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Climb to the Dragons Den 2

Dust, dust so thick you couldnt see your hand right in front of your face, dust so dirty you would be covered with it in seconds. Shawn woke completely covered, Shawns mind flooded with memories of what transpired. There was a cave, then there was a dragon, and then the cave collapsed. DRAGON! Shawn jolted from his trance and looked around, it was pitch black, Shawn coughed vigorously as his lungs filled with dirt that swirled through the air, Shawn moved his hand around trying to find his light, his hand hit only rocks until he found it, he fumbled in the dark for the switch. A beam of light, like a search light penetrated the darkness, he covered his mouth with the collar of his shirt, the light roamed around hitting only piles of rubble and dirt.

Shawn was lying beside the cave wall, behind him WAS the cave exit, which is now a pile of rocks. Slowly the dust settled, Shawn looked at his leg, where the dragon got him, it was red and swollen, and a gash an inch wide and 2 long gashes spread across his shin. Shawn grimaced and ripped off a bit of his shorts tying it around his wound, so the dust would not settle in it.

Shawn let his situation fall in, here he was stuck in a cave with very limited supplies, wounded by a beast he thought was only a figment of imagination. Shawn sighed and looked around for his things. "What do I have?" Shawn found his gun under some rocks, it was scratched but looked good, he looked at the casings, three empty, three left. "Wait a minute, my walky talky!" He crawled around the cave floor looking for the only thing that could save him, the flash light zoomed around the cave, seeing something reflect the light Shawn headed for it, jumping and climbing over rocks when he needed to. Shawn moaned, there on the hard rock floor was his smashed walky talky. There was no way it would work now.

Shawn sighed in despair through his shirt, there was no light, there was no breeze, and there was no way out. Shawn collected his thoughts again, then sitting down on a rock he made up his mind. He was going to follow the cave out, there must be an exit, and if he happened to stumble upon something interesting, he would take it. He stood up and wheeled around, slipping his gun into his pocket and hefting his bag. Shawn headed off into the dark damp cave, taking slow steps, his flash light pointed to the ground in front of him.

Shawn walked aimlessly forward, the air was now musky and damp, but clear of dust. Shawns mind spanned, his thoughts returning to the dragon. Shawn was scared of that beast, he truly was, its eyes seemed to bore a hole in your skull, Shawn had no idea why a dragon was here. Shawn spoke to him self for some reason, it made more sense when he said it out loud. "Me of all people seemed to have found a dragon, a dragon that tried to kill me, if only they-" Shawn stopped in his dismay of the realisation. Those bones he found must have been of other explorers! Shawn stopped, all the stories say that dragons guard gold, and this dragon, to fight so viciously must have been guarding something special.
With that thought he continued down the almost endless cavern, his foot steps echoed and continuous dripping followed him. Soon a light was visible in the near darkness, Shawn started to run, thinking it was the cave exit, the air became fresher and less musky. Shawn covered his face as the light momentarily blinded him, soon his eyes adjusted allowing him to see once more. This was not the exit, he was standing in a large dome, the ceiling was covered in small but deep cracks allowing light and air to seep in. Shawn switched his flash light off and scanned the cavern for more details, there was another tunnel at the end, Shawn smiled, breathing a sigh of relief that was his way out. Something on the floor got his attention, the floor was covered in hundreds of deep gashes that look like they came from huge cats, his heart missed a beat. This was the dragon's lair.

The harder he looked the more he saw, black and colourless scales marking the floor, bones piled in a corner and another thing that caught his eye, a small pile of shiny things. Those things varied from glasses to bear bottles watches, mirrors, and some money as well. Shawn smiled like the teen he was. He skipped over to the pile, but as he neared it the pile squeaked, Shawn skidded to a stop. He listened, silent as he could be, pattering of small feet and clicking of coins, along with undetermined squeaking made Shawn's hand shake, he pulled out his pistol and slowly rounded the pile. "It must be a mouse right".... Shawn eyes winded and his heart fluttered in fear, shock, and confusion. "T-that ain't no mouse" He stuttered. In front of him, spiralled out on a pile of coins, was a baby dragon.

The baby dragon was a deep dark green, it was only 5 ft long and about 2-3ft high, it had two huge green wings, sharp eagle like claws and sharp pure white teeth, two black horns sprouted from the back of its roughly triangular head. It looked at him with matching green eyes, its emotions were hard to tell as it was so alien. The dragon stirred and lifted its head looking directly at Shawn's eyes. Shawn was frozen is place, his gun was shaking continuously while pointed at the hatchling, Shawn's mind raced on what to do, the hatchling growled and stood up on all fours, legs bent and low on the floor like it was going to pounce. Shawn eyes widened with fear, his body took control, his arm steadied and he took a better stance legs spread out, he yelled in a deep and sure voice, "Stop, don't move, I don't want to hurt you." The hatchling turn its head sideways like a dog does when confused, Shawn shock his head shunning himself, "It's a f**ken dragon and a hatchling at that, there's no way it understands, beside its only an animal."

The dragon soon moved around him circling, fangs bared, growling. "That is not a good sign…" Shawn thought, he followed the green dragon around the room, Shawn thought on what to do, okay I was assigned to find something of value and search the cave, I did search some of it and I found the most valued thing of all two dra-...Oh shit, he made the connection, that black dragon MUST of been the mother! She was guarding her hatchling! And I KILLED HER. Shawn was not positive the mother was dead but it seemed like it, Shawn made up his mind. He was going to find away out, and his find was going to be the hatchling. Some how he was going to capture it. But how?

Before he had a chance to think on it, the dragon made its move, it started to run around Shawn, the dragon moved faster and faster, soon Shawn had trouble keeping his gun on target. He dragon suddenly stopped hard in its tracks, jumping on the pile of goods and then leaping at Shawn, claws spread and lethal, teeth ready to clamp down on him. Shawn, unable to stop his motion as the dragon did, left his side exposed to the dragon, he whirled around to meet the hatchling but was to late, Shawn fell hard on the ground, as a 400 pound hatchling slamed into him, shawns sight flashed red as his head hit a rock, dazzing him. Shawns gun lay on the ground 3 feet away, if only he could reach it. Shawn felt a heavy weight press on his stumic making it almost imposable to breath, talons shape as knifes cut into his skin but did not go deep. eye lids heavy Shawn looked into the green cat like eyes of the hatchling sitting contently on his chest, expecting to see hunger even rage, as the hatchling devowered him. instead he saw curiosity. the hatchling made not move to eat him or finnish the kill it only watched shawn from his perch. Shawn slowly drifted out, his mind going blank. The last thing shawn saw was the hatchling, and his last thought was, for the second time that day, wether he would survive this, to see another day. for some unknow reason Shawn thought he had a chance, for now....TO BE CONTINUED