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Chapter Ten :

It Was Better In The Morning /



A cloudy pink-ish sunlight streaming through my room window woke me up. It was eight A.M., and I slept well despite last night's event. I was feeling okay until I remembered what had happened yesterday. 

After putting on a light green sundress, brushing my teeth, and pulling my hair back into a ponytail, I went downstairs to check on Dolion. 

It was sleeping; leaned back on the sofa and completely still except for the soft rise and fall of its chest. A calm and empty expression resided on its pale, thin face. I moved closer to examine its wounds, which were now... Gone. 

Not even a slight trace of a scar existed on its lean, muscular abdomen. When I looked back up at its face, its silver eyes were open and awake. "How did you sleep?" It asked me. 

I clenched my teeth and blew air out from them. "Fine,..." I replied. "But how did you do that? Completely heal? There's no scars or marks left - that's impossible." Dolion shrugged. "I've always been able to do that. My species have this capability; we can heal relatively quickly as long as the damage isn't too severe." 

I glanced over at my parents sitting like concrete blocks on the couch. "All right, I'm getting breakfast." I stated. I was terribly hungry because of skipping lunch and dinner the day before. And anyways, after breakfast, I had more information to look for.

I ate some fruit, had two bowls of cereal ( Don't ask me how the milk hasn't spoiled yet, since I seriously have no idea. ), and then began again what I've been doing the past few days. Trying to figure out how to save the world. 

"Wait," I told Dolion as we stood outside my house. "You can't fly, but there is another way to travel longer distances, other than walking. We can drive one of my parents' cars." Dolion's face was blank. "Oh, don't tell me that you don't know how to drive," I complained. "My realm doesn't have cars, or any other vehicle for that matter." It retorted. 

I thought for awhile. "It's illegal, but who's alive enough to arrest me? I'm just going to attempt to save everybody by breaking the law. Wonderful." I went into the house to grab my mom's car keys. 

I relaxed my shoulders as I sat in the driver's seat. My left hand gripped the steering wheel and I put the key in the ignition, and... Nothing? I turned the key a couple times, then five times. Dead silence, not even the noise of a dead battery or an engine failing to start. "WHAT?!" I yelled. Dolion calmly stared at me. 

I ran back into the house to get my dad's keys , and two minutes later, it was the same thing. Neither of the cars would start. "But nothing was wrong with my parents' vehicles," I grumbled. I kicked the car door shut and threw the car keys up into a tree. 

A rumbling came from the road that went past my house. "UGH, WHAT NOW?!" I hollered irritably. The rumbling became louder and louder, shaking the ground a bit. It actually kind of sounded like... A stampede? 

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