The Dragon Book (No Name... Yet...)

I missed Tyler.
Every waking moment was filled with his voice, his laugh, his memories with me. I remembered when we would lie on the beach of my lake near my house, telling each other stories of fantasy and science fiction, where maidens of the future were taken up in flying saucers and who fell in love with the alien; of dragons and mermaids who cast spells on town folk.
I miss him with a passion.
He was taken.
On one of those days where we lied on the beach, listening to the waves crash around us, he told a fantastic tale of dragons and mermaids living in my lake, right in front of us. They stole maidens who lived here before me, and families wouldn’t know, or care, because they put spells on the people the girls knew. And just as he was about to end it with the dragon falling in love with one of the girls he captured, a giant ripple grew larger and larger on the lake’s surface.
Of course, I don’t believe the tales he told, but I had to wonder if he knew something I didn’t know. All of his stories started with the water rippling, then the dragon would rear its head out of the cool water and roar an ear-splitting roar.
I looked at him, and he looked back, just as fooled as I was. I first thought that it was a joke.
I was dead wrong.
He nervously laughed his high-pitched laugh, then got up from the sand and started walking to my house.
“Tyler? Where are you going?” I stupidly asked him, knowing exactly where he was heading.
But before he could open his mouth, half-turned in my direction, a huge green blob rose to the surface where the ripple was, and was heading for the shore where we were- fast.
My heart shot into my throat, and I jumped up from my comfortable position on the sand, and ran straight past my love, working double time to reach the door, just 20 yards from me.
Then, a screeching cry rang through the trees, so loud that it sounded right next to me. I fell to the ground, hands over my ears, and screeched as loud as I could, though the roar overtook it. I glimpsed behind me, and Tyler was on the ground too, but staring at me.
And then, it ended. The roar just ceased to exist. I blinked several times, not able to realize it, but then I got up and walked over to Tyler. I tapped his shoulder, and he looked up, not knowing that the screaming had finished. He then got up, holding me in his arms.
"What was that?" he whispered, looking at the lake.
"I'm not sure, but let's go."
We then ran to the house, heads looking behind us as we closed the door.

The next day, he proposed to me. The ring was gorgeous- a heart-shaped carat with small diamonds surrounding the base, and sapphires and emeralds intermixed with them. I cried.
We then- complete idiots as we were- went back to the lake, sure that the monster that was there yesterday was gone today.
Lying on the beach, I just stared at my new ring, and my fiance. We didn't say a word, but he knew from my expression when I looked at the lake that we weren't going to joke around with the dragons.
Then the lake started rippling again, only this time it was closer to us, and alot bigger than it was yesterday. We looked at each other, and ran for our lives.
I don't even know what posessed us to come back- animals that big usually don't leave for a long time- but it was a beautiful spot...
Anyway, we were running, and then, the screeching came. It knocked my senses out of my body, basically. I coundn't remember who I was, nor where we were or what we were running from. I couldn't even remember Tyler's name.
he seemed to suffer from the same thing I was, but we interlocked hands, throwing them to our ears, and kept running, going tree times faster to get away.
And then, the screeching stopped once more. We kept running, though.
Now, I could only hear some huge animal's wings, taking it higher and higher into the sky. I dared not look, but Tyler did.
And it struck. Like a bird of prey, the half ton, bat winged, emerald green blur or a dragon threw its wings onto its back, and it fell straight down at Tyler and me, both of us still running.
Then, the beast threw its wings into the air, slowwing it down to about 100 miles per hour versus the 500+ mph it was going only 3 seconds eariler. It's feet- all 4 of them- opended up, revealling 4 razor sharp points on each foot.
It snatched him without slowing down anymore.
One second, he was right next to me, running for dear life, and the next, he was being carried away by an oversized flying lizard like it was its snack.
I stopped, not realizing what had happened till I looked at where he was before the dragon flew at mind-numbing speed, catching him.
Then, I stared at the dark green dot that was my husband-to-be, and his captor, and I cried. My soul was leaking out of my eyes, and I couldn't stop it.
I mean, what chance do I have with a dragon?
After a good half an hour of this, I proceeded to throw the ring into my stupid lake, but decided to keep it. I mean, if I do ever miraculously find him again, he will still want to go with the wedding.
And that was the night I wished that I was a dragon.

(Now newly added)
As I lay in bed that night, not able to convince anyone that he really DID get dragged off by a dragon, (But I wouldn't either, so I can understand that) I just got a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. I really wasn't doing anything to try and save him. Then, I thought the most weird thing that I've ever thought-
I wanted to be a dragon.
For some reason, I thought that this would help me somehow, and it would enable me to fight the four-footed beast who took MY Tyler. And hopefully win...
Just then, my small alarm clock blarred one o'clock.
My stomach suddenly felt like it was on FIRE, and I ran to the bathroom to get a glass of water. I started to pour a glass of water, but dropped it and let the water go when I saw it.
My eyes- my dark brown, chocolaty eyes that everyone adored- quickly, after a blink, turned the same misty-gray that the dragon's was this afternoon. My nails felt like they were growing WAY too fast, and they started curving and pointing as they grew an inch a minute before my eyes. My skin started looking green, and it grew hard as parts of it clung together like- I couldn't even THINK of the word- scales. My actual BONES felt like they were growing and rearanging themselves, forcing me to fall onto my "hands", which now I couldn't really distinguish from my back "feet"- all of which looked like the dragon's claws. The skin kept hardening into nail-tough scales, and when I pushed myself onto the sink with my front feet, I saw that my head was shaping into the dragon's head-shape, with a eagle-like curve on the top half of my mouth that curved over my whole front of my mouth. And when I stuck out my tongue, it looked like a snake's. All the while, the fire feeling stayed, as well as spreading across my entire body, making me feel like I was internally on fire.
'What is going ON?!' I thought as I fell back down to the floor, panicking.
But that wasn't the worst of it. I conveniently forgot about the whole wing thing, and then, my shoulders felt like they were being torn in half. I roared in pain, not as loud as the dragon's, but loud enough to shatter the mirror. The glass rained down uselessly on me, but the scales clinked as it fell down.
Still in pain, I went back up on the sink, and looking into the largest piece of glass still attached to the mirror, I saw the mirror image of the dragon that took my beloved. I also saw the wings that had just grown out of my back, extremely thin, but powerful.
I couldn't believe it. Wishes don't come true... I was just wondering what it would be like to be one, not actually wanting to BECOME one...
Well, now that the ire feeling dimmed, I looked down, and saw ripped clothing that I was wearing, broken glass, and his ring. My now-gray eyes felt like they would overflow, but I barred back the tears and- with no thumbs, only teeth- put it on the "finger" that it was on before this whole predicament.
'Tyler, wherever you are, I'm coming for you,' I thought as I nudged the door open and crashed though my bedroom's window, wings taking on their first test rather well. I flew though the chilly wind, rising above the ground rather fast.
'I'm coming for you, and I won't let you die.'