《The Nest (TOME 6 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》


 Crash

    The journey was terribly long. 18 hours drive from Lyon to Randers in Denmark then take the ferry, reach Stockholm and finally cross over and reach Helsinki. Down there, take a small propeller plane and join the Arctic Circle. In a lost town, there was Dad''s workshop that produced paper in his paper refinery. Trees and hundreds of tons of wood were reduced to pulp and then laminated in huge calendars with huge rollers and presses. The entire small town was employed by Dad, or 2/3 of the local population.


    Christmas holidays were sacred and everyone had to participate.


    Mom was in the paper roll business and Dad in production. My future was all set....................................................................................................................................................


    The plane was strangely stable for its size. The pilot was gentle with the controls and made sure to shake us as little as possible. He was a handsome guy. I was the only passenger and he had a dog and mail bags with him. There was no choice but this little plane. But every year we had the same pilot. He flew over the beautiful corners to please me and passed over a nudist beach every year to make me laugh. His name was Hans.


    Heater, look, the lakes are frozen and it''s minus thirty here! You see the white plate there? it''s the ice pack and if it''s minus 30 for a month, the road is open to the sea to go directly from Finland to Sweden.


    He looked down to the left, but I saw something, a monster coming at us on our right:


    "Hans, watch out!!!!!!!! Crashh Grooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"


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    iiiiiiiiiiiiiiNNNNNNNNNNN (nose-down engine noise)SLah, propeller explodes


    The right wing is missing and claws are tearing the cabin off.


    The tail of the plane is torn off and behind my seat, the void.


    I look under my seat to see if there is a parachute but not the time. A spurt of blood is spilled on me, Hans is torn in half by gigantic claws.


    An eye looks at me and full of fangs


    No!!


    Noooonn:


    noooooooooooo!


    The aircraft does not touch the ground but is transported crushed as it is in the air


    I shout for help! I want to free myself but my feet are severed and trapped by the crushed cockpit. The engine overreaches and the propeller pieces end up hurting the monster''s leg and, in rage, he throws the cabin with me trapped inside towards a cave.


    I was ejected but mortally wounded from the plane and fell into a nest with eggs.


    My head is against an egg. My blood is spurting on it and my strength is leaving me. My neck must be broken, I can hardly breathe and I can''t move. The egg was pale compared to the other coloured eggs. I was in a cave made of lava or schist stone, but I didn''t really know.


    The cave was gigantic and growls of large predators were heard. There were several of these monsters that shot down my plane.


    Strangely, I was not suffering and I was thinking back to an old African legend that said that if you died eaten by a lion, you had a good chance of reincarnating as the one who ate you.


    The eggs were coloured and covered with scales. They were wandering life, but the one I was leaning against had nothing.


    The beast had finished shredding the cabin and had extracted the body of poor Hans.


    She took the carcass and went to throw it away with her wings and left no trace of the plane in the cave. Then she came towards me and I was waiting for the coup de grace.


    Maybe since I had grabbed an egg, she wouldn''t do anything. Then I heard crock behind me and the egg was covered with blood. As my neck was broken, I didn''t feel anything but the monster had cut me in half. He was swallowing my legs and my lower half.


    The cold and the night came quickly. But it was morning... And where we were it was 6 months of day and 6 months of night. I only understood at the last second. It wasn''t dark. I was dying.


    I felt pressure on my head and jerks in my back and crackles and teeth noises..... Then, the black...........

 You monster, I hate you!

    I was sleeping, floating and feeling good.


    I dreamt it was Christmas and we celebrated all this together. Dad used to dress like Santa Claus and all his friends like elves. It was fun. It was fun. But after the meal and the party was over, it was the snowmobile rally.


    Ah, I loved it!


    We were going faster and faster and faster. Dad! Dad! Dad, faster, faster, faster but we slipped and crashed into a tree and CRACK


    It''s all dark, and a crack of light has appeared. I''m awake but I''m suffocating and I can''t breathe. It jams me and it clashes. The tree must have fallen on us.


    Crack and I fall out of the cell where I was and instead of being in the forest next to the snowmobile, I am in a cave next to the colored eggs.


    Nooo......... it wasn''t a dream.


    I''m scared! I''m scared!


    Crac. The other eggs also open and monsters come out!


    It''s stuffy in here. But there''s a big hot rock on me.


    Ah, it''s moving! It''s the monster, I''m under his wing! A dark green head looks at me joyfully. But the mouth is full of teeth.


    She''s getting closer. Nooo.


    A huge tongue wipes me off. And I''m shaking with fear. She''s the one who attacked the plane. How do I know it''s a female?


    Between two licks, I look at myself to see my wounds.


    No, please, it''s not me!


    I-I-I-I... with. My hands, where are my hands? I have 2 clawed fingers, one thumb and the rest are wings. My other fingers are lying abnormally long.


    My head, I have horns! HORNS!!!!!!!


    ahahhaah (I''m shaking and shocked)


    I have a long neck, a tail and wings, I''m like that monster!


    I have just been reborn. That shit killed me! And I don''t know how she did it, but I ended up in the egg.


    Yes, that''s right! the egg is colored green, like me, it was pale before. He must have absorbed me when I died! It''s the only explanation.


    I''m her child now.


    You monster, you destroyed my life! I hate you, I hate you!


    His eyes are terrible. What a size! It must be about 20 meters long.


    I have 2 brothers or sisters who have just been born.


    The dragon then leaned over to the other 2 newborns and licked them.


    We had reserves of albumin against our bellies at our belly button and we were too weak to move.


    We started to breathe and swelled like air mattresses, the air and water and Mom''s albumin and saliva were absorbed by our skin and tissues, swollen and stuffed. Two hours later we were three times the size of the egg and I was almost the size I was as human as I was.


    We were asleep and the three of us fell asleep, brooded by the dragoness. I''ll say mother for her and mum for the human.


    I could smell the beast and the smell was terrible. My mother smelled like a wild animal too! It was unbearable.


    We were in a kind of nest made up of branches, human bones and skins and jackets that covered the nest in layers.


    I recognized my jacket on the wall of the nest.


    I felt that my new life would not be as pink as before. I don''t have the courage! I don''t have the courage! I want to die! I can''t go on like this!


    Mother felt that something was wrong. My eyes were full of emotions too sophisticated for my newborn age. My movement, my gait, the way I oriented my head and especially my body awareness was something impossible for a newborn baby. She turned her head towards me and hugged me. She rubbed her cheek against my head like a mother does with her baby. Except here reptiles don''t breastfeed.


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    They exchange heat, keep their young on them, bring them prey to finish and teach them to kill and then teach them to hunt and stay motionless for hours.


    But here it''s a dragon and it''s very, very different. He''s a super predator and at least as smart as a human being. And that''s what I was most afraid of.


    Keep a low profile and don''t provoke her, don''t provoke others.


    The worst part was that I felt nothing for them, and only hatred for her. I had to hide it absolutely. Although....If I provoked her, maybe she''d kill me... and I''d get out of this nightmare, I hope. Maybe if there hadn''t been the egg, I''d be in the dark for all eternity?


    A second chance? I don''t know, but I''m too scared to try. I''m still afraid of death...


    Maybe I''ll find happiness otherwise? To have my body returned to me? I doubt it....


    Tears were flowing abundantly from my eyes.


    Mother saw it right away and tried to comfort me.


    "Groa?"


    She licked me until I stopped crying, thinking I was comforted. In fact, I couldn''t take it anymore and my sadness was replaced by the annoyance.


    My brothers and sisters, unable to see the difference, began to devour their shells. I was hungry but my emotions were stronger than my instincts.


    I did like them and discovered that I had famous teeth. I felt like a velociraptor.


    In the meantime:


    Karine received a phone call from Fran?ois. The plane didn''t arrive and they''re a day late. I called the control tower and they said they left yesterday morning.


    "Honey, I''m afraid there''s been an accident."


    Indeed, one minute later, the police arrived at Dad''s company and asked the visitors to leave because they had sad news to tell my father.


    "Sir, can we call you Fran?ois? Sit down.! Sit down"!


    A policewoman friend of my father''s held his hand.


    "Fran?ois, you must have guessed it, right? There was an accident with Heater. The plane was found in small pieces and, given the condition, it must have exploded in the middle of the flight. Only the pilot''s and Heater''s feet were found. The explosion must have been violent to leave so little. We found the black box and they were looking at something downstairs and we heard Heater''s scream saying attention a big bird then iiii then a crash. the black box was in the tail of the plane and it was cut in half in mid-flight. It must have exploded on impact. I''m sorry, I''m sorry. We will do some research to find the remains but the area is wild, full of bears and wolves and, unfortunately, we will not be able to put much in the coffin. You will have to be strong, Francois."


    He got up and shouted HEATER! my little HEater... AH AH AH AH AH AAAAA... by collapsing to his knees.


    Karin arrived a few hours later and they sobbed and collected all the memories that were linked, objects that I loved, books they searched my computer from top to bottom to find my friends and classmates and those who were harassing me at school too. They had to pay because they will have a future and I won''t.


    It was heartbreaking.


    Fortunately, I didn''t see this scene, I''d be even more angry.


    Slowly my alumina bag is resorbing and my stomach is drying. I will be able to move.


    A blow, a tear and it''s the end of the infection, anemia and slow death, often because of the smell of blood, my brothers or sisters could eat me alive, little by little... horror!


    I had a plan: find my mobile phone and send a text message to help! I was unable to get any sound out except for squeaks and KKRr and fssss, to blow.


    I had to finish my shell before the others attacked mine. It was a race against time for the one who would grow the fastest to devour others. I understood it by looking at their cruel little eyes.


    We didn''t talk but non-verbal communication is very high in reptiles and they always manage to make themselves understood without pushing a sound.


    Please let the battery hold!


    Where is Mother? She''s no longer in the cave!.. Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, we looked at each other jealously. The scene was becoming comical! But it was far from that! As I crunched, I could see they were looking at my shell. I was almost at the end and so were they.


    Get a weapon, quick! Yes, a pointed stick in the nest. I manage to extract it and the other 2 look at me surprised, not grasping the threat.


    Crunch Crunch, crunch. One of them comes up to my shell and wants to bite into it and bang, a blow with a stick on the snout.


    He began to moan and hid behind the other newborn.


    Seeing the other frightened, he reared up and squeezed against the other, in a ball. They were afraid of me! That was the expected effect. He climbed on it and almost fell out of the nest.


    I have to be careful or Mother will punish me!


    I put the stick back in place but within reach.


    On the wall, I saw 2 split eyes looking in my direction. I thought it was the cave wall, but it was dragon eyes, not mother''s eyes. Father??? Brother? ,????


    They turned to the black and from there I saw other huge yellow eyes open and look at me.


    Had I committed a crime?


    Now, I''m sure, many adults live here. It''s a monster nest, a monster nest. A horror!


    All our actions were monitored in a visible and invisible way. They''re more than beasts, they''re demons...


    Help! Help! Help! Muuuum, darling!!!!!


    zz zzz! zz zzz! zz zzz, the mobile phone is in the pocket but I don''t know if the monster will come in or not! I have to do this in secret, without the others seeing.


    I decide to turn it off to save the battery and slide it deep into the nest, out of reach of the other 2 who might try to taste what I touch, thinking it''s food.


    Then all of a sudden,


    FLAP


    mother goes down and puts her huge legs on either side of the nest. and says dragon:


    Mommy give food!


    The other two try to breathe as if by reflex and repeat. I did the same.


    "MMMMMM dddndn mmaagggrrr!"


    Too early, too hard.


    She spit out of her throat a rabbit that drooled on each of us. It was disgusting. He looked like he was caught in an oil spill and smelled like oil. She blew and the rabbit caught fire!


    "Eat"!


    She took the rabbit and rubbed our snout with it so that we could recognize the smell:


    "Rabbit!"


    She licked us and by reflex, our mouths opened like little birds and even I couldn''t resist the instinct of survival. I could feel the rabbit slipping into my mouth, and sliding like a boa along my throat and down to the bottom of my stomach.


    I had a disgusting heart up high.(vagal reflex)


    Then she looked at my snout and the snout of the one I had hit and there was a tiny drop of blood.


    She scolded me with her eyes: "Not hit brother! OKAY?"


    I knew he was my brother now.


    I had always dreamed of having a little or big brother but not a scaly one.


    So that''s how our second day went. Happiness for them, but suffering for me. Besides, I was pretty pretty and now I''m hideous.

 3rd day

    I woke up first, the others slept, carefree. Maybe I should have forgotten... Maybe I would have been happier. For me it was just a nightmare.


    A ordeal. I was a martyr.


    I was the offspring of my executioner. Worse than a child forcibly married to a pedophile.


