Mutations

The story beggins

As drew rose out of the rubble he noticed that there were tubes containing blurry humanoid shapes. "Where the hell am I ?" He asked himself. Then he remembered getting knocked out and brought somewhere but he didn't know where he was so he ran out of the cave and reached a clearing and he looked around. "Oh no! The vegetation is too thick for me to pass through!" He said as he investigated the dense brush he noticed that the brush had been woven together. "Who would be weaving branches in a forest?" He said to himself as he scanned the clearing he had a brief warning before something slammed into him and knocked him to the ground and he felt a brief puncturing sensation before he was unconscious. When he awoke he looked around and saw bars holding him. "What the heck where am I?" He said before someone in a tribal mask slammed on the bars with a staff and yelled in gibberish at him. Then he realized that he was in a village like one out of a Cowboys and Indians movie and he saw people slowly emerging to see what the hunter had brought back and as they saw drew they screamed in delight. Then he felt the puncturing sensation again and fell asleep as he woke up he realized the cage was now over a fire! He screamed "let me out!, what is wrong with you people?" As he screamed the chain of vines holding him up lowered him down towards the fire. As his anger built up his scream turned into a primal roar and his skin turned to scales his eyes turned green his teeth sharpened into dagger points and wings erupted from his back and he burned the wooden bars to a crisp and he crashed through the undergrowth covering the top of the camp and he flew and flew for hours until he was a safe distance away from the camp.