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This is what I have of chapter on so far. It has been ripping out of my books so lets type it to have it somewhere. I am not done writting it so this is all you get for now. Let me know how you likes it mm-kay?


He was angry. Well, being angry was something that because a part of him living here, but still! This was out right outragous! He couldn't eat in peace and quite anymore around here! He wasn't able to fix up his small home because the large rocks from the top of the cave kept falling on it. Now this time it took a large chunk of his house and went well out into the water of the lake. He could see the sun light for the first time in decades. The golden beam of light that was fading into darkness was actually hurting his poor eyes. But he wasn't that interested in the glimps of the life on the surface, he was more interested in the female that came in with the top of the cave. He stood up and sighed. He better pull her out of the water before she drowned.
He walked through the crumbled wall, no longer needing his door, and walked to the edge of the dark lake. To most it would look like the rest of the ground that they were walking on and would have had a very wet suprise. But to him and other cretures that lived down here the lake was a greenish-blue color compared to the dark borwn of the earthy floor.
He always hated entering the lake, even to get fish for food. The water dragon down there was his friend, but he didn't like to admit that often and would often try to eat the poor demon who just wanted to get food. He slipped into the freezing water and swam with ease over to the girl. If the water had made him cold, it was nothing compared to how he was feeling when he was the golden dragon swimming towards him.
He grabbed a hold of the girls arm and filpped her over so her face wasn't in the water anymore. The dragon let only his head come out of the water, his long body had no need to all be in the air. "You demon brat! Hand that woman to me! She is different than others! Hand her to me!" The dragon's voice sounded like seven people were trying to talk at the same time. They were in harmony, but still, it grated on the nerves!
The demon laughed neverously, "Now, now Reighs. You said whatever I touched in the lake will be mine. I touched her first."
The dragon roared angryly and made more of the high ceiling fall. "DEMON! This is MY cave! I let you live here instead of pushing you off to the drows and other evil cretures of the underworld, do as I say and hand her to me!"
The demon started to tow the woman back to the shore, "Reighs, once you have come up with a vaild reason that does not break the agreement you and I have, then you can come get the girl."
The dragon hissed at him and dropped back below the water, down in to the murky depths. The demon sighed in relief that he didn't have to deal with that dragon. He was cursed to be in a human form and was weakened because of it. So that made the golden water dragon much more powerful than him.
He sloshed out of the water and steped nimbly over the broken wall with the female in his arms. Being underearth made everything that much colder. He wasn't deep enough to feel the heat of the molten fire but deep enough to not be able to see the sun. Well, at least that was the case, he thought looking up at the hole in his roof.
He could already feel the chill seeping into his bones. There was a small fire in the coner of his home. There wasn't much special to his home, it was all cozy for one tall man. There was only two rooms, The everything room and his sleeping quarters. He Stared at the female for a long moment. He had extra clothes, but they would be much to big to fit on her much smaller frame. He heaved a sigh. This was a bit problematic.
He started to undress her so she wouldn't catch a cold or something worse, then die from it. The only problem was she had... things he didn't have! It may have been years since he last saw a female but he would not fall for a human female. He turned his head to the side and looked only when he couldn't get a knot here and there undone.
He snatched up her clothes and turned away from her a blush creeping across his face. This was not going well. He walked over to the fier and set the clothes up to dry in front of it. He turned around again and looked up at the roof of his house and stepped carefully around her to get into his room.
It wasn't decorated very much. There was nothing he owned of sintamental value to hang upon his walls. He had found a red clay that he smeared on them to give them a more homely look. He grabbed a dark brown pelt, that he got from some animal that he had no name for, and tossed it over the woman. "There, solves all our problems."
The slience weighed heavily on him. He felt really silly for talking to an unconsious woman. He sighed again. That was what the third time today that he sighed? Or was it more. He shook his head and picked up the woman and set her down inside the room. He left her there and went back by the fire and grabbed the rest of his dinner. She would be safe inside the room. It was in fact the only room of the house he spent a lot of time working on, keeping it safe and dry from when the dragon decided to slash water all over his house. The dragon claimed that it was for a reson but the demon didn't believe him to far on that.
The demon chewed slowly on the last bits of food. What was he todo with a human female? Sure she would make a good pet, but females with no free will was boring. He could use her as a mistress. Gods know how long he has been with out a female. Certainly there were males but he wasn't about to do that. He sighed again and snapped up. "What is wrong with me?! I guess I need to get more sleep!"
He pulled some pelts from his room and tossed them on the floor. He decided that he would sleep out here away from her. No harm in doing that, right? As he drifted of to sleep, thoughts entered his mind that normally would have never entered his mind at all. Like how was she as a person? What color her eyes would be when she awoke. Thinking these things about her he finally drifted into a deep sleep.

He finally decided after about the fifth time he heard the clanking noise that it was indeed not from his dream. It was slowly starting to get on his nerves. He opened one eyes and glanced around his small home. Leaning against one side of the distroyed wall and hitting the other side with his sword was a drow. The demon groan lightly.
