All the Myths are True

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How did I get mixed up with this girl?

I smelt of smoke as I exit the night club.  I was in the smoking section cause duh I smoke.  It keeps me from getting into trouble in more ways than one.  There is this chick that I am taking home tonight.  I didn't know her name, and didn't care.  We had an exciting night at the club and was about to have more fun.

The night sky is beautiful when you don't have the neon lights coming at you from everywhere.  I cannot see the stars in this muddy sky.  How long has it been since I last gazed up at them?

I got a cigarette out put it in my mouth, what a windy night I thought as I was searching for a lighter in my jacket.  I told her my apartment wasn't too far from where we were at the club.  The cigarette then left my mouth.  I looked up and pictured some weird chick.  Directly after the chick smiled and dropped it to the ground and stepped on it with her dirty shoes.

"What's the deal!" I yelled as a flash of anger went through my eyes.  How dare someone take a smoke from me!

She pointed at me and my company, "I know about you, always smoking and picking up women," said this little braided pig tails chick.  How old was she, like 16 years old?

Rolling my eyes, because kids don't know any better, I walked past her with the woman in hand, and got out another cig out.  Catching up, the pig tailed girl quickly saw that, grabbed it and treaded on that one too.

"Girl, I'm really getting ticked off now," I breathed to keep my anger down, "I tried walking away so want ya want?  Me to sleep with you?  Cause I don't do that to kids," I said as I flicked her forehead.  My guest laughed.

"I want you to stop smoking for one thing," the female verbalized all huffy.  She was not going to give up.

I sighed, "Look, there is one thing that I don't give up and that's smoking," I walked past yet again, "so buzz off!"

"Shouldn't you be in bed anyway," my escort said to the little girl.

I know what she'll do if I get out another cig, seize it and crumple it.  So I keep them in my pocket till she is gone for good.  I walked faster but she just kept following, damn this girl.

My cell phone rings, I answer, "Yeah, okay, do I have to?  But you said I could have the night off!  Fffine," I keep my conversations short and to the point.  "Guess I'm going to have to see you some other time beautiful," I told the woman as I caressed her hair and kissed her.

She kissed me back, "Call me," she mentioned as she strutted off.

"Who was that," said the girl who was still following me.

This girl is pestering me to know end.  Like someone else I used to know.

As I closed my cell I leered at her, "What part of 'get lost' don't you understand?"

Instantly I get into a brisk run and turned into an alley and jumped a ten foot tall fence.  Shadowing me she came to the other side of the fence and tried getting up it, but fell right back down.

Being in a safe place I took out another cigarette and lit it.  I then gave her a warning, "There are some people you shouldn't follow," I stated very seriously, "me being one."


I put my cigarette out in an ashtray, "So what do you want boss," I reported.

Coming to an underground poker place is not safe in anyway.  The ones that usually have stuff going on under the table, this has stuff going on out in public.  My boss is a short guy, like four feet tall, but who am I to judge, he gets me what I want.  And I do some stuff for him in return.  I had saved his ass plenty.

He led me away to the bathroom in this place.  Took off his glasses and washed his face at the sink.

"Anytime now," I said getting bored, "I'll have you know that I had to lose tail to come here tonight."

"I lost," my boss announced.

"What did you lose this time?" I asked taking a cigarette out and lighting it.

My boss was on a big losing streak.  "I lost you," he said and quieted me down, I burned my whole cigarette.  I was going to go ballistic on him, "She was betting all her best men and she gave me money to bet you!  Please don't be angry."

"I can't believe it!" I complained as I slammed open the door to the restroom.

What I had not known was that his opponent in poker this time was the woman that I despised over all else.  My former boss came out after me and took me to see my new "boss."

When I entered from across the way the hell spawn, Ai, blew a kiss my way.  I roughly caught the kiss and tore it up into tiny pieces.  I didn't want anything from her.

"You lost me, to her?" I yelled at my former boss.

"Hi Zacky," she waved happily, "I'm your new boss," Ai expressed.

I got goose bumps and a shiver went up my spine from that nickname.  No way in hell.


I woke up in my apartment.  Hopefully it was all a dream but upon seeing my cell phones missed calls and voice mails, I sure as hell say that it wasn't.  I did not want to call her back.

Getting up I walked over to the refrigerator that my old boss used to keep stocked.  I grabbed some meat and without cooking it I bit into it.  The cold blood ran down my face.

