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tried several times and let out a triumphant squeal when a flame appeared. Cara stared at her classmate as she smiled wickedly and held the flame close to her hair. Everything slowed down and something slithered to life in Cara's chest. Fury beat through her and Cara let out an animalistic snarl. Cara twisted her arm out from beneath the girl's foot who screamed in surprise and toppled into the dry grass. Cara did the same with the other girl who watched dumbstruck as Cara sat up and effortlessly tossed the boy who was sitting on her legs. Once Cara got to her feet she lashed out at the girl with the lighter. The grass began to smoke. The kids screamed and Cara turned and ran. She wasn't in charge of her body, which was fluid, controlled and focused. Her mind was curiously blank and when she came to, she stood across the road from the field, which was engulfed in flames.  

    Cara wrenched herself out of the memory. She wasn't sitting on the step of her cave anymore. She was thirty feet away, soaked with sweat and trembling. She stiffened her spine and walked back to her hobbit hole. She was so engrossed in the memory that she ran full out as she had that day. Stumbling into the cave, she stripped out of her clothes on the way to the bathing pool. Cara ducked her head beneath the surface and swam for several strokes before she came up for air. She sat with her back against the wall of the pool for half an hour, staring straight ahead with no expression.  
    When she climbed out of the tub, she wrapped herself in a towel and paused when she saw a pile of clothes against the wall. I can conjure any worldly comfort. She pulled on soft pants and a shirt, brushed her hair and braided it. When she rounded the wall, she walked to the entrance of the cave and was almost disappointed to find herself still alone. She shook her head and climbed into bed. She stared up at the ceiling for a long time before she drifted into uneasy sleep.  

    Dragon

    The dragon knew he should give her space, but he had to come back, had to keep an eye on her. His mind couldn't fully accept that she was here. A human female slept in his prison. He settled at the mouth of the cave and watched the slight rise and fall of the sheet on her chest. His keen hearing picked up even breaths that signaled sleep. Black hair spilled over white sheets and he knew her eyes were pitch black without a hint of brown. She had tan skin and he enjoyed the thought of her in the sun and felt a wistfulness that he instantly crushed. Average height, average build. She wasn't beautiful, but striking with exotic features.  
    Out of all the creatures that could have trespassed, he never thought a human, much less a woman would dare. She popped up in his lair without an explanation and calmly asked for a favor as if he were a fairy godmother. She risked her life to find him, believing he was 'good' and that he would save her sister's life. He'd been so flabbergasted by how misinformed she was, he didn't respond immediately. Then, his mind had lurched into gear and he had decided to spare her sister's life to soften Cara's heart towards him.  
    He didn't know what to think of a human that hunted demons and sacrificed her life for a sibling. He'd never met such a reckless human. In his experience they were selfish, foolish and stubborn. Cara was definitely foolish and stubborn. Selfish, she was not. After she left the caves with his blood, he watched her make the trek up the cliffs, roaring and gouging the stone around him.  
    His freedom hinged on the way Cara perceived him. He watched her interact with her mother and sister and a long forgotten part of him stirred. Seeing Luc face his human hadn't put him in a good mood and he was too far away to send Luc back to hell. He saved Cara's life only for her to risk it again to attack the possessed human at the airport. He nearly strangled her to put himself out of his misery. She heedlessly threw herself on the tracks in front of