    I cried all the time. I had rage and sadness. My head was leaning on its side against the wall of this cursed nest. I was looking at the ceiling and the edges. My vision was stronger and everything in me was getting stronger every moment. Unfortunately for me, he had not forgotten the blow to the snout and his cruel and calculating little eyes were spying on me and watching my every move, so that he could denounce me to his mother. Maybe I had this idea, but I was blinded by hatred. My murderous aura exuded from me and when I had a flare-up, mother felt it instantly and looked at me.


    I felt that something was wrong between the two of us. And immediately after that look, I saw my brother wincing like a mean smile and mocking the style "you are going to taste, my dear".


    GRRRRRRRRRRR I said to him, I didn''t expect to growl and have so much anger. I didn''t know myself like that! That wasn''t me there!


    I had to resist and stay me.


    My name is Heater, I am 14 years old and I go to high school in Lyon and Parhallty in Finland. I''m half French and half Finnish. I am blonde, I have a boyfriend Eric, a geek and I love online role-playing games, I also like growing exotic plants and making mini flower terrariums and garden and greenhouse decorations. In Finland, for that you need greenhouses and lamps for light.


    Whew, I haven''t forgotten anything, I don''t think.


    We got our morning hug and our rabbit. It''s that damn reflex again. I resisted but I was rewarded with a tremor and a cramp in my jaw. It was dangerous! I had to keep my only defense!


    I couldn''t take the horrible taste of oil.


    Then the horror came.


    Mother grabbed us and forca opened with food our mouth and she built directly into our open mouth. A large size claw was plugged into our mouth and up to our throat and she transferred her stomach to us.


    She was puking into us.


    It was disgusting above all. My stomach was swelling.


    Wow, it looks like I''m being transferred vomit.


    I feel like I''m being forced to put the gas pump hose in my mouth and being stuffed to death.


    She stopped as soon as our stomach was distended.


    I smelled like oil, I had a lot of it on me, I was like a lot of tar.


    I was sobbing. I wanted to get it over with. I tried to climb out of the nest to save myself or to end my days but my belly was so dense that I felt like I was full of lead.


    Mother caught us in her mouth one by one and put us in a stone bowl that smelled like excrement and a small stream ran down the stone.


    She told us: "Let go" and the others understood and defecated. It was awful. Then they rethought their anuses themselves. The show was disgusting! As they pushed their cloaca, we guessed their sex. It was 2 males and I was the only female. Fortunately, I didn''t have to have a sex change too, although in nature it can be terrible.


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    I couldn''t take it anymore!


    Kill me! Kill me!


    I offered my throat to the other two who, to my amazement, were not trying to kill me. They licked me for the first time.


    Amazing! Oh yes, mother was looking at it at the time but she seemed angry at me because I was showing a sign of weakness.


    Mother:" My name is Akulatraxas and you are my darlings and darling, I love you with all my heart and you will call me Mother or Mother.


    I''m sorry to force-feed you, but it''s my parents'' tradition, and so on. You don''t understand me yet, but it''s going to come on its own.


    You, sweetie, I''m going to call you Wistala because you''re a green ice cream variant, you AuRon, because you''ll turn yellow and you...RuGaard because you''ll be more red.


    You must absorb the pitch of fire. You will be subjected to the test of fire in a moon. I would like to convey my resistance to you. A dragon that does not resist fire is not a dragon and must be eliminated. No exemption!


    As soon as she had finished her sentence, we were carried like straw fetuses and stuffed with pitch... but this time it was worse.


    There were solid pieces. And something got stuck between two teeth. I''m sure it''s a gross thing.


    we hung like water bomb balloons.


    Our bellies were stretched the same way.


    she''d throw us to the ground and we''d explode 100% sure.


    I began to pray to all the saints that this nightmare would stop.


    I wanted to vomit but I didn''t control my body like when I was human. Reflexes and automatisms.


    Perhaps an evolutionary trait of this species.


    When I had some freedom of movement, I tried with my 3 clawed fingers to reach the stuck thing but I couldn''t because of the wing membrane.


    I said dragon but we are wyverns.


    At the end of the tail, I had an elongated ball and a long retractable needle. A stinger!


    What a horror, here I am, a scorpion on top of that!!!!!


    I bet the others don''t realize what it is!


    I took a sharp piece of wood and managed to loosen the thing.


    BEUARGHHH!


    I made my first roar of anger!


    GRAU!


    Mother turned around with joy and kissed me with her disgusting tongue.


    "Swallow" she said, "It''s gold and very rare, it strengthens the scales"


    It was a human finger with his wedding ring still on it.


    I fell backwards, into the faint.


    I was dreaming about my boyfriend Eric again.


    I went to his house and he had just received his brand new 4 pro playstation with the VR headset.


    Great, he tells me, I have a second one for you! we''re going to have a ski race! My mom loved Eric very much and she gave me pies and cakes that she made so we could have a good time together. I liked Eric a lot but we stopped at kissing on the lip, not a tongue pass.


    Then Eric kissed me and it was the tongue and then THE FORCE FEEDING, I woke up, angry, mother puking into us.


    "Now for the best pieces! It came out and there was snow outside, a storm as the wind and blizzard blew into the cave. We were not at the entrance, we could guess the light but it was hot there, a fire well being installed there.


    Mother then brought back frozen pieces with clothes on them and I recognized my arm and head.


    She bit them and it made a noise that gave me a shiver that I will never forget.


    My head was still wearing the woolen hat that Mom had knitted for me.


    I began to moan at the horror I saw and was about to suffer.


    I burst into tears and could say a first word: "no! no! no,,,,"


    Mother was surprised, always chewing on my head bones from my previous body. "Mmh, how good, the young bipedal female for her Wistala" Crunch, croc, grinds...


    say "Ahhhh, open your mouth and be a nice dragon!" asked the monster.


    Come on, "Say Mom!"


    Me: "MMM MMOsTre"


    Come on, it''s almost like that!


    Me: "Mmaaster"! (monster!)


    Come on, that''s good, to reward yourself because you look more awake than your brothers you''ll get the first pot.


    She forced me with her mouth open.


    "Come on, don''t be difficult, you''ll like it, it''s the best part, the brains..."


    UUURGHHHH


    And she fills my stomach by force-feeding. I tasted myself and wondered how God could or creation let such a monster live.


    "Come on, Wistala, be brave, you have to become like Mommy.!"


    We grew up abnormally fast.


    We weren''t animals, but we were monsters!


    How did she do it? How could the hunters or the police or the army not have killed such a terrible monster.


    She and my brothers, I have to kill her! It''s no longer possible!


    And then these eyes and the other creatures. These are nightmares too.


    I''m going to wake up, pinch my cheek, bite my tongue. No! The nightmare continues.


    I feel like I''m being nurtured by Freddy Kruger!


    Mom, Dad, Eric, help!

 Im fire!

    Two weeks of hell. I was now twice my size. Our strength increased tenfold and we arrived at a moment that I will never forget.


    Han, one more effort and I''m at the edge of the nest. We were fat and we oozed fat from everywhere. It''s like someone made us swallow a fryer. My scales shone, shone, shone. From a dragon point of view they were beautiful... A questionable point of view.


    Mother used to nurture us most of the time and we didn''t suffer from the cold.


    She came down from the nest and talked to us.


    We were supposed to understand at least half of what she was saying. That was all I had. Telling her monster instead of mother was a bad idea, considering my hell, I can''t imagine there''s anything worse.


    "I have fattened you up so that you can withstand the cold. Did you see that the fire is out? You will now be one with fire."


    She pulled us out of the nest, one by one and put us on the pyromaniac stone.


    She caught us by surprise after a hug. And pure oil was injected under pressure into my throat. And at the end of the injection, she ignited the oil in me.


    Aaaaaaaaargh. I''m burning from the inside out.


    My chest swells with the gas burns.


    "Endure! "


    The pain was excruciating, indescribable, the feeling of drinking a Burgundian fondue.


    "Spit out the fire now"


    I spit this whole thing out and a spray of flame spear came out of the mouth.


    Fwiiish, it did. But I was still burning inside.


    "It still burns in it, but it''s the useless flesh that disappears. This creates your fire barrier. The burn will allow your fire pocket to generate the flammable liquid and the magic to be transferred into your breath. You can also leave your emotions and messages by fire. You will be able to read a burn, such as a territory mark or a warning or intention.


    I am proud of you, my dragons. Thus the feeding is finished."


    But I was burning inside, I was consumed by rage. The revenge for making me eat my own body. I remember the texture of my woolen cap that passed through my throat, the poor child''s hair.


    That monster was eating children!


    No doubt about it.


    I had the misfortune to meet his eyes at that moment.


    "What''s wrong, darling? Why are you looking at Mom like that? You''ve been staring at me meanly all the time! You know Mom loves you!"


    I turned my head in despair, his unsustainable look. I couldn''t like that thing, it was impossible, yet it did everything a mother hen did with her cubs. She was taking care of us.


    I was torn apart.


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    If I had forgotten, if only I had forgotten....


    "Tell Mommy in your words..."


    She insisted and wanted an answer.


    The only one that came out was:


    "Kill me!"


    Tears sprang from her eyes.


    "My poor little girl! I didn''t know you were in that much pain. Mom will try to be gentler with you. Give Mommy a chance, okay?"


    I had a hiccup and a sheaf of flames coming out to the side.


    "Oh, that''s good, you''re a real dragon. I''m proud of you!" But at that moment she felt through my flame a part of feelings of hatred. My flame was particularly hot and burning. The stone that came into contact exploded by thermal shock."


    "Wow, what anger, I wouldn''t want to get your breath when you''re an adult."


    She rested me delicately in the nest.


    My two brothers were suffering martyrdom. They didn''t digest their fire well.


    One of them grabbed my leg and rubbed his head against it so that I could support him in this ordeal.


    I had a distant look. I couldn''t love them. It was too much for me.


    He licked my paw. I let myself be carried away, with a haggard look.


    It was terrible that smell of burning all the time...


    I was exhaling and I had smoke coming out of my nostrils


    I now had a fire in me. Forever.!


    The advantage is that we were no longer cold. My rage must have made me stronger. It didn''t hurt anymore, but I knew I was burning. The others were suffering martyrdom. They were moaning and the only word they could say was "mama"


    I came out of the nest on my own and wanted to explore the cave.


    Mother got in my way.


    "Ehh, already worse? Where are you going like that?"


    I replied: "Fear of burning nest, fire too strong!"


    She understood and laughed.


    "Ah, my little one! Already in a hurry to discover the world. Mom understood. You speak well, you''re smart! I''m proud to have a dragon like you."


    And she hugged me. I got into the game....for my survival.....


    I just hope my hypocrisy isn''t discovered before the rescue...


    I didn''t care if I was placed in a zoo or a cage. I wanted to be everywhere but here.


    My color was slowly turning to red and white. My legs and wings remaining on the green.


    I changed colors in cycles.


    Mother let me walk around the nest a little while she watched the other two.


    We were in a long cavity, at the back and the entrance was above and we had to climb a slippery wall.


    In the same room, there was the "release" and the fire well.


    The smell was unbearable in here. In the background I could see a bone-shaped storage room. It was full of decaying corpses.


    And when it stank too much, mother would burn by blowing on it to melt the bones...Then she placed my brothers next to me and said:


    "You can play, I''ll hunt a little. Stay here and don''t fall into the fire pit. I took the opportunity to explore the cave and find interesting things. There was a pile of jackets and mixed skins. Apparently Mother didn''t differentiate between preys and humans. A skin, a jacket, it was the same for her.  On the woods, I found a hunting rifle and ammunition in a sling with a putrefied human stocking.


    "Sorry," I told the corpse, and took the gun and stashed it in the nest at the base.Then I searched the jackets and found 2 mobile phones. I didn''t know the pin code but for emergencies it had to work again. The hull was solar rechargeable. Great, I can save a little time. I took the stuff I stashed but in another place.


    I found a stone that was wobbly and dug behind it to make a cache and stashed it all over it. I soaked my urine in the place to mask the smell of the equipment.


    I looked over my shoulder and I didn''t see any eyes.Whew, even if they saw me, I was just a dragonette playing with rocks.my brothers were stupid, well, not too stupid, they had to learn, that''s all.


    On the other hand, what worried me was that there was no network, not a single bar!  My backup plan was falling apart. I had to find something else. Mother arrived with 2 sheep and 2 deer alive.


    She dropped them in front of us:"Bon app¨¦tit my darlings! I''ll show you once! "


    She grabbed the sheep with her lower leg, spreading her wings to keep the balance and, with a blow of her teeth, she slit the sheep''s throat. She then beheaded him by taking his head in his jaw and CRUNCH, the head burst in his mouth, spilling all the juice on the ground, running away between her teeths.


