Sta.sh
Cling.
Crash!
A muffled, “Dang it.”
Those three sounds were all Ajarhmi needed to hear to know that he had another unwelcomed “visitor”. He rolled over on his side as he opened his violet eyes. Trying to get senses heightened to their normal standard, he groggily sat up in the bed with a groan. This was the fourth time this year his apartment had been raided or at least attempted to be. All attempts ended with a full stomach and one less thief in the neighborhood Ajarhmi remembered with a smile. Let it begin.
Whoever was in his house was trying to be quiet after the sound of glass breaking, but with his drakenum abilities there was no point in hiding. Especially if the human is just downstairs. Stealthily walking down the steps, Ajarhmi listened to the thief’s frantic heartbeat. By the sound of blood flow and how the human moved, he could assume that it was male and young; younger than most of the thieves. Maybe he’d just scare the human away and that would be all. If he proved to be more of a threat than Ajarhmi expected, the drakenum wouldn’t feel guilty at all about removing him permanently.
He glanced around the corner into the kitchen. The human was dressed in a dark hoodie and jeans, yet wasn’t even bothering to wear gloves or had the hood pulled over his head. Ajarhmi laughed inwardly at how pathetic this boy was when it came to stealing. Oh well, he thought with a shrug as he finally made himself known as the teenager stooped down to search through the lower drawers.
“Hey there.” The boy jerked up at the confident, smooth voice and turned with the flashlight to see whom the person was. The drakenum winced at the bright light. “Can you turn that thing off? Its kind of annoying.”
Ajarhmi smirked as the boy actually obeyed. He wasn’t expecting that. In fact, now that he assessed the teen, he noticed that he had no blades or a gun like some of the others. He just had a flashlight, a flathead screwdriver, and a duffle bag. Ajarhmi didn’t know if it was comforting to know the thief was stupid when it came to being prepared for matters like this or if he should laugh at him. The drakenum decided on the last choice. Ajarhmi laughed as the guy stumbled away from the kitchen counter. Duh! Your only way out is through me, kid. The teenager shakily pointed the flathead at him, shouting, “G-get out of my way!”
“Or else you’re going to hit me with that? Yeah…riiight.” The drakenum tilted his head at the boy that was beginning to tremble. Either Ajarhmi was unnerving the kid with his confidence or in the readiness of striking an opponent. He sighed as he clicked on the kitchen light. “What did you break anyway?” The boy took a step back and reached back for something. The drakenum’s eyes narrowed as he brought out a butcher knife. Oohh, scary. Rolling his eyes more so annoyed. Maybe this human was more of a threat than he thought. With a smug grin, Ajarhmi chuckled, “Maybe I should put my knives somewhere else, huh?”
“Get out of my way, man!”
Ajarhmi rolled his eyes again at the cliché as he advanced into the kitchen. The boy stepped away from him, obviously not ready to strike if Ajarhmi got too close. “Look, why don’t you set down the knife and talk? I’m not stingy and unwilling to give you something if you need it, but don’t think I’m going to allow someone to steal from me.” He was within a couple of feet of the human. “Just sit down and tell me why you’re trying to steal from me. I’m not going to do anything.”
The teenager’s grip on the weapon slackened and Ajarhmi could tell that he was considering. Good boy. This was a nice change from the automatic protests from burglars. His clutch tightened once again as he held the duffle bag closer and stammered, “Y-you’re not l-lying to me, are you?”
“Nope. Now put it down,” he said in a clipped tone.
Lowering the weapon, the boy kept his eyes trained on Ajarhmi. The drakenum thought that he had convinced him until a snarl came across the human’s lips. He brought back up the blade, shouting, “You’re lying! You’re going to call the police when you get the chance. But I’m not going to let you. Get out of my way, now!”
This had gone on long enough. Ajarhmi’s violet eyes darkened nearly to black as he glared down at the boy. The human had little time to react when the drakenum grabbed him by the face. With muffled shouts, he tried to slash the blade across the arm that held him, yet the metal didn’t even go through. Stupid kid. It sounded like it scrapped against something thick and rough. He glanced down and gasped at the sight of Ajarhmi’s once human arm now covered with thick, dark violet scales. What is this guy, he wondered as his gaze wildly went back to the drakenum’s cold stare. So inhuman!!
“I can’t stand creatures like you. They prey on others to get what they want and care only about their survival. You are not even a decent thief,” Ajarhmi’s voice rumbled changing…revealing the beast within.
