The Reclamation (4) (341 hits)
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Submitted by Chronic (View user info) at 2006-10-13 17:13:24 EDT
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The Big One leapt from the depths of the Potomac River and made an almost perfect bee line for the Capital Building. With its enormous talons, it snapped off the Washington Monument roughly 8 feet from the bottom and hurled it like a javelin directly through the capital dome. Military ground forces engaged the creature, estimated at nearly half a mile long, with minimal success. It was hard to even hit, never mind hurt. Despite an almost constant worldwide military effort, as of this point, there were only two confirmed dragon casualties. A very old male that took a miraculously lucky shot to the head and a very young female taken down by the kamikaze effort of a Ukrainian fighter pilot in an old Russian Mig. Another small one, a fast and agile ground dragon, was temporarily captured in Lithuania, but quickly broke free. Two surviving members of the incident said that they believed the creature was merely toying with them, testing their abilities.
The Big One descended upon the White House roof with its enormous front legs, drew in its wings, and snaked its massive, powerful body around the building. Playfully using its ability to spit atomic death, it effortlessly dispatched local resistance. As if becoming frustrated with target practice on such inconsequential opponents, and the irritation of taking explosive shells to its incredibly durable body, it threw its head into the sky and screamed.
"SSSTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPP!"
Military personnel held their fire for the moment. The Big One had just...spoken?
"YOUR KING! I WISH TO SPEAK TO HIM!"
It spoke in an unquestionably menacing snarl. Generals ordered the military to stand down and the UN ordered all charter members to immediately cease any organized actions against the dragons, until further notice. With a chance for negotiation weighed against a terrifyingly destructive war, President Nathan Jackson took the elevator from his underground bunker to the roof of the White House. He walked across the rooftop with what I'm sure he hoped would appear to be a confident stride.
"My name is President Nath.."
"SILENCE! The viral presence of your species on this world is tolerable only to the extent of your submissiveness. It is now our time, our time to reclaim what is rightfully ours, in accordance with the higher life forms. We will choose our territories as we see most fit and we will behave as we see most fit. Welcome to the food chain, Human. Accept your new place."
"Surely we can.."
"NO! I can. My kind can. You're kind may not. You may not...do...anything. You have already done enough, radiating the surface of our world, polluting our skies and seas. Parasites, all of you. You will cease these activities. If you choose to truly oppose us, we will cause an unimaginable level of destruction to your people. There is a difference between hunting from the herd and thinning the herd. Don't force our claw."
"Clearly, you're an intelligent creature. I'm sure there is much we can possibly learn from each other. We wish to coexist and live in peace with your kind."
"We ARE in peace. Do you not live in peace with your bald eagles? It changes not that you hold dominion over them. Now WE hold dominion over YOU."
"A creature so able to debate must be able to see the senselessness of murdering unique and intelligent individuals. Please.."
"No. We will be as we are. You saw what we did to the oldest civilization of man. You know what we're capable of, what I AM CAPABLE OF!"
The Big One spit a charge of plasma through a circling News Chopper, instantly igniting it into an almost cartoonish fireball. This drew a snicker from the great beast. It slowly lowered its limber body until its head was at the level of President Jackson, and glared into his fearful eyes. The gigantic claw slid towards Jackson and he noticed a massive metallic ring. Mounted on the ring was a polished block of amber containing a certainly ancient dragon's skull. Two talons clasped the President's body lightly and set him gently on the White House lawn. Like a Boa Constrictor, the creature flexed its body and crushed the building like a soda can, shearing most of the structure cleanly from its foundation at ground level.
"Do we understand each other, Human?"
"...Yes."
User Reviews
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-10-17 15:16:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2006-10-02 02:32:40 (#)
Ranking: 2
I think I know who theuniter is, but I'd rather not say.
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tell me.
I'll give you anything you want.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-10-13 22:49:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2006-10-13 17:26:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Not totally sure. I have 6or7 so far, I think. Probably 10ish.
Submitted by JoeyG (user info) at 2006-10-13 17:22:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I only read the first part,and I enjoyed it..... please tell me how many more parts you plan on doing, because with all serials like this, I prefer to read them all in one go.
Submitted by UnderOathMeal (user info) at 2006-10-13 17:20:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Yea, right.
Let's see a dragon with 4 wings actually fly.
Psshhh.