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Authors: Josh A. Murphy
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Dragon, one of eleven responsibly for the
destruction of humanity.
I charged
hopelessly towards Dexter, feeling utterly useless. All I had was
this one handgun, with a single clip of ammunition. Even if I
loaded every bullet into the Dragon’s exposed underside, I doubted
it would even cause enough damage to make it so much as flinch, yet
I continued on anyway.
“ Fuck you, mother fucker!” Dexter screamed, sounding like an
utter madman before squeezing down hard on the turrets trigger. The
harpoon was sent launching out of the handmade weapon, at precisely
the same second the dragon unleashed a second wave of flames from
the depths of its stomach.
The flames
were sent flying right in Dexter’s direction, travelling at a much
greater speed than the large, wooden harpoon. The spear passed
through the flames, catching fire as it did so. I could only watch
and stare as the dragons flames engulfed yet another member of
Haven. A moment later, the fire soaked harpoon hit its target.
The weapon
sunk deep into the soft underside of the dragon, causing it to let
out a monumental scream which seemed to echo for miles around the
baron countryside. It seemed to have a greater effect on the
monster than any of us ever could have imagined. It almost
instantly fell limp and dropped to the sky. Like a meteor it fell
towards earth, heading right towards Haven.
“ Everyone get down!” I screamed aloud, though only my mother
was actually still outside, everyone else was either hiding away
inside, or dead. I jumped to the ground as the limp dragon fell
down from above. All I could do was hold my head down and watch as
it fell directly on to the farm house. The old building was no
match for the humongous weight of the beast. I watched the house
that I had grown up in crumble and collapse under the weight of the
best. Bricks, glass and wood exploded outwards, covering me in
debris, I clenched my eyes shut and prayed that nothing would hit
me. The ground seemed to shake beneath my feet at the impact of the
creature crashing down to earth, as though the entire planet had
been shifted by the impact. Noise, louder than anything I had ever
heard threatened to burst my ear drums as the buildings support
beams snapped, its walls crumbled and the glass
shattered.
That’s when I
felt a brick strike my skull, everything turned black.
Chapter
Nine
I dreamt of my
Grandpa. I was right back in my youth, when the world was just that
little bit more innocent and carefree. He was telling me one of his
stories, my favourite one. I felt his soft, warm voice caress me as
I sunk back into my bed, drifting off to sleep. My eyes grew heavy
and slowly closed shut, I slowly began to feel weightless as I
seemed to drift off to sleep – then suddenly my Grandpa abruptly
stopped, mid-sentence. I opened my eyes to what could only have
been a nightmare. My Grandpa was gone; all that remained was a
cindering pile of human bones. I tried to let out a scream, but
nothing would come out.
Then I woke
up, face down with a clump of grass in my mouth. My head hurt like
a son of a bitch, I felt as though someone had stomped on my skull
a thousand times over. I could feel dried blood down the side of my
face. Slowly, I raised my head and looked around. My broken glasses
slipped off my face and landed in two pieces in the grass
below.
Fire, fire
everywhere. Smoke rose high up into the sky, thickening the ever
lingering black clouds above. Haven was no more. The dragon had
killed, or destroyed everything. The farm house was nothing more
than a pile of rubble, under the lifeless corpse of the Dragon that
had rained hell down on our peaceful little community. A tear came
to my eye as I remembered that I had told Florence to hide inside
the farm house. I told her to stay in there. I said I’d look after
her. The building was practically flat – there was no way she would
have survived that. If falling debris from the house didn’t crush
her, the dragon’s humongous
destruction of humanity.
I charged
hopelessly towards Dexter, feeling utterly useless. All I had was
this one handgun, with a single clip of ammunition. Even if I
loaded every bullet into the Dragon’s exposed underside, I doubted
it would even cause enough damage to make it so much as flinch, yet
I continued on anyway.
“ Fuck you, mother fucker!” Dexter screamed, sounding like an
utter madman before squeezing down hard on the turrets trigger. The
harpoon was sent launching out of the handmade weapon, at precisely
the same second the dragon unleashed a second wave of flames from
the depths of its stomach.
The flames
were sent flying right in Dexter’s direction, travelling at a much
greater speed than the large, wooden harpoon. The spear passed
through the flames, catching fire as it did so. I could only watch
and stare as the dragons flames engulfed yet another member of
Haven. A moment later, the fire soaked harpoon hit its target.
The weapon
sunk deep into the soft underside of the dragon, causing it to let
out a monumental scream which seemed to echo for miles around the
baron countryside. It seemed to have a greater effect on the
monster than any of us ever could have imagined. It almost
instantly fell limp and dropped to the sky. Like a meteor it fell
towards earth, heading right towards Haven.
“ Everyone get down!” I screamed aloud, though only my mother
was actually still outside, everyone else was either hiding away
inside, or dead. I jumped to the ground as the limp dragon fell
down from above. All I could do was hold my head down and watch as
it fell directly on to the farm house. The old building was no
match for the humongous weight of the beast. I watched the house
that I had grown up in crumble and collapse under the weight of the
best. Bricks, glass and wood exploded outwards, covering me in
debris, I clenched my eyes shut and prayed that nothing would hit
me. The ground seemed to shake beneath my feet at the impact of the
creature crashing down to earth, as though the entire planet had
been shifted by the impact. Noise, louder than anything I had ever
heard threatened to burst my ear drums as the buildings support
beams snapped, its walls crumbled and the glass
shattered.
That’s when I
felt a brick strike my skull, everything turned black.
Chapter
Nine
I dreamt of my
Grandpa. I was right back in my youth, when the world was just that
little bit more innocent and carefree. He was telling me one of his
stories, my favourite one. I felt his soft, warm voice caress me as
I sunk back into my bed, drifting off to sleep. My eyes grew heavy
and slowly closed shut, I slowly began to feel weightless as I
seemed to drift off to sleep – then suddenly my Grandpa abruptly
stopped, mid-sentence. I opened my eyes to what could only have
been a nightmare. My Grandpa was gone; all that remained was a
cindering pile of human bones. I tried to let out a scream, but
nothing would come out.
Then I woke
up, face down with a clump of grass in my mouth. My head hurt like
a son of a bitch, I felt as though someone had stomped on my skull
a thousand times over. I could feel dried blood down the side of my
face. Slowly, I raised my head and looked around. My broken glasses
slipped off my face and landed in two pieces in the grass
below.
Fire, fire
everywhere. Smoke rose high up into the sky, thickening the ever
lingering black clouds above. Haven was no more. The dragon had
killed, or destroyed everything. The farm house was nothing more
than a pile of rubble, under the lifeless corpse of the Dragon that
had rained hell down on our peaceful little community. A tear came
to my eye as I remembered that I had told Florence to hide inside
the farm house. I told her to stay in there. I said I’d look after
her. The building was practically flat – there was no way she would
have survived that. If falling debris from the house didn’t crush
her, the dragon’s humongous
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