The human cried out as he felt something almost like electricity hit him right in the face. Ajarhmi dropped the boy on his backside. The strange sensation crawled all over his body and he shook uncontrollably, wanting the tingling to go away. Just as the feeling started calming down, he could sense that something was changing around him. There was a numbing, cold sensation consuming him. Shivering from both the chill and fear gnawing away at him, the boy slid his eyes open. His heart felt like it leapt into his throat at the sight above and before him. The knife now laid useless in front of him that he had been holding just a moment ago. It was huge compared to him now! He must have been about an inch tall. But was that even possible? This can’t be happening to me, the human thought with a dread feeling in his stomach. Wake up!!!
“I know that it is in the nature of a thief to not trust others, but that doesn’t give you a reason to threaten me just because you merely THOUGHT I was some human.” The drakenum squatted to get a better look at the tiny creature before him. With a lazy curl of his lip, he then laughed, “I guess I don’t have to point out how wrong you were, huh?”
“Wh-what are you,” the boy choked out as he crawled back from the now giant man.
“Not human to say the least.” Ajarhmi didn’t feel like explaining what type of creature he was and instead sighed, “I suppose I should be courteous and introduce myself. I feel awkward if I don’t at least know your name before we get down to the… unpleasant task.” The teenager audibly gulped at that statement, sensing that whatever this giant had planned, would not be good. The drakenum gave a wide smile, making his canines visible. “Ajarhmi. And yours?”
Attempting to keep his nerves calmed and failing miserably, the boy stuttered, “T-Thomas. Wh-what are you going to do to me? Listen, you can keep the duffle bag just turn me back to normal and let me go. Please.”
Getting down on his knees now, Ajarhmi groaned, “Typical of burglars. They only answer or talk when they are put in a position like THIS. I bet you would have ran out of here with my things and stolen from someone else in less than a month, huh?”
Thomas was frozen stiff at the hint of threat in the drakenum. To be honest, Tom had done this a few weeks earlier and he had planned on selling off the stolen goods when he left here. He would then rob another house in the neighborhood and do the same thing. It had worked so far and didn’t think to change his tactics. If it’s not broke, don’t fix it, he had thought. Now things were different. His eyes widened further with comprehension. “Burglars? You’ve gotten many people breaking in here?”
“Yeah. I purposely chose this neighborhood since I heard the crime rate was horrible and police didn’t care to help stop rapists, killers, and burglars from causing any more damage.” A playful grin teased his lips, yet didn’t reach Ajarhmi’s eyes. “I figured their corrupt existence wouldn't be missed. Thus, making myself a prey. Didn’t you notice how easy it was to break in here, Tom?” As if asking a simpleton.
“Y-yeah. You didn’t have a security system or anything installed. You even left your window unlocked in the living room.”
“Exactly. This place is a pretty good trap for human ‘predators’. I never have a boring moment in this neighborhood that’s for sure. Got to meet not only burglars in my house, but meet crazy people that just want to have sex or kill.” Distaste coloring his words.
Tom’s mind was busy processing this information and what it all meant. He dreaded asking the next question, but he did so anyway. “So…what did you do to handle them?”
Ajarhmi’s sweet smile switched to a sinister one as he gave a harsh laugh at the human’s question. Leaning forward and stretching out his hand toward Thomas, he replied, “Well, you’re about to find out, huh?”
The frozen fear instantly went away and was replaced by the instinct of running away from danger. Stumbling to get back on his feet, Thomas turned and sprinted from the reaching hand. This isn’t happening! This can’t be happening, screamed in the boy’s head as he darted toward the other side of the counter set in the middle of the kitchen. He shot a glance at the doorway that led out of the kitchen. I can get out of this! His next step was to get through there, then through the living room, and then out the window. It was sequentially simple, but where was Ajarhmi in that equation? Tom yelped as a hand nearly caught him, tucking and rolling into a corner under the drawers. He wanted to punch himself for putting himself in a “corner” and brought his legs in to his chest as fingers felt for him. I-is he toying with me?! Thomas quaked and pressed his face into his knees. He wanted to cry so badly, but he resisted even as he shouted, “St-stay away from me!”
Ajarhmi promptly pulled his hand away from the boy and sat on the floor in silence. Thomas wondered what the giant was contemplating, which was answered when Ajarhmi sighed, “You are so pitiful. You play with the sympathy of others when you have none for others. Have you ever thought of how you have hurt a person by stealing from them? You make me want to retch, but you don’t deserve even a second thought.”