Let me tell you why I think that Ai would make a perfect wife for Satan.  In the first time of meeting her she just gave me the creeps, always winking at me blowing kisses.  She was always around another man, now that I know more about her I would think that he's a worker for her.  When I did try to smooth her over, she started talking about S&M among other things.

This chick was getting too creepy for me, even if she was one of my kind.  Then she gave me my nickname that only she was allowed to call me by, Zacky.  She started talking about all the men that she has back at her place.  I find out later that they are all slaves.  She then ordered me drink after drink after drink, and I'm like what can be so bad until I passed out.

Now when I woke up, I was in another place shackled to her bed, no way in hell was this happening.  Now, I am a heavy guy.  But she must have had her slaves to carry me there.  Apparently I was a rare 'breed' that she was trying to tame.  I didn't want that, I'm a free spirit damn it.  Since then I kept my distance from her.

As I finished my beef I get another call from her.  Very hesitantly, I answered.

"Hi Zacky-poo!"

I immediately disconnect.  No way in hell.  I'm just going to have to give up having boss and find a way to deal with money.  Heck if I know, I only know how to deal in gold.  People can give me money, but I don't know how much they are worth.  There just cloth and paper.

As I put on my outfit for the day which consisted of a jacket, a t-shirt, and the usual stuff.  I go down the elevator and head for the revolving doors.  Putting a cigarette in my mouth as I advanced outside, I'm stopped by the same girl from the other night and she smiles at me.  I know what's going to happen except she is too fast.  She steals it again and stomps on it.

"Dude!  That was the last one I had on me!" I shouted at her in her ear.

"Well that should help your lungs," she mentioned.  "My names Carla," she beamed again.

"Help my lungs my ass," I retorted, my lungs didn't need the assistants.  "Well, Carla, you can just go back to your mommy and daddy cause they are calling your name.  I don't think that you do a good job at stalking people."

"Oh no, this is the building that holds my apartment," she told me.

"Sure what ever," I disclosed as I traversed away.  I would be returning to my room to get another pack but I needed to be somewhere.  They were probably expecting me now.

I went to a shop on the secret part of town, underneath the actual city.  Now not everyone should be down here, but since I know this place inside and out, I'm good with getting around.  There are some trinkets that are meant to stay hidden.

"So what do you want?" I said to the shop owner and the buyer.

"I hear you're good at weighing gold," said the owner.

There was another person next to the shop owner, holding all the gold.  This dude's trying to buy something, and the owner just wants to know how much the gold is worth, and whether it's pure.  No one now a day's knows the value of gold.

"Sure just let me hold it," I said as I'm given the several bars of gold from the buyer. "No way dude, this is not pure, it has to be like 10 karats."  I'm then lifting each, "One of these would have to be like 1,000 bucks."

I used to have a hoarding problem when I was younger, keeping all the gold I could find to myself.  It took me a long time before I could willingly give gold away once it has reached my hands.  Though I still have the tendency, I no longer do that.

The shop keeper then gave a dirty look to the buyer, "Well thank you Zacharia.  I'll give you a little something for your troubles."

The shop owner then handed me a size able ruby.  It was uncut red amaranth color and about the size of a pebble.  I'll keep that in my velvet jewelry box.

Shouting I could hear as I stepped out, "I thought you said this was pure!"

That's not my problem.  What is my problem is that the little girl that was outside of my building pursued me, down here!

I hurriedly went to her, "Carla, what are you doing here?" I sternly said.

"I followed you down to the subway to make sure that you weren't buying anymore packs.  But you made to many turns and now, now I can't get out of here, I'm lost," she replied with a hand behind her head.

"No, I mean what are you doing here?" I said though clenched teeth as I snatched her from the open street to a more secure place in an alley.  In a hushed voice, "I even said I should not be followed, but here you are, following!" I muttered in her face.

"But I saw you going down to the subway station so I-"

"This place is not meant for your kind," I explained as calm as I could be.

"What do you mean your-?"

"I mean that I am, not like one of you," I whispered as I pointed to her chest.  "And if any one of them finds out a human is down here, you will be in deep trouble."

"Oh sure ha ha," Carla responded sarcastically, "and that guy behind you isn't human?  He looks pretty human."

I then took a deep breath and looked behind.  The guy spoke up, "Is that a human?  Down here?" he grinned.  He had razor sharp teeth, "Why don't you share?"

