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Again I wrote the story about my character Ethan who will transform into lava dragon called Blaze.
The sun was rising over the horizon — the family was travelling to the destination. It was the last day of the excursion before flying back home, although the boy didn’t like the clouds that were coming from the south-west. — they could spoil the trip and the good mood of any person.
«How much time is left before we arrive?» Asked the boy in English, without hesitation and accent. «I'm already bored and hurt to sit in the same place!»
Ethan spoke English quite well, considering that he studied it alone, also practising conversations with foreign people, as well as any chat rooms with foreigners.
«In twenty minutes we will be there.» The guide said, apparently not having slept, but the woman was in a very good mood. «See don’t forget your personal belongings on the bus!»
«Son, don't be so nervous, these are pyramids built in…»
«Shut up! I want to hear a tour from a man who’ll know what to say, not from you.» Her son interrupted her harshly and rudely. «Better stay out of my way!»
Relationships in the family were tense, or rather worsened, as soon as a man appeared in the house: rich, always drunk, was a real scum.
He «loved» the mother, providing with all necessary things, kinda rolled up a real performance, and just hated Ethan. While nobody saw, he beat him just like that, for no reason, even to a pulp but he said the mother: «This is the teenager’s fault.»
When the young man went to the hospital. The doctors wanted to say that he was constantly beaten by one person with particular cruelty, then the police joined. Investigators would like to charge the dad — he bought off with a huge amount of money. Brown hated his mother: with all the evidence available and the facts believed this freak, not his son, nor the police.
Late in the evening, the young man walked completely alone in the park, in the warm spring weather.
«How good it is, without this scum». Thought the boy, kicking a stone far into the darkness.
The breeze pleasantly blew over his face, the last rays of the sun tickled his nose. Suddenly, out of nowhere, dad flew at the child like the wind.
«Well, that’s it, «son» — the end to you, fucking freak!» Furiously said, father. «Now I want to play with you in one great game, called: «And you try, survive,» freak».
The man pulled out a huge Bowie knife from behind of his bosom. Ethan's eyes narrowed in horror at the imminent death: the heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds, the air seemed to stop flowing to the lungs. The boy understood that his father was already clutching his hands around the neck of a youth. He, naturally, tried to resist, but it was bad — he was much stronger than a weak young man.
Finally, he designed to let Brown go — coughing and breathing in the precious air, the boy stood up, realizing that the fight was lost.
Ethan tried to retreat, but the sharp pain left by the knife pierced him in the foot area. The boy fell to the ground, screaming and bleeding profusely.
«This all comes to your end. Your last words, creature!» The sharply Bowie was already hanging menacingly over the boy's defenceless neck.
«May you die in the hellish torments» Squeezed out weakening from blood loss Ethan.
«What a pitiful answer, and now goodbye, freak!»
After the words, he was pierced with a sharp pain in the abdomen and chest area. This bastard did his dirty work but did not consider one: nearby were people who immediately ran up, leaning over the crowd and twisted. Letting go of a bleeding stomach, he understood — there were only a few seconds.
«F-freedom, f-finally, this cruel life is f-finished» Once said Ethan through his blood-filled lungs. Seeing and feeling nothing, the child was lying in a pool of blood, slowly closing his eyes…
Out of the darkness, slightly opening the eyes, the boy tried to look around, but a sharp pain in his neck prevented him from doing so.
«Son, you're alive!» Mother, happy, jumped and hugged the poor child lightly. «How could I live without you?!»
«Am I dead? Is this real Paradise? I'm finally free!» Ethan did not fully understand that he was alive, lying on a hospital bed.
«He seems to be nonsense,» Said the doctor who entered the room, already bribed by the «father» of the boy. «You must leave the ward while procedures are in progress».
«Well, I understood, and you can go after the procedure?» With tears of happiness, the mother asked.
«Of course, at any time,» Said the doctor, when she finally disappeared, abruptly, from a kind and smiling doctor, he turned into a sadist and a monster.
«Your father knew you wouldn't die, so he paid for it» Devilish smile never left the doctor's face. «Let me relieve your suffering… with pain».
«No! You… you're a corrupt bastard! If I had hands, I would have you…»
«Sharply the words were interrupted by the introduction of something dull and thick in the hand. After a few seconds, he began to experience hellish, twisting pain.
