Credit:unknown aviator creator

Story:What am I



My name is Silver, I was your regular Adventure loving 19 year old. The first of three siblings: myself, Elizabeth and Tony. I have a habit of hiking, in fact that is how it all started. I was hiking with a friend, Alan (age 19), (near Natural Bridges CA) to watch a meteor shower in the area.

We were close to the spot, where we had planned to watch the shower. When one of the meteorites hit the ground near us. I looked at Alan, he was just as surprised as me.



"Let's go take a look at it" I said him.



"Yeah, but you go first just in case it's an alien looking for his long lost son." Alan answered.



"Very funny, but wasn't it established that my great-grandfather was the supposed alien? Anyway let's get going."



"Ten dollars it's something alien."



"Willing to spend that on a bet?"



"Yeah I am."



After a quick prayer, (what can I say I’m a Christian who gets himself in danger more than out.) I started to led the way to the meteorite's crater. We got to the crater half an hour later, it wasn't that far away. The meteorite was glowing with an electric blue light, which anyone would know was unusual. Walking up to the meteorite, I poked it with a stick and I found that it was safe to touch.



"Hey Alan its safe, I guess it cooled down while we were walking." I said as I looked at the basketball sized meteorite. Alan, who was a few feet behind me, came to my side and looked at the odd stone.



"Meteorites aren't supposed to look like this..." He said.



"Yeah they should look like solid lava, glowing orange or white, not this blue." I answered, then added, "Plus it should still be too hot to touch but it isn't..." reaching out my left hand, I placed my palm on the meteorite and it burst into cobalt flames, before I knew it my whole body was ablaze, but it didn't burn me for some strange reason. I heard Alan scream something incomprehensible, and I turned and looked at him, and tried calm him down but it turned out he was too busy freaking out to see I was okay. I firmly grabbed him by the shoulder, he stopped and looked at my hand and saw that the flames did not spread.



"What is this, fire?" Alan said.



"I don't know..." I answered. Looking at the meteorite, I saw glowing runes floating around it. "Alan look the meteorite is doing this." Looking closer I saw it was Latin, I tried to read it, but I blacked out before I could.



When I regained consciousness I was no longer on fire and Alan was lying on the ground, asleep. I looked at my left hand and found a silver burn on my palm. I noticed that I felt stronger and lighter than normally was. I touched the meteorite again and I didn't burst into flames as had I expected. I grabbed it up and put it in my backpack. I then woke Alan up, asking him "What did the meteorite have written on it?"



"Um Something like 'your kind and gentle heart along with your strong moral resolve makes you the best person to receive some sort gift of strength and power...'" He answered, without looking at me. Then when he looked at me, he exclaimed, "Wait Silver your hair, it's silver and your eyes, they're blue, not just blue but lighting blue like the fire last night!"



"I think that the flame changed me, physically, making me stronger, more agile and maybe gave me the ability to see different light spectrums. Because I am seeing extra stripes on the rainbow if you know what I mean. But we can talk about this later, for now we need to get home. And I need to pay you ten dollars." I said. We then walked to the car and went home. At my house I explained what happened to my parents and returned to my usual routine after finding the extent of my enhanced abilities. (Which was pretty much being able to par-core like a ninja, see more than twenty miles away, an extra three spectrums of light (x-ray, infrared, the normal light spectrum and ultraviolet) and hear a person breathing in in the next room.) I looked at the news the next day and found that similar meteorites landed all over the planet. Nothing really happened until a week after that.



My family and I were going back to the crater. The ground was wet and loose from recent rain. We were walking on a path carved into the side of a cliff, when the path broke away and I watched as everyone I cared about started tumbling down the rocky mountainside. On a sudden impulse I ran after them and as I ran down the cliff a blue light flared up. I caught them and wrapped myself around their unconscious forms, encapsulating them. I rolled down the mountain, with them in my grasp, braking trees on my way. Then I felt a sharp pain and my fall ceased. I cried out in pain but what I heard was more a roar than anything. I looked at my arms and the first thing I saw was silver scales then that my arms were actually forelegs and I had wings, which were wrapped around my family as well as my forelegs. "Huh, I'm a dragon." I said as I looked myself over, then a grunt interrupted my musings.



