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Chapter 3: Evil in White Scales

Captain Martinez tromped through the underbrush, his men following behind, the sun slowly setting to their left, another late night patrol. All around mighty oaks loomed, like giant ancient soldiers standing in formation, the dusk air was still and quiet, not a sound was heard save for the faint clinking of armor, and Martinez didn't like it. Even in dusk, a forest is still alive with some kind of life, be it fox or bear, bat or bird, mouse or cricket, but it seemed as though they were the only living creatures making a sound, a bad omen. The captain stopped, he looked around, "something wrong?" a soldier asked, "just a feeling," he responded, they continued onward, though a little nervous form their captains words, the forest now seemed less quiet, they jumped at imagined every noise, within their minds they cursed the captain for his chilling words, but soon these fears began to subside, as all things do, and the forest was quieter once more.

Then a man disappeared.

It was quick, like the whisper of the wind, a yelp, a crunch and when they turned, the rear-most man was gone. Now the Spaniards were scared, they stood in a lopsided circle, scanning around then, but could find nothing, suddenly a sweet female voice cut through the tension, "oh my, look how scared you all are," the voice cooed, "you've lost a man, and now you can't find who took him, oh dear I wonder who will be next?" a giggle rang through the trees, almost from everywhere, "w-who are you?! Show yourself in the name of Spain!"

"Spain? oh, so your part of the invading army I've heard so much about."

"In the name of Spain, I command you-" voice suggested? Or stay and wait out the night? Their question was answered with another man disappearing.

They broke off in a panic, scattering in all directions, the night air now alive with screams of terror as the frightened men scrambled through the forest. The laugh had come agian, louder, full of playfully excitement, and only got louder as the number of screams dwindled, until one remained. The corpral pressed his back against a tree, looking around himself fearfully, all about him was nothing but shadows and trees, he heard the voice, still sounding playful and inoccent, "oh look, I seemed to have missed one, I really need to keep better track of my prey," the female voice purred, "but perhaps, since you are the last, you might as well get to see one last image of beauty," the corpral gave a yelp as he felt something coil around him and the tree, pinning him to it, he looked down to see a large glimmering white scaled tail. The tail tightened around him, causing him to gasp and wheeze, there was a chuckle, and again the voice tormented him, "aw, what's the matter? am I squeezing too hard?"

"what are you?!" the corpral shouted into the darkness, something came around the tree, a narrow triangle head, a mouth filled with fangs, a predatory look in it's piecing red eyes, and covered in glittering pearl white scales, the head of a dragon. The Spaniard opened his mouth to scream, but the dragon tightened it's tail crushing the wind out of him, "now now," it began in the same voice the corpral had heard before, "there's no need to scream, not yet anyway," the dragoness smiled at him maliciously, then walked around the tree and brought her body into full view. She was big, the Spaniard noticed with growing fear, about 96 feet long, maybe more! Her body was muscled, but slim, scales smooth and sparkling, wings that could block out the sun, talons as big as a man, "now, I know you want to live, but your going to die, unless," she layed down in front of the tree, looking at him, "you can tell me anything interesting."

"Corpral Augustino, member of squa-" the tail tighened, "I'm not interested in who you are, or your squad, I want to know about this war, what are your motives?" she loosened her tail, allow Austino to speak, "O-our motives? are you satying you have sided with the French?" the dragoness chuckled, "me? choose a side in a human conflict?" her chuckle became a laugh, "oh, how long has it been since I met a human that could make me laugh, I might just keep you alive just to make me laugh, please, say more amusing things," the corpral flinched at the thought of being a dragon's fool, which provoked a giggle from the great beast, "oh don't worry, I always treat my pets well, if they be good," she gave him a toothy smile, "or maybe I'll just kill you," her tail once again tightened on him, he squirmed, "even if...you...kill me...your time...come...for you and...the other dragon!" he cried out as he felt soomething, but then the tail stopped squeezing him, first it loosened, then released him from the tree, he stumbled when he hit the ground, but his freedom was short lived as the dragoness picked him up nd held him close to her eye, "what other dragon?" Augustino blinked, "Captain Franco's squad was killed a few weeks ago, those nearby say it was a dragon slightly smaller then you, with scales as dark as night, and eyes as red as rubies," the dragoness's eyes widened, she lowered him away from her head, then a smile spread across her face, "Seraph," she whispered to herself, "how long has it been since we were this close?" she looked down at the Spaniard, " today is your lucky day human, I'm going to let you live, but you have to get more of your comrades to help me track down this dragon, deal?" Augstino considered it, she could be lying, but then again, the look in her eyes was dead serious, "deal" he said.

