Dialogue: Vixen

Arc 3.5

***> Chapter 54:***

It was a summer day. The heat was unbearable in Lost Hell and the times were hard. Vixen lived in a family that was not the poorest, but was beginning to lack the money to live properly. Vixen was a quiet child and didn't ask for too much, which allowed his parents to save a little more than expected, and he didn't complain about it. He was a little different from the others: he was TOO quiet, too much of a loner, and although he had friends, he was far from popular. His beautiful white hair and red eyes made some girls approach him more easily than other boys his age, but Vixen wasn't interested in that. He had no goals in life and although he was always happy to chat with his friends or new people, he was not interested in relationships. He lived quietly with both his parents and that was all that mattered to him. But something was missing.

A brother. Someone who would be closer than the others.

When he told some of his friends about it, they told him he just had to find a girlfriend. Even though he was sure he was attracted to girls, Vixen didn't want a relationship: he wanted someone who could be like his brother. He told his parents, but they didn't want any more children and they were already having trouble keeping enough money to live properly as they did, so they refused. Again and again. This affected Vixen greatly and he didn't feel as happy as he used to. Something was missing, someone in his life... He wanted to find that "brother", his... life partner. A girlfriend might be nice, but it requires even more attention, he'll have to kiss her and even do adult things with her... He doesn't want that. Not right now.

And it was on a summer day, while playing in a nearby village, that he met him.

A dragon that was about his size with broken wings. It seemed to be in a very bad state; maybe even between life and death. Vixen knew that dragons still existed, but what was a dragon doing here? Wasn't that... very, very rare? Besides, in the stories she was told, dragons are fierce and attack anything that moves. Yet this dragon was as passive and cute as a wounded little cat. Vixen took care of it secretly, since his parents would never allow him to keep it, and a few weeks later, the dragon could fly again. Happy and free, the dragon took the little Vixen on his back and showed him his country from the sky. A landscape he will never forget, even years later.

Vixen had found his brother. His partner.

Even though Vixen couldn't really understand the dragon and the other way around either, they did their best to understand each other. Some of the dragon's facial expressions showed that he was happy or sad and Vixen could understand that. For his part, some of Vixen's words like "Good dragon" or "Goodbye" became understandable, in the long run. They were able to communicate with each other and although the dragon would scare anyone Vixen's age, he thought it was cute. Sweet. Friendly.

Then one day, Vixen got sick. Very sick.

His parents didn't have enough money to pay for Vixen's medicine, so he would die if they didn't do something. Vixen couldn't even get out of bed... He was in a terrible state and some of his friends came to see him and prayed for him.

And one night, it was his dragon that came to his room.

Not seeing Vixen for several days in a row, the dragon started looking for his new friend in the village. He smelled his scent and had to avoid the weapons that were thrown at him, but he arrived at Vixen's house intact. He put his muzzle on the one he adored and Vixen stroked him with a tired smile.

- Well... dragon...

He didn't have long to go: the dragon knew that. He could feel the sickness eating away at him from the inside. So the dragon offered his paw: he wanted Vixen to take it. The boy didn't understand, but when he saw the dragon's serious look, he accepted. Then he heard incomprehensible words: the dragon's thoughts. However, even though he didn't understand anything, he finally heard words in the human language. He finally understood what the dragon wanted to do and Vixen did not hesitate for two seconds. Without even being afraid, without any regret and without hesitation...

Vixen made a pact with the dragon and both of them bound themselves, the heart of one becoming the heart of the other.

In this way, Vixen was saved, but when his parents noticed the dragon in their son's room, they tried to chase it away... but Vixen stopped them and told them that he could not live with them anymore.

And that night, while his parents were crying, Vixen left.

He lost everything he knew exceept for his best friend; his brother;

His partner.

**>>>CHAPTER 55<<<**