Ethan couldn't shout — so much pain it was. The boy felt his heartbeat slowing down, slowing down the blood in his body.
«Well, that's all, finally I will die and leave this cruel and unjust world,» He thought.
But when the doctor left, mocking Brown, in just a few hours the pain completely disappeared. By the time the doctor returned to the room with a smug face — He decided to quickly get rid of the corpse.
«What? Are you still alive?» Understanding that the boy is still alive infuriated him. «This is the poison of the royal cobra, the deadliest poison in the world!»
«Horseradish poison you have, doctor. Ha-ha-ha, you couldn't even kill a defenceless patient» Grinned a young man. «You're pathetic, like all people like you».
Unable to withstand such an insult, he looking for the largest sharp syringe, with all his strength stuck three times the dose of poison right in the neck. Again the hellish pain repeated, but even stronger. The boy was literally between life and death until the police broke into the ward and detained the bastard. The boy woke up already at home, in full clothes and with a dropper syringe in his hand. Nearby were parents, and also this bastard.
«Son, you finally woke up!» As always, a joyful mother who doesn't give a damn. «We were so worried about you».
«Why, why is the world so vague and… obscured»? The boy felt strange, especially after what had happened.
«Sorry, but you were seriously injured, first from the little pod who nearly killed you, but your dad saved you…»
«Oh, you lying scum!» He jumped up and wanted to slap the bastard in the face, but was left with a crazy prick to the neck, from which my hands refused to listen, and my legs stopped walking, although the boy did not lose consciousness.
«Yes, because of the action of the poison, which you injected two times in a row, you no longer completely see your right eye». In an indifferent tone, Papa began to speak. «The pain in your right leg and in your left hand will now be constant, your blood will be thicker, so you will take pills every day. Now you do not feel pain because of a dropper, but sooner or later you will have to endure the pain of that — it harms the body. And besides, you are ungrateful! I try to do my best, and you call me filth»!
Now Ethan walks with a vertical scar on his right white eye. Every move for him — pain.
The group arrived at the gathering place, where Ethan went out and «stuck to the guide, ” well, or did not leave him a single step. The bastard also pursued, but the boy tried to stay away from the bad-smelling godless carcass. When the group passed by one of the pyramids, Brown heard some voices in his head: «Come to me, martyr, you are worthy to take revenge»!
«I'm sorry, I need to move for a few seconds». Ethan explained in a completely restless voice. «You go further; I will surely catch you».
The closer boy came to one of the pyramids, the stronger voice of the unknown became. Ethan entered it when the door behind him closed, and the voices fell silent in an instant.
It was dark, like a night without the moon, but some unknown intangible thing illuminated the room as well as the sun.
Coming closer, the boy saw a strange altar with a really strange thing: a golden amulet, with a crystal inside and as if holding him, one dragon of unearthly beauty.
«How… How beautiful it is!» Admired the boy, for a moment forgetting about the constant pain. «But no, this is the property of the museum, I can’t touch it, or did this amulet call me?»
«Ah, you finally came, chosen one» Suddenly spoke the same voice in his head. «Yes, it is you who will become the new carrier, it is you who will return the power that the insignificant insects once took from us!»
«What? Who are you? The boy looked around in dismay but found no one. «Show yourself!»
«I'm afraid this is impossible». Sneered voice. «You see, your species destroyed my body thousands of years ago, and the soul was imprisoned in this very amulet and set guards in order to prevent the further destruction of the human race. But, as it’s always the case, people have forgotten about the artefact, and here he lay for many, many years. But now you will join my great army and lead it against rotten humanity!»
«Lead the army? Me?» The young man asked uncertainly, thinking about how to get out of that place. «Who are you?»
«I am the great and mighty dragon of chaos and discord — Wyraach Ur!» Proudly uttered the name of the reptile. «Mankind killed me, but soon I will come back and revive all the dragons that are sealed in the soul of some people, that they were brutally killed by people!»
«Wait… Wyraach Ur… where did I hear that name…? The boy's chin ran sharply down his back. «N-No! I–I-Impossible! You're just a character that was invented by… by my friend!
