[ WP ] You were born with a large birthmark in the shape of a dragon . However , this is just a coincidence ; there is absolutely nothing magical about it , and you 're getting really tired of explaining this .

`` F**king nut case'' Kelso yells after the Taxi, as it screams off sideways collecting a street bin in it's path. After a few steps, in god knows which direction, he also notices he's covered to his thighs in mud and water, which the taxi driver basically threw him in to, after seeing the birth-mark on his neck. 
 
 He usually covers it with a scarf or his jumper, but it was an unusually thick, hot, muggy night. He thought to himself on his way out `` Who'd notice it at this time of night anyway?'' He stopped leaving the house without covering it unless he *had* to, at about the age of 13, this was when he hit high school. One of the teachers went crazy on his 3rd day.. He earned the nickname'The Chosen One' which is a direct English translation from'Alesul' - The teacher was screaming it at him, after seeing the birthmark. Apparently also trying to burn it into his skin during wood works with Pyrography tool. This was his favorite new subject up until this day. Rest assured the teacher was put on sick leave and admitted to a psychiatric ward, but the kids never forgot. 
 
 After beseeching the directions home from a clerk at a nearby 24 hour shop, he started trudging home in the once again, pouring rain. After battling the elements and traffic for about 15 blocks, he finally knew where he was again. `` It might be a sh*t day, but thank f*ck I can follow directions'' he was thinking to himself, as he passed another dank back alley. It was then that he heard the name'Alesul'' come eerily from the alley way. Kelso stood frozen, the hairs prickling on the back of his neck, beads of sweat trickling down his spine and nose like ice. He took a few steps back to get a decent look down this alley way, and saw nothing notable.. He stared for a few seconds before turning to leave `` Everyone has given you sh*t about this birthmark since you were a kid... It looks like a dragon, sure, but it's just a great coincidence. I can guarantee you, stranger things have happened, than a dude being born with a birthmark that resembles a dragon'' 
 
 Now turning, and taking the first of his last hundred or so steps home, he see's in the corner of his eyesight, the bright red glare of a pair of eyes. Not regular eyes though, they were sharp, jagged. Fuck the shape, they are the size of footballs! After what must be only a few seconds later, he hears the gushing of wind. The sound belting his ears, like long slow drums, slowely fading... He gets to his feet, and runs! `` My legs are so sore... No they're numb.. How much longer can my body keep sprinting? I thought home was closer than this?'' He ran as far as he can, `` I'm at my limit.. But my front door is just there!.. I can make it!'' he says to himself as he pants, grudgingly dragging numb, dead legs toward it while gasping for air, taking in long draws of the icey cold air which is hurting his lungs and throat. He collapses on the ground, suprisingly not due to exhaustion, rather he was forced down by another gush of wind. This time it was not the sound but the force of the gush itself. He hits the ground hard, seeing stars. He slowly raises his head, and through the pouring down rain, sound of traffic in the distance and through the ringing in his own head from clashing it against the concrete, he see's this big dark figure with crimson red eyes, and shining teeth the size of your arm.. It stares at him before hissing `` I've found you Alesul''
