RTTLF

New and Old

*hello all! This is the second (I think) book I published something on! I finished this near Christmas so MERRY CHRISTMAS!! well have fun reading...*

It was the third day of the invasion, I was running for cover under the caves in the mountain. It was hell, the humans invading from all sides. How they had grown so strong was unknown, but we all knew that it was unexpected and thousands had died just from the explosion. I didn't know if others had survived, as I was always alone. Everyone hated dragons now-a-days, blaming them for all fires. It was unfair. I was a dragon with the ability to change body, human body with dragon features was my favorite. Most dragons where extinct now, only leaving the fact that people hunted them for their scales and teeth. I was turning 1600 this year, finally becoming a adult.

Boom! The ground shook, walls trembling. My hunters chasing after me, growing wary for how long they had to keep the chase up. I, on the other hand, was having fun. Changing into different animals to quicken my speed of flight. I didn't mean to destroy a few walls but the size of my dragon form was too big, leaving destruction in its wake.

I heard shouts, echoing in the streets, too loud for my liking. Making a swift turn, I twisted up, going through the cold, feather like clouds. Ha. Now they can't reach me! Twirling around in joy, I turned downwards and narrowly avoided a mysterious flying metal object. "What the hell is this!" I shouted to myself, surprised yet laughing at how they thought the tiny object could do damage to me. I was proud of my scales, being able to protect me from all the destruction of all the world, as I was the dragon of evil, a being that began all the chaos in the world. I thought, amused at the humans ignorance, about how all this started, flashing back to my younger years.

Letting out a monstrous roar, I killed in cold blood the hunters, lathering my dragon body with pitiful blood. Oh how dumb these people are, making me see all this grotesque scenes that their own body's are decorating.

And with the bells ringing and the sun returning, I caved to the need of going home to my fort, sighing at the tiresome day...