«Oh yes, Peter — my best and strongest friend — the carrier of my most powerful soul!» The dragon roared in a demonic low voice. «All these stories — True, each of the people described in history was present and now either do not remember their past at all or are well hidden among mortals».
«No, I'm going crazy, this is not true!» Fear squeezed the boy's chest, the blood boiling, reminding of the remaining poison in the body. «You're lying! You are just an illusion!»
«Well, see pain, suffering and… betrayal» God changed his voice. «The betrayal of a loved one, sticking a knife in your back…»
«What do you know about betrayal!» Panic, fear, hate, grief, despair, pain — all these feelings tore unhappy young man who was already lying on dry soil, sobbing from the truth told. «You… You know nothing about me! You do not understand THAT I PASSED THROUGH!»
«I can give you a release — oblivion, where your soul can calm down» Suggested the dragon. «There you will be fine, I promise, and a new mind and body will take your place».
«But… But I don't want to die» Shaking his teeth, slowly said, Ethan. «I… I want to feel those arms like a few years ago: family, warm, so calming. I want to live at least a few hours of life, but just to love… even a few seconds: embraced, comforted…»
After the dragon tore out his heart — a source of good, all positive emotions, it turned into something terrible, knowing anger and hatred. But these feelings were familiar to him: once he played with small children, told fairy tales. He loved them most of all, he gave them gifts and sprinkled them with compliments.
Everything happened suddenly: children's voices disappeared, happy smiles, only people screaming in agony, slowly burning from the scarlet fire, remained. All memories instantly flew before his eyes.
«Once I was as naive, kind as you» Began to retell his story dragon, comparing with the memories of Ethan. «But everything ended when people betrayed us, the dragons, killed each of us. I then lost everything: family, friends, children who love me, who constantly came to listen to my stories. I… I burned them along with the rest of the population. — I understood only when I saw charred corpses. I did not want to be evil — I was forced».
«I was loved like all children» Continued Ethan, gradually returning to its normal state. «Then I didn’t know what pain, fear and hate are. Everything was fine until one scum appeared. I remember then betrayed me by a person close to my — mother, the only native person went over to the side of this reptile. Then my dreams collapsed, crumbled to dust.»
«You have gone through too much pain. You deserve more than just being a new creature» Wyraach Ur as if embraced the youngster by the neck. «You can be my son, and me — your loving father.
«R-Really?» The boy's eyes, for the first time in many years, lit up with sincere joy. «But…»
«You can trust me, just put on the amulet and then everything will change» Now the boy was left alone with a shining medallion when the voice of the mighty dragon was gone.
Thinking, weighing the options for and against, Ethan finally decided, took him in his hands, as he slipped out of the grasp. The young man began to levitate above the ground, frozen in the air.
The stone began to slowly fly out of the amulet, turning into a small, red-yellow ball of energy. An unknown subject approached the boy's chest, having painlessly entered it only half.
There, and remaining, as if merging with the body. It was not painful, as if you had a feather on the skin. Suddenly, red-yellow blood poured from the mouth and nose. Spilling onto the ground, she set fire to the dry grass, barely touching it.
«What is it?» It took the boy a few minutes to catch his breath, trying to regain his breath. «I feel an incredible surge of strength — it flows through my veins and body — it no longer hurts!»
The boy first saw the world — the way the dragon sees him: colourful, bright, saturated, but has not yet understood this.
«We must look for a way out of here» A strange source of lighting was gone when God stopped talking. «By the way, beautiful gold bracelets with entwined dragons.»
Only Ethan thought about it, as the door itself opened. Miracles, and only. The group is not far left — he managed to catch up with her amazingly fast.
«Ethan, where were you?» Asked the guide in surprise. «Where do these bracelets come from?»
«Yes, sorry, I could not find a normal place, so I had to work and search» At first Ethan was surprised — he spoke in English, as in his native. «And, so, ran into the souvenir shop — chose the ones you like».
«Ok then immediately — no one else needs to go to the toilet?» Everyone just shook their heads in disagreement. «Good, we continue our tour…»
In the end, this tour ended quite successfully: Brown learned a lot about the long-lost civilization, and the family again went to the stuffy and boring hotel. True, the boy did not expect to wait for him the next day…
Next part will be cruel payback!
