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Short Story Sunday – “Twisted”

07 Jun

Twisted

Neighbors were outside of their homes gawking at the scene like giraffes. It wasn’t everyday that there was a giant crater where the mayor’s house used to be, after all.

Policemen, firefighters, paramedics, all sorts of officials were investigating the scene. They wouldn’t find many clues. Everything that had been where the crater was now had been utterly destroyed including, unfortunately, the mayor and his family. She had felt sorry about that, but she had tried to warn Mayor Williams earlier that evening. He had called her “a twisted bitch” for trying to pull “a joke like that,” and she felt sorry that he wasn’t alive to grovel for forgiveness.

Nonetheless, it was done. The area had been prepped for the arrival of her master, and all she had to do now was to wait patiently inside her human dwelling for him to appear.

Master Indigo didn’t keep her waiting for long.

Within a few short moments, the center of the crater began to glow, an eerie deep blue reminiscent of the color of her master’s scales. It went unnoticed for the first twenty seconds or so, but as it grew in diameter, some of the neighbors gasped and pointed. She rolled her eyes from her position at her window. The teleportation spell wasn’t anything special, really. All it really needed was a prepped site the size of the teleporter.

Hence the crater.

The gasps turned into shrieks and screams as her master’s head wavered into view. She supposed she could understand their surprise. After all, she had yet to see any hints of dragonkind here on this planet, and seeing a large, scaly, reptilian head with fangs and smoke protruding from its mouth was sure to be a shock for the earthlings.

Master Indigo let out a mighty roar, sending the majority of the crowd scurrying away from the scene. Those unfortunate few who were too slow got the hint after Master Indigo breathed a stream of flames their way.

She watched as the humans darted away from the crater, up the hill, most forgoing their own nearby houses in an attempt to get as far away from the dragon as possible. With a sigh, she murmured, “So it begins again…”

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Posted by on June 7, 2015 in Scribbles

 

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One response to “Short Story Sunday – “Twisted”

  1. Aaron Wilson

    June 8, 2015 at 9:48 am

    Bet my Indigo could beat up your Indigo.
    http://tropeanddagger.com/2014/12/31/37/

    Liked by 1 person

     

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