Heading north for the time being and safety, I was forced to land from the wind pushing me around like a rag doll. The gust of wind also didn't help with my entirely snapped and shattered arm. The brace was torn off when I shapeshifted and having five-thousand pounds on it didn't help.

The forest could be barely heard through the sound of my heart yet it's odor over took my sense of smell. The tree next to me was oozing with sap as my claws dug through the bark and reached the inside of the tree. I'll regret that decision when I'll have to get all the dried and sticky sap off of my hand later.

My heart could be heard in my ears as it pumped the vital blood for my body. My lungs are having trouble retrieving oxygen to my lungs and I already knew what was happening, a panic attack. My vision turned blurry and my head felt as if I was still flying above the clouds.

Inky Blackness was starting to take over my vision and it caused me to freak out more. No! Fight it, don't let the darkness take over or nightmares will appear. Shouting that inside of my mind wasn't helping and it only speed up the process. My knees gave out from underneath me and my body crashed down to the floor of the forest. Forced sleep grasp my within its hold it wasn't going to let go any time soon.

Fight! My mind screamed at me as I fumbled away to dodge another attack from my opponent. Do something you stupid girl, kill or be killed. The other kid didn't have any weapons but he was skilled enough to kill me with his bare hands. It was my first time of being in the arena and every second, I wish it to be my last. I could let the kid kill me and let the entire thing end for me but my mind had other plans.

He lunged at me like a cat pouncing on its prey, this time he was able to catch me. He straddled my waist tightly and wrapped his hands in a deadly grip around my throat. Not enough air could reach my lungs and darkness was starting to could my vision. Fight! Kick, punch, or for the love of Jesus bite him if you have to.

Now fighting for my life and my sudden realization to live another day, I listen to my mind and clocked him in the head. His hands loosened from round my throat and I use that to my advantage. Ripping both his hands off and pushing him back so he lands on his back; I return the gesture and wrap my hands around his throat. His head had hit the concrete floor hard and most likely made him dazed and confused.

Watch the light of life die from his eyes as he was about to do to you. It was an evil thought but my mind is correct. The arena is all about killing, kill or be killed. That's what has been talked throughout Level One of my group. This wasn't a joke at all; I thought Alicia from Level Three was joking about the large scar on her face.

A sadistic smirk appeared on my face as his life left his eye and his body went limp. Making he was fully die, I stay with my hands still gripping his throat to cut off his air supply.

A buzzing noise and a green light flashed for a few seconds. I didn't know what that meant and thought another opponent was going to appear. One after another is unfair! My mind hissed from the unfairness of this if my prediction it correct.

Gladly my thought wasn't right but I rather be right then what's exiting from the door to the left of my position. Her heels click against the concrete floor as her body made it into the arena. A sweet smile of pride was slapped on her face as she dazed down at me.

"Wow, that was an okay battle. I was going to be disappointed if I would have someone pick up your dead body. Don't worry honey, there is more to come," her voice was honeyed, making you want to fall into her trap of lies but I knew better then to do that. She harshly grabbed my wrist and begun to drag me from the Level Two kid who was my opponent.

"You will be my greatest project..."

A gasp tore through my throat so hard it caused me to have a cough fit and almost puke whatever is in my stomach. I take a couple of soft breath to calm my coughing and wipe the tear that sprung up from coughing too hard.

Pain was emitting from my right wrist and I glance down to see what the problem is. Well that's the problem; a couple of inches above the wrist was pointing at a sixty degree angle. From seeing my wrist at such an odd angle somehow made more pain to rise and a distress scream emitted from my throat.

The scream echoed throughout the entire forest by the sound of it. Any other noise around me stopped in reaction and the quietest it has ever been in my life.

Tears ran down my face and I gently grab at the snapped part of my arm. It was swelled up like a balloon and was the size of a pumpkin. Oh fucking shit and hell, that hurts worst then being stabbed in the heart.

Thinking up a quick solution for the time being (oh this is going to hurt like a stick on an ass cheek); I pick myself up from the ground. Need to find a pair or more of strong sticks to use as a natural cast and use the ripped clothes that are gladly still hanging off my body.

Wobbling around to can a good enough pair of stick, I spot a thick stick lying on the ground. That was added to my empty collection as I continue to find what is needed.

Two other sticks were found and I also found a birch tree with others surrounding it. Climbing the birch tree was troubling only using one hand to grab onto the low enough branches; I sit down on a branch that could hold my weight and lean against the trunk of the tree to help stable myself from falling back down.

