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toilet. There was dust build up on all three fixtures, which meant that they hadn’t been used in a long time. I had a terrible feeling in my gut, like something or someone important was in trouble. I needed to get to the bottom of this.
    A violent knock at the door took me out of my thoughts.
    “RACHEL!? GET OUT OF THERE YOU BITCH,” a low voice yelled.
    The door clicked open, I had forgotten to lock it.
    “Ha ha, stupid whore,” the man said.
    Why was he being so rude? What had this Rachel ever done to him? Rachel… Rachel? Was it the Rachel from that night 5 years ago?!
    “Hey!” I called as I exited the bathroom. “This Rachel, is she blonde?” I asked.
    “Who the fuck are you?” the man said surprised.
    “Answer the question!” I threatened as I looked as menacing as I could.
    If this man was the dragon shifter then I needed to be prepared for a battle.
    “Y-yeah she’s blonde, alright?” he answered.
    I pushed the man out of the room, closed the door and locked it. This man wasn’t a shifter, if he was he would’ve shown it by now considering how impulsive he seemed.
    “HEY! LET ME IN!” the man yelled.
    I had to figure out what my next move was. Rachel was definitely in danger and so was this boy Michael. I wasn’t going to be the only one searching after the cause of the storm, and I was late in the game now. I exited onto the balcony and closed the door behind me. I climbed onto the other side of the railing and began to climb down via other people’s balconies.
    I reached the ground finally and I took out my cell phone. I called Missy, I was going to need back up Intel wise.
    “Hello?” Missy answered.
    “Hey, I found the cause of the storm,” I said, not completely lying.
    “Is there a dragon shifter?” Missy asked in excitement.
    “That is yet to be seen, but I need a favor from you,” I said.
    “What is it?” she asked.
    I recalled that there was mail on the coffee table addressed to Rachel Angelo.
    “I need to know where all of Rachel Angelo’s friends and family live,” I said.
    “Rachel? Is she the shifter?” Missy asked.
    “That or her kid, Michael,” I said.
    “Michael… Angelo!? Oh my god she’s a genius for naming her kid that,” Missy laughed.
    “Don’t laugh! This is serious Missy!” I yelled.
    “Sorry, sorry, it’s just such a lucky name,” Missy explained. “I’ll get you what you need, just sit tight for a while.”
    “Call me alright?”
    “You got it, Shawn,” said Missy.
    I hung up the phone and sighed. That feeling in my stomach was only getting stronger, that worry…
    I wonder what Rachel has done with her life since we met. She has a kid so she might not be a model anymore… unless he’s adopted. The question was who was the dragon shifter? Had Rachel been a shifter all along and I just hadn’t known? Or was the kid…? There’s no way that it’s my kid right? She said she was on the pill! There’s always a chance for failure though, there’s always a small percentage that she did get pregnant with my seed. If so, then I have a son? I have a son. A son named Michael.
    I felt something in my chest bloom, and perhaps it was some sort of pride. It felt warm and nostalgic, like the time I made my mother a flower crown and wanted to show it off to her. It felt like happiness and melancholy. I hadn’t been there for my kid. He had grown up for four years with a single mother and I could have been there for him but I wasn’t.
    Thoughts of my romanticized fantasies with Rachel came rushing back, thoughts of getting married, of settling down, of just being together. Perhaps it was something I could do now? Now there was a kid in the picture and I felt an obligation, no, a need to be with them. I needed to teach this child how to control his powers and to use them to his advantage.
    He needed to learn before he accidentally hurts the people that surround him. People like his mother, Rachel, who doesn’t yet understand the dangers of a