    She thought back her lips and said, "These fruits of the earth (She spoke of sheep as seafood), I love it! It''s your turn!"


    It was a massacre and the animals screamed chewing and scratching and various lacerations.  One of the dragons grabbed the whole deer and tried to swallow it alive from behind.


    He shook the beast in all directions and hit his skull against the rocks until his skull pealed against the stones.The other was lying dying, next to the breathless dragon, full of hair and skin flakes of the poor skinned deer alive.


    Mother looked at me severely: "So, your turn! You have to do it!"


    I took the deer using my "hands" and stroked the beast to reassure it and massaged its neck. It irritated mother and suddenly I broke her neck by turning her head 180 degrees.


    She will not suffer like this!I stuck my teeth in his neck like a vampire and the warm blood deliciously entered my mouth. I say deliciously, but it disgusted me to the highest degree, but I preferred this a million times more than to relive a single moment of force-feeding.


    Mother:" A perfect death in a gentle and painless way! You should torture your prey more! You have to stress them a lot before killing them, their flesh tastes better, it''s stronger too and you absorb more of their essence, which boosts us and makes us stronger. Come here, I''ll give you a hug."


    I obey but without any real obligation."Come to Mommy dear!"Grrrrrrr.........

 The shaman

    Finland, Kilpisj?rvi, My home village, near Paralahti (not to be confused with Lahti near Helsinki)


    This village was located very far north, near the Norwegian border and one of the few mountainous places in Finland, known as a flat country.


    The search to find our remains was unsuccessful and my feet were put in the coffin with clothes and underwear that I had so that I would still have a grave.


    My mother was devastated and kept thinking over and over again about my message "the big bird"


    But what bird could drop a plane?... especially here! apart from breaking a propeller, drilling a cockpit in the windows, we should have found lots of feathers... but he had none!


    Mom was determined to find the culprit. She received Eric and hugged each other very tightly throughout the funeral ceremony. The pilot''s family was there too. My mother didn''t blame them because she knew he had paid with his life too and it wasn''t his fault. A collision occurred in mid-air. It wasn''t a piloting error. Besides, he was an acquaintance of the family, not a friend but a friend.


    The two mothers cried and the fathers were serious, their beard frosted with tears that they had hidden but that turned out to be frostbite.


    The wind blew and froze to the bones and burying in frozen ground was a challenge.


    The Christian rites were followed by shaman rites and then the shaman stopped suddenly and turned to the mother.


    "Your daughter is still alive! I can feel it. She''s hurt and calling for help! She''s a prisoner of the ice monster."


    Mom: "But her feet are here!"


    Shamane:" I know it, but she prays and calls for help. She is hurt and suffering and she is afraid. The mountain monster guards her prisoner. Spirits never lie. Keep hope, ma''am."


    Karin Shouted :"   Fran?oiiiiss What if the shaman was right??????????? What if she had garotted her feet? And would be a prisoner of an animal or a sadist? Do something, I beg you."


    He compressed Karin in his chest and said: "If there was any hope..... my poor girl " and he turned to the shaman: "Why do you torment her? You see well..."


    Shaman:" I am blind but I see you. You want to protect Karin and you think she''s crazy, but I heard Heater''s screams and cries and prayers. In her prayers, she begs: "Kill me! So much she suffers" Didn''t she have a little sister Lucie? who drowned under the ice? at 3 years old? "She prays to join Lucie"


    Fran?ois was shocked.


    "How do you know that? No one but the family knows about this! Heater was only 5 years old when it happened."


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    Shaman: "Spirits never lie. You will find your daughter again. But her appearance will be changed. But don''t worry, you are her family and she loves you too! Be prepared to face heavy hardship if you want to find her again. "


    Fran?ois: "What, it''s a spirit now?"


    Shaman, oh no, her heart is beating and blood is still flowing through her veins right now. She''s on the side of the living, but she''s how to say, disfigured... deformed and burned...


    Karin: "Oh my God, my treasure........ Eric, come and help us find Heater soon"


    Karin: "Shaman, shaman, can you ask the spirits where she is?"


    She started with her 2 daughters to do an Eskimo dance and hit all three drums.


    The three drums of the lord of the underworld that gave men enough to heat, feed and survive on the surface of the earth before returning to the world of the underworld, underground.


    Bam Bam bam bam " Ayaallaa k¨¦ ll¨¦¨¦l. "Bam bam bam bam bam then her eyes turned blue and she and her 2 daughters looked west.


    Then they shouted in horror: "The mountain monster saw us! Let''s flee! Too late, the fire the fire the fire, it''s misty" and their eyes caught fire and instead of their eyes, ashen holes. Their eyes all three of them were burned and they were in critical condition.


    A helicopter ambulance was dispatched to the site but they never arrived at the hospital. The helicopter was found crashed and the bodies were cut in half, the upper part missing. The pilot was found. When the police wanted to notify the shaman''s family, the wooden house was in ashes, the family with.....


    Karin became scared and began to believe the poor shaman who had disappeared with her 2 daughters.


    Francis now was in doubt. Something was not normal. The shredded plane, now, the ambulance and the upper part of the body missing.


    The police made a silicone mould of the wounds and instead of seeing traces of cuts, they were teeth, mouldings of teeth And the mouldings corresponded to the tears on the helicopter cabin and then on the remains of the plane.


    What monster would have shredded a plane like that. No one understood and the investigators closed the file for lack of evidence.


    Back home, Eric spent several hours searching the internet for information but nothing convincing except that disappearances around the mountains were more frequent these days. More bear and predator attacks than usual.


    He put it on a map and all the disappearances made a circle around a mountain range in wild reserves.


    Only an extinct species could do that, but it would take a cryptozoologist to do such an investigation.


    A patriot would be welcome and he looked for one. Ah, Tempere University in the south. They have scientists and zoologists.


    Eric took pictures of the casting and bites and sent it to one of Tempere''s teachers, Professor Ingmar, originally from L''Oulu in the north. His hobby being hunting, he should be interested. He was also president of a big game hunting club and organized expeditions to the far north.


    The reaction was not long in coming.


    Riing, made the phone call.


    "Hello, Ingmar on the line."


    Hello Professor, I''m Karin, Heater''s mother who was in the plane crash two weeks ago. The shaman and her two daughters had their eyes cremated in front of us and they were cut in half and the helicopter was destroyed. the authorities made casts and my daughter''s last word on the black box was: "watch out for the big bird" then nothing, crash. The aircraft would have been shredded in the middle of the flight. When I look at the casting and the traces on the metal, it''s not an explosion, it''s claws.


    THE shaman said she was trapped by the mountain monster and the three of them were looking in the same direction before their eyes were incinerated.


    You are our only hope, find my daughter or her remains. I''ll pay whatever it takes."


    Ingmar:" I hope it''s not a scam, otherwise it will cost you a lot of money! I''m taking the night train and preparing what it takes now to launch an expedition."


    I request a deposit of 10,000 euros with proof of payment now to see if you are serious about the request. If you cancel, the university will refund you in full.


    A titanic man stood up. He alone represented the power of a hunter, a force of nature. His hands were so big that he could put anyone''s head in his palm.


    He made a few phone calls and raised his voice several times and put his old Mercedes away at home. This poor car had 1,700,000 km on its meter. More than just a semi-trailer. At home, he loaded a pickup truck with large drums with heavy and investigative equipment and a mobile phone tracker. Indeed, even when switched off, and when the mobile phones were switched off when they received a radar wave, they sent back an ultra weak echo.


    But this antenna was designed to find these echoes and locate them.


    Ingmar: "Poor children, he said to himself! This time I got you, you monster!" and he took the portrait of his missing wife with him, kissed her and put the frame back in his backpack.


    "I will avenge you, I promise!"


    And Ingmar closed some luggage. Exited and loaded his pickup onto the night train. The last car used to transport the vehicles.


    the train rushed into the night. A dotted light pierced the mist and darkness of the forests and lakes that constelted this very wild country. Even from the station, in the north you could hear the wolves howling, perhaps looking for a snack on a deserted platform. That''s why Finns were often armed.

 I, Wistala!

    AuRon and RuGaard insisted that I play with them.


    As I had nothing else to do, I picked up some wood that was lying around and made a fire by blowing on it. I started roasting the spare ribs and the leg I had saved from my deer and pulled the skin and emptied the guts that I put in the "slacker (WC)".


    I couldn''t stand it when they licked their anuses like that. It disgusted me as much as force-feeding. I was deformed, monstrous, but I wanted to keep my dignity! I washed as I could with unused stones, pieces of skin or simply branches.


    Of course, nothing escaped Mother''s acerbic gaze.


    Auron and RuGaard came to me and asked me to taste my cooked meat and, unlike the hand loops where it was every man for himself, I finally gave in and gave them each a piece. We ate on the count of three. But what was obvious was that I was in front of the fire SIT on a stone and I used my wings - hands. whereas AurRon and RuGaard were lying down and instead used their hind legs for everything and leaned on their wings. Basically they always used the hind legs as "hands" and I always used the opposite.


    Mother didn''t say anything. She was thinking in a void and then, all of a sudden, she roared!


    ROOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!


    We crashed to the ground, terrified.


    "You''ll see, you shaman! If you can talk to spirits, I can silence them! I''m also a shaman! You''ll see what a wizard dragon is like!


    Her head shone at the level of her horns and she blew into the void of the terrible flames


    "HERE, TAKE THIS! YOU AND YOU TOO!"


    6 small dots in the void burned like candles and fell to the ground like burnt mites.


    ROOAAAR and she took off like a fury. FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP


    Whew, she''s gone!


    I took advantage of it that they didn''t pay attention (Auron and RuGaard), I took out the mobile phone and arrived at the entrance of the cave. I climbed the slippery rock and turned on the mobile phone.


    I typed a text message:


    MOM, HELP ME, I''M TRAPPED IN A CAVE.


    WATCH OUT FOR THE MONSTER!


    "Message sent!"


    Quickly cut! And hide! I put it in my mouth and to be sure, it was covered with urine and charcoal so that it would look like a stone and not attract attention. I pretended to practice flying.


    My brothers who watched me all the time imitated me.


    So I played hide and seek with them, and that''s how we spent the time. I didn''t blame them. They were not vicious by nature, I think, or so I hope. Because if I''m going to spend a long time with them, we might as well be happy. I''ll try to teach them a little kindness and pity unlike our bully mother.


    I thus cleared the sharp stones at the base of the inclined plane and thus cleared a kind of access road where our claws could cling to the roughness of the rock and thus climb the inclined plane.


    I spread my wings and jumped to try to glide and cushion my fall.


    I quickly understood that the tail was to be used as a pendulum. So, at first we would run down the tail rubbing against the inclined plane to keep our balance.


    After dozens and dozens of tries, I was starting to get the hang of it. It was necessary to use and strengthen the vents at the end of the tail. It was not going well because there was a need for a minimum speed. We would stall every time.


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    Then I arrive and glide without touching the wall and Mother arrives at that moment at the entrance.


    she congratulates me on being the first to get high.


    "You are strong Wistala! You''ll be like your mother then, a great big dragon!"


    I bowed my head in submission and terror!


    "Don''t be afraid, my Wistala! I''ll always be here! To protect yourself. It''s time you learned to fly and save yourself. We are in danger! Bipedal predators could be looking for us. We must remain hidden and eliminate any threats."


    She threw three human torsos into the cave.


    "This is what it costs when you''re too curious."


    I recognized the shaman of our village and her 2 children! I knew them, I played with them!, they were my friends! Why Why? Why?


    I started crying! And my grief was not hidden:


    "Mother, why did you kill? Why "and I approached the children and..


    "Ah, you have luxury tastes! Wistala! He''s the best there is. Here,"


    and she threw what was left of Vilja, my friend. She still had her coat on her, her guts hanging out of the jacket.


    "Eat it! It''s your gift for flying. The other two will be satisfied with guts."


    Beuaargh!


    "Noooon, don''t do that! "


    Mother: "BUT! WISTALA!,"  obviously angry! "They tried to find us to send hunters! They are our enemies! You have to eat them to take their strength!


    If you don''t eat it, I''ll force-feed you again!"


    I turned my head and heard CRUNCH CRUNCH SPLAT CHRUNCH


    And when I turned my head, my mother, angry, grabbed me and forcibly opened my mouth, hurting me very badly, and she injected Vilja into pieces directly into my stomach and under pressure. I even got the jacket in my stomach. I could feel the pieces of bone, teeth and brains.


    Ugh!


    "Here it is!"


    "I told you so! HERE, no waste. We don''t leave anything.!


    You provoked me, you found me. But that doesn''t stop me from loving you.


    A dragon who loves, punishes...!!!!!


    Have you learned your lesson?????? Acknowledge!"


    "Yes, mother!"


    "Didn''t I hear right?"


