Brites' Revenge, Mariana Mendoza [golden son ebook .txt] 📗

“Are you ready, Razor?” my leader asks me.
I crack a smile and just chuckle in a very low voice. King looks down at me, his lips twitch up for only me to see before it fades back to a serious grimace. I watched in front of me, judging our opponents, Zilos. Zilos were, unlike us who were the largest, dominant, and number one gang in Cali, Zilos were only third. Tonight they wanted to fight for the royal crown of top gang.
King was my leader’s nickname. Mine was Razor and in a moment, the others would see why I was named that way. They would see why I was King’s second in command.
The other gang had brought twenty of its best fighters while we only brought ten. Since we were the best, we didn’t need as much people.
I sniffed the air, trying to see what type of supernormal (supernaturals is the classic word but we gangs don’t use it much) they were. I could smell five vampires, including the leader, three wolves, two cats, a hellion, and four half human half fey.
I heard the wolves sniff the air too, trying to see what type we were as well. All they would smell was two vampires, including King, two cats, two wolves, and three warlocks and a strange smell from me, the only dragon in the human world, but they won’t know that. I smirked at them, already confident on who would win.
I wasn’t usually cocky but then again, I was the key to winning this. The other leader watched me curiously, smirking at me. I got that a lot. But most who underestimated me, never did after I was done with them.
“ Your second is a chick? Let me guess, since she’s the only female in your gang she’s your princess Razor,” the other boss said. I said nothing, letting my chief to handle it.
“ I guess this would be your first time to meet her?” he said. I hid my hands behead me, not really caring of what they said about me. This was a leaders’ conversation which meant I wouldn’t be able to talk until the fight began.
“ Heard she got raped by a member of Rejects. True?” he asked my boss. I forced myself to stay expressionless. King glanced at me, trying to make sure the words didn’t bug me; it didn’t. All I wanted to do was kick some ass since the past few days has been stressful.
“ Sure, but did you hear what my princess did to them? Why do you think she’s my second and called the Razor? I’m warning you, you better not mess with her,” he tells the other dude.
“ Whatever. I was just hearing but I guess we’ll soon see how good she is. By the way, what type is she? I don’t recognize her smell. The other gang don’t know either,” he asks King. I smirk and just stay as still as I could.
“ And what makes you think that I’ll be telling you? I guess you’ll have to guess like the others,” my leader chuckles. The other isn’t amused. I’m not surprised.
“ Fine, whatever. Anyway, tonight will be the night that you Hackz will be dethroned,” he yells out to King. I roll my eyes.
“ Sure, kid, whatever helps you,” he hollers back. And the fight was on.
King and the other leader move to the side to battle. I go to the other second. He was the wolf that was right next to his boss. I just walked slowly to him as my other gang brothers went to fight their own fight. When I got to him, the wolf brings his fist up, ready to punch me in the face. I notice his hand had changed a little to reveal claws. His eyes had gone yellow and his whole head was quickly shifting into a wolf head.
I did the same. My eyes turned into a shiny yellow-gold, appearing more as cat eyes, and my fingers turned to six inch black claws. Underneath my grey muscle shirt, my stomach and chest were now covered in invisible scales. They were stronger than any metal in the world, making almost impossible for me to die.
I ducked, so that the clenched hand missed my face. I then stroked his stomach with my claws. It teared his shirt, reaving four claw marks and a whole lot of blood. The wolf yelped in pain and then stuck his foot out to catch me in the stomach. He then howled from the impact of his toes being crushed by my scales.
I then stood up, grabbed his foot and pulled him to the floor with it. He was nearly two hundred pounds of muscle but to me it felt like five. The dude growled at me and then struck me in the leg with his free foot. I felt the liquid trickle from my leg. I glanced at his shoes, realizing that his claws had gotten me. I smiled at him. Unlike any shifter, dragons healed faster; proving that our scales weren’t our only armor.
I then decided to surprise him. I lifted my hands into the air, lifting him. The wolf’s eyes went wide open. My magic surprised him. Yup, I could not only shift into a dragon but dragons had the second strongest type of magic in the world. What beat their magic was the Gods’ powers but angels’ magic only came third to ours.
