This choice: She suddenly throws her sword, killing the Captain, and makes you a example. • Go Back...Chapter #6Dont Rock the Dragon by: Aerodeth   She does not stop laughing. That's typically a good sign, right? Maybe she's the bold hardass type that's always serious and never laughed a day in her life and her body aint used to a silly thing called 'humor'. Regardless, it IS a good sign, isnt it? Maybe it's sort of a sign that you somehow moved her. Youre hoping that maybe she admires the way you've stood up to her despite having little to absolute zero chance of defeating her and decides to let you go.
"Hahahahah...." Hera put her somewhat scaley hand to her forehead and continued chuckling, "...haha hAHAHAHA! *SNOORT!*" Holy crap. Did smoke just come out of her nostrils when she snorted? "HAAA HAHAHA!!!" she tilted her head back and laughed hard. You gazed horrifically at the set of big shiny razor sharp jaws and long forked tongue barely concealed behind her veil! "Hahaha!! Do I have a reason to fight? Do I... have a reason... to fight?"
Oh dear. Her aura was intensifying even more than earlier. Even some of the surviving knights gave frightened stares at her.
"DO I!" not even looking back, Hera chucks one of her swords over her shoulder... and the flying blade stabs Captain Carpenter right in the chest! "Captain!!" his fellow sailor rushed to his aid, practically clueless out to save their boss while a sword is stuck incredibly deep into his body.
"HAVE A REASON!" Hera threw her other sword right over your head... decapitating one of her own knights a ways away! The dragoness, not giving a ratgirl's ass that she's now unarmed, continued glaring down at you with enlarged slanted pupils and a humored smile.
"TO FIGHT?!" she pulled down the hood of her cloak and undone the ponytail, letting her black hair coated in red streaks down. It took an awful lot of courage to look past her to see the Captain's fellow mates try to resuscitate him while carefully removing the sword, but he was losing a lot of blood really fast. Looks like you not only failed to save the Captain, you've expedited his untimely end!
Worse even, his murderer had her undivided attention to you.
"Such bold ARROGANCE!" she chuckled as she removed her veil... her lovely serene face tarnished by the sadistic reptilic grin, "From simple prey!" You began to back away as her scaley clawed feet scratched through the ground she stomped on. "A delicious little baby mouse with a tongue so fowl! How INTERESTING."
Through the corner of your eye, you could see that poor mother hiding behind shattered debris, hoping she wont be spotted by that unstable dragon descending on you.
"Brave little HERO! *snort!*" she ended her sarcastic commented with another smoking snort, "I DO have a reason to fight!" She undone her black cloak revealing her thin but slightly muscular body clad in a dark sari dress with several little shiny jewel decorations and little insignias of the Witch Queen Empire. Most of her body looked humanish despite a little too pale skin and even paler colored white scales. You really REALLY tried hard not to stare at the way her hips swayed invigoratingly as she walked to you, but even the long smooth yet scaley tail behind her swayed just as energetically.
“My reason is to purge this world of such disgusting arrogance in the face of Law!” big white scaley dragon wings ripped out from Hera’s back. Somehow the two swords seemed less threatening. “and to see such arrogance against Law spouted from an adorable little baby mouse-”
You barely had a microsecond to see the lightning fast uppercut which sent you flying like a football through a goal Plenty of dirt and grass was there to break your fall as you landed with a roll!
“I expect such tongue from these disgusting rat men!” even as you lifted your face from the dirt, you could hear her clear as day! Like the world suddenly gone absolutely silent! You gazed up at the sky to see the dragoness high above you with her wings spread out wide!
“But from an adorable little mouse pup…”
You quickly rolled out of the way of her foot dive… her claws ripped right through the earth that was beneath you! Such is the might of a dragon
“It makes…” she began to twitch as she panted, “something… inside me… BOIL!!!” Like in those old fairy tale stories come to life, with one deep disgruntled exhale, a huge burst of sheer flame erupted from her mouth! Unbelievable. The stories were true. Despite narrowly avoiding the outrageously hot breath of fire, you froze up at the sight of the charred earth and corpses devoured by the flame!
The horrible realization of truth came to mind. If you want to be a hero, THIS is what youre up against! THIS is only a small fraction of what youre up against! Could you honestly stand up to this kind of threat and still call yourself a hero?
Hera snorted again, emitting smoke from her nostrils and kept smirking your way. The next split second a few hundred pounds of scales, claws , teeth, and insanity lunged at you, causing you to tumble in the dirt again. This time, when the roll ended, you found yourself pinned to the ground by your dragoness adversary straddling you! The mixture of incredibly hot flame and potent pheromone tortured your nostrils!
Her claws dug into your arms, resulting in only pain should you dare budge them! Her long slimy tongued licked up the runoff from your bloody neck!
“Ask me again, Mouse pup!!” she panted with anticipation, breathing hot smoldering breath in your faces, “ask me again if I have to reason to fight!" You wanted to tremble, but even that took some nerve and your nerves were shot! Part of you wanted to crawl into a little corner and hide there for the rest of your life. But in your head, you could still see that mother and her baby.
"Do it!" Hera practically begged you to push her further, "Please do it! Do it do it do it DO IT!”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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