The Dragon Soul
Prologue
They finally found it, a Blue Dragon, and it was ravenous, hungry for human meat. It was greatly immune to the cold temperatures of the Bika Snowfields. This was a hunting session of Squall, Zell, and Irvine. It was Irvine's sharp eye that spotted it first.
"There it is!" Irvine shouted.
Squall and Zell then immediately looked into the direction where Irvine was pointing at. Upon seeing it, the two men... or rather, boys, drew their weapons with finesse. It must be kept in mind, though, that Zell's weapons were his mere fists, and by drawing his weapons, he merely posed into a boxing stance.
The dragon too spotted them, and upon doing so, it roared viciously to establish its dominance. It must also be kept in mind, that these Blue Dragons walk upright, almost human-like. It calmly walked towards the three boys.
"This'll take one shot," said Irvine, as he aimed his shotgun towards the belly of the beast.
"Don't waste your bullets, bro! I'll handle this!" said Zell. He then stepped forward.
"Get yourself ready!"
"Indeed."
?
"What the f***!?" said Irvine. "Do Blue Dragons talk?"
It was noticeable in this moment that even though a most unusual thing happened, Squall didn't give a shit.
"Whatever. Just kill it." he said.
"Huh!? But dude!" said Zell.
Then the dragon spoke.
"Whoah, whoah, hey! Don't be so bloodthirsty! I mean no harm!"
The beast's body language became friendly, at least in human standards. It, however, did not in any way charm Squall.
Squall stepped forward, gripping tightly his Flame Saber Gunblade (some kind of badass sword.).
"I'm sorry. But I need your fangs. I have to kill you." he said.
"Whoah! Hey! Come on, man!" said the beast.
"Yo, dude, don't be so cold, man," said Zell.
Irvine had a spark of mercy.
"Blue dragons don't normally talk. We should listen to this one," Irvine said.
Squall facepalms. Then the beast spoke further.
"I'm not here to fight, guys. Don't you find it strange that a wild monster can talk?"
… After dreaming of being Laguna, I don't know if I can find anything strange anymore, Squall thoughts to himself.
"Look, you Blue Dragons are rare, and I don't wanna go through another ten hours looking for one that doesn't talk. Stay still and I'll make your death quick," said Squall.
"Well, Squall's the boss. Sorry buddy," said Zell.
"Yo, what!?" shouted the dragon. Fear was starting to crawl in its skin. "Please don't kill me!"
"Irvine, do it please." said Squall.
"You got it."
Irvine shot the beast with an armor-piercing bullet, killing it instantly.
"... Hey, Squall," said Zell. "Don't T-Rexaurs have the same fangs as these guys?"
"... Oh... yeah."