Condemned
Chapter II:
The dragon was soaring above Dark's head, his first thought was hoping that the dragon didn't see the stake, and he would have enough time to run into the forest and not get killed by the dragon. Then again, in the forest there were demons and other stuff like bugs, and where he was now was a dragon. 'Demons mean torture, bugs are just ewww, and dragons mean fast deaths.' He chose the fast death over bugs and looked around; he found nothing, so he used his shoe and threw it at the dragon. "Why did I use my shoe...hey you stupid dragon!" Nothing happened, this made Dark mad, he started kicking thin air and his other shoe went flying and hit the dragon's head. 'Opps...that wasn't suppose to happen...' He saw the dragon turn around and head towards him, he held his clenched fists by his side and shut his eyes tight hoping that the dragon didn't like to play with its food. He waited but nothing happened, he felt something waving in front of his face, 'Maybe it's a claw or something.' He opened his eyes and looked.
It was a hand, not a claw, Dark gasped, loosened his fists, and his knees gave out, he sank onto his feet. There was a boy, maybe a year or two older then him, crouched down waving his hand in front of his face, his other hand on his shoulder. There was no sign of the dragon, 'What the hell?' He looked at the boy again and wondered how he could've for a second thought he was human. He had golden eyes to match his hair which hung down to his hip, Dark jerked back, falling on his butt, 'Unholy shit! Why isn't he wearing clothers! All normal people wear clothes!' The golden eyes looked very amused, he felt Dark's panic and realized it was because of him.
The hand felt soft and warm enough, Dark whispered, "Who the hell are you and you're the dragon aren't you? Don't look at me like I'm stupid. You human-dragon person thingy." The dragon smiled, this time the amusement didn't reach his eyes, "It's not often that ," his voice was soft and smooth, "that I find what I thought to be a damsel in distress throwing shoes at me." Dark looked up, "You thought I was a girl!? Give me back my shoes!" The dragon chuckled, "You look damsely enough, your shoes landed else where, I can imagine little insects swarming it by now." Dark gulped, "I see...forget the shoes..." There was a dragon in human form with no clothes and a hand on his shoulder looking at him. 'Oh my god! There's a dragon in human form and he looks so cool and he has no clothes on! And he's looking at me to make that worst! I want my shoes back!'
Dark sighed and glanced up just high enough to see the stake he had been tied to. Golden eyes followed his glaze, "Is it suppose to be yours?" Dark nodded and sighed. The dragon raised an eyebrow, "You could've gotten away." Violet eyes looked at him, "You didn't see me?" The dragon shrugged, "I saw you and wasn't interested until you threw your shoes at me." Dark looked at him, "You see this a lot?" The blonde grinned, "Yup." Curiosity got the best of Dark, "Can all dragons turn into human form?" "No, only very few can." "Why is it...?" Dark stopped. The dragon looked at him, "Hm? Why what?" "Why is it that dragons ask for sacrifices?"
The dragon laughed, "Dragons don't ask for sacrifices, YOU people offer them." Violet eyes widened, "I don't quite get it." "Its people like kings and queens that order sacrifices being made just to hope that it'll make the dragon satisfied and it'll fly away without burning anything. They offered you." The dragon stated. Dark thought about this and spoke, "That's a lie." He saw a glint in the golden eyes, "Everyone lies once in awhile. But not always.""Make up your mind, you're giving me a headache. The dragon got to his feet, "You have to figure that out yourself. Why, " he kneeled down again, "didn't you run away?" Dark reminded silent, the dragon repeated, "Why didn't you run?" "I have no place to go!" Dark spazzed, "My parents are dead. They convicted me of being a demon! Now I'm wet, and I'm missing my shoes," he gave a sigh and lowered his voice, "it's like being stuck between two hard places." 'Oh shit, I just spazzed at a dragon, that can't be good.' "Are you a demon?" "Hell no. Demons have pointy ears, do these ears look pointy to you?" "Are you going to take any action?"
"Nope, what can I do? Maybe wish that you would take revenge for me by stomping on people's houses." The dragon raised a brow, grinned and stood up. Dark refused to look up until he heard the dragon roar again, 'Great...I must have made upset or something. Please make this death fast and painless.' He closed his eyes, great wings flapped, claws grabbed his shoulder, Dark gritted his teeth 'Oww...hey...I'm not dead...yet...maybe if I just hold my breath...' By the time he opened his eyes he was high up in the air, 'Hold shit! He had better not drop me.' Then he did drop him, Dark fell wide eyed, he landed on his back on a big fluffy stack of wool, it smelled a bit. He yelled into the night, "Why am I here!? And where the hell are you?" The night ignored him, Dark checked to make sure that all his limbs were still intact, then he drifted off to sleep.
Something dropped beside him, he gasped and bolted up. It was a set of clothes, the dragon, human shape again, was kneeling next to him, this time wearing normal clothes. "I thought you were crying, or dead." Dark glared and shook his head he asked, "Where'd you get these clothes?" "The house next to this place." "You murdered them?" The dragon shook his head, "They left it." Dark looked relieved, "No lies?" The dragon shrugged, "You'd better change out of your wet clothes." "You're avoiding the question." "Just change already."
"Turn around now or you'll get another shoe in your face." Dark commanded. The dragon did, Dark glared at the dragon who dropped him onto the smelly wool stack. 'Stupid dragon...why are these clothes all black? I'm so going to throw another shoe at him...he deserves it.'
