Draimon: Fracture: Erasend- Book 1: Deascension

Chapter 16: Outbreak

Hidden between a vast mountain range was the city of Enoite, a sub-city of Enosis; the central hub for Enorians, the smartest of all the Human sub-species. All were working on weapons to destroy Dragons, humanity's greatest threat to their survival. The city was filled with intricate houses, tightly packed together, with each one a marvel of architecture. 

The homes were wooden, every one a unique mix of shapes and angles, many maximizing workspace with the little space each home took up. In one of these homes was a man and his Dragon prisoner.

The room was well lit, sunlight shone through the windows, and a fire was in the corner of the room. In the centre of the room was an earthen skinned Dragon, its height roughly that of the man, though it had a slightly longer neck and a long tail along with claws and teeth. Straps bound the Dragon to a table, a pale crystal attached to a metal arm hoisted above the Dragon. The man, his features strong with purple hair and eyes, sat at his desk observing the Dragon and recording his work in a book.

Log entry 139Ten minutes into test, during the first five minutes, the Dragon fought the restraints, nearly broke them and nearly used its power at several points. My device, a Dragon core drained of its energy, has already shown its use as, despite its best efforts, it could not escape. Five later, it ceased its attempts and instead focused on slow breathing.Note: The breathing may have something to do with it restoring its energy. Consider development to devices to restrict breathing.He stopped for a moment and stared at the earth Dragon bound to his table; he saw its chest rise and fall. He stood up and retrieved a sheet of metal from a corner in his home and placed it over the Dragon's chest.

"Get, your. Revolting hands of me," it snarled, though unsteady breaths.

"What are you going to do about it," he said, taunting it, going back to his desk where controls were. "Pity when your energy is blocked, you can't do anything," confident in his invention, he disabled the crystal by cutting off the power he was running through it. Only for a moment enough for the Dragon to tear itself free and rumble the earth beneath his feet. With the pull of a wooden lever, the crystal reactivated, feezing the Dragon in place. The man laughed in satisfaction, walking up and punching the Dragon to the ground.

"You're the perfect test subject, now back on the table with you." He grabbed hold of the choking Dragon, thrust it to the table, and redid its bindings; the Dragon was unable to fight back. The man wrote his findings in his book, then took out his sawed harvesting blade and moved the control panel near the Dragon.

"Let's see if what I think will be true," in one stroke of his blade, he de-armed the Dragon then disabled the crystal, his eyes widening as a new limb burst from the stump. He let it finish, then reactivated the crystal throwing the severed arm in a container. As the man removed the limb, the Dragon roared in pain and snarled as its instincts forced it to regenerate. The man continued to harvest its limbs, the Dragon's roars growing weaker as he did.

"You are a disgusting kind. Far greedier than precious Dragons," it said through its grunts of pain."Well, we need to be since we are natural."

"There is nothing natural about you," It snarled, the man continuing to harvest its limbs and flesh. After a while, the Dragon could not regenerate as its energy was depleted, the Dragon's brown earthen skin now lighter.