Thomas whimpered as the sharp nails snagged him successfully by the front of his hoodie. He was then pulled out from hiding and lifted up from the floor. In a panic, Tom wriggled before he was brought too far away from the ground and slipped out of his hoodie leaving him in his t-shirt. As soon as his feet made contact, he ran for the entryway to the kitchen.
The drakenum smirked at how quick the tiny human thought he was. Looks like I have an athlete on my hands…not like it mattered that much to Ajarhmi. He was a crook that needed to be taught a lesson. I'm game. Allowing Tom to reach the exit, he finally sprung forward into action. His swift drakenum speed a blur. Thomas glanced back in time to see the hand descending mere inches from him. He tried pulling off the same move as last time, but just as he ducked, the hand slammed into him from behind. Effectively pinning him to the doorway. The breath was knocked out of him from the sudden impact, yet he knew this creature could break his bones easily. What is this guy’s deal? Is he acting like he’s going to kill me or is he just waiting ‘til… Tom gulped, unable to continue the horrid thought. The hand slowly released the boy, but now his movements were sluggish as he tried turning and straightening his posture. With a whimper, he looked up at the drakenum’s face. “Please…if you’re good, then you’ll show mercy, ri-right?”
“That’s an amusing thought. I’ve never been considered merciful with how I handled careless beings like you.” Still crouched, Ajarhmi clicked his sharp nails rhythmically on the hard floor, adding as if in thought, “If Vic were here, that pitiful plea would have worked wonders on her. Even Gib would have a hard time hurting someone that’s defenseless at the moment. Those two I guess are just too nice for their own good.” His violet gaze turned to Tom as his upper lip curled humorlessly. “But I don’t mind getting my hands dirty.”
Tom had inched himself across from the hard wood floor to the living room carpet. He wanted to turn around and run away, but not at the risk of turning his back to this man so near to him. As he looked at Ajarhmi, he couldn’t help but think back to earlier that evening when he was with his little sister.
“Tom, where are you going?”
Grudgingly, the teenager went back in the room to the girl lying in the bed. He sat down beside her and answered, “I’ve got to see one of my friends down the street. I won’t be gone for too long.” She wrapped her arms around his arm with a pout, to which he groaned, “Ashley…I have to go. I said I w-.”
“Drew said that you were stealing from other people.” Her blunt statement made Tom’s chest tighten. She turned her hurt, blue gaze up to his and asked, “Is Drew lying? You wouldn’t do something like that, right?”
He forced a smile as he ran his fingers through her blonde hair. “Of course I wouldn’t. Drew doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” Tom bent down and gave a loud kiss on the forehead to which she giggled. He laughed, “You smell like berries. You really like using that shampoo I got you, huh?”
“Mmm-hmm. You can smell like berries too if you want.” Before he could answer she rubbed her head against his ruffled, blonde hair. She tittered as he tickled her waist, causing her to collapse back down on the bed. Ashley sighed when he stood up and began walking out. “You know I love you this much, right?” She stretched her arms wide.
“I know. I love you too. Good night, Ashley.” Tom went down the short hallway and passed the man sleeping on the couch. He sneered at the sight of him. The man had the newspaper lying across his chest with certain job opportunities highlighted. Thomas disgustingly shook his head and angrily walked out of the house. If it weren’t for these break-ins Tom did every week or so, Ashley wouldn’t be able to get even the basic necessities. Sucking his teeth, he stayed in the shadows as he went down the dark and barely lit sidewalk. This felt like a good night to get what he needed. It’s all for you, Ashley…for us.
As Tom looked up at the drakenum, he knew too well that he couldn’t have been more wrong to choose this night and, more importantly, this house. He hated being this weak, but if it meant seeing his little sister again, he’d do anything. “Please…I promise that I won’t steal again. Just let me go.”
Ajarhmi sighed, “I’d like to believe you, but you’re a thief. What’s to trust?”
Tom could feel his chances plummeting at how cold this giant was being. Sympathy wasn't getting him anywhere. The teenager snapped, “Okay! I am a thief! But that doesn’t mean I physically hurt someone. I haven’t done anything like that. I don’t deserve to be this small for doing something simple like…taking a few things from your place. It’s not like I took a butt-load of crap from you.”
The drakenum’s glare narrowed as he hissed, “You might see the wrongs of people in shades of grey, but I see the world in black or white. Stealing is wrong, plain and simple.”
Stepping back again, the boy quickly realized that he just made matters worse. He then glanced down at the sharp nails on the massive hand a foot away from him. Tom licked his parched lips nervously as he asked, “I know I already asked this sort of, but…what are you going to do…to me?”
