Deroe...Deroe....Deroe...Deroe....Many voices echoed in my head in my sleep for the past year now. I, am Deroe. Each call of my name, chanting, echoing, where different characters of my family, each calling to me from somewhere that I couldn't reach. Evere since losing them, betraying them, I have never forgiven myself. Now, all I have, for every battle, every scar that I now bore, all I get in return, are chains around my neck. Being only 15 summers old, I am not a full grown dragon, still a fledgling in some cases. Many nights, I lay awake, restless. Thinking only about the next fight I will endure, the next battle that will give another scar for nothing. I stare up at the full moon, thinking only pure thoughts. I suddenly found myself tired, a slient lullaby played in my head, until the icy claws of sleep finally consumed me.
Red, all I could see was red. The roar of the strange creatures, behind the iron bars of the arena, screamed, and shouted with every blow to me. My opponent, was a much larger, black female. Her scales glinted red and green, a colourful spectrum in the sun. Her wings hand been clipped in the pinion area, so she could no longer fly. Her teeth stained with dripping scarlet, which I knew could only be my blood. Her spiked tail, and long claws were like daggers, piercing into my armor with every blow. I thought it would be the end for me. Suddenly, my vision cleared, and I could see brighter than ever. My dark blue scales suddenly have glowing patterns all over them, each one glowed with the bright golden color you would see in a treasure chest. Swirling around my horns, my eyes, almost all over my body, I suddenly lost sight again, and could only see a golden color. Through my blindness, I could hear gasps from the crowed, and enraged cries from my opponent. I heard a throaty, loud, confident roar. Only to realize that it was mine, it was like something was possesing me, taking control over every limb, every single celled orginism that made me up. I heard shrieks, and cries, and suddenly, a agonized roar, that is when I started to feel again. My eyesight cleared, and I realized what I had done, my jaws where clamped tight around my opponent's neck. Rusty smelling, and metallic tasting liquid squirted into my mouth. I was getting dizzy from the auroma. But suddenly I felt my jaw tight around my opponents neck even tighter, determined to finish the fight. Her mouth formed in an agonized shriek, but nothing was coming out. Blood ushered from her neck wound, pouring all over the dusty ground, some of it was already dried. Before I knew it, all that was left in my mouth was a corpse. As I dropped the corpse, it fell to the floor with a thud. I didn't have any clue what had happened to me. Was this all a dream? All around me, I heard the cheers and boos' of many of the strange, non-scaled creatures. My dark blue scales where now tinged with red. The glowing markings now gone. Before I knew it, I was back in the cage, with more chains. No praise, or any sign of encouragement of all. One of the non-scaled ones, slowly appraoched me. It started to clean my scales of the rusty colour. I couldn't help but let out a growl of relief as it disappeared easily. Once the no-scaled was done, I saw it throw me food and water. I eagerly lapped up my water and ate my food. The no-scale had left. And I realized it was night again.
I looked up. The moon was full, again. Why? It didn't make any sense, the moon was supposed to be disappearing tonight. But suddenly the moon was changing. I stared in shock, unable to look away, as the moon turned a dark, deep red. The colour I was seeing in the arena. I stared. I kept staring. I didn't know what to do. I suddenly went blind again. Except this time, all I was seeing was red. I snarled, and I roared in agony. Twisting in pain on the floor. Hot breath escaping my nostrils in a hurried way to get oxegen. It felt like my blood was on fire. I roared again and again. My horns broked through the bars of my cage, and my claws ripped through the chains that held me captive. And before I knew it, I was free. I was dashing through no-scales at the gate, claws my way through, smelling the non-tainted fresh air from afar. I new I was going to escape somehow. My mouth was filled with blood once again, except this was no-scale blood. Surprisingly, it had a desirable taste. I was out, I was free from the no-scales. I ran through the forest, hearing shouts and cries of anger from the no-scales. I knew they weren't following me.
I ran through the forest, my sight now back. I was no longer blind from my surroundings. I came to a small lake and looked down at my reflection. At first, I thought I was dead. But I knew truly, I wasn't. My body was glowing red, irodescent against my dark blue scales. Scarlet red patterns flourished throught on my scales. Engraved deeply in fluent patterns. The full, blood red moon completed the picture. I stared. I couldn't stop staring. Suddenly, I let out an enraged roar. And I took off in flight. Flying through the night sky, not wanting to believe what I had become. I was a monster. No one was safe with me around. Suddenly a burning pain shot through my side. The no-scales were firing at me with torched arrows. I forced my wings to go faster. The pain kept returning. I suddenly swerved in the direction of the no-scales. I knew that I was angry. My eyes turned red again, through my rage, I went blind. I swiped at all of them in one fast motions. The torched arrows still came though. I knew that if I stayed any longer, I would die. I turned back the way I came in defeat. Reaching out towards the source of light that I found through me temporary blindness. I found my sight again. Everything was on fire. I felt more arrows hit me. I let out and enraged roar into the dark of night, my shadow caressing over the red moon. I roared even louder, flying higher then ever. I was gone. My spiked tail disappeared from the sight of the no-scales. I was safe. For now at least. I wasn't going to let my guard down at all. I landed in a small meadow, and ran for a cave. I finally settled down after a while. The marking gone, as if removed from my plates of armor. I was blacking out and fast. The last thought in my head, was thinking that, yes, this made me a monster, a threat to my own kind. I knew I couldn't control it. it saved my life though. Then all was black, not knowing what dangers could be creeping up on me in the night. I knew, even though I had to keep I eyes closed, even though I was blacked out, I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. I would only have to wait and see what dangers, what threats approach me tommarow. For now. I was safe. At least, I thought I was....
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Tell me what you think! :3 This is a really good piece if you ask me, I like it..but looking back now, I think...what the crab was I writing! Anyway, please comment!
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