    "Yes, mother!"


    "Well, come here, I''ll give you a hug."


    And I found myself all dumped with mother''s saliva...


    My brothers, seeing the scene, finished their piece very quickly.


    But mother remained thoughtful.


    She was a beast, but she was anything but stupid. She was a great, no, a Hyper predator.


    She was cunning, had unsuspected powers, making her not an intelligent animal but a fearsome, dangerous monster and when I realized that she had burned them from afar and that the "moths" or "candlesticks" were the eyes of the unfortunate a feeling of terror and horror overtook me. She was a monster but with what I saw I was even more scared.


    It was a horror, a calamity, a genocide. Her powers were crazy!


    I was afraid but now it''s rising to another level, a transcendental fear, a primal fear, from another time of another era.


    It could not exist, it was impossible! And yet, it was my mother!!!!!!!


    Help!!! Help!! I''m afraid!!!!!


    At home, my mother, depressed to learn of her friend''s death and to have seen her eyes consumed, was in her chair, terrified for me.


    The shamans had perished and their bodies cut in half!


    She was waiting for Ingmar''s visit and looking at the door and her mobile phone on the armrest.


    Then, suddenly there was a knock on the door and she opened the door to the colossus in front of her.


    She was crying and threw herself at him:


    "Professor Ingmar, I beg you, find my little girl, even a piece, Waaaahhhhhhhh (Crying)."


    She had soaked the sweater on his stomach with sadness and he gently stroked the long blond hair that was turning white as a result of all these emotions.


    Then, looking at the chair: Bzzzzzzz (ding) SMS!


    She froze!


    Heather''s number!


    Quick, the message:


    "MOM, HELP ME, I''M TRAPPED IN A CAVE


    WATCH OUT FOR THE MONSTER!"


    "Heaater!!!!!!! honey, you''re still alive!


    Professor, Professor, I beg you,"


    She fell to her knees, crying with all her tears


    "Please find my little Heater! She''s alive, she''s alone with a monster, she''s hurt, she''s calling for help!"


    Francis ran up and hugged Karin against him. "We''re going to do everything we can to find her, I promise you!


    Professor, tell me what to do....., where to start."


    He took the mobile phone and looked at the message. Then he phoned one of his acquaintances.


    After a long time, he received a call back and turned to the family:


    The call is not a joke! He comes from the west, near a mountain marker in a nature reserve!


    Karin; Yes, Eric had made a circle with all the victims and the centre clearly indicates these mountains. That''s the way to look."


    Ingmar waved to my father and they both rushed to get warm clothes, guns and ammunition and all the accessories for when we went on a hunting expedition.


    Of course, father went with Ingmar.


    "Karin, you stay here, you hide in the cellar if you hear a suspicious noise and here''s a bear spray and a shotgun.


    loads the mobile phone in case there is another message!"


    And the 2 men rushed into the pickup and loaded jerry cans of gasoline because here the diesel was freezing and the cars were running on gasoline.


    The big pickup roared in the snow and turned on its big headlights and drove into the dark night.


    Well, I kept praying in silence and playing with my brothers, nothing more, empty,


    I was playing out of obligation and they saw it and started begging words to ask me why I was crying all the time.

 I prefer to sleep

    Driiing made the radio alarm clock. It''s time to get up, I''m gonna miss the bus.


    I get up, brush my teeth and take a shower to wake up. Today we are going on an excursion with biology teacher Gadeyne.


    I fold my bed sheets and redo my hair quickly. Perfume and a little gloss on my lips.


    Mom''s waiting for me in the dining room. We rent an apartment in Villeurbanne, an industrial town in Lyon, capital of French gastronomy.


    What''s good here is the sun, my swimming and my friends.


    My mother is French and father, Fran?ois is Finnish.


    Mom is an independent sales representative representing several factories and also Dad. Most of his customers are here near the zoning where Elf Atochem reigns.


    The refinery is at least 12 kilometres long and the sun highway in front of it is still congested. I would say that Lyon is an industrial capital compared to Paris. The people here are hot but sunny. They climb up the towers quickly, but they fall back just as quickly when you talk about killing thirst.


    There is always everything, vegetables and plants are of the first order and you can taste the sun through them. It''s not like our northern vegetables, flaccid and tasting NOTHING, salt water. But here, in the south, in the Roman tradition, the fruits are juicy, the vegetables are bright and radiant with freshness or the taste of a tomato is the taste of a tomato and a strawberry, a strawberry. Not the sure green stuff you find at the Finnish market.


    I run to the bus stop and I see my friend Anabelle, who is of Portuguese origin, taking the same bus as me. We arrive at the college and buses are in the schoolyard.


    The school? it looks like all the French colleges of the fake old modern cubic modern. It looks like 1940 buildings that were plated with triplex and fluorescent paint to look modern.


    Except that the boiler must have been placed by the Romans......


    The curtains yellowed by the sun and full of cutter blows. Some had holes placed for the sun to piss some people off in the audience.


    But today, we will visit the ponds and forests east of Lyon and visit the medieval city of Perouge.


    A whole program.


    I see my friend Jacques and his two inseparable friends, the school''s press announcers. All the gossip went through them.


    Emilie and Jocelyne. They were twins.


    Jacques: "One more minute and the teacher would have given you a break!"


    Fred¨¦rique came with his clique David and Daniel, the strong heads of the establishment.


    He was a repeater who did the caid in the school.


    His last break was to have installed a room with a mattress and all built with racks of fruit juice, coke and other soft drinks.


    He took girls during the fork-lift hours to make them experience a new adventure, to make them women. He never liked my finger and his female henchmen have already hurt me several times.


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    Last time, one of them Sandra, a redhead with flat, long hair, skinny appearance but very muscular on top and a triangular nose worthy of a square, grabbed me by the arm.


    How about the ice cube? I was called that because of my origins and my angelic blond, almost white hair.


    THEN? THE GLACE? Don''t we answer it?


    "What do you want from me this time, Sandra?"


    Sandra: "Are you for OM or for Saint Germain??????????"


    Obviously, since I didn''t know anything about football, I answered what I shouldn''t have answered.


    "Get off me, you brute!"


    She lifted me up with one hand by my collar: "Wrong answer" and threw me to the ground.


    A colossus named Sabine, with the build of a wrestler, ran after me.


    The corridors were running and she was holding the race. She wouldn''t let go of me.


    The other students laughed and wondered how a woman''s fight would end.


    I arrived near the biology teacher''s class and wanted to call for help but she had already thrown me into the air like a wrestler!


    I fell back over the cupboard which was well 2m40 high.


    Unfortunately for me there was a wooden base with a metal tip on which were impaled dozens of sheets of paper.


    And I impaled myself on it. CRACK made my back.


    I couldn''t breathe because it hurt so much.


    My friends came running and Gadeyne saw how I was feeling. He removed the tip that had sunk several centimetres into my back and put disinfectant on.


    He shouts: "MARCIS (Frederique''s name) HERE!"


    He grabbed the guy and left the school by the back and went into the garden. From the classroom we could hear what was happening in the garden but the smoked windows prevented us from seeing directly.


    PAF; PAF.


    Marcis ran up with a bloody nose and a swollen brow bone. And when he came into the classroom, he said, "That way, there are no witnesses."


    I was taken to the infirmary and I had two broken ribs in my spine. I almost stayed in a wheelchair that day.


    But I still went on the trip, soothing mouthfuls and I had a great time with my friends.


    The troublemakers were consigned to study, Marcis, a bag of ice cubes glued to his eye. Next time I see him, I''ll ask him how my friends were with him (Friends ice-cube).


    They could not be dismissed because their parents were appointed inspectors of education and the other colossus, his father was a judge in Lyon. Untouchable and they took advantage of it.


    In the bus, I fell asleep around....


    The cave. Oh no... it was just a dream. At least I still know how to dream, I told myself to console myself.


    Mother called us and said today everyone is flying. Stone force feeding for the one who can''t.


    I flapped my wings and managed to take off and, after many efforts, I managed to climb on the platform from which we let ourselves glide.


    I got there without any problems and I was trying to do some work on the spot.


    I saw my wings as a way to save myself.


    I was more than motivated to leave this shithole.


    I was trying to help my brothers but my mother scolded me:


    "Wistala! Don''t help them! It''s my job to do it. If they''re wrong because of you, you both have to be punished."


    Mother could not stand my kindness to my 2 brothers anymore.


    Apparently kindness was a reward and a luxury for dragons.


    As soon as we got high, we had to go back up


    I was stronger, smarter, faster.


    I was setting an example and Mother was upset about it


    She growled in the void, looking at an old stone, the one on which I died as a human about 2 months ago.


    "GROAAAAAAARRRR Heater bitch!"


    "Ha haaaa!" and she turned violently towards me. Sniffed at me and her eyes returned to their normal appearance. She had become sweet again.


    "Wistala, darling, I have something on my mind since you were born... Something''s wrong between us! I''d like to have the abscess punctured.(way to reveal thrust)"


    "Mother, you use words I don''t understand..."


    "No, Wistala, the problem is deeper...


    When I see your brothers, they walk like me at their age.


    they lean on their wings and tail to move forward and use their hind legs to lean on and do everything.


    You, you look like a biped frankly! You do the opposite!!


    It''s irritating. The bipeds are our enemies and you do everything like them!


    I eat raw and you cook! Well, it''s your thing, but you also teach your brothers.


    Dragons are everyone for themselves and parents take care of the disputes and separate the young people who are fighting. our struggles serve us to become stronger.


    You, you help your brothers angelically and you steal my hugs for them!


    They''re less afraid of you and it''s only a matter of days before they rebel!


    It''s not okay! It''s not okay!


    In addition, I detect search activities for the missing plane and the shaman. The little biped whose neck I had broken must have prayed to the spirits to warn the shaman that we were here! I burned their spiritual eyes and killed them so they wouldn''t find us, but one of these days at this rate the hunters will find us.


    We need to get the camp out of here as soon as possible. Tomorrow, we''re flying out!"

 Fog Dragon

    Fran?ois: "Ingmar, we''ve been looking for more than a month. Why are you so motivated?"


    "My wife was devoured by a monster! It''s the same hunting process!


    The victim is caught by surprise, cut in half and nothing is ever found.


    No ground tracks. It can only be by air. I''ve been going in circles for 20 years and now I have a serious lead.


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    I made a mold too 20 years ago and they are the same teeth! No mistakes possible. Your little one has to be digested or your monster is even more twisted.


    He''s super smart! I''m sure he can read and understand what we''re saying. I''m not even sure our army would be able to kill him.


    I saw it! He knows how to camouflage himself worse than a chameleon! He really knows how to make himself invisible. We can see through it!


    this is the only picture I could get of this monster! It is gigantic and disperses in the mist. People would shoot at it and throw things at it. They were either roasted or frozen, burned by the cold. All the thrown objects passed through him and didn''t affect him, but the wounds, bites and all that were real!"

 Outside

    GROOAARRRR!


    "All out! And in flight!"


    Mother forced us out of the nest and said to us today, we are flying!


    We all jumped on the rocky steps and arrived at the exit, past the abyss that protected us.


    The daylight was violent for us!


    I was happy to get out and change my mind. I couldn''t stand the smell of urine and feces anymore. I now realized in daylight the full extent of my new body.


    I had black claws, and black horns, canines and I was a real killing machine. My tail ending in a stinger reminded me of a mixture of a green scorpion and a green lizard.


    "Climb on the rock there and do as I do: stick out your tongue and the cold will tell you in which direction the wind is blowing.


    Always face the wind. There are ways to fly without flapping your wings and not getting tired."


    So I climbed on the rock and I faced the wind and spread my wings and I left. My training paid off.


    What if I ran away?


    No, not enough strength and endurance......


    And it''s impossible to phone with my hands but my paws? I should train like my brothers. I could do something with my hind legs. They''re like hands after all!


    What a horror!


    But what a pleasure to fly!


    Ahh, quick freedom!


    Please, let this nightmare stop!


    Without realizing it, I was still flying and mother admired me.


    "You, tomorrow you hunt with me!"


    Actually, she was a monster, but this monster knew how to take care of her young people.


    I wanted to get attached but I couldn''t!


    My death, Hans, Vilja her mother and sister and all those innocent people... Devoured!  NO, I couldn''t get soft. Maybe a little for my brothers.


    Then Mother took me to task in flight and said to me.


    "If anything happens to me, I can only count on you. I knew from the beginning that you hate me. I may not have been a good mother, but I don''t know why you have such a grudge against me. I do everything to protect you, feed you and above all avoid being found by hunters.


    We are only a few in the world left, a handful and you are one of the last females. I beg you, my darling, do everything you can to stay alive! You must rebuild our people with me! I have so much to teach you. I''ve hugged you so much, why don''t you ever hug me? You don''t know how sad I am about it."