Drows were banished to the underside of earth long before his great-great grandparents were born. Their elfin like bodys hadn't changed much at all. Their bodies were lanky and lean, but they could eat you out of house and home if they wanted to. They were trained to be top warriors. Well, at least the males were. The females were trained more for using the magic, it was stronger in them for some reason. The males could use some of the magic but for the most part it layed dormant in them. Thier skin was a pale pasty white from the lack of sun, and their hair a deep black. Their hair would sometimes be a dark brown color but that was very rare. Their eyes were the biggest change on them. It went from the birght blues, green, and gold to deep red.
This particular drows eye color was unusual umonst the drowns and so he was often shunned in his youth but now they respected him as one of their strongest warriors. His eyes were almost a violet color. More red than purple but enough so that he could see perfectly fine in the sun light. His long black hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail and it came to his waist. The drow focased his eyes upon the demons one open eye. "Awake now are we, Don?"
Don groaned again. "Vinsar, why must you do this to me everyday?" He rolled over but kept the blanket drapped across his lower body.
Vinsar chuckled as he steped away from Don's wall. "I have done this to you for the past thirty years. You can't all of a sudden ask me to stop, now can you? It wouldn't do any good you know." He said carring on as Don buried his head umongest his pelts. "I came here as a friend as well as an emeny. I have been sent by King Janner to collect your human pet. But they do not believe that I can beat you. So they are giving me a few days to return with you pet and if I don't return, they'll send a pack after you."
Don stiffened. A pack? Great. Just what he had always wanted to have five of the top drow warriors after him. The demon leaped to his feet and started pulling on some pants. Vinsar repectedly turned away from him. "Vinsar, my friend. Are you not one of the top five warriors that should be coming after me?" He turned to him a glare on his face. He readied himself to use any magic if nessicary, even though he was sure the drow had more magic than he did at this time.
"That I am Don. But I have requested to come alone. Being as I know you better than anyone down there they agreed to let me come. Now I have no intention of stealing your pet. So get that thought out of your head. I have come to warn you. To help you take her and escape."
"Escape to where Vinsar! Tell me! You haven't been able to remove this banishment off of me! So what do you propouse we do then? The only other way out of here aside to the surface is to go down. Down to YOUR home where they want HER."
The drow stood there listening to the demon rant with calm writen all over his face. With the drow looking at him like that made the demon get madder. "WELL?! Speak up Drow or get out!"
He didn't say anything for a few minutes, just stared. He then leaned foreward and touched his sword tip to Don's head. "I have found a way to get you out of here. Will you shut up for me to be able to tell you? Or would you like me to slience you for you?He fell into slience waiting for the demon to react.
Don stood there with the simmitar pointed at his head, breathing deeply to calm himself. After a few minutes he could feel himself in control once again. He hadn't known his beast to try to do anything since he got sealed in the body he is currently in, that made him slightly worried as well as scared. Vinsar saw this and turned from him putting the simmitar away.
Don felt slightly worried as he watched Vinsar pull out the much longer katana. He backed up against the far wall, watching Vinsar's every move. The katana had a faint glow to it. Magic! Drow males couldn't use this kind of magic! What on earth had Vinsar been doing?!
He walked over to the lake and ran the blade across the top of the water causing it to ripple out. It continued to ripple in an unnatural way that intregued Don. With each ripple the water turned a simmery blue. Once the ripples reached the middle of the lake, Reighs rose his golden head out of the water once again. The dragon didn't seem happy. Don took this time to study the dragon, being as his monstrous angry wasn't directed at him this time.
From what Don knew of the dragon race was that there were few and they were dying out. Reighs was the only water dragon all three knew about. They were pretty much immortal in the sence that they won't die from old age, but they could be delivered a mortal blow that could kill them. Full grown dragons were huge in size and increadably hard to kill. The reason for the loss in this species was because their babies kept being killed. Reighs was rare even more with the fact that he was a golden dragon. Almost none of thoes.Water dragons don't need to use their magic to glide effortlessly through the water, but to do other things like flying, they would need to use their magic.
Reighs' golden scales were pretty much water proof. NO water clung to him at all. He had huge emeral eyes that reflected the years of pain and suffering but also the happy times. Don had yet to see his whole body, but he figured it wouldn't fit in the small cavern anyways.
Vinsar spoke up to the dragon who was snarling at him. "Mighty water dragon, I need your help."
"For what does a Drow of the undearth need my help with?" The seven voices boomed.
Vinsar gestured towards Don, "Return your friend to the mortal world. And his little pet. They both need to leave here."
The dragon gazed at Vinsar for a moment, then started to laugh. "Why should I help the fox demon lord who can't keep himself from getting banished?" Don flushed with anger. "And why would a drow ask for help to save something he was sent to caputre? Answer these questions with care. For I might help you if you please me with them."
Vinsar merly turned away from him and looked to Don. " I though friends were suppose to help you in times of need. Am I wrong on that assumption? I wish to be a friend not a emeny to you but as the great dragon says, I should kill you now. But against all odds, I want to help you. So, pray tell me Don, am I wrong in thinking that friends help each other?"
Don froze as both the drow's and dragon's attention were turned to him. "I... I do believe that too, but I am-"
"There you see dragon! Help the one who calls you friend. Send him to the surface once more!"
The dragon, don could tell, wasn't happy at all. Reigs brought his head really close to them. "Fine." His breath blew around them, smelling of fresh rain on a spring day. "I'll send you back. BUT! Only if the drow goes too. I shall also becoming along. I want to see this little tale to it's end."