Wyraach Ur and Peter to wyraachur
Ethan to myself
The sun was rising over the horizon — the family was travelling to the destination. It was the last day of the excursion before flying back home, although the boy didn’t like the clouds that were coming from the south-west. — they could spoil the trip and the good mood of any person.
«How much time is left before we arrive?» Asked the boy in English, without hesitation and accent. «I'm already bored and hurt to sit in the same place!»
Ethan spoke English quite well, considering that he studied it alone, also practising conversations with foreign people, as well as any chat rooms with foreigners.
«In twenty minutes we will be there.» The guide said, apparently not having slept, but the woman was in a very good mood. «See don’t forget your personal belongings on the bus!»
«Son, don't be so nervous, these are pyramids built in…»
«Shut up! I want to hear a tour from a man who’ll know what to say, not from you.» Her son interrupted her harshly and rudely. «Better stay out of my way!»
Relationships in the family were tense, or rather worsened, as soon as a man appeared in the house: rich, always drunk, was a real scum.
He «loved» the mother, providing with all necessary things, kinda rolled up a real performance, and just hated Ethan. While nobody saw, he beat him just like that, for no reason, even to a pulp but he said the mother: «This is the teenager’s fault.»
When the young man went to the hospital. The doctors wanted to say that he was constantly beaten by one person with particular cruelty, then the police joined. Investigators would like to charge the dad — he bought off with a huge amount of money. Brown hated his mother: with all the evidence available and the facts believed this freak, not his son, nor the police.
***
Late in the evening, the young man walked completely alone in the park, in the warm spring weather.
«How good it is, without this scum». Thought the boy, kicking a stone far into the darkness.
The breeze pleasantly blew over his face, the last rays of the sun tickled his nose. Suddenly, out of nowhere, dad flew at the child like the wind.
«Well, that’s it, «son» — the end to you, fucking freak!» Furiously said, father. «Now I want to play with you in one great game, called: «And you try, survive,» freak».
The man pulled out a huge Bowie knife from behind of his bosom. Ethan's eyes narrowed in horror at the imminent death: the heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds, the air seemed to stop flowing to the lungs. The boy understood that his father was already clutching his hands around the neck of a youth. He, naturally, tried to resist, but it was bad — he was much stronger than a weak young man.
Finally, he designed to let Brown go — coughing and breathing in the precious air, the boy stood up, realizing that the fight was lost.
Ethan tried to retreat, but the sharp pain left by the knife pierced him in the foot area. The boy fell to the ground, screaming and bleeding profusely.
«This all comes to your end. Your last words, creature!» The sharply Bowie was already hanging menacingly over the boy's defenceless neck.
«May you die in the hellish torments» Squeezed out weakening from blood loss Ethan.
«What a pitiful answer, and now goodbye, freak!»
After the words, he was pierced with a sharp pain in the abdomen and chest area. This bastard did his dirty work but did not consider one: nearby were people who immediately ran up, leaning over the crowd and twisted. Letting go of a bleeding stomach, he understood — there were only a few seconds.
«F-freedom, f-finally, this cruel life is f-finished» Once said Ethan through his blood-filled lungs. Seeing and feeling nothing, the child was lying in a pool of blood, slowly closing his eyes…
***
Out of the darkness, slightly opening the eyes, the boy tried to look around, but a sharp pain in his neck prevented him from doing so.
«Son, you're alive!» Mother, happy, jumped and hugged the poor child lightly. «How could I live without you?!»
«Am I dead? Is this real Paradise? I'm finally free!» Ethan did not fully understand that he was alive, lying on a hospital bed.
«He seems to be nonsense,» Said the doctor who entered the room, already bribed by the «father» of the boy. «You must leave the ward while procedures are in progress».
«Well, I understood, and you can go after the procedure?» With tears of happiness, the mother asked.
«Of course, at any time,» Said the doctor, when she finally disappeared, abruptly, from a kind and smiling doctor, he turned into a sadist and a monster.
«Your father knew you wouldn't die, so he paid for it» Devilish smile never left the doctor's face. «Let me relieve your suffering… with pain».
«No! You… you're a corrupt bastard! If I had hands, I would have you…»
«Sharply the words were interrupted by the introduction of something dull and thick in the hand. After a few seconds, he began to experience hellish, twisting pain.