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    she hugged me in flight but I lost my balance because of what she told me.


    Fuck it! I didn''t ask to be a dragon. This is typical of narcissists, they always manage to make themselves look like victims and make their targets feel guilty.


    They can all die for me!


    I had such beautiful hair, such beautiful eyes and I had a perfect figure and all the handsome guys were looking at me and I was proud of myself and my body. In addition, I had good academic results and I was on the starting blocks to prepare for my higher studies in chemistry or medicine.


    And that filthy beast ruined everything! It''s not that she can go and die, it''s that I want revenge! That''s all that keeps me alive! Otherwise I would have already cut my artery.


    I hope they break their heads or cook on a high-voltage cable!


    My eyes were so hateful that I didn''t realize that I was very high and that they looked at me with astonishment!


    The more I had the rage, the stronger I became. My scales were blushing and I was becoming a flying lobster, a scarlet red dragon!


    Hold on so I can be seen from afar!


    "WISTALA! Come down! You''ll kill yourself!"


    GRAU!!!! roared -I


    I rushed to a suicidal pace that terrorized Mother! And hop I opened my wings and landed with a controlled skid, challenging her with my eyes!


    "Take another tone with me and stop looking so suspicious!" Mother ordered me.


    My two brothers fluttered as best they could, but they eventually managed to do so.


    "The day after tomorrow, we''re leaving camp!" We''ll go more towards the fjords and discover the sea together. We''ll hide in a narrow valley and go fishing! I have an old cave here that I haven''t been in 50 years. I saw a car looking for us and a biped, father of a prey we ate together, didn''t WISTALA?!!!!!!"


    My father! He''s looking for me! I have to warn him! Otherwise she''ll kill him!


    Can I go home, mother? I want to go play!


    "You don''t leave the nest except to come here. You have to learn to orient yourself, find your way back and know a map! I have to draw you the world map and teach you where the hiding places are! There are bears and wolves here!"


    She smiled Machiavellianly and it clicked!


    to correct suspicions:


    "Mother, what is a map? The sea? And wolves and bears? Are they stones?"


    Her eyes relaxed and she sighed!


    Phew. The test!


    I wasn''t supposed to know that and I HAD to ask the question.


    How cunning she is!


    I took a black rock and pretended to tap a phone, just to see if I was being watched!


    When I relaxed a loud voice in my back asked me "What are you doing?


    Show what you got in your paw! And she forced me to open my paw to see a rock"


    "Oh, sorry!" she said to me, "I thought it was something else, forgive me, darling! You know how much Mommy loves you and looks after you! There are so many things that bipeds have made that are dangerous that I see danger everywhere!"


    she hugged me and I unconsciously gave her a cheek kick like felines and predators do killer whales sometimes when they have had a good hunt.


    I didn''t recognize myself! I was afraid of losing myself.


    "Say, mother, how long do we live? Compared to animals?" I asked.


    "Wistala, you don''t get old! We are dragon people! Why? Are you scared?


    No, I was wondering if we were dying of old age?"


    Bipeds and animals yes, we don''t, we''re an exception."


    We are immortal... The big deal. !!!!!   She won''t die of old age......


    Bitch, nothing escapes her! It''s a achievement to have sent a text message. FUCK!!!


    I''m afraid the next hunt is my father.... Please! Don''t do this!


    "Mother!, Boredom! Can we go play outside?" I asked.


    "I''m going hunting! Play here in the cave! Wistala, you watch your brothers, okay?"


    "Can you bring rabbit, deer or sheep? I''d like to practice killing them! I love roasted sheep."


    "There''s no more wood!"


    "I saw some at the entrance! Can I pick up the branches?"


    "Right in front then!" At the slightest noise you fly away, okay? You don''t go home to betray your brothers! Okay?"


    She gave me a kiss.


    She left with a tear in her eyes! I think if it had been any other way, I would love it, but we''re on opposite sides.


    I hit my paws on the floor with rage!


    I was now 4 meters long with my tail!


    I set out to prepare fire and make lots of smoke in the cave. Even with a sharp, infrared, ultraviolet or magical view, you can''t see in the smoke!


    Outside, I heard noise and my dragon senses were very useful to me. I recognized this noise from all of them. My brothers who had never seen or heard one could not feel the danger:


    A pack of hungry wolves.! They had smelled the faecal smell of the cave and waited for the dragon to go hunting while hiding. Probably a settling of scores, but what was surprising was voices. I heard Voices!!!!!


    And I wanted to hurl myself towards the voice, but my instinct put me on alert! It was the wolves talking to each other.


    Oh, my God! Am I talking to animals now? So that means I''ll never be able to talk to men again..


    ..


    "They''re here, their mother''s far away! Our plan worked! All we have to do is bite them to death.


    We will avenge our little ones that this monster killed."


    I could feel about fifteen wolves. We had no chance! I couldn''t get out anymore and our fire is insufficient. If mother fights with them, I could send a text message in confusion....mhhh risky!


    What to do about it?

 Fight to the death!

    I heard the growls and told my two brothers that we will have to fight to survive!


    "AuRon we''re going to go left and right of the fire pit. They do not see well in the dark and it is a huge hole with embers those who fall into it will die.


    You, RuGaard, go right, I''ll go in the middle and kill them! My flames are very powerful! Hit them with your tail to send them to the hole" You have a needle in your tail! Prick them! They''ll fall dead!


    Then I ran to the nest and took back the rifle and the cartridge strap.


    Just after I took the gun and took my place, the wolves rushed into the cave by the inclined plane. Some slipped but they were adults, powerful and warriors.


    I shouted, "WOLVES GO, MY MOTHER WILL HAVE TO DEVOUR YOU!"


    They stopped suddenly and a black wolf, taller than the others, approached.


    "I see you''re brave and you want to defend your two brothers. I''d like to know your name before I kill you!"


    "Why are you attacking us?"


    "I have nothing personal against you but you are monsters, you have destroyed the tundra, the mountains and the forest! And your mother destroyed all the clans from here. "


    "We were supposed to go fishing tomorrow."


    "I''m sorry, but there won''t be a tomorrow for you."


    "My name is Wistala and mother killed me and I was born a dragon!"


    "Did you know Wanda?" asked the black wolf. "


    "Yes, I loved Wanda and her two children who were my friends!"


    "Ah, said the black wolf. Wanda was a mother to me! I must avenge the blood with blood"


    "And what''s your name, black wolf?"


    "Eclipse! But now I''m sorry, but my pack wants revenge on you!"


    "Why do I know how to talk to a wolf?"


    "You talk like a human, I start to believe you, but I can''t control the pack anymore. Don''t blame us, we''ll pray for a better future life for you! If you let it happen, you won''t suffer!"


    "Sorry Eclipse! "


    He expected me to blow and he had already jumped aside but I blew in a direction that he escaped and I fired where he was supposed to land in a blind spot in my jaw.


    Smart!


    Normal they''re wolves. But they didn''t expect me to shoot and neither did my brothers.


    I didn''t wait for my rest: BANG on the next one that collapsed!


    My brothers, hold on a few seconds, I''m reloading!


    4 wolves came at us and I spit fire with my brothers to repel this wave and they turned back to have 4 wolves again.


    Their strategy was simple but effective: empty our fire pocket and then make a pliers attack.


    But I shot the other two fleeing and they collapsed.


    "Hang in there!"


    I reloaded the rifle and 4 wolves attacked at once and they took my fire directly which roasted 2 of them so hot it was and my brothers only burned their hair. BANG BANG and 4 wolves on the ground.


    There were only 6 of them left and I say! Attack! Attack!


    2 collapsed stung by our stings Then it was hand-to-hand combat!


    A carnage! I sent a wolf to blow itself up against the rock face and I turned the neck 180¡ã from another and they were trying to slash our membranes but I had reloaded and BANG BANG. All the dead wolves!


    At the entrance, I saw mother looking at me with astonishment and she saw the carnage! We weren''t hurt, just a few bruises, but the wolves were unrecognizable.


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    A whole clan had been exterminated! The terrible clan of the eclipse.


    Mother: "Wistala! we need to talk! "


    My brothers were afraid of me! They were terrified and ran to hide behind Akulatraxas.


    They point at me with their paws: "Mom, it goes boom and the wolves fall. It''s not going to go boom on us, is it?"


    "No, no, darling, if she wanted to do it, she would have done it a long time ago.


    Mother waved like a black snake, her tail whipping the air with a menacing look. She was blocking the exit.


    Wistala, Wistala, my dear child... I should congratulate you on this carnage and gift you are giving us. Victory over the Black Wolves clan of Eclipse!


    But you''re holding a bipedal weapon and you look like you''re using it!


    Explain it to me! My darling. I don''t know if I should call you Darling, pupil, Wistala, my treasure or... Heater maybe????


    I dropped the gun and ran to my mother crying as a child would, but I received a cold welcome. She stood up, her chest in a ball like a cobra ready to bite and I bounced against her and fell to the ground.


    Mom??? Hug??????


    She smiled but it was a placid smile.


    Her tail was on the ground between her and me and she was whipping the bottom of the cave. and when I wanted to crawl on mother''s paws, I told her: please, mother, I won''t do it again!


    She remained thoughtful and no longer even looked at me, she ignored me like an insect.


    Mom???


    Her mouth full of fangs found itself against my chest in less time than it takes to say it:


    "It''s convenient for you to ask for a hug when I''m about to kill you! You''re cunning too, but you can''t teach an old monkey to make faces... You are indeed the flesh of my flesh and blood. I can''t deny it, but you were a real treasure to me! I loved you with all my dragon heart but no matter how much I look at you, you play dragon but you''re not a dragon"


    "Shit! I''m sick of your complicated words! "


    The tip of her claw lodged in the V of my jaw, under my tongue and it lifted me up. I was in a lot of pain!


    Mom?


    Mom???


    Please, Mom???


    Tears ran from her eyes and she shook her head! "What the hell am I doing! I''m killing my own daughter! "


    She let go and hugged me.


    Sorry, Wistala, Mom was very scared.


    But how did you find this? And how did you use it?


    "This is the first time I''ve had one!"


    Akulatraxas knew how to detect lies! Yet another Shaman power!


    "Mom, (I was too afraid to call her Mother or I was done).


    Eclipse the black wolf was raised by Wanda. Who''s Wanda? Who''s Wanda?


    "Wanda is a shaman whose daughter you ate." Akulatraxas answered me.


    You can keep your gun, it''s your trophy after all! But how did you know to use it?"


    "I played with it and it just came to my mind."


    Akulatraxas relaxed and released the tension. But she turned to me.


    My child, come on, we''re all going to get some wood.


    We went to get some wood and brought the branches back to the four of us in the fire pit.


    we put the wolf carcasses out to freeze to get some reserve and we emptied and removed the wolves'' skin.


    we worked together as a family and when everything was tidy, my brothers went to bed under mother and she raised her other wing and told me, come to bed here next to me. We both need to talk.


    I snuggled up against mother and was terrified.


    "I''m sorry, she says!"


    "I''m sorry for what?"


    She looked at me like a python looking at a mouse, but her eyes were full of tears.


    "A monster, I''m a monster!" she said.


    "I know we''ll never get along! I''m not blind. You hate me and a mother feels it like daggers. What I did to you is unforgivable and my punishment is terrible!


    You''re not... actually, yes, you''re... You''re the little human girl I slaughtered! I don''t know how, but it must be my punishment for all these crimes. Wanda had already warned me that I would pay a lot for my crimes.


    You had no choice. I took you from your family, I destroyed your life and I tortured you! And above all, I made you eat your own body. I still can''t believe what I did to you!


    Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!


    sobbing!


    in addition, you defended your brothers when you could have turned against them with the wolves and taken revenge on them and you didn''t.


    Thank you. Thank you.


    "Say, do you remember everything? Heater?"


    Yes, of everything! I replied angry!


    I remember my feet torn off, and my head twisted, and my neck was broken.


    I remember every blow of teeth that shook my body slashed piece by piece and you enjoyed it. every vibration brought me closer to death and the feeling of emptiness and cold when your body is cut in half, I thought of my mother who had to cry and my little sister waiting for me somewhere in the stars and that poor empty egg, without color that would never know life. And, and, and, and the night that comes when it''s daylight!


    PLIC


    PLOC


    PLIC,


    Mother''s tears on me were a spectacle of revenge and regret.


    Then I added: "If I didn''t have all these memories, I would have in front of me the most wonderful mother I''ve ever known. You surpass my own human mother in love!"