I already knew what he was, he wasn't that good with magic.  "Because dumb ass, I'm not eating her," I answered as I'm guarding her.  "So you either go away or this is going to become your death."

Then a bunch of guys came into the alley to get a peek at the human, apparently they were a part of his group.

"Fantastic," I voiced.  I then swing around to the Carla, "Can't believe that I'm saying this, but hold on to my back."

Twisting back a hand then went in above my mouth as I breathed oxygen in.  My chest was glowing, a mixer of yellow and orange beneath my skin.  A spark set off the gas making it fire, and it burned the monsters to its original form.

"Now do you see?" I said as I pointed to the supposed human, "That is his form."  It was a grotesque human sized Cyclops with a like hoofed animal's legs.  "It takes magic for us to appear human."

Crimson wings then burst through my jacket, going to have to get a new jacket.  I grabbed her in both of my hands and lifted off.  The Cyclops had other plans.  With his massive hands he grabbed one of her legs forcing me to halt.

She shrieked, "Get it off!"

It?  I attempted breathing fire again, but no good, a blast came out but not enough to make him let go.  He wasn't going to give up that easily.  I could not produce any more without using some of my power, I was flying after all!  I cannot do more than three things at once without using some magic.

"You know what would come in handy right now," I asked her rhetorically, "Some cigarettes!"

Cigarettes actually made me stronger believe it or not.  They made it so I didn't need to use magic.  All of that tar is bad for humans but really good for dragons.  We monsters are built totally different from humans, like orcs needed alcohol to stay sober and not to get lost in there primitive ways.

I flew straight up and above the other people.  So fast the monster could not keep a hold of her foot and let go.  Finally I finished at the entrance to the underground city.

"Was that a snake person we just flew by!?" she asked winded.  Not many people can take my flying.

I gripped her head and made her face me, "So now you are never going to go back in there again," I said to her, with my cool grey eyes gazing straight into hers to see her soul.  "You best be thankful that I saved you this time cause next time, I won't save you."

"I've only seen you guys in fantasy books!" she said as she was released from my grip, "What type are you?"

"A dragon, now please just go," as I shoved her towards the exit of this place.  My wings slowly being to melt and become invisible in my back, where they are supposed to be.

"Oh Zacky!" yelled an all too familiar woman.

"Zacky?" mocked Carla smirking.

Oh don't you dare start calling me that.

Ai coming up to me noticed the girl with me and started to frown, "I thought I said no more girls in one of your voice mails!  And is she a human?  Eww!"

Face, have you met palm?  I'll want to get you two well acquainted.

"Anyway, I need you to do some errands with me," she said with a smile, but the smile got darker as her sentence went on.  "And I'll want you to come back to my place where you can stay and live forever."

She attempted pulling me away from Carla, she aimed to get me away from the human, "There is no way that I'll ever work for you, I quit."  I then grabbed the human chick putting her in front, "Do you see this girl, I'm becoming this human's new employee.  So suck it!"

Ai is now furious at me and my proclaimed new boss.  She had won me fair and square allegedly, though I think it was done with all the odds in her favor.  She was so livid her illusion of the human body was beginning to break down.  Her hair had begun to move.  That signals it's time to get out of there.

I covered Carla's eyes and twisted her around.  I hushed her and whispered in her ear, "Don't look at her, just walk away with me."

"Zacharia, you come back here this instant!" Ai screamed as hisses came from her.  Her legs had morphed into a snake's tail, and her hair from the smooth and silky strawberry blond to a thicket of green snakes.

I could still tell that Carla wanted to say something, I quieted her by saying, "She is a gorgon."  That's all I had to say.  A Gorgon unlike nagas, in mythology, had poisonous snakes for hair and could turn people to stone.


"God I can't believe that I said that, you my boss," I laughed at a café somewhere far away, "But you have to know that there is no way of getting through to her other than doing something drastic."

"What does a boss do exactly?" Carla asked.

Slyly I said, "Well you request something and I do my best to make it happen.  Then you reward me with something.  That is what the leader does.  Like say what happened down there happens again, you ask me to save you and when I complete it you give me something in return.  My former boss, the one before that vile woman, gave me a pack of smokes for something small trivial matters and bigger objects for jobs that took energy and time."

"Well since I am now your boss," she grinned, "I want you to do something for me."

"What," I said looking at the menu.  I had not ordered anything.  Most cafes and restaurants didn't cater towards a carnivore like me, while she ate a salad, the grossest thing ever.

"Make me dateable."