Stiles didn’t remember falling asleep. The last thing he remembered he had been in the jeep with Scott on his way to a tattoo parlor so Scott could get a tattoo. So when he woke up on a comfortable bed in a room he had never seen before his first thought was that the alpha pack had attacked and he was now captured. But the longer he sat there the more he realized that was probably not what was happening.
Heart racing he took in his surrounding. He couldn’t hear cars or anything driving by the building he was in and looking out the window he saw a lot of green… and was that black off into the distant. What was going on?
His attention was pulled from the window and down onto the bed when an egg like thing started to shake besides him. Stiles’ eyes went wide and he got off of the bed just as a very dark blue with black streaks lizard came rolling out of the egg.
“What the hell?” Stiles asked frowning. Did Jackson have a kid? Is this a new version of the kanima? What was going on? Stiles was about to make a run for it when his eyes met the little lizards and his whole world changed.
I’m not a lizard. I’m Zephyr. Now feed me. The little dragonet demand, making loud hungry noises up at Stiles.
As the bond washed over him, Stiles just snorted as he moved to pick up the little dragon. How could he had been afraid of Zephyr? He was his partner for life.
“Okay, enough with that noise,” Stiles said down to the little creature. “I’ll find you something to eat.” And it was like the Goddess was waiting for Stiles to say something because a basket of meat appeared on the bed. The dragon made a triumphed noise and squirmed in Stiles’ arms until the teenager put the dragon down.
Without hesitation he dragon dove into the basket and started to eat. Stiles picked up the basket and headed outside of the house. The blackness in the distant was making him curious and he wanted to check it out. He also wanted to try and figure out what he hell was going on. So he walked as his new found partner ate.