The creature ran or maybe it walked as it didn't currently have any legs and had never hurried anywhere before in its life (it never believed it had to because society said there was no danger). He reached his destination, the armoury. Why the city still had the armoury was because of the National value these weapons had. The creature stayed out of the sight of the guards, being careful not to make a sound. Only one of the two guards was awake, though falling asleep. The creature had stuck himself to the wall slowly sliding towards the door keeping its shattered bones distanced so they wouldn't hit against each other and alert the guards to his presence. He slunk into the armoury quiet as a boned slime creature could be. (A/n Picture yourself throwing putty/slime at the wall while it's filled with pringles because some nosy kid came and took your putty/slime while eating Pringles... wait where was I oh yeah)

As he crept through the armoury he saw many treasured armours and weapons but one caught his eyes. It was a steel helmet though it didn't seem as used or valuable as the others in the armoury it seemed to call to him. It called him to pick it up. When he did pick it, it shone in the little light that came into the building. The creature wanted to wear it just for a moment. He lifted it closer to his head. He put it on. After a moment he wasn't sure why he wanted it. He was about to take it off but then all went white.

The guards were sleeping outside when the blinding light broke through their slumbers followed by a loud sound. They rushed to enter but stopped at the sight.

The back wall was barely even a wall anymore. The dust settled and they called for backup.

The creature narrowed his eyes slightly as it flew over the ocean. Was it a windy day or was the creature creating wind with its newfound speed he didn't know and he didn't care. The only thing he cared about was ending the tyranny of the dragon or as he called it now Tylamthe (Ty[rant]-[f]lam[e]-[dea]th-[flam]e (the e is silent)). The speed that he moved at was quick enough to create large waves, which was unfortunate for a seagull sitting on a small island. The creature moved swiftly over land and landed on Tylamthe's island. The island was tropical and the sun was visible but that was unseen as the bones, both solid and ground to dust, and smoke seemed to block out the light leaving only the light of the volcanoes lava and Tylamthe's eyes. It's eyes that seemed so bright to the world were now filled with voracity and revulsion. Though they had always been cruel. Society had seen a light of friendliness that was hiding a darkness of sadistic pleasure.

Tylamthe roared. The roar was so loud and robust that the volcanoes at either side erupted sending molten lava high into the sky where it landed somewhere in Uganda. Tylamthe narrowed its eyes at the creature that dared disturb it.

The creature felt its courage leave it as fear filled its bones. His eyes dilated in dread. Tylamthe came at the creature with the force and speed of a plane. If his bones weren't properly shattered before they sure were now. Thylamthe folded its wings as the momentum carried it and its annoyance a great distance.

The two went over the ocean and islands as the creature fought for consciousness against the g-forces it faced. Then Tylamthe spread its wings and the creature was sent a kilometer away (a/n 3280.84 feet for anyone who doesn't use the metric system). The creature landed with a superhero landing that would make even Deadpool proud. As the dust settled he summoned a sword made of pure energy. He jumped toward the dragon sword in hand one way or another by the end of this one would never see the other again.

(642 words without a/ns 733 with)

(a/n yes I have taken up the cliffhanger route *evil laughter* guess you'll just have to wait till next week *sips readers tears* bleagh little noko made these seem so much nicer. Goodbye till the next chapter)

Published 15/11/2020

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