Ethan couldn't shout — so much pain it was. The boy felt his heartbeat slowing down, slowing down the blood in his body.
«Well, that's all, finally I will die and leave this cruel and unjust world,» He thought.
But when the doctor left, mocking Brown, in just a few hours the pain completely disappeared. By the time the doctor returned to the room with a smug face — He decided to quickly get rid of the corpse.
«What? Are you still alive?» Understanding that the boy is still alive infuriated him. «This is the poison of the royal cobra, the deadliest poison in the world!»
«Horseradish poison you have, doctor. Ha-ha-ha, you couldn't even kill a defenceless patient» Grinned a young man. «You're pathetic, like all people like you».
Unable to withstand such an insult, he looking for the largest sharp syringe, with all his strength stuck three times the dose of poison right in the neck. Again the hellish pain repeated, but even stronger. The boy was literally between life and death until the police broke into the ward and detained the bastard. The boy woke up already at home, in full clothes and with a dropper syringe in his hand. Nearby were parents, and also this bastard.
«Son, you finally woke up!» As always, a joyful mother who doesn't give a damn. «We were so worried about you».
«Why, why is the world so vague and… obscured»? The boy felt strange, especially after what had happened.
«Sorry, but you were seriously injured, first from the little pod who nearly killed you, but your dad saved you…»
«Oh, you lying scum!» He jumped up and wanted to slap the bastard in the face, but was left with a crazy prick to the neck, from which my hands refused to listen, and my legs stopped walking, although the boy did not lose consciousness.
«Yes, because of the action of the poison, which you injected two times in a row, you no longer completely see your right eye». In an indifferent tone, Papa began to speak. «The pain in your right leg and in your left hand will now be constant, your blood will be thicker, so you will take pills every day. Now you do not feel pain because of a dropper, but sooner or later you will have to endure the pain of that — it harms the body. And besides, you are ungrateful! I try to do my best, and you call me filth»!
Now Ethan walks with a vertical scar on his right white eye. Every move for him — pain.
***
The group arrived at the gathering place, where Ethan went out and «stuck to the guide, ” well, or did not leave him a single step. The bastard also pursued, but the boy tried to stay away from the bad-smelling godless carcass. When the group passed by one of the pyramids, Brown heard some voices in his head: «Come to me, martyr, you are worthy to take revenge»!
«I'm sorry, I need to move for a few seconds». Ethan explained in a completely restless voice. «You go further; I will surely catch you».
The closer boy came to one of the pyramids, the stronger voice of the unknown became. Ethan entered it when the door behind him closed, and the voices fell silent in an instant.
It was dark, like a night without the moon, but some unknown intangible thing illuminated the room as well as the sun.
Coming closer, the boy saw a strange altar with a really strange thing: a golden amulet, with a crystal inside and as if holding him, one dragon of unearthly beauty.
«How… How beautiful it is!» Admired the boy, for a moment forgetting about the constant pain. «But no, this is the property of the museum, I can’t touch it, or did this amulet call me?»
«Ah, you finally came, chosen one» Suddenly spoke the same voice in his head. «Yes, it is you who will become the new carrier, it is you who will return the power that the insignificant insects once took from us!»
«What? Who are you? The boy looked around in dismay but found no one. «Show yourself!»
«I'm afraid this is impossible». Sneered voice. «You see, your species destroyed my body thousands of years ago, and the soul was imprisoned in this very amulet and set guards in order to prevent the further destruction of the human race. But, as it’s always the case, people have forgotten about the artefact, and here he lay for many, many years. But now you will join my great army and lead it against rotten humanity!»
«Lead the army? Me?» The young man asked uncertainly, thinking about how to get out of that place. «Who are you?»
«I am the great and mighty dragon of chaos and discord — Wyraach Ur!» Proudly uttered the name of the reptile. «Mankind killed me, but soon I will come back and revive all the dragons that are sealed in the soul of some people, that they were brutally killed by people!»
«Wait… Wyraach Ur… where did I hear that name…? The boy's chin ran sharply down his back. «N-No! I–I-Impossible! You're just a character that was invented by… by my friend!
«Oh yes, Peter — my best and strongest friend — the carrier of my most powerful soul!» The dragon roared in a demonic low voice. «All these stories — True, each of the people described in history was present and now either do not remember their past at all or are well hidden among mortals».