    She got up and screamed with grief and said to me, "I''m sorry, I can''t fix anything! I''m just a beast, just a monster. Nothing and no one can change that! But if you still have a spark of love for me, don''t spit on it. ! I would like to teach you so much! to hunt and hide you and use the mystical arts of dragons, to make you discover the world with other eyes, to give you this world, to introduce you to beautiful dragons and especially to protect you from hunters." That''s all I have to offer you. By being a dragon, you will be able to live to the end of time and see the world in a different light and you will be able to fly and one day, when you are ready, I will teach you the mating rituals so that you in turn create your family and your tribe.


    If you practice the mystical arts, some dragons can take on a human appearance and you could get back some of what I took. But give me a chance to love you!


    But if you don''t want anything, I''ll disappear from your life! We''re going west. Your sense of smell will guide you and your instincts too if you know how to listen to them. You will always find yours and I will always be there to welcome you, I will always be your dragon mother! I don''t care about me, I know how to defend myself, but I protect and watch over your little brothers. They are your family now and they are your blood, never forget it!


    You''re free to go or stay! If you want to go, I won''t stop you, but then wait until we go first then.


    I was in shock!


    I fell asleep, confused! and in tears at the edge of the fire.

 The Christmas miracle!

    I was shaking and sobbing about this situation. It was too hard for me. I slept by the fire, mother on me but on me?


    I had skins on me!


    There was fire, the nest the skins and where were they? They had disappeared! She had finally discovered me and left me alive! She spared me!


    I''m still her daughter too!


    I felt very light, like a weight that was removed from me.


    It was strange not to be afraid anymore, not to have this tension. But also I was lonely all of a sudden! I was beginning to miss my brothers and she a little!


    I think I have another problem.


    Free with them and live my life as a dragon or another hell at home.


    I started crying. But this time, there was no one left to comfort me.


    I had to warn Dad of the danger anyway. It''s up to me to take charge of my life. And she mentioned the mystical arts and turning back into a human... She wanted to redeem herself in my eyes.


    I need time, but I don''t have it. I have to save Mom and Dad. We''ll see after.


    I took the. Ah, the phone and I''m texting at the exit.


    I wasn''t being watched! They were really gone.


    "Dad, watch out for the dragon! He knows your red car! He freed me, but I changed. Don''t shoot me for mercy. I''m alive and I want to see Mom again. I entered the gps coordinates of the phone."


    "Honey, hold on, we''re coming!"


    "Come alone, Dad, I''m afraid of others!"


    "Tell me, why don''t you talk, Heater?"


    "I can''t talk anymore, I''ve changed, I''m afraid to scare Mom..."


    I hear a car on the moors but the ground is too rough and I hear 2 doors slamming.


    10 minutes later a very tall man, dressed in red, arrives near the entrance of the cave.


    "Heater, it''s Dad!" Where are you? Where are you?


    I was flying, hovering over him.!


    He went into the cave and came out.


    He put down his rifle and walked away. There''s Heater, I put my gun down, you can show yourself!


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    I landed in silence behind him. I was typing "I''m here, behind you!"


    Father received drops of my tears and turned around!


    Ah and he fell backwards. I moaned as I did iiii and showed the mobile phone.


    Oh, No, noon! Scream! Scream!


    The shock was too hard.


    I wasn''t moving.


    Are you Heater? He stammered.


    I took the mobile phone and typed "unfortunately, yes, Fran?ois, Papa"


    He took a step and tried to touch me and he saw that I was real.


    I let myself be done and he touched me and finally squeezed my neck to kiss me. I returned the gesture by licking it.


    Can''t you talk?


    "eeaaauaueuughrrrrah ah ...." I shook my head that way.


    I scratched the ground: Dad!


    We stayed for a long time and were hugging each other.


    Dad was crying, a mixture of joy and sadness. But after looking at me for a long time he said to me: You are a beautiful dragon, my daughter! You look beautiful! Your colors are really beautiful!..


    I was sobbed.


    Dad was stroking me and it felt good. I lay down on the side to make it easier.


    I was about five meters there!


    Ingmar, worried, came along and saw my father caressing me. He had his gun in his sights but he lowered the gun when he saw my father waving at him to put it down.


    "Goodness, what is it?"


    And Father said, Heater! She was transformed into a dragon....


    He approached and, with his trembling hand, touched me. I was shy but the touch of a warm hand was doing me a lot of good.


    Ingmar: "Do you understand what they say? Everything?"


    "Yes!" I traced it to the ground.


    Poor little girl, what they did to you!.....


    "I want to see Mom again! And Eric!"..."...


    Father could see it was me.


    Dad told Mom that he had found me alive but physically changed.


    Anyway, I was alive... she could hug me and we''ll see what happens next.


    They joined the pickup truck but I was too big to move in.


    So, at their big stupefaction, I flew it away and turned around the pickup truck.


    We traveled together to my home village and I landed in the back of the garden. Ingmar parked his pickup and Dad took the car out so I could settle in the barn.


    It felt good to go home.


    The straw and its smell had a sweet scent of sunshine and fresh grass.


    I recognized these steps and was ashamed of my appearance.


    Mother ran to throw herself at me, no matter how I looked. She wasn''t looking. My little Heater, you''re alive, that''s all that matters.


    I was licking Mom and she squeezed my neck with crimson coloured scales. I was communicating with a slate, it was easier.


    But what I needed most was a bath! I smelled like hell !


    My poor darling, what did she do to you? What can we do for you?


    I replied, "A shower, I stink!"


    "It is you, my little one. You love being clean."


    I was taken out to the parking lot and with buckets and brooms and soap, I was smashed!


    Father tried leather bag polish and a polishing rag and had all my scales shine. They were red and changed color to green when I wanted to hide!


    I was shining!


    Then we celebrated Christmas with our family late but we celebrated it!


    We were all together but something was missing... I missed my dragon mother? My brothers, certainly. They had never actually hurt me, they played with me and they loved me! Where could they be?


    At the table I was given a whole roast pig and the traditional turkey.


    I prayed for Wanda and Vilja and her little sister.


    Sad subjects were avoided. And they were talking about the good things I missed. My things were moved from my room to the barn and I had a computer with a large screen and a laser keyboard, easier with my paws. The TV, a few things, but the clothes were over!


    Mom made me jewellery to stick on my horns and she knitted socks with pink laces to cover the horns and give me a more feminine, more attractive look.


    A sheath made of macrolon, a cutting board material, was made by Dad so as not to hurt or sting by accident.


    Mom made me a corset to dress my tail and make me less naked.


    I was also made pink lace-up gaiters with hind legs. I was a thousand times less frightening and I looked like a citizen of a fairy tale.


    All these moments were precious but what will become of me now?

 My new life as a dragon.

    Cmas passed and Mom and Dad slept with me in the barn that we set up. They no longer slept in their rooms but with me, for fear that I would disappear again.


    we had made a miniature fire well for me in the ground and I could roast my meat.


    I had my bedside table, my alarm clock, my paintings and posters arranged here and there and a basic wardrobe to put some accessories.


    I had my sodas with me and we ate pastries and good food prepared by Mom almost all the time.


    Ingmar came to me and started talking about my situation.


    "Wistala or Heater, if you prefer, I''m happy for you that you can find your parents and your home. I don''t know what to tell you... I see you''re happy but torn... Tell me what''s bothering you."


    "I miss my little brothers..."


    "Heater, I see you''re torn between dragon life and human life... What did you want to do for a living?"


    I started crying...


    "Yes, I understand..."


    I put my paw on his foot as if to hold his hand...


    He stroked my head and put his bearded chin on it and looked into the void in silence.


    "I''ve been chasing the dragon for 20 years. She ate my wife..."


    Me:" She''ll kill you first! She has unimaginable powers!"


    Ingmar:" Like what?"


    "She speaks to the spirits and they obey her. She may even be in this room without you knowing it and she can look like a human being and full of things we don''t know... She wants to teach me and transmit her knowledge to me..."


    Ingmar: "Then I''ll wait until she''s finished raising her offspring to settle her score."


    "I understand."


    "Do you want to come to college? Will you make friends and not be the target of hunters who could hurt you or your family?"


    Me: "You can study me... but what choices do I have?. Ingmar, really! It''s unrealistic! I''ll go to university with you and you can take me to your colleagues, but, frankly, did you see me? I''m a baby! I''m a baby! What are you going to do with me when I''m 25 meters tall? Make a gozdilla cage? I''m going to crush my friends! I''d say hello to Sophie and with my tail, I''d crush Francis and say sorry. I said hello to Zoe..."


    Ingmar laughed....


    "You''re right, Heater, you have a big, no, a BIG problem. Hahaha!"


    Hahahaha


    we laughed a little, but it was true!


    First we''ll introduce you to the scientific world and there''s a law school too and when we introduce you, you''ll try to make a good impression and everything will be fine. Then it''ll be our problem and you''ll come back here with your family. I am president of the hunters'' associations and I will introduce you to my friends and they will give you a hunting licence and they will be forbidden to shoot you. They can also become your friends. You can exchange your hunting techniques and you can learn a lot of tricks for your survival too.


    Thank you Uncle Ingmar.


    2 days later:


    Growl! my stomach was screaming famine and the food was coming out faster than it was coming in from the fridge!


    Igmar then decided to introduce me to the hunters.


    I had my cartridge belt and rifle on me like "I can shoot and defend myself too" and Ingmar had the good idea to strap bullet-proof vests on my neck and down to my heart! A bit like horses in armour in the Middle Ages, but covering the bottom!


    Numbers were drawn on the vests like an identification of an aircraft, so that I would not be shot at!


    We arrived in Oulu, further east of the Baltic Sea, still in the north but it was lakes and forests. No mountains but just small hills.


    It was becoming more and more populated and hiding became impossible. But a trip in a truck was guaranteed blows and nausea.


    Never mind, I''m flying! Ingmar took a small propeller plane and put an earpiece and a CB in my ear so that I could hear and I had to follow him.


    I followed him without any problems and he landed in a field behind the hunting club. He parked the plane and I stuck him, terrified. He approached the great hall where a huge reception was held with hunters from all regions. Several hundred people were having an aperitif and the meat was being roasted. Everyone was talking and discussing Ingmar''s escapades when he announced a mega giga announcement to make. The biggest predator would be presented but it was a surprise. All weapons had to be under lock and key!


    Stomp Stomp stomp stomp, made my steps when I followed Ingmar.


    The hunters turned white!


    All became pale. They were seeing a dragon for the first time in their lives,


    He was not chained, but alive, armed with a rifle and ammunition and bulletproof armor!


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    A TANK!


    Everyone was silent and I sat down behind Ingmar.


    I hugged and kissed him to show that I was nice.


    "What a size!" some said.


    "He must be flying, have you seen his fangs? They look like swords!"


    "His claws!"


    "He has a gun!!!!! Does he know how to use it? And bulletproof armor!"


    And what''s that on his tail? A sheath?


    Everything is done to kill!


    Ingmar tapped the microphone.


    "My dear friends, I brought you here to introduce you to our newest member of the hunting club. 3 months ago, from here, a young girl flew to join her father and family here in Finland for the Christmas holidays. The plane never arrived at its destination and she was massacred by a predator. We don''t know exactly what happened, but it ended up in the dragon''s egg and was raised by the dragon. She kept all her human memories and fled to find, despite her appearance and her new body, her parents and family.


    But her previous life is completely destroyed but she is alive.


    This is Heater! This is Heater! Daughter of Fran?ois and Karin Attila! I ask you to be kind to her, to respect her like any other 15-year-old girl.


    As you can see, its size and anatomy limit its ability to integrate into a normal human life.


    When it reaches the size of a large 25-metre trailer, most buildings will be inaccessible to it and it will pose a crash hazard in densely populated areas. She will have to eat the products of hunting and she therefore becomes a full member of our community.


    "How do you know for sure she understands what they say?" asked a hunter who was visibly irritated that he couldn''t hunt her.


    Ingmar: "Ask her yourself! She understands you, but to talk, she uses a slate."


    Hunter 1: "Do you understand everything we say then?"


    Me: "YES!"


    Brouhahaha....... it''s not a joke...


    "Your name is Heater?"


    "Yes, my name is Heater and my dragon name is Wistala"


    "Dragons can speak?????"


    "Yes, they''re very, very smart, more so than you!"


    "Do you have powers?"


    "I don''t, but some dragons do! You are insects to them!"


    Hunter 2, irritated: "How do you consider us as insects?"


    "No, I love you, but Mother Dragon is very, very smart. She talks to the spirits of nature, she knows where you are, your names, and your family just by the smell... she can ask them what you are doing, where you are etc.... You look for her and she will find you, and tear your children to pieces in front of you before she kills you."


    "But it''s terrible.!"


    Hunter 3: "Heater, were you tortured?"


    "Yes and no! As a human being, I have been subjected to supreme torture and as a dragon to natural weaning."


    Hunters: "Explain, we want to know!"


