Cynder Took Parker and Nixie back to her small home. Cynder gave Parker a warm blanket to snuggle in while she took Nixie in the back to try and change her back to normal. Parker still felt tired, but he didn’t want to sleep, for that would mean enduring the nightmare again. He sat there, wrapped in the blanket, trying not to drift off.

He was so busy doing this, he didn’t notice a cloaked figure open the window and climb inside. The Figure stood over Parker, watching him with it’s yellow eyes. Parker didn’t even see the figure before it shoved a handkerchief coated with sedative in his nose. The smell caused him to fall unconscious. The Figure then picked him up and wrapped him in the blanket.

“Parker, would you like some hot choc-WAIT WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?” Cynder yelled, coming into the room.

“I’ve simply come to reclaim what was taken from me.” The Figure said.

“Give him back!” Cynder yelled, bearing her teeth.

“No, he is mine and I’m never letting go of him again.” The Figure said.

Cynder charged at the figure, but it kicked her away before jumping out the window.

“PARKER!” Cynder yelled.

The Figure ran away, at almost high speed, clutching Parker tightly to it’s chest. It hid behind a tree to take a break and looked at Parker. The figure smiled peacefully and nuzzled the unconscious dragon gently.

“I missed you so much.” It said.