Panic of the Dragon

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The name in a person is never important, it's what they can do and capable of doing that is important. Finding out takes time and lots of it. I didn't understand why I never felt full or always felt the need for sex, gold, and the great feeling of accomplishments. Overwhelming unexplained desires. I wondered for years. Now I'm 23 and trapped. Where? Who fucking knows?

"She's still out of it? I thought you said she was one of them!"

"Boss, she is. I'm tell you. She's the last female of their kind. I don't know how many escape in 1902 blood bath."

A mixture of Italian and German accents were echoing around the room. The Italian one was right. I am awake. Being the last female thing, or whatever he is talking about. Maybe.

Look I don't know what I am, but I know I'm not human. I'm higher in the food chain. That I know.

Hearing the door closing, after they both had it out over my body. I started flexing my palms open and close. I couldnt see anything because of a cloth covering my eyes but i have other sense that can be of uses.

I felt cold like I was on a steal table and o think these are leather. Yes, buckles holding my hands and feet. This is going to be a piece of cake.

I smell the dry paint, moled, dirt and blood and salt?. I sniffed again. Yup, my blood. So I got beating up a bit form these guys to get me here.

I'm hearing a man outside the door, hearing closely. I hear him scratching, then a small pop. I frown realising what I just heard. The man was picking his nose. That explains the salt.

Breathing in, I know I only had ten minutes to get out. In 15 seconds, max. I forse my body into overdrive. Creating fear, anger and pain. It wasn't to hard making myself feel this way, knowing they kill my mother.

My heart raced, my mind went blank and my breathing stopped. My skin started burning and scales were raised upon my skin. Allowing volcanic steam to be released. Melting the leather around my hands and feet. The whole room would be in breathable steam after a few minutes. If i went any hotter, i think the people who come running in here would die soon as they inhale their first breath. Though that would solve this problem faster, i dont kill.

I took off the cloth over my eyes, or what's left of it, and got off the table. The breath i was holding, i let out and my scales went back to place. I waiting a few seconds for my heart to I get back it's rythum. Then used the cloth to wipe the sweat off my forehead and throw it to the ground. Any minture now, people will be running in here to see what's going on.

In that minute, I'll be climbing these walls. The smell of dry paint and moled was covered in the mixture of steam and melted metal. I table that I once was laying on, had an outline of my body a few inches in due to the heat. I looked at a my shape and thought. I'm glad my butt still look good and smiled.

Looking over the door way, i saw a small space between the door and the ceiling. Smiling, I pinched both my wrists to call out my claws while running to jump for the wall. Digging my nails into the service and pulling myself up, I heard a click from the door below me. Still smiling, the man came running inside as I ceiling crowed out the door. The man were yelling at each other and taking out there guns getting ready for the hunt. One of them man just stood there looking at the melted table.

"This is fascinating." A German accent. He didn't look like the fighting type. Maybe a scientist?

It didn't matter. I didn't know if they wanted me dead of alive, but I wasn't staying to find out.

The name in a person is never important, it's what they can do and capable of doing that is important. For now, I knew that they were hunters. Hunters who hunt my kind.

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Shit! Where was the exit? I ran around every corner, every wall and every dead end. I know there is away out. I smelt dirt on these guys boots. Surely, it means this place is in the middle of some forest, or a whole landscape or fuck ton no where.

"There she is! My god she's fast." I swear under my breath and ran. I didn't know where I was going but I knew I was not going to be used as some science project. The room I was in was just a stage. The halls were clean white. As if anyone came down here with any kind of dirt, blood anything these people would know. Making my time running around a waste. Leaving was not going to be easy as I thought. When I turned back to see if the man were after me I ran right into someone fist. Crushing right into my face. All I know, is that punch knocked me out and close to nothing knocks me out.

I was feeling my brain tissue healing themselves, follow by a pop. I'm guessing my nose has put itself back together. This was going to take a bit. Longer then what I'm use to because that punch didn't feel normal. I've been punched by a human before. It didn't make this much damage to my skull.

You know, sometimes i could be a dick if I wanted too. But this act of violence to my face by this guy..girl
...person, inhuman piece of ugh!

The fastest my body heal itself, was before I knew anything about my experience as not human. I got hit really bad by a car when I was 15. My whole body bone structure was crushed. Before the drive came out of the car to see the damage he has made I was up shaking off the leftover scales from my skin. Also, I made the guy pay me 600$ not to sue. Yeah, I'm a Dick with a new headset and ps4. Mother wouldn't buy me what I wanted three Christmas ago, so I found a way. Just like I was going to find a way to escape.

I slowly open my eye lids and realized I was beside a fire pit. Before getting up, I could see i was in a Victorian living room. There was blood red blinds, tan colour couches, dark wood floors and a wide fire pit. A window was in front of me and it looked like it was nightfall. My prime time. I raised my hand to rub my head. The pain in my head isn't helping me see right, I might be missing something.

"You're finally awake. Drake would be blessed, I think." I look at the love sit across from me and there he was. The something I was missing.

He was an average height male with blonde-blue hair. I can see his sea blue eyes grinning at me. He wore a white dress shirt and black jeans. Stand there with his hands in his pocket, he smiled at me, nodded and walked off. I frown. Trying to understand what is going on, but I had no information to where I was, how I got here and if these people were involved with these scientists.

I was starting to get scared. I don't know what I got myself into. As I got up from the couch I looked into the fire. Without a second thought. I turbo speed to the window and throwing my body against the glass braking it in one go. I landed on my back on a few brushes from a 2nd floor. I broke a few bones but they will heal in a few seconds. As I got off the ground to run straight a head, I snapped my bones in place. I wanted out, I'm getting out!

In front of me I could see trees upon trees. I know where this would end but I can at least try. I ran as fast as I can in fear. My fear was growing even more when I hear man yelling behind me. I couldnt hear what they were saying because my own heart beat was louder then anything at the very moment. I haven't felt fear in a very long time and knowing that these people knocked me out with one punch put me over my wall. I was starting to feel burning on my back. I tried to ignore the feeling of burning flush and kept running. I wasn't my mum. It was too late to have her, I was to late to save her. I started crying for my life. The trees seem to be so far away.

When I felt a hand touch my back, just a little. I screamed. My scream was so powerful it was more of a rawr. I felt my body go on fire. I was seeing my scales piping out at its fullest and the steam I know so well, but something was different. My back bone was braking and rebuild itself to something else. I got even more scared. I arched forward and screamed in pain. Something overly huge extended out of my back. Wings. Red fire wings was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.

I didn't blacked out for long. Once I knew my brain was awake again. I jump and punched whoever was carrying me in the face, braking their nose in the process. He curse and looked down at me. I give him another punch and he let me go. Once I was on the ground I give him a small smirk and lunched forward. I didn't make it far when I was stop by a loud, rawr in front of me. I stumbled backwards and fall on to gravel. I looked up to see Four men and One woman standing in a row. All wearing some coloured suit. Blue, Green, Black, Sliver, and Red. I could tell the one in the black suit did the rawr. He looked super pissed. The others not so much.

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