

“I’m just scared of going to Wales”

“Don’t worry, you can go when you’re ready”

“Thanks”

She checked the monitor “135 beets per minute. Quite good for a merdog” she said to me then she walked out.

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One week later

I was starting to walk around, but I was told I had to stay in my room. I left the book of life at the bed all the time and I never went to far away from it. I’m not quite cured yet, I still need to be able to jump up to my bed, because I have to climb to get to it.

I spent most of my time on my bed, I mostly only come down for food or if I wanted something. At the moment I was on the floor, drinking. I was so bored, then I saw victor by the door.

“Hello” he said, leaning on the door. “Are you bored?”

“Yeah”

“That’s too bad. Nothing I can do” he said, then he left.

I just climbed up to my bed and thought about my dad’s breath tear. Then I thought what red could have been. Could it be? But it couldn’t, it’s too hot to use, but it had to be. Could it be...

Fire!?

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