Ajarhmi shrugged as he nonchalantly answered, “Well, to be honest, I was thinking about just scaring you out of the house earlier. But when you took a blade to me…plus your "stealing isn’t a big deal" speech, I figured one less halfwit lowlife would be best for society.”
“You could just hand me over to the police.”
“Yeah right,” Ajarhmi growled at the suggestion. “The police don’t handle that much around here. You'd get a slap on the wrist at most. Besides, you’d most likely tell them what you saw in order to pay back for what I did, huh?” Tom flinched. “Apparently, I’m correct.”
“So…what are you going to do?”
The drakenum glanced down at him and sheepishly grinned. “Well, I don’t know how to break it to you but the type of creature I am naturally preys upon smaller creatures…both talking and non-talking. Do you get what I mean when I say ‘prey’?”
Thomas wasn’t even sure if he should reply to that. His head was swimming in horror at the clear implication this man was making. The thought made him want to throw up. “You…you’re serious?” He stumbled back on his rear, his face visibly pale not even once removing his frightened stare from Ajarhmi. “You’re going to eat me? Wh-why?”
Rubbing the back of his neck, Ajarhmi mused, “Well, besides what I just said…the world isn’t going to miss you if all you’re doing is taking from it. Also, honestly, I’m hungry and meat is best for a drakenum’s body, so…” Tom shut his eyes as Ajarhmi gripped his thumb and finger around his waist and lifted him up to eye level. “…It’s the most reasonable way of getting rid of you.”
The boy wanted to cry as he stammered, “B-but that doesn’t make sense? You’re going to kill me for stealing? Killing is wrong!”
“Then how else do I make sure you don’t do anymore wrong? You think I’m going to just have a little human trapped in my house until you get tired of living and decide to kill yourself? Plus, don’t lecture me about killing someone. Death is nothing to be played around with, but when it’s dealt, it just better be the only means of judgment left to resort to and honestly…the justice system here is pathetic when it comes to passing common sense and morality.” Tom was about to speak, but stopped himself when Ajarhmi brought him closer to his face. He braced for something painful to happen, but was surprised when the drakenum sniffed him. “Berries? What kind of guy has that scent on him? Not that I’m complaining. If it means it’ll give you a better flavor, then I’m fine with it.”
Reminding Tom of the scent made him think back to Ashley. He wasn’t going to see her again and he had no one to blame but himself. The idea of how he put his little sister in such a painful situation as not being able to see her brother again made the tears begin to fall. There was no point in trying to be virile when death was so close as he figured. Ajarhmi parted his lips and set the tiny human’s feet inside. Instantly, he grimaced in distaste at the shoes and bit down lightly on them. Tom yelped and opened his eyes to see what the drakenum was doing. Ajarhmi effectively pulled off the shoes and spat them out. “Gross. I’ve eaten humans that had better tasting garments than those. What did you do; dip them in a pool of vomit?”
Mentioning “vomit” just made Thomas want to do so. The human pressed his hands against the digits clasped around him and tried to get some relief from the firm grip. “Can you not hold me right there? It’s making me want to…uhn…” He covered one hand over his mouth, to which Ajarhmi jeered.
“Well, that would be even worse if you threw up. Don’t worry. I’m not going to be holding you at all in a moment.”
With that, the drakenum tilted his head back and released the human. Tom gave a high-pitched scream before he dropped waist deep into the human-like mouth. When the lips closed around his midsection, the boy hysterically squirmed to get set free. “Let me out!” He struck his fists against anything on the outside, while he kicked as much as possible at the palate. Instead of letting his legs thrash worthlessly against his palate, Ajarhmi reared up his tongue, pushing it against Tom’s feet. He let out a gasp, to which the drakenum gave a smug look. The boy quickly switched to a spiteful glare at his amusement. “You think this is funny?! You jerk! I hope you choke on-!” Ajarhmi slurped the rest of him inside before he could complete his threat. The drakenum purred at the taste and even more so at the new set of vicious thrashing. It was an awesome feeling to a carnivore to have a live prey. But the thought subsided when Tom was able to shout despite the tongue pressed up against him. “Please! Don’t do this!”
Frowning at the pitiful plea, Ajarhmi craned his neck back to being level as he rested his folded arms on the kitchen counter. He wondered if he should just go on ahead and swallow the boy to get this done. After all, Ajarhmi didn’t care TOO MUCH for the screaming and thrashing in his mouth. Grimly, he knew that he wouldn’t feel or hear Tom that well when he got to his stomach. With dismal resolve, he tilted his head back again, but wanted to gag almost instantly when he felt Tom hug tightly to his tongue. This was definitely a first for Ajarhmi, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t handle the minor obstacle.
