A long time ago, in a world called Dragon Land, dragons and humans lived together. But they weren’t peaceful at all. The humans hated the dragons—any sight of them would make them want to exterminate them. Soldiers were specially trained to fight dragons, and they would use larger-than-normal crossbows equipped with arrows that were nearly the size of a human.
After years and years of skirmishes, the fewer numbered dragons started to die out. However, some opposing humans didn’t like the idea of an extinct species. So, they started taming the dragons, gaining their trust. The opposing humans started to build sanctuaries far away from human conquests, hoping that they would never find out. The human army eventually found the sanctuaries. They spent days ravaging and destroying them, until only one was still standing.
Jay woke up in his little room. It was another normal morning with birds chirping and sunlight pouring in the room.
“Another training day at camp,” he sighed
He opened the door and filed out into the camp area, met by a cool breeze. He was training to become a dragon exterminator. Jay didn’t want to kill dragons, but he just wanted to protect the humans. He had no choice because the human’s leader drafted them to go to train. All his fellow friends were already eating breakfast: a simple piece of meat and bread.
“We are going to play capture the pole!” said the camp commander.
The attendants shouted in approval. And so, the game started with Jay on the red team, with blue being the opponents. His helmet was so heavy that he barely could run straight without falling. The main goal was to get the opponents’ pole and bring it back to one’s base without getting tagged. So, Jay wandered toward blue team’s base. Along the way he saw a distraction: movement in the bushes.
“Huh,” wondered Jay out loud.
Jay followed the source of the sound. A ripple of leaves fell out and something ran.
He trudged after it but lost his way.
“Argh,” Jay exclaimed
He spotted faint tracks of footsteps. Not normal ones though. Jay bent down and inspected them: It was three lines, as if they belonged to a dinosaur.
Are those dragon footsteps? Jay wondered. I thought dragons were extinct.
He continued deeper into the creepy and damp forest, with a feeling of being watched. He left footsteps along the muddy ground. Jay became aware of his surroundings, and suddenly spotted a skull and some bones.
A chill surged down his back, he shuddered.
“That’s probably from the wars.”
He noticed a hole in a leafy and lush hill. Jay peeked in it, but it was too small to go into. Perhaps the thing that the noise came from went into this. Jay got a stick and jabbed it into the hole. It made a clicking noise and something opened.
“Wow, something must be down there,” declared Jay as he saw a marble floor underneath.
Jay made the hole wide enough so he could enter. He dropped down onto the marble floor, which was a little dusty but so exciting. Then he heard a growl. It was a dragon—a dragon—a cute furry one! It probably was the noise source he had heard earlier.
Then someone’s voice rang out, “Who’s there?!”
A boy about the size of Jay walked.
“Who are you and you’re not welcome here,” the boy said.
Jay stiffened, he didn’t want to tell that he was a soldier, beads of sweat trickling down his neck.
“U- uh… I’m a person training trooper camp but I mean no harm,” said Jay. “By the way, I just saw a dragon.”
“Yes, we are the last sanctuary for the dragons.”
Yells broke out above shouting Jay’s name.
Realizing Jay had been here for many hours, he quickly dashed back up.
“Got to go, see you later,” Jay climbed up the ladder up into the lush forest.
He ran quickly back and bumped into one of his fellow trainees at camp.
“Where have you been,” he asked.
Jay hoped he hadn’t seen what he was doing. Jay disputed what say in his mind. He didn’t want all the dragons to die.
“I got lost,” Dave lied.
“Ok, let’s go back,” commanded the other trainee.
Jay turned around and saw the person that was in the dragon keep and winked at him.
“So dragons are real,” thought Jay.
After years and years of skirmishes, the fewer numbered dragons started to die out. However, some opposing humans didn’t like the idea of an extinct species. So, they started taming the dragons, gaining their trust. The opposing humans started to build sanctuaries far away from human conquests, hoping that they would never find out. The human army eventually found the sanctuaries. They spent days ravaging and destroying them, until only one was still standing.
Jay woke up in his little room. It was another normal morning with birds chirping and sunlight pouring in the room.
“Another training day at camp,” he sighed
He opened the door and filed out into the camp area, met by a cool breeze. He was training to become a dragon exterminator. Jay didn’t want to kill dragons, but he just wanted to protect the humans. He had no choice because the human’s leader drafted them to go to train. All his fellow friends were already eating breakfast: a simple piece of meat and bread.
“We are going to play capture the pole!” said the camp commander.
The attendants shouted in approval. And so, the game started with Jay on the red team, with blue being the opponents. His helmet was so heavy that he barely could run straight without falling. The main goal was to get the opponents’ pole and bring it back to one’s base without getting tagged. So, Jay wandered toward blue team’s base. Along the way he saw a distraction: movement in the bushes.
“Huh,” wondered Jay out loud.
Jay followed the source of the sound. A ripple of leaves fell out and something ran.
He trudged after it but lost his way.
“Argh,” Jay exclaimed
He spotted faint tracks of footsteps. Not normal ones though. Jay bent down and inspected them: It was three lines, as if they belonged to a dinosaur.
Are those dragon footsteps? Jay wondered. I thought dragons were extinct.
He continued deeper into the creepy and damp forest, with a feeling of being watched. He left footsteps along the muddy ground. Jay became aware of his surroundings, and suddenly spotted a skull and some bones.
A chill surged down his back, he shuddered.
“That’s probably from the wars.”
He noticed a hole in a leafy and lush hill. Jay peeked in it, but it was too small to go into. Perhaps the thing that the noise came from went into this. Jay got a stick and jabbed it into the hole. It made a clicking noise and something opened.
“Wow, something must be down there,” declared Jay as he saw a marble floor underneath.
Jay made the hole wide enough so he could enter. He dropped down onto the marble floor, which was a little dusty but so exciting. Then he heard a growl. It was a dragon—a dragon—a cute furry one! It probably was the noise source he had heard earlier.
Then someone’s voice rang out, “Who’s there?!”
A boy about the size of Jay walked.
“Who are you and you’re not welcome here,” the boy said.
Jay stiffened, he didn’t want to tell that he was a soldier, beads of sweat trickling down his neck.
“U- uh… I’m a person training trooper camp but I mean no harm,” said Jay. “By the way, I just saw a dragon.”
“Yes, we are the last sanctuary for the dragons.”
Yells broke out above shouting Jay’s name.
Realizing Jay had been here for many hours, he quickly dashed back up.
“Got to go, see you later,” Jay climbed up the ladder up into the lush forest.
He ran quickly back and bumped into one of his fellow trainees at camp.
“Where have you been,” he asked.
Jay hoped he hadn’t seen what he was doing. Jay disputed what say in his mind. He didn’t want all the dragons to die.
“I got lost,” Dave lied.
“Ok, let’s go back,” commanded the other trainee.
Jay turned around and saw the person that was in the dragon keep and winked at him.
“So dragons are real,” thought Jay.
