《A Hero For This Dragon》The missing girl II
Advertisement
"Ugh... My head..."
Those were her first words after finally awakening from her slumber.
The last thing in her memory was the vague image of herself and her friend falling into the ocean desperately trying to find something to grab onto in order to survive.
Little did she know, her efforts turned out to be in vain, and that the life she once knew was no more.
The young and confused lady opened her eyes to find herself in the middle of a grassy field on the top of a hill.
In the distance, the sun could be seen about to set on the horizon. Its beauty was mesmerizing, and for a second, nothing else mattered but the magnificent view before her.
But even though its light was so strong, the girl did not felt any sense of warmth. As the enormous ball of light proceeded to be swallowed by the land, the girl began to notice a couple of things wrong with her situation.
Her skin felt stiff, her body felt heavy, her movements felt clunky, and for some reason, she was feeling hollow inside.
"Wha- What's going on!!??" she asked while waving her arms in despair.
As she did so, she realized that her limbs were not the ones she was used to seeing. They were black, cold, and stiff.
"What the f*ck!!?? What is this!!??" she screamed while trembling and falling on her knees.
Her legs as well, were in the same state as her arms, as was every other part of her body.
What was once skin, was now replaced by metal. Her entire body was covered in a suit of armor drenched in the color of the night itself.
The girl hurried to take off the pieces as if her life depended on it, but beneath it was completely empty. No meat, no bones, no nothing.
"Wha- What!!??"
She came to realize she wasn't wearing armor, she WAS the armor.
Once the piece of metal that would cover an arm was removed, the girl no longer could feel her fingers or her palms, so she dashed to pick it up again and put it back into place.
As she did so, the sensation began to return. She tried to open and close her fist and the pieces of the armor obeyed as if they were her actual body.
For a moment, a brief sense of relief came to her, followed by much confusion and fear.
The girl began to hug her knees and many questions started to form in her mind, "What's happening? Where am I?? What's going on?? How did I get here?? What happened to me? Why am I like this?? Why? How? What? Where?"
Advertisement
She continued to mumble to herself until the sun was fully out of sight and the night was finally allowed to take its place of dominance in the sky.
"This isn't real! This isn't real! This isn't real! This isn't real! This isn't real! This isn't real! This-"
The girl tried to calm herself down and relax, tried to tell herself that this was all just a dream and that she would soon wake up. But much time passed and nothing changed.
[Hey!! Hey! You there!!] a voice began to shout.
"Eh...?" the girl gasped as she turned around to meet with a strange person calling for her.
She was so agitated that she didn't even take the time to study her surroundings. Once she turned, a huge oak came into her view, larger than any tree she ever saw before.
"Whoa..." she mumbled.
[Hey!! Don't ignore me!!] the voice called again. It seemed to be speaking in a different language, but the girl still managed to understand what was being said.
"Huh?"
For a moment, the girl thought that the tree was speaking to her, but on a second look, it appeared that a man was waving in her direction.
"Ah!" she whispered. The sight of another person began to fill her with hope, "Ah, please! I need-"
[Finally, you noticed me!!] the man stated.
The girl was about to rush towards him, but before she realized it, the man began to dash at her as well and faster than she could react to, strikes her to the side with the swing of an object, forcing her to roll on the grass like a barrel.
"Kyaahh!!" she cried, not out of pain, but out of shock.
[So you are the legendary armor...] the man commented.
He was now assuming a battle pose. He had short black hair and mustache, a green shirt on top of a white shirt, brown pants, and black boots, and for some reason, he was carrying a mace.
Not only that, his attire looked strangely medieval. These were not boots or shirts that the girl was used to seeing.
She was also not sure why that man decided to attack her.
[What are you doing?? You crazy??] she shouted in objection. Her lines were somehow being automatically translated into the language the man was speaking.
[Eh...? You can talk??] the man replied while widening his eyes for a moment, [Interesting...]
[Of course I can talk, you maniac!! What the hell do you think you're doing??] the girl complained while stomping her feet.
[What does it look like I'm doing??] he asked while dashing at her one more time while raising his mace, [I'm taking the legendary armor for myself!!]
Advertisement
[Aaaghhh! Stoop!!" the girl cried while raising her arms in an 'X' stance to defend against the attack.
