People crave immortality and I don't understand why. What is so captivating in this world that you would want to stay forever? If it's for travel purposes I would say don't do that because just to see the setting sun or glaciered mountains you will have to live among other people who are conniving, selfish, and deceiving. If you say for love, it dies, those in love or married or whatever will understand how this apparently magical feeling of love wears off. If you say for the money, most sensible among the other options, I would say there will be a time when money would not bring you peace, it never does. And I sweat if people say youth and beauty I would kill myself because youth is like the worst time, you are struggling, your energy is declining and yet nothing is set and you are not a kid anymore and get free money and gifts.

As for beauty, this comes with many cons. Whoever said beauty makes lives easy is a lie. Ask people being stalked for it, threatened for it, or simply hated for it. Or sometimes just befriended for it and not for being a real person with emotions. I mean yeah I could be beautiful forever but what would I even do? If I become famous soon people will realize this guy is not normal and doesn't age or die.

Anyway all the cons aside, I am almost immortal. Or that's what my personal shaman told me. That lady is creepy even for me and I hated her incense sticks. They made me dizzy and nauseous.

"This was the third time you visited the Stunt studio and didn't find Ms. Roberts there." Doug pointed out the obvious. He knew this would get me riled up.

"She has been avoiding me it seems." I might have given her the wrong advice to stay away from me.

She is very aggressive to me. The only time I caught her off guard was the first visit. She did oblige me with practicing and she did manage to totally show off her talent. If I felt attracted to her before, seeing her practice was like falling deeper in this attraction pit. And just like that my eyes were glued to her, the way she used the swords even if it was a wooden one or the time she showed me the flying kick which I knew but I just told her I didn't.

There was this furious energy around her that made her intimidating even for me and yet attractive to the point I had to cancel a meeting with the designer and extended practice with her. And yet she has been avoiding me like I was a pariah and not a globally loved superstar.

"You don't come out friendly in the first few meetings," Doug said with no hint of humor in his voice.

"With the kind of face I have, I don't think people would require friendliness."

I said knowing this was a lie and I can't be friendly to people. It was not in my nature, my own mother called me a freak, I don't think it was apt for me to make friends. 

"I think you are on verge of becoming narcissistic."

"No, Doug, I am one," I said nowhere close to that.

I hated myself more than anyone else can but I can't handle pity so I went around as a narcissist.

"No, you are not," Doug said and I held back a smile.

Of course, he knew me.

"I don't think she hates me, she seems scared of me."

"Because you are being too upfront about your emotions with her."

"You are right, I might have been acting like a perverted actor who is interested in getting into her pants."

"Very crude words but yeah, you get the gist." Doug agreed.

"I mean Doug, she is pretty and all. But that is not the point of my interest right now."

"I know that you don't usually follow girls around."

"I am not following her around Doug."

"Yes thankfully because that would be stalking, but you are pretty interested."

I sighed and leaned back into the car seat. 

"She has the chains, Doug, not like mine but they are chains. I wonder if she suffers as I do or if she is another one of those rune casters with a new way to kill me. I mean what if she is one of those enchanting women who would get close to me and tie those red chains on me."

"It does seem like she wants to get close to you," Doug said in a sarcastic tone.

"No, I mean why is she made that way then? Why is so damn....sensual I should say?"

"I don't think I would want to listen to your erotic thoughts, Idris." He said in monotone and continued with the driving.

It was kind of exciting and scary how my heartbeat doubled by just the mere thought of her.

But it was scarier right now.

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Irika was so shamelessly happy about the kiss scene that I had the desire to get them removed just to see her annoyed. Her pretty demure was just a facade but we all knew she was conniving. She would flatter and butter-up people she knew would be beneficial for her. She would bitch about someone else in front of me and bitch about me in front of others. A typical case of two-faced people who pretend to be good.

Even though I should say she was not good at pretending.

"Idris, we might have travel for the next schedule," Danny informed me as he showed me the part of script to be done out of the town.

"Is there something we don't have a set for?" GHM was a crazy power company and I assumed they had built a set for everything by now. 

I mean we had our space station for sci-fi movies.

"Yeah well a pirate needs to be on the water," Danny said and I gave him a light glare.

I hated traveling because I was not sure when I was the scaled monster. The golden liquid I had kept me in check and Tia always accompanied for emergencies but still, I hated living where I can't return home every night. I needed to re-visit the shaman and get a forecast for my weather.