Description
Chapter 3: Evil in White Scales

Captain Martinez tromped through the underbrush, his men following behind, the sun slowly setting to their left, another late night patrol. All around mighty oaks loomed, like giant ancient soldiers standing in formation, the dusk air was still and quiet, not a sound was heard save for the faint clinking of armor, and Martinez didn't like it. Even in dusk, a forest is still alive with some kind of life, be it fox or bear, bat or bird, mouse or cricket, but it seemed as though they were the only living creatures making a sound, a bad omen. The captain stopped, he looked around, "something wrong?" a soldier asked, "just a feeling," he responded, they continued onward, though a little nervous form their captains words, the forest now seemed less quiet, they jumped at imagined every noise, within their minds they cursed the captain for his chilling words, but soon these fears began to subside, as all things do, and the forest was quieter once more.

Then a man disappeared.

It was quick, like the whisper of the wind, a yelp, a crunch and when they turned, the rear-most man was gone. Now the Spaniards were scared, they stood in a lopsided circle, scanning around then, but could find nothing, suddenly a sweet female voice cut through the tension, "oh my, look how scared you all are," the voice cooed, "you've lost a man, and now you can't find who took him, oh dear I wonder who will be next?" a giggle rang through the trees, almost from everywhere, "w-who are you?! Show yourself in the name of Spain!"

"Spain? oh, so your part of the invading army I've heard so much about."

"In the name of Spain, I command you-" voice suggested? Or stay and wait out the night? Their question was answered with another man disappearing.

They broke off in a panic, scattering in all directions, the night air now alive with screams of terror as the frightened men scrambled through the forest. The laugh had come agian, louder, full of playfully excitement, and only got louder as the number of screams dwindled, until one remained. The corpral pressed his back against a tree, looking around himself fearfully, all about him was nothing but shadows and trees, he heard the voice, still sounding playful and inoccent, "oh look, I seemed to have missed one, I really need to keep better track of my prey," the female voice purred, "but perhaps, since you are the last, you might as well get to see one last image of beauty," the corpral gave a yelp as he felt something coil around him and the tree, pinning him to it, he looked down to see a large glimmering white scaled tail. The tail tightened around him, causing him to gasp and wheeze, there was a chuckle, and again the voice tormented him, "aw, what's the matter? am I squeezing too hard?"

"what are you?!" the corpral shouted into the darkness, something came around the tree, a narrow triangle head, a mouth filled with fangs, a predatory look in it's piecing red eyes, and covered in glittering pearl white scales, the head of a dragon. The Spaniard opened his mouth to scream, but the dragon tightened it's tail crushing the wind out of him, "now now," it began in the same voice the corpral had heard before, "there's no need to scream, not yet anyway," the dragoness smiled at him maliciously, then walked around the tree and brought her body into full view. She was big, the Spaniard noticed with growing fear, about 96 feet long, maybe more! Her body was muscled, but slim, scales smooth and sparkling, wings that could block out the sun, talons as big as a man, "now, I know you want to live, but your going to die, unless," she layed down in front of the tree, looking at him, "you can tell me anything interesting."

"Corpral Augustino, member of squa-" the tail tighened, "I'm not interested in who you are, or your squad, I want to know about this war, what are your motives?" she loosened her tail, allow Austino to speak, "O-our motives? are you satying you have sided with the French?" the dragoness chuckled, "me? choose a side in a human conflict?" her chuckle became a laugh, "oh, how long has it been since I met a human that could make me laugh, I might just keep you alive just to make me laugh, please, say more amusing things," the corpral flinched at the thought of being a dragon's fool, which provoked a giggle from the great beast, "oh don't worry, I always treat my pets well, if they be good," she gave him a toothy smile, "or maybe I'll just kill you," her tail once again tightened on him, he squirmed, "even if...you...kill me...your time...come...for you and...the other dragon!" he cried out as he felt soomething, but then the tail stopped squeezing him, first it loosened, then released him from the tree, he stumbled when he hit the ground, but his freedom was short lived as the dragoness picked him up nd held him close to her eye, "what other dragon?" Augustino blinked, "Captain Franco's squad was killed a few weeks ago, those nearby say it was a dragon slightly smaller then you, with scales as dark as night, and eyes as red as rubies," the dragoness's eyes widened, she lowered him away from her head, then a smile spread across her face, "Seraph," she whispered to herself, "how long has it been since we were this close?" she looked down at the Spaniard, " today is your lucky day human, I'm going to let you live, but you have to get more of your comrades to help me track down this dragon, deal?" Augstino considered it, she could be lying, but then again, the look in her eyes was dead serious, "deal" he said.