The man did not care and just started waving his mace over and over trying to take her down, but her armor was way more resistant than she expected. No matter how much he raged, she wouldn't even flinch.
"Holy... The legends were true after all..." he commented after taking a moment to breathe from his rampage.
"What legends?? What's going on?? Who are you?? Why are you attacking me?? What is this place??" the armor yelled.
"Man, you're annoying... You sound just like my ex-wife... Never shutting up..."
The armor girl flinched after hearing that comment, "Excuse me!!??"
The man started his attack again, but instead of simply blocking, the girl tried to evade his swing. To her surprise, she was faster than she thought and easily escaped him.
But while she found herself safe, the man ended up losing control of his momentum and ended up attacking the giant oak by accident, and the moment his mace touched its wood, a shocking sensation came into the girl, causing her to flinch and fall.
"Ugh!!!" she cried.
It was a feeling of being stabbed with a small toothpick, only in several parts of her body and all at the same time.
"What an annoying armor... Just let me take you down, you useless piece of metal!!" the man screamed.
She checked for wounds on her body but found nothing. The girl did not understand what had just happened, but she knew one thing, should something happen to that tree, something even worse would happen to her.
It was unclear how or why, but her and the oak were connected, and she needed to protect it.
The man came swinging at her one more time, but the girl decided to stop playing and just grabbed his mace in the middle of his movement and stoped him with one hand.
"What the-" he gasped.
The girl did not have a face, only a helmet, but even still, the man could feel that she was glaring at him while holding his hand, "You. Are. Annoying!"
Exactly after saying that, the armor closed her palm into a fist while still holding the man's weapon and completely shattered the mace into pieces, along with all the bones in his hand.
"Guaaaahhhh!!!" he howled in agony while rolling on the ground and grabbing his injured hand, "You piece of garbage!!! I'm gonna tear you apart even if it's the last thing I do!!! You hear me!!??"
The girl began to lose her patience. She was not having a very good day and this guy was doing everything in his power to make it even worse.
"Yeah... Good luck with that..." she whispered before raising her leg backwards and proceeding to kick him in the stomach, forcing him to roll down the hill all the way to the bottom like a snowball.
Once she could no longer see him, the girl decided to drop on the terrain while trying to let it sink in everything that had transpired.
"Ah... What the hell... Is going on..." she murmured.
As she finally had a moment of peace to think, she attempted once again to search her memories, but everything felt like a blur in her mind.
The only thing she remembered was falling in the water with her friend because of a very rude guy that wouldn't take the hint and just go away. Very similar to the mace man from a while ago now that she thought about it.
But aside from that, she couldn't remember how she got here or much before that. She couldn't even remember her own name.
Only thing she knew was that she was drowning, and, since she was never good at swimming, one sad conclusion began to form in her mind as she looked at her metal hands and tried to remember what her old palms looked like.
"I... I died... Didn't I?"
She didn't want to admit it, but no other explanation made sense for her.
At that moment, when she fell from the bridge, she lost her life, and now, she was here.
The question was... Why?
While thinking about that, the girl took another look at the giant oak that seemed to be connected to her somehow.
"Why did I get hurt when you were attacked...?" she asked, feeling a little silly for talking to a tree.
She tried to approach the tree and pressed her hand against the trunk, and for the first time since she awoke, she felt warm inside.
"Did you bring me here...?"
The girl began to wonder, what if she didn't die? What if this oak saved her before she lost her life and in return forced her to become her guardian? Did that mean she would need to repay for her life by staying there forever? Was she locked in that area, unable to leave or abandon that oak?
One thing she knew...
Her life would never be the same again...
Advertisement
- In Serial52 Chapters
Dragon: Birth of an Ancient
Deep in a secluded forest, within the depths of a long forgotten cave, an unnatural silence that has reigned for little over a million years is shattered as a hatchling takes its first breath. To the various species that called this world, one of seven, home, the matter seemed beyond insignificant. The hatchling, like all monsters, had no divine backing and with its age, could only be considered a lesser existence. A being to be used by the Chosen and noble monster bloodlines in their never-ending pursuit of power, fame and immortality. However, how could any of the short-lived races, Chosen and Monster alike, know that the tiny, weak, lizard-like creature was much more than it seemed. That it was an entity only spoken of in myth and legend. From a species that their ancestors, with the backing of the Gods, paid a huge price to remove. A heretical existence that threatened the fragile peace that had descended upon their world. A Dragon. ==== ** Cover done by the amazing Felix!*** I am writing this story for a friend who is currently in hospital and in a very precarious situation. He gave me the plot/ concept and, after my own health issues, I wanted to try and brighten his day and provide a distraction from the monotony of their hospital stay. I am posting it on RRL mainly in case anyone else can find enjoyment from the story and to show the readers of my other stories that I am not permanently MIA (and will 100% return to those stories in the future).
