I couldn't hear anybody behind me. But I heard a rustling ahead of me. I slowed down and approached it. As I peeked around the bushes, I saw a dragon. And it looked hurt. One of it's wings was torn, and it looked like it was hurting him a lot. I walked up to him and did my very best to calm him down, soothing him, talking to him, then I asked if I could help him.

I felt something snap inside of me. "Yes, my king. Please help me. I will do whatever my king asks of me."

The voice seemed to come from the dragon. I should have been surprised, but I wasn't at all.

"Alright, I am going to sew your wing back together. It is probably going to hurt, but I want you to try to stay still, alright?" I told him.

"As you wish, my king." He looked ready, so I took out a large needle and leather cord that I had in my bag, because you never know when it might come in handy. I sewed his wing back together and it looked better. "Do you think that you will be able to fly?" He just nodded. "Alright. I would recommend that you rest it if you can. I should really be getting back."

"No, my king. You should come with me. There is another dragon who has taken your role, but he is cruel and demands a lot of everything. Please, my king. You are the rightful king of the dragons, and we need you." He begged.

I sighed. They would all think that I was carried off by a dragon. I nodded. "Alright. I will come with you." He looked happy about that. Then, without saying anything, he picked me up and carried me off.

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He brought me to a cave, that opened up to an underground world. It was filled with dragons, and I felt more at home here that I had ever felt with people. It felt right.

I heard a great roar. "Darkstripe, why have you brought a filthy hooman to our grounds?"

He, Darkstipe, looked down, as though ashamed. "Sir, I-"

"I am your king, and you will address me as such." He roared.

I stepped forward. "Actually, I was under the impression that I was the king here, not you, so back down." As I spoke, I felt a change spread through my body. I knew that I could use the powers of all of the dragons now. I could do anything that I wanted. "Show yourself. Let us decide who is the true king with a fight. To the death."

"I accept those terms. Darkstripe will start the fight." And as he spoke, a giant dragon came forward. He was the one who was talking.

The dragons made a ring around us. "Go." I was not prepared to fight, and I had never been much of a fighter, and a giant dragon was charging at me. I just stood there. Then, right before he got to where I was standing, I reacted. I had no idea what I was doing but it felt right. I tucked and rolled under him and stood up when I was behind him. I jumped up onto his back and run up him. Then I dug my hand in between his scales and froze them. I don't know how, it just happened. I concentrated on pushing the cold to his vital organs. When it reached his heart, he collapsed, dead.

The dragons started what I could only assume was cheering. There was a lot of roaring and stamping the ground. Well, I guess I won, so I was King of all the Dragons.

When I realized that, my body started changing. It hurt, growing a whole new body instantly, and I got exhausted. But the other dragons gave me some energy, and I made it, and now I had something to do.

"Alright. So, first, we need to stop raiding the Vikings. We, they, can't make it much longer, so we will need to start hunting. We will bring everything back, and pile it together. That way, the dragons who can't hunt will be able to get food too. And we will have to stop attacking everybody. That only makes us a target. Only attack if you have very clear and obvious reason and provocation. Alright?" I asked. There was more cheering. I nodded. This was going to be a good time.