«No, I'm going crazy, this is not true!» Fear squeezed the boy's chest, the blood boiling, reminding of the remaining poison in the body. «You're lying! You are just an illusion!»
«Well, see pain, suffering and… betrayal» God changed his voice. «The betrayal of a loved one, sticking a knife in your back…»
«What do you know about betrayal!» Panic, fear, hate, grief, despair, pain — all these feelings tore unhappy young man who was already lying on dry soil, sobbing from the truth told. «You… You know nothing about me! You do not understand THAT I PASSED THROUGH!»
«I can give you a release — oblivion, where your soul can calm down» Suggested the dragon. «There you will be fine, I promise, and a new mind and body will take your place».
«But… But I don't want to die» Shaking his teeth, slowly said, Ethan. «I… I want to feel those arms like a few years ago: family, warm, so calming. I want to live at least a few hours of life, but just to love… even a few seconds: embraced, comforted…»
After the dragon tore out his heart — a source of good, all positive emotions, it turned into something terrible, knowing anger and hatred. But these feelings were familiar to him: once he played with small children, told fairy tales. He loved them most of all, he gave them gifts and sprinkled them with compliments.
Everything happened suddenly: children's voices disappeared, happy smiles, only people screaming in agony, slowly burning from the scarlet fire, remained. All memories instantly flew before his eyes.
«Once I was as naive, kind as you» Began to retell his story dragon, comparing with the memories of Ethan. «But everything ended when people betrayed us, the dragons, killed each of us. I then lost everything: family, friends, children who love me, who constantly came to listen to my stories. I… I burned them along with the rest of the population. — I understood only when I saw charred corpses. I did not want to be evil — I was forced».
«I was loved like all children» Continued Ethan, gradually returning to its normal state. «Then I didn’t know what pain, fear and hate are. Everything was fine until one scum appeared. I remember then betrayed me by a person close to my — mother, the only native person went over to the side of this reptile. Then my dreams collapsed, crumbled to dust.»
«You have gone through too much pain. You deserve more than just being a new creature» Wyraach Ur as if embraced the youngster by the neck. «You can be my son, and me — your loving father.
«R-Really?» The boy's eyes, for the first time in many years, lit up with sincere joy. «But…»
«You can trust me, just put on the amulet and then everything will change» Now the boy was left alone with a shining medallion when the voice of the mighty dragon was gone.
Thinking, weighing the options for and against, Ethan finally decided, took him in his hands, as he slipped out of the grasp. The young man began to levitate above the ground, frozen in the air.
The stone began to slowly fly out of the amulet, turning into a small, red-yellow ball of energy. An unknown subject approached the boy's chest, having painlessly entered it only half.
There, and remaining, as if merging with the body. It was not painful, as if you had a feather on the skin. Suddenly, red-yellow blood poured from the mouth and nose. Spilling onto the ground, she set fire to the dry grass, barely touching it.
«What is it?» It took the boy a few minutes to catch his breath, trying to regain his breath. «I feel an incredible surge of strength — it flows through my veins and body — it no longer hurts!»
The boy first saw the world — the way the dragon sees him: colourful, bright, saturated, but has not yet understood this.
«We must look for a way out of here» A strange source of lighting was gone when God stopped talking. «By the way, beautiful gold bracelets with entwined dragons.»
Only Ethan thought about it, as the door itself opened. Miracles, and only. The group is not far left — he managed to catch up with her amazingly fast.
«Ethan, where were you?» Asked the guide in surprise. «Where do these bracelets come from?»
«Yes, sorry, I could not find a normal place, so I had to work and search» At first Ethan was surprised — he spoke in English, as in his native. «And, so, ran into the souvenir shop — chose the ones you like».
«Ok then immediately — no one else needs to go to the toilet?» Everyone just shook their heads in disagreement. «Good, we continue our tour…»
***
In the end, this tour ended quite successfully: Brown learned a lot about the long-lost civilization, and the family again went to the stuffy and boring hotel. True, the boy did not expect to wait for him the next day…
Next part will be cruel payback!
Wyraach Ur and Peter to wyraachur
Ethan to myself
Category Story / Transformation
Species Western Dragon
Gender Male
Size 120 x 120px
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