With the snap being on my right arm, it was easier as that is my non dominate arm to wrap the arm. Right as I was going to put the sticks into place and wrap it, the clouds opened up and begun to pour a heavy load of rain on me. Deciding to change my plan for the unexpected down pour of cats and dogs, I control some water to freeze and hold it into place.

The ice felt like heaven on the burning and swelling injury. I controlled the ice to cover in a thin layer like a normal cast would look like. I took the torn shirt and wrapped it around the ice to cover it from peering eyes.

After making sure the snap is secured correctly, I took off to fly southeast to find a store and steal a new pair of clothes and some extras. At the moment I'm flying naked but that gave me an advantage to use my camouflage scales to blend into the sky above me. The only thing you could see of me is the torn purple shirt wrapped around the ice.

It wasn't usually for my clothes to become torn after shapeshifting into such a large animal. It always leaves me naked when I shift back into my normal form with the wings, tail, and horns that sit upon my head. The horns start at the beginning of my hair line and follow with the shape of my head. They stick out about half a foot away from my head.

Pumping my wings to take me further southeast, I take in the smell of the air. Another thing, got to watch out for the base as it will be to my right and they will be on watch for me. It was the fault of the idiots, they attacked first and I only defended myself from them.

Night had taken over the sky and it's filled with sparkling stars and a crescent moon. No clouds blocked my vision of the night sky and the darkened lands below. Gladly the wind didn't decide to blow all of its effort of pushing me off course.

A Wal-mart came into view and I decided to steal from there, it's not like they're going to miss it. Tilting my wings to descent from the high altitude, my eyes scan the area around to find a secluded place to land. A small field for what hinted to be farm land was in front of the Wal-mart store and that was picked for my landing pad.

Slowing down my wings to hover for a second and lowering my body to the ground, my clawed feet touched down on the soft dirt. A small cloud of dirt whirled around me and caused me to sneeze again. My Hearing caught the noise of a vehicles passing by and my attention was brought to a busy highway. I saw it from the air but didn't pay much mind to it.

Forcing my feet to take me towards the large building; my body was exhausted from having to fly all the way here and the lack the sleep, I don't get much sleep from the nightmares that haunt my dreams.

Before going anywhere, I shift my body in my human form without the tail, wings, horns, and normal knee bending legs. Still naked from the shift into a White Rhino, I changed my scales on my chest to make it look like it was a dark blue shirt. I do the same thing to my legs for pants with them being the color black. Not knowing whether or not I need a pair of shoes, I make it look like a pair of Vans covered my feet.

It took a many minutes to cross the field and the five lane highway without any cops passing by.

The building is large and even bigger on the inside; I could easily fly in here without having any trouble. Heading straight to the clothes section and glancing around to see if they have what I like to wear; no bagging anything, the shirt has to be skin tight and the pants have to be shorter than the knee and also skin tight. If they bag or sag and catch on anything, it will not end will for me on any level. Also why would you want your pants to sag and show your ass and ass crack? We don't want to see that shit and you won't be able to run if someone decided to attack you.

They had Under Armor skin tight shirt with no sleeves in the color black, the perfect thing I need. I grab four of those and continue my search for the right pants. A few rows from where I found the right kind of pants I have been looking for. They also had them in black which is my second color; my first is purple or silver, can't choose between the two.

Stopping by the medical area, I grab a brace for my arm. Going to my next stop to grab a duffel bag as my other one was burned in the fire, I take a cool looking dark blue and black duffle bag.

Holding the supplies that are needed and from my entire journey here, I made my way towards the exit. Not moving very quickly to make it look suspicious, I camouflaged my body into the background. The cast or the clothes couldn't be camouflaged with me because it's not ability but a part of being about half dragon.

The door beeped loudly as I passed with the clothes in hand and that caused me to make a break for it. My legs pumped to gain speed for my wings to catch the air and I took off before you could say 'slag'. Those punks didn't have any idea what happened.

Glancing behind me to see what they are doing in reaction, two employees confusingly walk out to see where the culprit went. They would never be able to find me, special since I'm in the air, flying far away from the crime scene.

Out of nowhere, my mind started to sing the song 'Another Once Bites The Dust by Queen'. Though I don't know all the lyrics of the amazing song.

And another one gone, and another one gone

Another one bites the dust

Hey, I'm going to get you, too

Another one bites the dust

Hey

Oh take it

Bite the dust

Bite the dust

Hey

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust oww

Another one bites the dust hey hey

Another one bites the dust eh eh

And that's all that my mind could put into the lyrics.

My wings took me further north towards the Canadian border and to a new hideout. I'll wait until morning before heading back to let the heat cool down. They'll most likely blame for them attacking me and try to lock me up in their brig. They'll first die before I ever let them do that to me and I will kill them if they are dumb enough to do that