"Silver..." Elizabeth said.



"You all right?" I asked lifting my wing so I could see her, they were pretty beat up.



"I think so..." she answered looking at herself when she looked up and saw me lying on my side bruised and bloody she changed her mind. "Never mind I must have hit my head hard because I am having hallucinations."



"Well I feel like I met a moving freight train."



"Ugh did someone get the plate number of the truck that ran me over?" My father asked.



"No I think he got me too..." my mother moaned.



"Who thought it would be funny to break all my bones." My little brother, Tony, moaned.



"Where's Silver." Father asked



"Here, we need get to you guys to the hospital and I am afraid going back up hill will be harder than down was." I began to get up.



"Guess I'm not hallucinating." Elizabeth stated.



"K, guys get on before whatever this is wears off or I get any hungrier." I crouched down and hesitantly they crawled on to my back. Thankfully I didn't have anything protruding from my spine to prevent riders. I climbed to the top of the ridge and stumbled to the road, my hunger growing with each step. When I finally got to the road, I ate some leaves off a nearby tree making my hunger a little more bearable. Looking down the road, I started clumsily walking to the nearest hospital. Three hours later I entered the town barely walking, a few people screamed and ran away from me, others stood frozen in fear, awe or shock. When I stumbled to the hospital, the nurse at the front desk ran out to meet me seeing my passengers' wounds.



"Please, help them..." was all I could say before I passed out.







I woke to the beeping of a heart monitor, I opened my eyes to see I was in a garage that had medical equipment set up.



"Ah your awake, you caused quite a commotion walking through town like that." A Trench coated figure said.



"How are they?"



"Oh the people you brought in, they're fine, a few broken bones but other then that just fine." He answered.



I openly sighed, "Good, at least they're safe."



"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? Your wings were torn, and your spine was quite a mess in a few places."



"Well, as far as I remember; my family fell down the side of a mountain, I ran down after them, somehow changed into a dragon, and caught them before rolling down myself. And I think you can guess the rest of the story."



"So then your the brother they're so worried about."



"Can I see them?"



"Yes but I'll bring them to you. I can't have the only known dragon tearing his stitches."



He turned and exited the garage though a side door, leaving me alone. It didn't take long for me to realize I was still hungry, actually deadly hungry nothing short of whole cow would satisfy my hunger. "It would have to wait until after I saw them," I said to myself. While I waited, I took some time to look at myself more closely, and found that I had small frills at least a foot wide in a cross at the end of my tail probably to help with flight. I had a white mane much like a horse's that ran from the back of my head to between my shoulder blades. Then, fifteen minutes after he left, the garage door opened revealing the five other members of my family. My relief and care seemed to break though the boundaries of my mind, and I could feel the shock displayed on everyone's faces changing into relief, confusion and awe. I stood up, (as much as I could in that garage) and carefully left the garage, coming to stand a foot away from them, waiting for them to say something. Elizabeth was the first to act, placing her hand on the side of my neck which was a little more than seven feet above the ground.



"So My brother has turned into a telepathic dragon and I survived falling down the side of a mountain. Can't get any more un-usual than that, so I guess I'm good with it." Elizabeth said reassuringly.



I sat down and wrapped one of my forelegs around her in an awkward hug. "Words fail to communicate many things and I guess this is one of them." I found myself purring as she began to stroke my scales. Then I remembered that the others were still frozen in disbelief, I would have to solve that. Removing my foreleg from around my sister, I laid down so that my side was facing them. Then I pulled all of them in a hug of sorts with my one of my wings.



"Ouch, Okay, I'll pet you too." Josh said, I guess he was still pretty bruised.



"I would like that but really all I want is to know that you guys are alright with this." I replied.



