'Where am I' Dragea thought to herself.Dragea was a girl with long blue hair that barely reached her hips.She was fairly tall, about 5'6", and wore thin blue glasses.
She had been wandering around, searching for the path.The exact path that would show her where was meant to go and what to do.She had reached a town that looked like it was a ghost town.It was dark and she'd guessed that it had to be nearly 6 o' clock.Dragea headed toward the middle of the town, when she saw a creature that looked like it couldn't have been from Earth.
It had what looked like dragon's wings, but it had fur and cat-like eyes.It's eyes were a blood-shot red color and the fur had a purple tint to it.It was about two feet in height and its wing span was about one and a half feet.It looked over at her with interest, which made her jump five feet in the air, and walked over to her.
"Are you my seledemon?"It asked with a wierd accent.It surprised so badly that she started screaming and started to back away from it in fear.While backing away, she tripped over a twig and toppled over.The creature made a sound that she took for a laugh.She got annoyed and yelled out in angry."Exactly what's so funny about me tripping?!"
The creature just kept on laughing, but stopped after a second."My appologies, master, um, what's your name?"It asked, realizing it didn't know her name.
"It's Dragea.Dragea Draconis, and yours is?Wait, do you even have one." Dragea asked, still a bit surprised that she was talking to a wierd creature that she didn't even know.It just laughed again in answer.
"Of course I have a name.It's Joie."Joie told her."It's a pleasure to be your demaso, master Dragea.As your demaso, we must rid the world of the maudem that threaten the Earth."
"You know you really ought to, AAHHH!" Dragea screamed out in pain.She realized that Joie was in pain as well, but it hadn't screamed.She figured that it must have been use to the pain or something.It was like a burning sensation on her forehead.Where the pain was,she saw on Joie's head that there was a mark.It was a flame mark and there was an identical mark on her own forehead.
"It's called a demasosele mark.It binds our strengths and weaknesses from when we fight." Joie explained.He expected her to argue and she did.Dragea couldn't beleive he was saying.
"What do you mean fight?!I'm never going to agree to that.I've got my own ambitions, you know." Dragea said.She felt like this was her path, but she couldn't bring herself to accept it.All her life, she could figure out where she was supposed to go and now that she found it, she won't take it?Even though she didn't want to, she would never forgive herself if she didn't."Fine, but I'm not going to like it."