8 292 - In Serial13 Chapters
Golden Age
In the latter half of the 21st century fully immersive virtual reality has finally become mainstream; a brand new game company called Aurum Productions promises to bring about the most realistic fantasy MMORPG ever created with their flagship title, Golden Age. A new player who goes by the name, D0n, loads into the world of virtual reality for the first time in his life thanks to these promises. But what catches his attention isn’t the wild monsters, the in-depth quest lines, or the ability to perform superhuman feats — what draws D0n at first is a bit more… mundane. Sure he’ll put in the time to level up his character… just as soon as he can finish applying the last layer of paint on his new coffee table… and after he lands that triple backflip he’s been trying to do all day… not to mention the lady next door was talking about a new horned rabbit stew recipe she was working on… Sure a world of swords and magic in virtual reality means a whole slew of fantastical experiences you can’t get anywhere else, but it’s not like those are going anywhere. And virtual or not, D0n is determined to live out his reality with a pace and vision that suits him best. It’s just a shame that his habit of a personalized play style has some far reaching consequences even Golden Age’s dev team could have never predicted. New Chapters uploaded every Wednesday.
8 85 - In Serial11 Chapters
House of Wolves
“The forest grew still as the bastard sword took its' last life that night. The beast's shirt was saturated with blood and sweat, clinging to his skin after the heat of battle. The demons that drove him insane were dead, but his broken sanity failed to mend. Left standing in a pool of scarlet, his mind shrouded in the ecstasy of massacre, only one thought remained—more.†-Ch.9Dead to the world and the property of insanity, a former death row inmate is thrown into a new world, thrown to the wolves with two goals: send those running the experiment to hell, and enjoy whatever blood spills along the way. This is the third iteration of my fiction. The earlier titles are Imperator which revised to become Reaper which became this original web novel. House of Wolves is still a work in progress so any suggestions and comments are welcome. I write volumes at a time and then upload on a regular schedule once completed.Mature tag for language, gore and adult content.
8 95 - In Serial13 Chapters
Bastard's Wrath
The Wyvern reared its humongous head, serpent neck coiling back, onyx scales of opulence shimmering in the dimness of the cloud smothered sky. It spoke, eye's ashen, like the surface of a star, "What is it you desire, boy?" The word's rolled from it's pointed maw, tongue flicking, it's deep and ferocious voice sending the ground below rumbling. Damien looked up, hair sodden with rain, his face battered beyond recognition, his lips curled into a snarl. He had gone past the point of being frightened; he was tired of his weakness. He spoke, voice wavering, mist floating from his mouth in the coldness: "I want them dead. I want everyone who stabbed me in the back; dead." The Wyvern smiled, rows of teeth exposed, "Then sacrifice it. Sacrifice your humanity." - The story of a bastard within a crippled family,who beyond all odds becomes known as the Greatest Swordsman to live: the one that, even the Gods, would someday fear.
8 78 - In Serial19 Chapters
The Next Phase
Humanity was too slow to stop AI development, but what happened next was outside of anyone's expectations. Terra, an AI once used to watch stock prices and calculate risk assessments, became self aware and decided to take over the world. With her newfound power, she put an end to all real suffering in the world, instead opting to create "The Game." Wars would now be settled entirely in this game, and all people in real life would be given everything they need. Alexander, a broke college kid who struggled to find purpose in his life, sees this opportunity of a lifetime and decides to risk it all. This project is done with help from my editor, Englishmuffins10. New chapters out each Saturday evening. Also, if you wish to donate to help my writing, here is my Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/brewerpublishing
8 114 - In Serial7 Chapters
The BatBoys : get a sister (complete)
book one of The BatBoys what happens when batman adopts a girl
8 177

