Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
NOTE: Please note that there will be "Parsel-tongue" language in this story. There will be parentheses containing words after some mix up language. That is the meaning of the word.
Example: Falllllliiiiissss! (Kill him) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Pshhhaaaaa!" (Come) I heard the voice summon me in my language. After all these years, someone was calling me? How very interesting.
When I slithered out I saw a boy, scrawny, small, and skinny. He looked frightened, very frightened. He was kneeling over a small girl with bright red hair, who looked pale. When I looked to my left, there was a boy, older than the first, but also, skinny, and small. This older one was speaking to the younger one.
"He will only go on my command." I did not understand his words at all. The young one seemed terrified of me.
"Yaaannnuuu!" (Attack) This was a command. I lunged forward to bite the boy, only scraping my nose against the ground. I was angry now. This boy was quick; I guess his smallness paid off for him.
I rose up higher, and slithered out of the small pool of water. A bright red burst of feathers started pecking at my eyes, painfully blinding me.
"It may be blinded, but it can still hear you!" I heard the older boy cry. I heard the boy crawling into a sewer pipe line. I followed him in. I could also smell him. There was something in front of me. then I heard a "ping" as something hard hit the ground in front of me. I backed up and continued to pursue the thing.
Afterwards, I found that it was just a rock the boy had thrown. Smart, he was, but I had heard him crawl up on the statue of the ocean god. I turned around and swam in the small pool, rising up causing splashes and waves. I turned around as fast as I could, trying to attack him. He seemed to have gotten a sword. I lunged again, while the foolish boy was swinging his sword randomly into the air.
I laughed silently at his stupidness. I knew I could get him now. I bared my teeth and went forward to take the bite. Suddenly, there was a shoot of pain in my mouth, but I also tasted blood. I could see the boy's hand in my mouth, probably holding that retched sword, but his arm had scraped against my tooth. I had fulfilled my duty.
That was my last thought as I fell to the ground, dead.
NOTE: Please note that there will be "Parsel-tongue" language in this story. There will be parentheses containing words after some mix up language. That is the meaning of the word.
Example: Falllllliiiiissss! (Kill him) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Pshhhaaaaa!" (Come) I heard the voice summon me in my language. After all these years, someone was calling me? How very interesting.
When I slithered out I saw a boy, scrawny, small, and skinny. He looked frightened, very frightened. He was kneeling over a small girl with bright red hair, who looked pale. When I looked to my left, there was a boy, older than the first, but also, skinny, and small. This older one was speaking to the younger one.
"He will only go on my command." I did not understand his words at all. The young one seemed terrified of me.
"Yaaannnuuu!" (Attack) This was a command. I lunged forward to bite the boy, only scraping my nose against the ground. I was angry now. This boy was quick; I guess his smallness paid off for him.
I rose up higher, and slithered out of the small pool of water. A bright red burst of feathers started pecking at my eyes, painfully blinding me.
"It may be blinded, but it can still hear you!" I heard the older boy cry. I heard the boy crawling into a sewer pipe line. I followed him in. I could also smell him. There was something in front of me. then I heard a "ping" as something hard hit the ground in front of me. I backed up and continued to pursue the thing.
Afterwards, I found that it was just a rock the boy had thrown. Smart, he was, but I had heard him crawl up on the statue of the ocean god. I turned around and swam in the small pool, rising up causing splashes and waves. I turned around as fast as I could, trying to attack him. He seemed to have gotten a sword. I lunged again, while the foolish boy was swinging his sword randomly into the air.
I laughed silently at his stupidness. I knew I could get him now. I bared my teeth and went forward to take the bite. Suddenly, there was a shoot of pain in my mouth, but I also tasted blood. I could see the boy's hand in my mouth, probably holding that retched sword, but his arm had scraped against my tooth. I had fulfilled my duty.
That was my last thought as I fell to the ground, dead.