Chapter Thirty - Hatchling
Staring into the egg a baby dragon had its head facing down towards the ground, its head was covered in a see-through liquid of some sort. It seemed to cover the whole of the dragon and when the egg cracked and the piece of shell dropped to the ground it had started leaking out.
The aura surrounding Noah disappeared, the only light was coming from the dragon and its egg. When the light disappeared from his body he felt his every limb on his body go numb, all of a sudden his eyes were closing by themselves and he could barely keep them open.
Noah tried to stand up but his legs nor any other part of his body had the strength, it felt like all his energy was sucked up along with the grey light. As his eyes started to close he saw that the darkness around him and the egg lifted, just a few metres in front of him was the white dragons head. Its eyes closed like last time but still as intimidating.
If he had the energy he would have run but all he could do was hope for the best as his body collapsed and his hands were finally released from the egg. His head landed in the spot where all the goo from the egg had collected. On the white dragons tail that was holding it.
It felt like his head had been hit with a brick but the goo slowly numbed and healed the pain, all he could do was let his eyes close and hope to whatever God there was that the dragon wouldn't wake up and eat him immediately.
The world disappeared and Noah fell into a slumber...
When he woke he was lying on his back on cold hard stone, above him a stone roof and all the walls around him were stone too. There was no door just an empty frame going into a lobby. The room had no windows so there was barely any light.
Noah looked down to see a grey baby dragon just a little bit smaller than himself lying on top of him, however, there was no weight to it. It was had curled into his left arm, its wings let out and covering most of Noah's body. The wings let out a small heat that had kept him warm through the night.
They were both covered in the dry goo from the egg, it wasn't sticky it just felt very uncomfortable.
He let his hand touch the dragon's wings feeling them, it was like soft leather but it was scales that covered the wings, very small scales. Noah just felt them under his fingers each scale was a different size, all hexagons under his touch.
When he moved his hand to the side of the dragon's underbelly the scales got bigger and harder. the dragon's chest was pushed out, Noah could only presume that as it had its neck turned to face him and the head laying between his arm and chest it was rather comfortable.
The dragon's tail curled around his left leg, not too tightly but enough for him to feel it against his skin for some odd reason he was only wearing underwear that covered his male parts. His clothes from the day before had vanished.
His chest looked bigger for some reason and he felt a lot wider than usual. He tried to stand up and uncurl himself from the baby dragon but it sighted its grip against him and for some reason got heavier.
He could only give up and admire the baby dragon that had enclosed him onto this makeshift stone bed. His head felt a little heavy and he felt a little groggy but he presumed it was from the weird vision of the dragon hatching.
Looking along the back of the baby dragon he noticed scales that seemed to be extra over its spine, they were long and thin but he only presumed it was part of the baby dragon's normal scales.
Some time passed before he heard a snort and a green mucus suddenly covered the majority of his left shoulder and chest, the baby dragon's eyes closed and opened as it let out a yawn and sniffle. Noah could only lay there uncomfortably and worried covered in the sticky substance, not knowing what the dragon was going to do.
It tightened its tale against his leg while it yawned before looking at Noah and letting out a chirp that sounded more like a bird than a dragon...
He felt a tongue lick against his face covering him in saliva. Its tail left his leg alone and started thumping against the stone, making fissures along the surface of it. Pushing one of its paws against his chest and holding him still while it licked his face over and over.
The poor boy wasn't sure when it would stop, but the tongue had little bumps along it which made Noah even more uncomfortable with every lick. After a few minutes of licking his face the dragon put two paws on the ground and slowly got off Noah, stretching like a dog it lowered its face down and its tail went up into the air. The scaled Noah noticed from earlier were now stick up and had turned into strong horns, lower once the baby dragon had finished stretching.
Noah slowly sat up and faced the dragon, letting his legs go over the edge of the bed and hang there while he sat confused at what was going on.
The dragon looked at Noah expectantly as if waiting for something, letting out a growl and turning in a circle before looking at the door. Like it was telling him to leave and follow it. Getting impatient at Noah sitting there dumbstruck it walked out the room, huffing at him.
He eventually followed it through after looking around the room in the darkness, seeing how there was nothing in it he may as well follow the dragon which seemed to be pretty friendly towards himself.
The lobby as only a few metres long, just plain stone wall other than at the end of the lobby where an empty frame let in light from the outside. Noah could smell the grass and fresh air gently breeze into the room.
Slowly taking steps towards the outside, he heard the crackling and popping of a fire on the outside. Reaching the empty door frame and peeping out the light was blinding for a second or two before his eyes readjusted.
Sitting beside a fire was the old man that had once grabbed him and acted crazy. His hair was still as white as the moon, both his hair and his beard drooped down and was the longest Noah had ever seen, including Master Quin's hairstyle.
He was wearing a white robe, with a brown belt tying his robe together. His hair instead of being wild was clearly combed down and recently washed. One leg over the other and relaxed back into a wooden seat.
The baby dragon was running around in circles chasing its own tail before it saw Noah and ran over to him; while standing next to him the baby dragon was close to 1.2 metres tall. [3.9 ft] The dragon's head was around three of Noahs closed fists, when it opened its mouth to yap at Noah he could see its sharp teeth, they were as sharp as razor blades.
Looking around he saw that they were in a closed-off circle, stone walls 3 metres tall had enclosed around them. They had engravings in them which glowed dimly the more Noah focused into them.
From his seat, the old gentleman finally looked at Noah, "Well. Finally decided to wake up from your nap?"