Just a hint here: I managed to think of the idea, plot, any twists AND jokes in this fic in 5 minutes flat, so that should give you an idea as to the quality and depth of this piece.
Dedicated to you, all my lovely, lovely readers, without whom, I would be a raving lunatic that no-one listened to. Oh wait... I am... Never mind me!
BEWARE: COMPLETELY UN BETA'D. (Please do not smite me, O Supreme Dark Lord Noofle)
An explosion.
That had been the first thing he'd seen. Huge red and white flames leapt at him. His body had been screaming in pain, protesting his every movement. Everywhere he'd turned there had been fire, blocking all escape routes as if it were a living thing. A hunter.
But then a light had appeared, tall and large, rectangular. What did the humans call it? A Door? Yes, a Door. A Door had opened, leading out into the sky and the wind. If there was one thing he knew, it was that the sky was his friend. He didn't know how or why he knew, he just did.
And so, he had escaped, his body, mind and soul screaming in agony. He fled from the hungry fire to the safety and comfort of the bright sky.
Voices had called from behind him, filled with pain and anger and fear, as he had emerged from the smoke-filled room and into the sunlight. But he hadn't listened to them. His body was weak and broken, the fire was hungry, and he was terrified. Terrified of the voices, of the fire, and of the dark human place.
He knew he had to get out if he was to survive.
He hadn't even looked back as he had fled to the open sky.
I know, I know, another shortie. But here's the second chapter to make up for it, OK?
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