The Next Day...
Saurus's jaw dropped. "There's a creation too? That's.......... just................ man. Why are you telling us?" But he had an odd look in his eyes... whatever.
"Well, duh, because....... help me find it."
"Hahahahaha, sure. First, get the rest of the school to help. I need to get to History."
"Saurus?"
"Mm?"
"How long have you been here?"
"Uh... I dunno, I got here when I was three."
"What? How did you choose?"
Saurus's eyes darkened. "My name wasn't always Saurus."
He walked away to his class.
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"Sir Montgomery Dillane's family! A questionable subject. His only living descendant, Michael Dillane, his son, is not in this school. Perhaps a victim of our headmaster's wrath. His wife fled their house, and her corpse was found at the bottom of lake Superior. His mother and father died of unknown causes. There is also a younger girl and an older boy. Both in assumption dead. Now, for tonight's homework read the pages 35-95 in Lives and Deaths of the Academy. Then write a 500-word essay. Class over, go do whatever kids do. I'll be sitting here... *sigh* .... grading papers..."
Saurus and Electra confronted me after class.
"We need to get to the animals dormitory."
When we were there, I was totally stunned. The floor was completely leopard print carpet, and the walls looked and felt like crocodile skin. Chairs and tables were jungle wood, and drawers and stand were crammed with tanks of lizards, fish, frogs, and other animals. In a gigantic hard-glass cage a lion sat sleeping. Palm trees were squished everywhere, and the ceiling was a lovely array of stars with a awfully realistic black background. Stars carved from rocks and painted with metallic paint hung by string. A statue of a black cat with shockingly, yet beautiful, blue eyes sat on a table, and another statue of a majestic sleeping German shepherd in a corner. I looked around till I glanced at a amazingly realistic statue of a white martial eagle perched on a wooden stand. Suddenly, the martial eagle opened its eyes. So did the German shepherd.
"OMIGOSH! THEY'RE NOT STATUES!" I shrieked.
Saurus looked at me skeptically. "Ok, Ariados is always frozen in place, but Ursaring and Daken are pretty move-mental."
"Ursaring! Daken! You're freaking Arian out."
The German shepherd walked over to Saurus and gave him puppy eyes.
"Daken..... you good little dog." He rubbed his head.
The black cat, wanting some of the attention, jumped onto his head and looked at him.
Saurus snickered. "My little cat. What I wouldn't give for you to stop jumping on my head."
The cat looked hurt.
"Oh, it's fine. Now both of ya, down."
"Ursaring, here."
The martial eagle flew to his arm.
"Arian, Ursaring. Ursaring, Arian. Arian, Daken. Daken, Arian. Ariados, Arian. Arian, Ariados."
Electra tried to pet the cat. It hissed and bit her hand.
"Ariados......" Saurus warned. The cat stopped biting, but still hissed menacingly.
The dog barked. The eagle screeched. The cat hissed as loud as a cat could possibly hiss, and 'meowed' loudly ever so often. Daken barked and barked. The eagle screeched like a lion roared. Suddenly, they all did their loudest noises, scratching and clawing and pecking, it was an all-out pet war.
"STOP IT!," roared Saurus. "URSARING- CAGE! DAKEN- CAGE! ARIADOS- CAGE!"
They all scampered (and flew) off to their cages.
"Oop. Sorry. Lost m' head." He said, ravishly chewing his thumb.
"Saurus?"
"Mm? Oh yeah. Called you here because..."
"Saurus? What's in your hand?" A rainbow orb of light was in his hand, glowing brightly. It started shaping and elongating.
"Oh... er, nothing." He tossed it into the corner. The rainbow turned into a blue and the orb kept elongating.
"So, why did you call us here?"
"Well... I wan't to explore the eighteenth cabin."
"NO!" Electra squeaked, startled.
"Why not?" Saurus and I asked, surprised.
"Well, I just... oh, fine. Let's go, then."
"Not yet." Saurus whistled and snapped his fingers. The black lion in the corner cage opened its startling green eyes and slowly changed form until it was a girl. A young girl, with beautiful eyes colored green like leaves. She had hair so black it looked violet, and tanned skin, flawless and perfect. She had a smile with no equal, teeth white as pearls, and lips that were naturally shining red. Long eyelashes and a silver crown with emeralds adorned her head. Then I noticed her clothes. She had a long, black dress that imitated the night sky, with diamonds like stars, made into constellations. The weird thing was, the things on her dress kept shifting. First the night sky, then oceans with jewel fish and coral, then tall trees like the jungle, and then it stopped on a long, white sleeveless dress with the black silhouette of a lion. The only other color than black and white was a beautiful green where the eyes were. But no matter how fantastic her dress was, my eyes kept drifting back to her eyes. They were timeless. The green shifted, from emerald to the jungle leaves, then to the beginning of spring, a hummingbird, or even a tractor. But they stayed green. They weren't green-gray, like normal people. It was just blatant green.
"Arian, this is Lady Green."
Name fits her, I thought.
"Hello, I have heard much of you, Arian." She smiled at me.
Just her smiling at me felt like a huge privilege. I blushed silver.
She started rotating her fingers, until a rainbow orb appeared in her hand. It got larger and larger until it glowed white for three seconds and faded away. A live eagle was on her hand.
"Omigosh." I muttered. "No way."
"Yes, Arian. Creation. It is a curse disguised as a gift."
I looked into the corner Saurus threw the orb. There was a pen.
"Saurus... you..."
"Yeah."
Lady Green looked at me.
"Yes, Lady Green?"
"I am Natasha. Natasha Green. Call me Green. This may come as a shock to you, but I am Saurus's sister."
"No, Saurus's Sister is Liya... Liya Diverdanti!"
"No, that is Saurus's Step-step cousin."
"And also... my father... he is Sir, or Dillane."
"No, that means...."
"Saurus's dad is Sir. Yes, he is our father."
"But Saurus is Animal! Not Creation!"
"Animal he is. And Creation. And Life and Death. And Resurrection. And blood, electricity, and plant, and fire, and air... and everything else." She grimaced.
"Really?"
"Yes." She said it casually. The rainbow orbs glowed in her hand. When the light died, there was a knife. She turned towards me and swiftly threw it.
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