    Ingmar: "Stop it, she''s already traumatized enough as it is! The good thing is that you communicate with each other and I suppose you will be able to share rewarding experiences with each other in the field. She will make an excellent hunter and you can learn from each other. I would ask you to respect her privacy and trauma and no discrimination of race or color will be tolerated. Any criticism of her will be seen as racial discrimination as criticism of someone for their skin color."


    You saw that she has all her head and self-control. I would therefore also ask you to respect her space for your own safety. If you walk on her no problems but the opposite could have serious consequences.


    The banquet is open!


    the party was in full swing and I was served champagne. MMMMM how good it is!


    The drunk hunters asked me to make selfies with them and I drank a little too much.


    I was asked to pose a massacre and I played the game with them. I even pulled out my tongue and Ingmar had to get angry at us!


    I was scolded because I had drunk too much and I moved away to make a dismissal and flames came out!


    Crazy, the hunters set targets and asked me to spit fire on them!


    Delayed jets, concentrated and cone jets.


    The targets were reduced to ashes and the metal melted!


    They had a glimpse of the danger and range of a dragon''s breath.


    I came to my senses a little bit and started laughing like a whale and then we had a pigeon shooting contest. We were throwing plates and we had to blow them up in the air!


    I never missed my target BANG, BANG reload, BANG BANG!


    Then archery. I was explained to me and I more or less fired OK. I had to be careful not to crack the bow with my strength.


    We also made knife throws and I found that my tail was the best suited to throw a knife.


    There were too many people and not enough bushmeat for everyone. I then proposed to go get some deer and 5 minutes later, I came back with 2 deer 1 in my mouth and the other at the end of my claws.


    Splaf I dropped out and in a few seconds it was butchered and emptied when it should take an hour!


    Then I brought a boar and the same.


    The hunters'' children played on my back and I drank my drink with a dragon''s smile on my face.


    I had to participate in the theoretical courses on hunting, fill in the permits and thus remain legal. Just because I was a dragon didn''t mean I could exterminate or eradicate protected species. I myself was becoming a protected species.


    If I hadn''t had my parents, I would have had to go to a reserve.


    But against all odds, I was interested in the management of his paper mill. With my strength, I could lift 3.5-ton rolls like nothing, lift one-tonne calendars and help with tool maintenance. I was in speech therapy and had to learn to talk like a baby again.


    Dad was happy in a way that I was working for him, I was learning at least one job. I was at home, with my family and if I didn''t go to school, I had a job. Everything I missed, I learned it and, as before my transformation, I was 15 years old, it was not too hard.


    In the afternoon, I would fly, swim in the lake and hunt. The local police were aware and closed their eyes, My father employing 2/3 of the local population...


    There were no incidents except sometimes assholes at the campsite who called the police and sent their troll shit to social networks.


    Journalists fired and interviewed me and I kept my mouth shut so as not to harm my dragon brothers. I never mentioned them.


    Zoologists sometimes came to take measurements and see things and measure my growth, samples of saliva, oil and a few drops of blood.


    They did a CT scan and a mobile MRI. Nothing very invasive. After the torture, it''s not a sting that scares me. As long as they leave quickly, I''ll have peace.


    This avoided me from the zoo and my existence was tolerated as human mutilated. I had never talked about force-feeding or the beak even to my father, Ingmar or Mom.


    2 months went by very quickly and the fact of being recognized, of having a place, a profession and being free freed me from a big, invisible weight.


    I could breathe and something suddenly called me. My instincts were coming to the surface.


    An invisible call, a familiar smell, a need...


    The dragon me needed her dragon/mother...... I couldn''t help it.


    I had my human mother but gently I was attracted to the monster mother, a kind of call from nature!


    I was watching the sun go down and I thought I saw a V with two little v''s through it!


    I had my CB (radio) and I called Daddy:"


    PAPA, Mommy, I''m going to go west. I''ll be back in a month or two! I want to see my little brothers again! I need them!


    Karin:" Go my darling! But be careful you know we''re waiting for you and you still have a place here!"


    "Thank you, Mom, I love you, I''ll be careful!"


    And I''m going west to the Fjords!


    In flight I surprised a faint smell that only I could identify: Mother Dragon!


    And indeed, I saw them from afar flying in a V. Mom in front and my brothers on her sides.


    The sun finally set and they entered a cave on the cliffside, invisible and untraceable by walkers and navigators. I had a backpack and sweets, chocolates and spices and a little berry alcohol for my mother. My phone and CB radio were cut off as a precaution and I landed on the promontory and entered the dragon''s cave.


    Mother was lying in the background, my two brothers under her wing, being nurtured and She said to me:


    I''ve been waiting for you! She was suspicious for fear that I would come back for revenge, but I ran towards her and kissed her.


    Mother dragon, I forgive you!


    I missed you and you too and I am holding my two brothers very, very tight.


    Mom looked at me in amazement a-and I said, "Teach me to be a dragon!"


    So she lifted up her big wing and said, come here and hug Mommy. And I rushed under the reassuring heat of a dragon mother, Fierce but a mother anyway!


    I missed the warmth of the nest and the comfort of a protective wing and the contacts.


    Human society lacks contacts. We look at each other, we talk, we mock each other and we use networks, but we don''t lick each other, we don''t rub up against each other, we don''t lie down and I missed all that in humans.


    I now had the impression that I had reached the end of my human journey and that my real journey would be a dragon. Humans would no longer bring me anything, I had everything to learn from dragons. So it was my duty to transmit their culture and save their knowledge!


    So began my new life as a dragon!

 Im a dragon! A new beginning!

    I was happy with Akulatraxas'' decision to let me go again. I might as well have never come back. Forcing me would have been the worst decision because I would have betrayed and saved myself and surely provoked the irreparable, blinded by hatred.


    But then she regretted it, and I have to make a new start! I was happy to see AuRon and RuGaard again.


    We used to hug each other all the time.


    Mom, do you promise me?


    "Yes, I will no longer attack your family and friends! I''ll try not to be cruel anymore! "


    "It''s okay then, Mom, you''re yourself, you''re a dragon, I''m not asking you to change but just not to be sadistic anymore! "


    "Yes, I promise you that," and then I gave her the hugs she never had. I think she too had a cruel childhood.


    "Say, Mom, do you remember when you were a baby?"


    She turned her head, tears in her eyes...


    "The humans butchered Mom alive before my eyes. She didn''t scream once and smiled at me to the last breath..." They ate her before my eyes that she wasn''t dead yet. My brothers and sisters have suffered the same fate. I was the last of my clan. Hidden in a haystack. I swore to make them all pay!


    Was your mommy nice?


    No, she was tough and strict but fair. I hated her until one day I understood why she was so hard on us! She knew how dangerous the world was for our species. I''ve hated myself so far for not giving her a single hug. Because deep down, she was right and I was selfish!.. I haven''t missed my mother for a day. Even if it is hard or severe, a mother is a mother! When she'' s no longer there, it''s an emptiness, a hole!


    I lived like a rat all my youth living in hiding and learning everything I could: reading, writing, magic, the circus, gathering everything she taught me and finding father who taught me the rest. He was a bully and he raped me all the time. He must have been shot down in the Great War, he must have been mistaken for an enemy plane... I don''t know, I lived hidden here in the north. There are still some beautiful dragons living ultra hidden in deep caves. They only go out at night or in the middle of a snowstorm! The others are hidden on mountainous peaks."


    "Mom, it was hard to get your eggs? How does it work?"


    It''s like humans. We have our periods and we are very aggressive. If we have copulated, we will have eggs but once every 5 years instead of every month for humans.


    They still need to be fertilized, which is why rituals are important. It is a dance that aims first and foremost to avoid occlusions in the belly, to strengthen the belly and to avoid dying in excruciating suffering over time.


    Then comes the mating, Extremely violent. Some dragons literally had their necks ripped off by the male or their bellies torn by their talons.


    Having children is a challenge! They are cranky and when they have a female they tire her to death! That is why rites are important and have as their objective your survival!


    But how?


    1 Strengthen your stomach


    2 protect and strengthen her horns to protect your neck.


    3 train to prick their throats with her horns to make them drop their testosterone and have the flexibility to threaten their "limb" and always keep the upper hand.


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    4 and the hardest part is knowing how to get out of the way so as not to end up as a relief doll...


    But, is this crazy, Mom?!


    Yes, I know! But when your heat comes, you become a freak and you have to be careful not to make a fatal mistake."


    (A/N : Based on my big pet varanus niloticus...)


    "Hey, can you show me how to fish?"


    "Good idea!"


    We left the cave and, after seeing that there were no cars, hunters or fishermen, we went fishing in the Fjord.


    Mom would release dried gut on the water, the fish would come to the surface and we would dive with our claws to bring them to the surface. It was more for playing than fishing.


    We still brought back a large tuna and several small ones.


    I brought a grill, a frying pan and a pot with me and we did the first dragon cooking. I seasoned the tuna with a little soya to make it taste better and it exploded in our mouths. Mom appreciated it very much.


    She hated everything human, but she wasn''t against creativity coming from me.


    I offered her alcohol and she appreciated the intention. And the bottle ends up being emptied faster than you can say. My brothers enjoyed chocolate and chewing and became addicted to it.


    The days passed and then a serious discussion followed.


    My head on her front paw and she caressing the horns of my neck, we were talking from mother to daughter.


    "Mom, I''m about to have a year of dragon, but I need to tell you about the hunters. Ingmar, the one with the red car, you killed his wife 20 years ago... He''s mad at you and he swore he''d get you.


    Beware! Beware! He was kind and decent to me and enrolled me in the human hunting school. That''s why I''m not a game animal! I even have flying armor, bulletproof armor. I made him promise to leave us alone while you raise AuRon and RuGaard. But after that, the hunt will resume.


    The problem is that he is the CHAIRMAN of the country''s hunters'' association. Normally in Norway, he has no authority but he has connections all over Europe. He has terrible weapons. And means you don''t suspect. Look, you see these phones?


    Mother: Yes, it''s recent, they look at these plates all the time, how does it work?


    Me: "Do you know how it works?"


    Mother:" No!"


    What the hell!


    "I have to show you, but not here!"


    "Why?"


    "I''ll show you, come on!"


    We flew off and went to another cave several kilometres from there. My brothers followed me too, curious!


    "Here they have a network of antennas and you can talk, type text and have access to the Internet, a kind of huge library.


    BUT the greatest danger is GPS.


    They have a station in space, near the stars that says exactly where we are.


    Tchac: See? The map shows where we are and the point here is us. We can say where we are very precisely to call for help.


    Mother: "So if I understand correctly, if I have a human prey, the others know where it is at all times!


    "That''s right!


    They can then surround you, and if you swallow this thing, they will find you all the way to the end of the world," I replied.


    "It''s terrible! It''s terrible!


    even here in the cave it passes!"


    "Yes, the waves pass through rock and concrete in a vacuum and even a little underwater."


    Then, I said, "There will come a time when we will be banded like birds. They didn''t dare do anything to me because I still have my Heater identity, but you and my brothers will not be easy!


    But I will protect you! That is why we must never again, without exception, kill or injure humans.


    They have become so strong!"


    Mother: " and what else are they going to do? "


    "Oh, they have drones, by the thousands, and weapons, guided missiles, thermal cameras and all kinds of sensors. You see, during my hunting lessons, they have boxes painted green that they hang on the trees and when you walk by, they take a picture in the dark. You don''t see anything, but they do, and live. It''s put on a card and they know where you are.


    Then they fall on you from all sides.


    Ingmar is planning his revenge and I would be suspicious if I were you. The fighting and the old-fashioned hunting are over.


    Besides, they have fire resistant blankets and electric nets! I''ll give you the list.


    The best thing is to leave far away from here, without leaving a trace, I''ll stay here for a while to watch him and teach you how to use a mobile! But the golden rule is to keep it off!


    I''ll come and join you in two months. Go to Greenland! He''ll never find you there!


    Mother: "Great idea! But your brothers will never come!"


    "At worst, I bring them home and they will be under my protection! But that''s the worst case scenario. Wait, I have rope!


    Attach 2 ropes to your legs and while flying, they are stretched!


    All they have to do is bite into it and you pull them out! They will rest like that and you will be able to do 10 times further and faster!


    Mother: "But you''re great!"


    After training my mother in mobile phones, we split up for a while and I went home where I had a warm welcome.


    I showed my brothers'' pictures and selfies, avoiding showing mother dragon!


    Karin was happy to see that I was happy too. And I asked her if anything bad happened if I could take care of my little brothers. She hugged me and told me I was a real little mommy too!


    I returned to the hunting mess and resumed classes and training with the hunters.


    Everything was good for learning.


    Mother dragon was flying to Greenland. The spaces were gigantic! Almost no one, practically no village. Why hasn''t she been here before?