"Danny, just a suggestion but don't you think pirate should have a cool tattoo or something."

"You can do whatever you want Idris as far as you are faithful to my script. I don't just want this to be a single movie think, create an impact that this turns into series."

"If you promise to change actress in every one of them," I said not feeling too thrilled on the thought of working with Irika.

"No chance, people love their OTPs."

"Danny too much social networking usage has destroyed you."

"If you hate Irika that much use a stand-in for kissing scene." He teased but for a second my mind did flash to a replacement for Irika, one who I would actually want to kiss.

I had to literally shake my head to vaporize the thought.

"What are you shaking head for?" Danny asked frowning at my weird behavior.

"The horrendous thought of doing romantic scenes with Irika." I lied with a perfect smile.

"You are an actor Idris, it's literally your job to romance people you are not in love with."

He was right, this is a job, keep it professional. Should I play hard to get to Rhianon?

"And keep your hands and eyes off Rhia, man." He said casually flipping through the pages.

I was surprised, really, shocked.

But I played it cool, "What are you talking about man?"

"I have done enough movies with you to know your moves. I have seen your flirt and charm actresses and I have seen a few of them wrapped around your fingers. But Rhianon, your eyes are stuck on her Idris, I have seen you trying to make moves on her, please don't. She is like a daughter to me and I would want you to steer clear."

"First, I am a good guy. You make me sound like I am some playboy who goes around breaking hearts. And secondly, no I am not interested in Rhianon that way or any way." I said completing lying about it because I didn't know Danny would be this protective about her.

Does he know a secret about her?

"You are a good guy Idris but Rhianon can't afford your attention. Her life is hard enough as it is. For a girl to allow a career where she is pushed to her physical limits and it doesn't even pay well, how hard due you think her life is?"

I wanted to argue and let him know that I would never make her suffer but then again I am not sure that thought was correct. I didn't know who she was and what she can do. She might be something to harm me or she might be another species of the dragon only heard about in legends. I needed to know.

As Danny said, I should keep it professional. I should know more about her and not fall into this lust trap that I am in every time she is around.

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After waiting for half an hour, the shaman opened her eyes. I have been visiting her for almost eight or nine years now but she would never tell her name and she would never show me some star treatment. I think she lied when she said she was afraid of me.

"Hi, Shaman, It's good to see you." 

"I wish I could say the same My Lord."

I cringed as soon as she said that.

"Umm, I don't think it is necessary, I have told you a million times."

"Oooh, your vitals are better." She said and I frowned.

"Were they ever not better?"

"Never." Wow, that was news and she didn't even tell me.

"Is there anything else I should know?"

"Your fire has grown but so has your chains."

I shrugged because this is something I could feel.

She was saying all this in such a bored tone that it felt she was trying to get rid of me.

"You know I am half dragon right?"

"Anyone who could read auras would know."

And then she kept reading and I sighed.

"Your heart has latched again," She said in a condescending tone.

"It's just come and go, you know how many pretty faces are out there," I said acting casual.

I mean I should be casual, we have met even lesser times that I meet my rival actors.

This time she looked up, her usually serene grey eyes darkened.

"Not a come and go." She said her voice serious as if this was not just some simple attraction scenario.

"She can either rip your soul out or protect it."

"Isn't that a little extreme?" I asked even though subconsciously her red swirls came into my mind.

So she was an enemy and a friend?

Rip my soul out was slightly harsh. Maybe the shaman was exaggerating like she always does.

"No, that is exactly what she is. She is your last living hope of survival-" Before she could finish I snapped at her.

"I am immortal as far as I know."

"Until the head of Rune castors find you."

"And how does she comes into the scenario?" I asked hoping she was a more powerful species of the dragon if that was it.

We will have some cute dragon babies.

Fuck, keep it professional.  I am losing my shit here just because she might be a friend if not my soul ripper.

"She is a dragon keeper." The shaman said," You better not let her get away from your side."

For a second, I think the time stopped or maybe it was my heart.

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Atleast he knows now, LOL.

So yeah, I am still suffering from cramps but yesterday was BAD.

I couldn't sleep and sulk around the house the whole day because of a headache.

But I wanted to write this one because I had it in my head and if I delayed the essence would be lost.

So I really hope you guys like it.

Also, *hugs* to all who suffer from bad cramps. I feel y'all.

HAPPY READING and do tell me your favorite moment.