Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-33389101-20181221234926/@comment-34052734-20190103034825

“I’m fine,” Mizu said quietly. “Just a little scattered, that’s all..”

The dragon threw the dead man down. ''You looked at me with the most pitiful of glares—one day, I was supposed to die and the whole world wouldn’t give a shit. Well, sir, look for yourself. I’ve made a lot of people hate me for the things I didn’t do. Maybe they’ll like me for what I did do. I saved them, yes. I saved you, sir. Because one day, I would come back stronger. Stronger than the twenty dragons that left me for dead. Stronger than the most loyal of guards. Stronger than you. ''

''This is the day that I take back any of the apologies I have uttered because today—well, this is the day where I stopped being nice. I start being me. People like you told me that I wouldn’t even last twenty-four hours out there alone. I lasted for years. And then I found her. I found what I was looking for, I found what I was fighting for—and then you go on to just do her away like that. ‘Never seen a dragon-man before?’ I asked her—and she damn right stayed by my side, broken and bruised, left out and used. And my brother, he kept kicking me aside and telling me that I was a good-for-nothing, a traitor. ‘If you don’t think the King earned his power, then fight him.’ And then when he left the room, I still remember what I said: ‘I will...I will! I will find a way.’

‘HEAL ME, YOU DAMN FREAK!’ you roared at her—and she listened. She was weak, but she listened—and then we broke free. It wasn’t until later on when I went back that I knew why I was fighting in the first place. ‘I’m fighting for my kingdom!’ my brother said, ‘Not running off like you, you fucking coward!’ If being a coward was what it took for me to survive, then I did a damn good job.''

''She and I made it back to my ruined home, tired, cold, hungry. And she went on to ask me: ‘How’d you get these?’ Well, how did I get these marks? Long, jagged scars down my neck to my chest, torn skin across my back? Fighting. Fighting all alone, against the world. Fighting in the beginning and dying in the end. ‘Traitor!’''

''I wonder if those chickens are dead yet under her magic rope. The scavengers must have gotten to them. There were four, four chickens that we could have had...and I haven’t eaten in the last eight or so days because of you, you bitch. I guess it’s come back around, because you sir, you won’t be eating on your deathbed.''

''We then came across a little Aquatic rascal as we just began to settle. He didn’t like me much, but he did enlighten her, and that’s all that cut it for me—her happiness. We did have to return him though; ‘I’m not that big, but I can carry both of you.’ And it worked.''

''She was taken in the most cruel of ways, brought to the Queen. The Queen, she was the most reasonable lady I’ve met, and I knew she would let us go...if it we’re for your fucking soldiers. We met two of hers, one bombarding the poor girl with questions, but it was her curiousity that struck me, rather than her impatience. We were evacuated.''

''And then, I saw him. He didn’t look the same as I remembered—strong, angry, fearless. My brother’s eyes met mine and...you fucking changed him. ‘You either choose that excuse for a human or your kingdom,’ he snarled. And then? He just let me go. And took her.''

''‘You truly are foolish,’ you said to me. I was thrown down, beaten, but not broken. I was never broken. You murdered me, but she brought me back to life. I needed her, and she needed me. And you know what? I will never forget how much I loved her.''

''‘What more do I have to lose? I have you now and I’m not going to risk losing you. Let me go with you.’ I’ve made my promise. And I will never, ever, leave her behind again.''