“ What the hell are you?” the wolf second asked me, astonished and now completely frightened. I smiled wickedly at him.
“ Your worst nightmare.” I responded.
He gulped and before he could pee his pants, I kicked him in the stomach then grabbed his neck. I didn’t like using my magic much when my opponent wasn’t a magic user either. I let him down but my hands were on his neck still, squeezing until he was knocked out. I then went to the others.
My next opponent was one of those half fey. I could tell my his blue eyes and pale skin that he was half air fey. He held is hands out then closed them carefully. I suddenly felt constricted as air was forced out of my body. I then used my won magic. I made my magic circle around the guy and then I clenched my own fist. The human fey’s eyes widened as air left him. I then used my mind to do the rest. I blew out a bit of fire from my mouth, not letting the others see where the fire had come from. Before it was out, I made the air around him, turn into a little tornado, trapping him inside. The fire grew as it touched the tornado. In seconds, the dude was scorched and unconscious from the loss of air.
I kept fighting like that. I took down another guy down. He was easy because the cat was just hissing all the time. I just hit his side, kneed him in the face, and just kicked his crotch and he was down in less than a minute. But before he did, he got a good claw on my arm. My final fight was between the two vampires. They circled me, their eyes going red with hunger and rage. I watched them both and judged the time to finish one each. They were tall and skinny but that didn’t mean that they were weak.
They both struck at the same time. Before their teeth could sink into my neck and shoulder blade, my scaled came out, covering my human skin. They both groaned in pain from hitting my scales. One swore at me and covered his mouth with a hand. I gave him a right hook, clawing him along the process. The other vamp was a chick. I hated girls for a lot of reasons, making me hate her immediately. I struck her in her side but that didn’t seem to affect her. She then used her long nails to scratch my unprotected neck. I growled as her claws got me in the middle of my throat. I used my left hand to grab her right fist, using my own right hand to claw her face and her side. I sunk my six inch claws into her side. She screamed in pain but didn’t faint in pain. This girl was tough but I was tougher.
“ Bitch,” she yelled at me. Her voice was high.
I then slapped her with the back of my hand and unclenched her hand so that I could grab her neck. Before I could, she tried to stop me with her manipulate me. She tried to put her own thoughts into my mind. I wouldn’t let her. My mind was walled, making sure her manipulation wouldn’t work a rat’s ass on me. I swiftly got her neck and dipped my claws into it. I crushed her throat and before she knew it, she was out and on the floor as well.
I looked around, finding out I was the last to finish. King glanced at me from the corner of his eye, still staring down at the terrified leader of the Zilos. I went to my brothers’ sides. Three of them looked badly injured while the others only had minor flesh wounds. I went to them, gathering magic into my hand.
“ We don’t need it, princess.” Scorch mumbled to me. I shook my head, not letting him refuse me. I looked up to see the others shake their heads. I grunt.
“ You all need my help and I don’t give a damn about how you won’t let me help you.”
“ The boss is gonna need it more than us,” this time Stone replies. I don’t back down, even his broadness won’t scare me.
“ I don’t give a rat’s ass so how about you all just leap me heal you or else I’ll just have to do it the hard way.” I tell them.
Scorch, Stone, Hacker, Fang, Sicko, Merciless, Cracker, Trashy, Spooks, and Speedy all glared at me. They knew not to mess with me when I go all doctor on them. They cave in and I begin.
Scorch stepped up, looking miserable. I didn’t look for any of the wounds. I just surrounded him with my magic and began to think: heal. It was hard because unlike witch or fray magic, they create magic to heal again while I, like angels, can only heal whatever was there before an injury. It was tough but since I’ve lived with these guys for so long, I was used to healing any type of wound. It only took me less than a minute to heal him. I turned to the next and next until I was finished.
I didn’t have to heal them much though. Since they were fast healers anyways but I like helping their own bodies to heal faster. I think that since I’ve done it for so long, their own bodies’ abilities to heal is faster than any of their kind. Which was why it was easy to finish them up and not get tired so quickly.
When I was done, King stepped up. His dirty blond hair was messy, which to me made him look hotter. His pale skin was stained with blood and his orange-brown eyes were still bright red, angry. I could see a little of his firm abs from his ripped up