My Short Stories

What is your Species? (Fiction)

"What is your species little one?" the floating being came over while asking.

"Me? I'm a lava dragon, the best one at that! What are you?" I stared at him while looking dazzled, he looked like the most elegant person in the galaxy.

"Hm... I, I am time but also the universe's greatest fear." I stared at him. Could he really be Hargo?

"Wh-what do you mean by that?" I said while stepping back gradually, not wanting to break eye contact.

"I am an entity that can control time, nightmares, dreams, and the survival of this universe. Whatever happens to the universe happens to me. A bomb feels like a needle poking my skin. Either shallow or deep, it's becoming quite a numb feeling nowadays. I have been doing this for more than a million generations. Wars, fighting, and asteroids, they all hurt me. I have trillions of scars not only from E3984 but also from every timeline of this universe."

"Timeline? Wait E39-WHAT!?!" I really need to go. He is very dangerous, has lived through too much, and is unkillable.

"There are unquantifiable amounts of timelines, meaning millions of types of people with your personality or looks. Yet, Earth3984 is the most popular of all." His pupils went into a shape like a snake. And he slid one of his many arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him.

"Where do you think you are going, my little dragon? Trying to escape now are we?" I felt my wings getting outlined by his finger and put them even tighter against my back.

"Uh, um I was just uh going to head home yeah going home uh my mom needs help with the uh cookies! Yes, the cookies for Tamemas."

"It's July darling." Dang it, that was a horrible excuse. I have to go now.

"Follow me hatchling I have something to show you, but only if you want to. You will be unable to leave if you do or not." He said as he started walking off into the distance, his tails dragging on the ground like a snake.

It has now been 10 outrageously long years. I am now 28 years old and I want to just escape and give my mom a hug. My brothers and sisters are probably so worried. No note. No goodbye. And no nice words were last spoken. Our last words to each other were having a heated argument about Dad...

He kissed me after I followed him 9 years ago. I was stranded floating in space and my body was completely limp when he did. Not only did it make me more powerful but also the kiss cursed me with feeling the universe.

I think a Galaxy got destroyed, I tried to get up from the couch to put a bandage on my stomach but fell face-first.

"Darling! Are you okay?" He is very overprotective of me and sometimes it gets very annoying and out of hand.

"A meteor hit E278 destroying the whole timeline and galaxy. Pain is right to my stomach," I responded, wincing at the pain, it felt like my stomach would burst at any slight move.

"Well let's get you to bed!" He said as he picked me up I screamed my lungs out. My vision started to fade in and out. My thoughts were incohesive and I couldn't feel anything. I went completely limp, surrounded by darkness.

I tried to open my eyes but I could only see black. I heard voices all around me, some frantic, some with a calm tone. Is that someone crying? A fire-like feeling surrounded my whole body, overall I was in an outrageously painful state. The crying person then stopped and a chair moved.

"When will he wake up!? Give me answers now!" I could hear that quite well, as well as a woosh of air and the sounds of struggling and coughing from the other side of the room.

"Sir, I don't know! His breathing has picked up a bit but it could be a while until it is fully stable to hold his body. He seems to get injuries even while he is in a coma." The voice that was struggling continued, "He may wake in a few hours or even years."

"He needs to wake up now!" The voice sounded very frustrated and eager for me to wake up.

"We will try sir but if you could just let me down then I cou-" The man sounded like he was frozen with fear. Who is he talking to?

"You have 2 months and you will let me know everything the moment you know. Or you know what will happen."

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I have been on this bed for what seems like years, the door opening and closing now and then. My body is in a lot less pain now. The shouting voice hasn't come in yet or at least has been here just hasn't spoken.

I felt a hand grab my own and a drop of water fell on it, a tear? "Please wake up darling. I will give you anything. I will even take the curse back just please wake up. I need you." Is that Hargo? Is he really crying? I don't want this curse anymore, I didn't even want it in the first place.

I tried to grip his hand, but I couldn't. My eyes were still glued shut, and I still tried to open them. I don't want this curse anymore, please.

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"Sir, that is very dangerous, we will have to escort you out if you do not stop now." The voice was so shaky. Suddenly a jolt of electricity went through my body from my fingers to my feet.

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