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Nya Please R&R
Chapter II:
The dragon was soaring above Dark's head, his first thought was hoping that the dragon didn't see the stake, and he would have enough time to run into the forest and not get killed by the dragon. Then again, in the forest there were demons and other stuff like bugs, and where he was now was a dragon. 'Demons mean torture, bugs are just ewww, and dragons mean fast deaths.' He chose the fast death over bugs and looked around; he found nothing, so he used his shoe and threw it at the dragon. "Why did I use my shoe...hey you stupid dragon!" Nothing happened, this made Dark mad, he started kicking thin air and his other shoe went flying and hit the dragon's head. 'Opps...that wasn't suppose to happen...' He saw the dragon turn around and head towards him, he held his clenched fists by his side and shut his eyes tight hoping that the dragon didn't like to play with its food. He waited but nothing happened, he felt something waving in front of his face, 'Maybe it's a claw or something.' He opened his eyes and looked.
It was a hand, not a claw, Dark gasped, loosened his fists, and his knees gave out, he sank onto his feet. There was a boy, maybe a year or two older then him, crouched down waving his hand in front of his face, his other hand on his shoulder. There was no sign of the dragon, 'What the hell?' He looked at the boy again and wondered how he could've for a second thought he was human. He had golden eyes to match his hair which hung down to his hip, Dark jerked back, falling on his butt, 'Unholy shit! Why isn't he wearing clothers! All normal people wear clothes!' The golden eyes looked very amused, he felt Dark's panic and realized it was because of him.
The hand felt soft and warm enough, Dark whispered, "Who the hell are you and you're the dragon aren't you? Don't look at me like I'm stupid. You human-dragon person thingy." The dragon smiled, this time the amusement didn't reach his eyes, "It's not often that ," his voice was soft and smooth, "that I find what I thought to be a damsel in distress throwing shoes at me." Dark looked up, "You thought I was a girl!? Give me back my shoes!" The dragon chuckled, "You look damsely enough, your shoes landed else where, I can imagine little insects swarming it by now." Dark gulped, "I see...forget the shoes..." There was a dragon in human form with no clothes and a hand on his shoulder looking at him. 'Oh my god! There's a dragon in human form and he looks so cool and he has no clothes on! And he's looking at me to make that worst! I want my shoes back!'
Dark sighed and glanced up just high enough to see the stake he had been tied to. Golden eyes followed his glaze, "Is it suppose to be yours?" Dark nodded and sighed. The dragon raised an eyebrow, "You could've gotten away." Violet eyes looked at him, "You didn't see me?" The dragon shrugged, "I saw you and wasn't interested until you threw your shoes at me." Dark looked at him, "You see this a lot?" The blonde grinned, "Yup." Curiosity got the best of Dark, "Can all dragons turn into human form?" "No, only very few can." "Why is it...?" Dark stopped. The dragon looked at him, "Hm? Why what?" "Why is it that dragons ask for sacrifices?"
The dragon laughed, "Dragons don't ask for sacrifices, YOU people offer them." Violet eyes widened, "I don't quite get it." "Its people like kings and queens that order sacrifices being made just to hope that it'll make the dragon satisfied and it'll fly away without burning anything. They offered you." The dragon stated. Dark thought about this and spoke, "That's a lie." He saw a glint in the golden eyes, "Everyone lies once in awhile. But not always.""Make up your mind, you're giving me a headache. The dragon got to his feet, "You have to figure that out yourself. Why, " he kneeled down again, "didn't you run away?" Dark reminded silent, the dragon repeated, "Why didn't you run?" "I have no place to go!" Dark spazzed, "My parents are dead. They convicted me of being a demon! Now I'm wet, and I'm missing my shoes," he gave a sigh and lowered his voice, "it's like being stuck between two hard places." 'Oh shit, I just spazzed at a dragon, that can't be good.' "Are you a demon?" "Hell no. Demons have pointy ears, do these ears look pointy to you?" "Are you going to take any action?"
"Nope, what can I do? Maybe wish that you would take revenge for me by stomping on people's houses." The dragon raised a brow, grinned and stood up. Dark refused to look up until he heard the dragon roar again, 'Great...I must have made upset or something. Please make this death fast and painless.' He closed his eyes, great wings flapped, claws grabbed his shoulder, Dark gritted his teeth 'Oww...hey...I'm not dead...yet...maybe if I just hold my breath...' By the time he opened his eyes he was high up in the air, 'Hold shit! He had better not drop me.' Then he did drop him, Dark fell wide eyed, he landed on his back on a big fluffy stack of wool, it smelled a bit. He yelled into the night, "Why am I here!? And where the hell are you?" The night ignored him, Dark checked to make sure that all his limbs were still intact, then he drifted off to sleep.
Something dropped beside him, he gasped and bolted up. It was a set of clothes, the dragon, human shape again, was kneeling next to him, this time wearing normal clothes. "I thought you were crying, or dead." Dark glared and shook his head he asked, "Where'd you get these clothes?" "The house next to this place." "You murdered them?" The dragon shook his head, "They left it." Dark looked relieved, "No lies?" The dragon shrugged, "You'd better change out of your wet clothes." "You're avoiding the question." "Just change already."
"Turn around now or you'll get another shoe in your face." Dark commanded. The dragon did, Dark glared at the dragon who dropped him onto the smelly wool stack. 'Stupid dragon...why are these clothes all black? I'm so going to throw another shoe at him...he deserves it.'
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Nya Please R&R