“I-I do have someone that’ll miss me!”
Ajarhmi arched a brow as he listened closely to Tom’s sobbing. “I know I was wrong for stealing but…” The boy thought of his little sister. He was doing this for himself, but he was also doing this for her. Tears tracked down his cheeks as he buried his face into the muscle he clung to and cried, “…I don’t want to die. I can’t…I can’t leave Ashley alone. She needs me. Oh…” His shoulders shook uncontrollably as he hyperventilated between gasps, “…why did this…have to happen? I just...I just wanted to make her happy! I…”
Tom couldn’t complete the thought. His eyes rolled back and allowed his body to go limp. The small, dark world he already was in gradually became darker and more distant. I love you...Ashley.
Groggily, Tom turned over on his side, feeling a different setting. It was soft and comfortable just like his bed. Maybe he was in his bed. Maybe that whole event where he had broken into someone’s house and got eaten by a predator was a lie. Tom smiled at the relief of it all being just a horrid nightmare. Gradually, he opened his eyes but the scene was not as he expected. The color of the sheets and the pillow that he was lying on were not blue like his. His heart began to race when he realized that the pillow was huge beneath him. It wasn’t a nightmare; it was real after all.
Just as he heard footsteps approaching, Tom set into action. He slid down the pillow and crawled under the heavy comforter. It was not the best of ideas, but at least it was better than being out in the open for someone to grab him. Especially if it was that man from last night. Tom remained still as he heard Ajarhmi groan, “Kid, I have very good hearing. It doesn’t take much to hear your tiny, rapid heartbeat and you breathing. So its pretty pointless to hide.” Tom refused to move though. Even if he hadn’t been eaten, there was a chance that the giant only kept him alive for his entertainment. He snarled at the idea, but he knew whatever was planned for Tom couldn’t be good. “I’m not playing this game,” Ajarhmi's voice tiresome as he sat down on the bed and reached under the comforter.
The boy yelped as a hand completely enveloped him and dragged him out from hiding. He shouted, “No! Let me go!” Ajarhmi uncupped his hand and held up Tom to chest level. The human got out of his strained position and sat on his bottom in the palm of the drakenum’s hand. Tom looked up at Ajarhmi's unreadable expression. “Wh-what do you want?”
Smiling, Ajarhmi rolled his eyes at the obvious panic he was putting the boy through. “Well if you think I’m here to eat you, you don’t have to worry about that any longer. I already ate breakfast, so I’m not hungry.”
Tom winced. “So…you’re saving me for…another time.”
Ajarhmi blinked at the statement, and then laughed, “Oh…I didn’t mean it that way.”
“B-but…you eat humans and I’m still this size. You said I was…” He couldn’t finish the sentence as the idea of what he was speaking about made him sick again. Tom was even more bothered that Ajarhmi was finding what he said amusing by the smug grin on his face. Looking away from the drakenum, he cringed as he asked, “You really are going to eat me, aren’t you?”
Ajarhmi’s smirk faded and sighed, “I’m not going to eat you. You got me curious last night when you mentioned a girl. Ashley, I believe? Who is she?”
Tom still wasn’t certain if he could trust Ajarhmi. “Why do you want to know?”
“Well, she seemed important enough to you to make you want to live, so she must be important enough to talk about. Is she your girlfriend, sister, or some friend?”
There was still uncertainty in the teenager as he searched in the drakenum’s face for sign of mischief or vice. Giving up on trying to figure him out, Tom answered hesitantly, “My little sister.”
Ajarhmi glanced over at the clock on the bedside table, muttering, “It might be eight…but it’s at least a Saturday so I doubt she’d be awake. Is there anyone home for her when she does wake up?”
Terror overwhelmed Tom at realizing the trouble he put Ashley through being here. Crucially, if he were to be kept here by this drakenum, his little sister would never see him again. The thought made him breathe heavily and hunch forward on his knees. He couldn’t bring himself to look up at Ajarhmi. Tom covered his already leaking face with his sleeve and whispered in defeat, “I won’t be leaving here, will I?”
“Do I have to repeat myself?” In exasperation, Ajarhmi placed Tom on the pillow, ordering in that even voice of his, “Don’t slump like that when you’re having a hard time breathing. You’ll pass out. Sit up straight.” Tom was quick to obey, but he still covered his face in embarrassment. The drakenum leaned back on the bed, grumbling, “I already told you that I wasn’t going to eat you. What do I have to do to get you to believe me?”