 Focusing on the situation

    Ingmar called me.


    "So?, How was it?


    "They enjoyed the chocolate and candy. She taught me a lot of tricks to survive mating for when I get my first heat. And fishing like a dragon. She explained to me her hatred of humans. Her mother, skinned alive in front of her and her brothers and sisters. It''s simple: they eat dragons, I eat humans...


    I made her promise to stop the massacre.


    That''s something like that. Says Ingmar.


    I don''t like it when you see her again! I have my revenge plans and you''re in my way.


    Heater, I love the human you, but if you become a dragon mentally, it won''t pass."


    "Ingmar, I''ll still have to learn the basics, if I ever want children, it''s over with humans... And I can''t leave my brothers who were nice to me during my confinement."


    "You can adopt, you know, Heater. "


    "What?..." You''re being hard on me!"


    "No! I''m realistic!"


    "You always find something to criticize me for, Ingmar! When it doesn''t suit you, you say I''m becoming a dragon and when it suits you, I''m a poor deformed human being. Look, I''m done, we''re gonna fight and my hormones go to my head. I''m going to fly a little, I need to relax a little, here!"


    I went out and saw an unknown pickup truck arrive at the centre. They were supposed to be new members but it was closing day, it was Monday!


    I hid in the mist and put myself in camouflage mode.


    A tall guy dressed in navy blue, like a fisherman on a fishing trip. The plate was Danish.


    Strange, what do the Danes have to do here?


    I took the license plate number and called Eric.


    "Eric, I know you''re mad at me, but you have to come, I''m scared and I need you."


    Eric: "Since you came home, you''ve never called me and I don''t even know what to expect as an apology. I bet it''s because you saw a dragon this time and he might eat me...


    You had an accident, yes, I''m fine with it, but standing aside like a stranger, I''m pissed. Goodbye."


    "It''s a matter of life and death!"


    -"I listen to you, but if you lie, I hang up."


    "I had two little brothers... They are in danger.... "


    Crying......


    "....... Okay, I''m coming!, but this is the last time! Oh, yeah, stop with the gadgets to change the voice, everyone recognized you."


    .....


    We made an appointment to meet at a car park in Oulu, near the hunting centre.


    The teenager, tired of my escapades, got off the bus and went to the parking lot.


    "Damn it! She left me there again!"


    He took his mobile phone and phoned me, to hear my ringing tone above his head.


    "But, what!!!!!!!!!! Aaaah! Noon it was true!" And he fell backwards and I blocked his way!


    "Heater, run away!" He shouted!


    "It''s me Heater, you idiot!" Tell him I said!


    "Are you a dragon?"


    "Yes! In the flesh!"


    Eric was pinching himself to see if he was dreaming.


    "So it''s true your dragon story. Forgive me! Forgive me! Heater, you must have suffered twice as much!"


    "It''s okay, Eric, there are still benefits like at least flying!"


    "Are you spitting fire?"


    "Yes, look!" Fwwiish! a spray of flames came out of my mouth and smoke from my nostrils. Ugh, I have to get used to not feeling the burned anymore"....


    "Do you want to take a ride with me? I''ve never taken anyone through the claws.


    Hold on to my hugs, I''m not hugging because I don''t want to hurt you.


    We went around the park, Eric a few meters off the ground.


    Ingmar ran and screamed: Heater, release him immediately. And I dropped him off at Ingmar''s feet!


    Ingmar threw himself at Eric''s feet: "Are you all right, kid?"


    "Oh, no, sir, I''m Heather''s boyfriend and we were just taking a walk in the park!


    She''s cool? Isn''t she? "


    "Heater, you scared me, for a moment I thought..."


    "Well, I''m afraid he''s going to fall off my back... so that was the easiest... and he was the one standing there, not me!"


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    Ingmar: "Is that true? By the way, what''s your name?"


    "Eric! I came to make up with Heater!"


    "Come in, it''s cold outside!"


    "We''re having a great time, huh? Heater?"


    "Yes!


    I''m going to make him the first Dragon Rider!" I told Ingmar


    Ingmar:"!!!!!"


    "What a great idea," he thought!


    After playing with Eric, Ingmar opened the reserve and there were saddles of all sizes for all kinds of horses.


    He looked at me and said take a little bit of this one and that one;


    He took a hoist and put the saddle on my back. The straps were adjusted and new ones had to be made in the workshop.


    Eric was the first man to ride a dragon.


    We put on an official club outfit and he took a bow.


    I rushed with Eric on me and it was exhilarating.


    First, I found it humiliating to be a mount, but that feeling disappeared completely when I realized that I was no longer alone in flying and that we could share the view and the show. Hunters came and applauded. Then we did archery and then we tried the spear or harpoon.


    The harpoon and spear were better than the bow because of the speed acquired by me, dragon. There was a lot of inertia and fins were added to the lance to stabilize it. It was crazy!


    Then we tried to hunt like that and Eric shot down a boar with a harpoon.


    I brought him back to the end of my claws and Eric on my back!


    Ingmar changed all of a sudden! He saw all the potential of having dragons for hunting. I was too small to carry Ingmar but then, without any problems.


    Ingmar: "What do you think?"


    Me:" Mmm, Actually, dragons will never accept something humiliating like becoming a horse, but if they love their rider, that''s another story. They must see it as a sharing of adventures together. A saddle made for them, discreet and comfortable, it will pass but if it''s a horse saddle thing, it will never pass! Dragons are proud and fierce. They carry but do not carry!"


    Ingmar, after a long silence: "Do you think your brothers would come here if they were promised nothing bad?"


    "Ingmar! I''m human with a dragon body! These are WILDLIFE dragons!"


    "What if we made them official like your brothers or half-brothers? We''d give them lessons and they wouldn''t be targets!"


    "There''s right in what you say! He would already have to learn Finnish or English. We speak draconian among ourselves!"


    "Draconian? Do you have a language?"


    "Well yes, and it is very sophisticated and very rich as for us, moreover I am making a dictionary! There is no writing but Mother Dragon may know if there are any traces but I haven''t learned it yet"


    But it''s precious!" he shouted!


    "I also make a human-wolf dictionary!"


    "You''re kidding, this is the greatest discovery of the century after you!"


    "You need to be protected and you need to have dragon children to save the species!"


    Big tears suddenly sprang up and I pulverized the barn door to get out.


    "You''re an Ingmar bastard! I''m a human when it suits you! And a dragon when it suits you too! Now I have to be a dragon and carry little ones now that you''ve seen that we can play horseman with your hunters and just before you told me that I should stay human as much as possible and adopt children instead of giving birth myself! You''re terrible! Sorry about the door! But I think I''m worth more than that! I''ll come back, don''t worry, your little " dragon " won''t run away but I''m going home. I need some tenderness here."


    I went home and, I think I forgot something...


    Eric''s on my back!


    "Eric? Are you okay? Eric?"


    Eric was cold, frozen and conserved all his energy to avoid falling. We quickly arrived home where Dad rolled on the floor laughing when he saw me with a saddle on my back, which was also my idea!


    "Hiiihihihiii," he imitated the horse''s neighing. I was angry but especially at myself!


    "We''ll have to go the other way..." hahahaha!


    "Don''t worry, Eric, we''ll give you one of my extra sweaters. HAHAHAHA, my daughter who carries her boyfriend in the saddle. I never thought I''d see this in my life!"


    Mom looked at me aside, smiled at me and laughed as she held her mouth by the hand so she wouldn''t spit out her coffee, which she did anyway.


    I couldn''t help laughing with them!


    Mom, Ingmar would like to learn to read and write to my half-brothers, what do you think?


    "Mmmmmmmh, contrary to what I might think, you cost to me less as a dragon than as a human. Apart from the sweets and gougouilles purchased per pallet.... You hunt and manage for everyday life. I guess it''s the same thing, but they won''t hurt us, promise me?


    "Yes, Mom!"


    "Heater, I have something on my mind anyway!


    The Monster, do you have feelings for her?"


    "It''s special. In fact, I blame her to death for what she did to me and nothing and no one can change that. But She is a dragon mother who educates her little ones the best and she asked me for forgiveness and gave me my freedom so that I would hate her less. She wants to teach me to be a dragon as long as she is alive because my future is that of a dragon. Just by the fact that I will no longer age and I will surpass all my friends and family in age. So I don''t have much choice. I try to live Heater to the maximum but I have to face the facts, my children will be dragons! And the question will be: will he live under a roof or in a cave?"


    Mom squeezed my neck: "My little Heater... how you''ve grown! I''m proud of you! I will follow you, whatever your decision."


    "Thank you, Mom!"


    Eric came down from the bathroom where he had warmed up.


    "ATCHOUM"


    Eric put himself near the fire pit and leaned against me. How pleasant it is here! It''s cozy, and warm, I recognize your room but dragon style, it''s really great.


    He had a drink and we fell asleep against each other, by the fire that warmed us up.


    In the early morning, Eric had gone to the farm to get milk and pastries and we had a delicious breakfast.


    "Heater, I''ve been thinking about this. You know I''ve loved you for years, but we have a big problem now. I''m not going to stay here in the country all my life and I''m going to go to the big computer centres like London, or Paris or New York. We can never stay together. But you are my friend for life and know that I love you and will always love you."


    I had tears in my eyes


    "Don''t cry! And he gave me a caress and a big kiss on the lips and rubbed my cheeks. You''re very sensitive and you haven''t changed inside! It''s always the Heater I love!"


    Sniff


    Sniff.


    "Whoaaaaaaaah (Yesiinn),!!! It''s too hard! Eric!!!!!"


    Crying


    "Eric, Sniff, I need your help, Sniff, I''m scared, Sniff, Ingmar, Sniff"


    "Explain!"


    Mommy dragon, in fact, don''t tell Karin, but I still love her a little! And especially my little brothers whom I love.


    I saw a Danish car and Greenland is Danish land.


    "What''s Greenland got to do with it here?"


    They''re in Greenland! I''m afraid for them, they''ll organize a hunt. He wants to kill my mother Dragon! I don''t want this violence, I wish we had peace. So that I can rebuild my life and not destroy the lives of innocent people as well."


    Eric: "And would you like me to monitor his network to warn your hunter dragon family?


    "Yes, you understood everything!"


    "Count on me, if there''s anything suspicious or new, you''ll be informed!


    "Thank you Eric, I knew I could count on you..."


    Eric contacted some of his friends, hackers and an information network was created to protect their buddy with a dragoness.


    I sent them selfies and aerial photos at their request.


    I decided to go to Greenland to join my family and continue my training.


    The terrible training in mystical arts.


    Dad, decided to come with me this time on the trip!


    A truck was loaded from the company and hunting and defence equipment and my armor.


    He moved to Tasiilaq in a guest house he rented and there was a barn.


    I moved in with him and we ate fish together.


    The local population was shocked to see a dragon for the first time and I became a bit of a local deity. I asked what we could fish for to please and brought back tuna, a big one that we shared with the whole village.


    They had no doubt that I was a hunter with my "tail sheath clothes and my registration like an airplane" and above all, my big shotgun in a band. Even if it was less effective than my breath, it inspired respect.


    In the head of a reckless hunter who would be tempted to see me as a trophy, the fact that I could answer with a gun made him wonder twice.


    I was asked if I knew how to use the gun. And, to meet their expectations, I drew the gun and fired at the target that I didn''t miss in less than a second.


    Impressive! and I finished the target by beheading it with the tail sword and before falling back to the ground, it was cremated in mid-flight.


    Terrifying! I was a hunter too!


    The killer whalers, or killer whales, recognized me as one of their own.


    They also had a shaman and he came to visit me. I loved shamans and I told him about Wanda and he told me that he knew her too and that they spoke to each other through the way of the spirits and that one day I too should be able to do so. The mind of a dragon was even more powerful and my mind as a human child had reached the end of its path. and that''s why I was devoured and incarnated as a dragon to return to my path and become a dragon in spirit too. The body was there to guide me, but I still had to go through some tests.


    A shaman dragon must undergo a terrible ordeal that the human mind is unable to endure and that I had to prepare myself internally for this journey.


    For that I had to be taken care of again by mother dragon. This trip, I had to do it alone.


    After a good feast in community, the shaman blessed me, and his children beat the drum and tribal drawings were drawn on me with a kind of black wax that lasted several days.


    I loved folklore! And dancing!


    At night, the polar bears, did not dare to roam near the garbage cans, their instinct shouted at them that a super-predator was here.


    And I did what I had dreamed of doing for a long time and, of course with the chief''s permission:


    I''m roaring for the first time as a dragon!


    ROOOOOAAAAAAAARRRR


    The scream echoed for miles inland.


    Mother, with her 2 dragonets, gave a smile: "I''m waiting for you, Wistala!"