Chargon90
The Dragon of the Ages
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(10/28/03 4:05 pm)
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Call of the Dragon Chapter 3
I'm still gonna post this even if it is ignored. Dang I get more readers for everything at serebiis, at least they actully bother to read!
But anyway this is more important.
Call of the Dragon Chapter 3
It doesn’t take me much to force me away from my former friend’s den. The stench of the Mightyena strips the air of anything you may once have called beautiful. There’s so little of the true land left it does make you wonder if it ever existed. Still fearful that the wolves might still trace my scent with so few others still daring to take flight, mine would stand out like an old Volbeat’s light once used to decorate the sky. My heart’s pace begins to quicken with my own as I begin to run on invisible platforms while still with opened wings. One way of getting exercise I suppose being one of the most wanted targets of the humans. Some still believe the legends that a dragon will come forth with hatchings of humans and rebel against them. I myself don’t know what it means but they are sure that I’m the one to go.
After what must have been an hour, I slow my pace for simple glided flight with the absence of the howling and snarls of the giant pack that filled my ears before. As my tiredness begins to claim my body, I begin to lower myself to the ground, hoping I was far enough away. Though the human dens are ideal for me to rest for the night, the days are high spent running and searching for what almost seems a lost cause. Everyday for me just seems filled with endless searching, all because my comrade fell t the humans several years ago. If only she was still here, her advice would make it so much easier. Sighing I begin to trudge along on my tired paws, pushing myself on through what little of the former trainer trail that still exists.
The silence still falls well to me as I still pad along, exhausted but forever moving. The wind is blowing towards me, some good news that my scent will be harder to pin point if any of the pack has decided to follow with their humans. In these times you have to hold tight anything good for it may just save your life. I watch a few young sandy-scaled hides ruffle the surface as Sandshrew also try to head well away from the last sighting. It is but a dream that the bigger packs lay there, bigger numbers dwell in other human areas and each are more bloodthirsty and death ridden than the last. Their coats are always matted from often being kept in close confinement, scars rippling down their flanks and dried blood scattered upon them. The weak are weeded out by their own. To be wounded with say a limp would cause you death by your brothers because of the starvation they face. I shudder at the thought of they ripping each other apart with teeth and claws just to lend their carrion to their hungry pack.
I look up, sighing faintly as one of the sky’s tears falls and runs down my snout. There is little I can do now, the clouds are blacking fast so a pretty big storm must be on the way. Still slowly padding along, I wait until the full strength of the rain drops begin before I take cover. Each one stings as they touch my hide and reminding me of old scars and wounds on my back that never healed. I knock my way through a small bramble thicket with my horn and crouch down and pull myself under them. Rain never gets through them easily and the thorns will keep the unwanted away until it passes. Suitably scratched, I curl up in the center of the fewer brambles ridden of the thicket and curl up with my head lowered to the ground. My paw gently cups together to reach for some early blackberries resting in seclusion. Though thirsty, these small berries will keep me going a while. I roll a few to my jaw and gently scoop them up and munch on them slowly so their juices soothe my throat. Slowly my tired eyes get to me, barely able to keep them open for much longer…
The darkened glare of the golden orb is what awakes me. Frustrated hat I dared slept at such a critical time; I begin to crawl out of the thicket with squashed blackberry dripping on one of my claws. I grit my teeth as again the thorns tear at my hide, pulling at the membrane of my wings as well. Growling quietly, I pull myself away from their grasp and sit down a moment to lick away the any blood they have drawn. Maybe I’m letting fear get too tight a hold of me, I mean it’s only once the Mightyena have actually found me but that’s when I revealed myself to them. I look up to the still coated sky, remembering.
Must have been quite a few years ago now when it happened, back when this was just a chance in the future. Back when I was free to wander amongst the humans and not get shot at or have one of their Mightyena trying to bite my throat. There had been the odd story of a new band forming that wanted to take over the Pokemon world and destroy all the Pokemon that wouldn’t obey their every command, back then their numbers were kept under control. If I remember correctly, I was heading to the local Pokemon Shelter that looked after orphaned Pokemon though children also lived within the walls.
I wasn’t far from there when it happened. It didn’t take me long for my ears to pick up the sounds of Mightyena. Back then seeing them in a human area was rare which made me nervous to start with. I could see three of them, each for dust ridden coats and with hardly a piece of meat covering their bones. Their growling and snapping at something laid on the ground instantly alerted me to trouble. Back then everything seemed too perfect and those it’ll never happen to me running around. However as my paw steps got closer I saw one of them lift a blood ridden purple scrap of fur, a young Espeon from the Shelter known and Sunlight. Instantly I charged at the Mightyena, all out hoping to protect her limp form from their snarling fangs. I buried my horn deep in the chest of one of them, hating the sensation of something flowing onto me. As I withdrew that particular Mightyena fell dead, the heart completely split in half.
The other two weren’t cowards they instantly attacked back. I remember one leaping on my back, trying to bury its fangs into my neck while the other went for my leg. I remember well the pain surging through me, the feeling of a desperate struggle to not let them slit my throat and trying to save sunlight on top of that. The dead one lay there with out a few witches left in its body and some fresh crimson ebbing from the gaping hole in its fur-ridden flesh. It’s about that time I just snap. I guess for the future I learnt to be more careful but it had never happened before then and only after did I find out what.
The two Mightyena triggered a Dragon version of *Blood Wrath.
Whatever happens next I’ll never be too sure of. I completely lost it and my mind has always been a total blank to why. I’m not sure I want to know considering the wretched state the two wolves lay in or all the pain that was hanging over me. I remember feeling exhausted but still I picked up the tiny bundle and ran for the Shelter, praying silently that she'll survive.
Sunlight died of severe head trauma and several shattered ribs during the night. There is no way her some velvet like body could have been saved. She had only evolved recently which explains why she was so small. Such a dear little thing that always loved being with me and always asking questions. I miss her so.
Sighing looking around, I look at a heart held image of her little face. The small ruby orb carefully placed on her head her unusually dark violet eyes, I loved that dear little hatching, I still do and her memory will be with me forever.
My ears prick up on instant notice, Mightyena howls.
‘Too long….’ I mutter quickly getting to my paws. Within seconds I’m gone again leaving little trace of my being there other than a few seeds a few paw prints from the previous rainfall. My heart beating fast and a sense of overwhelming fear.
Always on the run.
*Blood Wrath is what Badgers usually from Salamanstron get in Redwall a UK book by Brain Jacques
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