"I am good as long as you take me with you on your second flight." Tony said with a playful smirk.



"O no you aren't. Not until we get Silver some sort of saddle with a seatbelt." My Mother strictly corrected him.



"You don't need to worry about that, I don't think I'll try flying until my wings have healed." I commented.



“Our estimate is that, that will take a week or two to happen. I would suggest you take it easy until then." A rather nervous nurse answered. Looking at him, I saw he was the one who came out to help.



"You helped when others wouldn't, thank you." I bowed my head in gratitude as I said this.



"Oh you remember that, it was the least I could do." He replied rubbing the back of his neck.



"Now I’m gonna need to hit a forest and get something to eat." I announced remembering my hunger.



"That won't be necessary, I was able secure a reasonable meal for a creature of your size." The man from earlier said, indicating a small cart of raw beaf. "But if you want it cooked then you'll find that miraculous fire of yours."



"Two birds with one stone, I guess. Stand back." I thought about how I could find my fire if I had any... 'wait isn't dragon fire magic in most of the stories.' "Draco ignis... ugh nothing, so much for magic." Then the night with the meteorite of came back to me, was that fire mine? I thought about that fire, I wanted it to appear. Then I felt it in my mouth impatiently waiting for release. I exhaled and my fire enveloped the meat starting to cook it. I closed my mouth and the fire in it died down, while the flames I expelled continued to cook the meat. "Well now I know how to do that, what is the plan if water doesn't put it out?" I asked no one in particular and my fire calmed down a little in response.



"It appears your fire obeys your will, as a limb obeys its owner's." The man said, looking at the electric blue flames like they were the cure to cancer.



"Huh." 'so then I don’t need to worry about burning the beaf.’ I received a sensation that I can only describe as my fire saying 'yes'. I looked at my fire and willed some of it to take the shape of a flying phoenix. It complied, I made the bird sized flame fly around my family, who had been watching from a short distance. 'sis you know I would never hurt you right?' I thought to my sister,



"Yeah, why?" She answered.



'I'm going to have my fire land on your shoulder. I promise I won't burn you.'



"K I trust you with this."



That was all the permission I needed. Obeying my will, the flame alighted on her shoulder sill maintaining the appearance of a bird. Then I felt that the meat was done. Turning to look, I saw that my fire had died and the beef was well done. I dug in, eating in a way that it was hard to believe I was a regular human being a day ago.



"You seem to be a very adaptable person, Silver was it, so I'm sure that you will be able adjust to living as you are.” The man in the trench-coat said before walking away.



"Thinking about that where am I going to stay when we get home?" I mused.



"The back yard, we may have to move some stuff around but you should be fine under the orange tree." My father answered thoughtfully.



"Before you leave I think I should show you some of the scans we took while you were under." The nurse said pulling a file from under his coat and displaying its contents. "Your anatomy is strangely similar to both reptiles and mammals, though it seems you have some unique organs mostly two digestive tracks, the second seemingly vegetive and connected to your respiratory system, and what looks like a flight-bladder. I personally believe that this second track is some sort of storage system."



"What about my bones are they avian or solid?" I asked having trouble focusing on the small, for me, pictures in his hands.



"Most are avian but a little are solid like your horns. Though some carbon fiber like structures were detected in most of your skeleton. For your size you are lighter than expected, though nothing about you is as we expected.” The nurse answered, as he gave mom the file.



“I’m surprised I’m not being detained in a R&D lab right now. I might need to go to court to see if the bill of rights still applies to me.” I mused.



“Well, I think we should be heading home now. Wait where did we leave the van at?” My father questioned.



“I forgot about that, it’s still at the side of the road. Hop on I’ll jog or try to trot to it.” I answered while I crouched for them to get on my back. They got on my black and I started to walk back to the van.



“Take it easy from here on out.” The nurse called out.



“I will.” I responded looking back and nodding. As I started to walk quickly, I felt an impulse to start sprinting but I restrained myself.


The end (at least until I write the next part!)