Freelancer
I sit back and glare sullenly at the computer screen, finding myself confined to my lair...again. I'd tried to tell them it wasn't my fault, that I was simply in heat at the time and my abilities were a little off, but my foster father simply replied...
The Black Dragon
As she and I sat looking at it in fear trembling, wondering as to its intent. It towered over us, in the black of night I couldn't recognise it. I tapped my friend on the shoulder but she had fainted. The creature just stared at us it's yellow-amber...