Mr. Reynolds drove up his driveway on his home from work. He got out of the car and slammed the door shut angrily. Walking into the house, he went upstairs to his office. He had dark hair with green eyes and usually wore a suit and tie. Walking past Mason room, he looked in to see his son, lazily typing on his computer bored, with one hand on the key broad and the other on his head. Looking deeper he saw Zuna sleeping on his bed. "Home." He announced. Mason flinched and quickly stood up.

"Oh, hello, father." Mason said, he hadn't realized that his father had come home. Zuna quickly awaken and crawled under the covers. Reynolds stared at his son, sensing his fear. "You're home early."

"You didn't do it did you?" Mr. Reynolds stated.

"No, I didn't," Mason said. "It's wrong, and I shouldn't have to do your dirty work." His father grabbed him by the collar and pulled Mason a few inches off the ground. He was flaming with anger.

"You were supposed to kill her!" He yelled. Mason struggled against his father's grip, trying to break loose. Angry he threw his son on the ground. Mason rolled and hit his head on his bed. He wrapped his arms around himself to protect him from anymore damage that his father may conflict on him. Reynolds walked up to his son and grabbed his hair, lifting up his head. "Next time you see that rotten girl," His father spat. "You better get the job done. I will not be combined with a Star Mark! And I don't care what we're supposed to or not!" He let go of Mason's head and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Mason was left on the ground of his room still shook from the encounter with his father. Zuna came from under the covers and went to comfort her keeper.

"You need to get out of here, Mason." She said. "You can't take this anymore." Mason peeked out between his arms seeing Zuna looking at him worried. Taking in a deep breath, Mason rounded up his courage and thought about the best next thing.

"Come on, Zuna." He said getting up. Mason was bruised and beaten up. "Let's get at of here." He grabbed his backpack and left.

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Mr. Reynolds walked into his office and sat down at his desk with a sigh. He buried his head in his hands, shaking his head. Out of the dark corner hazel eyes glowed and a black dragon crept out from the corner and jumped on Mr. Reynolds desk. The dragon was completely black from its horns down to its arrowhead at the end of its tail. "Nice job beating up your son." It said in a raspy voice.

"Oh, go back in your shadowy corner, Shadow." Mr. Reynolds said. "Urrgh, why hadn't that brat been in the car with her parents!" He said knocking down a family picture and a few pencils. "It would have made my job a lot easier! Now the little brat has a damn dragon of her own!" He sighed again and leaned back on his chair. "Only three more days, until the day comes and goes, only three more days."