Tom wasn’t sure if that was rhetorical or not, but at Ajarhmi’s violet, steady gaze he understood that the man was inquiring him. “W-well,” the teenager began as he thought while speaking. “You could turn me back to normal and let me go.”
The drakenum’s lip quirked at the comment, yet Tom could depict that it wasn’t an evil one this time. He had to wonder if Ajarhmi was actually trying to be nice, but his nerves wouldn’t allow him to calm down enough to accept that idea just yet. “I suppose I could, huh?” His eyes faltered from Tom as he answered in a smooth tone, “But I kept you this size though because I had to ask you a question and people tend to pay attention better when they are easy to…” He laughed at where he was heading with that statement and said simply, “I wanted to know ‘why’ you were stealing. I mean you should know that you would get caught eventually and then your little sister would be not only alone but also come to have negative sentiments toward you. You’d live your days in prison regretting doing any of this.”
Tom brought his knees close to his chest and sighed, “At the time it seemed like the best choice. I was just sick of Ashley living in a dump and I wanted her to…well…have something better. She deserves better.”
“So you aren’t doing this just for yourself but your little sister. Do your parents supply you two with anything?”
“Not really. Mom divorced Dad and Dad can’t seem to get a steady job long enough to even pay off basic bills.” Tom switched to anger as he gritted out, “That moron didn’t care that Ashley was teased in school for smelling like garbage and how she couldn’t pay to do what other kids did. All he cares about is himself! Life would be better if he just died!”
The drakenum flashed his sharp canines as he chided, “Be careful who you say that around. I might actually get rid of him for you.” His eyes narrowed, turning back to his levelheaded-self. “But I won’t do it. If he were to strike you two or something like that…then there’d definitely be one less scum walking around.” Thomas smiled at the insinuation, yet changed back to a straight face when Ajarhmi said, “I’ve been thinking ever since last night about different ways to handle the situation. I doubt that you’re going to tell anyone about me not being human and even if you did...” His eyes changed to a lavender shade as he looked down at the human. “…I don’t have to tell you what’ll happen, right?”
Thomas shrank back from him as he awkwardly laughed, “Yeah, I get the picture. No details necessary. I’m not going to tell anyone. I promise. I'd probably be locked up in the nut house.”
Ajarhmi nodded and continued, “So I am going to let you go, but only on three conditions. One; you are to never steal again. Two; you never tell anybody about me…not being human. And three; you are to work with me from this day forward.”
Tom’s eyes widened as he scooted back from the drakenum. “Um…I have school I have to go to and I’m not sure if-.”
“Don’t try talking yourself out of this,” the man interrupted with a glare. Thomas gulped remembering who was still in control here. Ajarhmi continued in a less menacing tone, “I work with the pawn shop down the road…if you can believe that. The man that owns the place needs someone to be able to help him since he gets sick a lot. Plus, he needs someone he can trust and won’t STEAL from him.” The drakenum arched a brow at him, asking, “Think you can handle a job like that? It’ll help you get some honest money so that you don’t get the urge to steal.”
Thomas didn’t like the idea of working with a creature that nearly killed him, but the idea of the alternative made him readily accept. A second chance. He gave a brisk nod and answered, “Yes. I promise I won’t steal…from him or anybody else.”
Ajarhmi nodded. “Alright.” He reached forward and touched Tom by the front of his shirt. The same tingling from last night shot through his body and it was about as intense as last time. Thomas eventually calmed down after the electrical sensation ended and glanced over his self. Everything was back to normal height and size. Ajarhmi lie on his back and closed his eyes, ignoring the teenager that was happily glancing over his returned form. “Now can you please go? I didn’t get that much sleep in last night because of you so I’d greatly appreciate you going now.” The boy promptly got off of the bed. He stopped just before walking out of the room and glanced back at the drakenum. Sensing his gaze, Ajarhmi muttered, “What is it?”
Tom rubbed the back of his neck. It didn’t occur to him until then that this creature was nicer than he was making himself out to be. He didn’t kill him after all and even was concerned for him to want him to get money. A better life. The boy mumbled, “Thanks…for helping me.”
Ajarhmi was quiet a moment. Finally, he couldn't suppress a devastating grin, answering, “You’re welcome. I’ll see you back here on Monday at four…p.m.”
Tom smiled as well. “Yes, sir.”
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