{"sf1_id":17190,"sf2_id":"n92RLL91","title":"The Experiment","author":"Lert","words":1458,"posted_at":"2007-01-10T07:04:00.000Z","tags":["Dragon","Human","Intro","No-Yiff","Short","Story Progression","Violence (Not In Yiff)"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/17190-the-experiment","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/n92RLL91","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b0/cb/b0cb3b21-0f6b-4a24-9b30-fb4940374ebc","description":"","content":"What? First story an all, bound not to be the best. My typign isn't the best, and my grammar isn't much better, so sue me for my illogical typing.  \n  \n  \nChapter 1: The Beginning  \n  \n  \nMemories. That's what they were, memories. Confused, angry, upset, all sorts of memories  \nthumped through the dragon's head. They all fought for dominance, and all falling, defeated.  \nLeaving only a cold, heartless and emotionless being in there place.  \n  \nThe Dragon stirred. The Drugs that was given to him were wearing off. The Dragon opened it's  \neyes, and blinked them several times. They scanned the room as best as they could without  \nturning it's head, and attempted to get up. The Rope and chains squeak as they were pulled on,  \nbut they held. The Dragon looked down at the restraints, and took closer notice to it's  \nsurroundings. Only then, did the memories of how he got here hit him like a brick falling from a  \ntwenty foot fall. He remembered how he slept peacefully in his bed, undisturbed by the  \ngrievances Humans created amongst them selves. The Dragon snorted. Just thinking of them  \nmakes him sick. He remembered waking up the sound of his front door crashing in, and the  \nthunderous report of steel toes boots thundering down the hallway towards him. They came to  \nfight, and to take him into custody. And, boy did he fight. He flashed left, he flashed right. Faster  \nthen the eye can see. The pathetic soldiers fell to the ground either losing a limb, or loss of a  \nhead. But, sadly, there were to many to take on. He fought, and fought, the reek of blood and  \nsweat filled the room. Just a couple seconds later, He stepped back. He looked himself over.  \nBullet wounds and knife wounds were streaked across his chest, arms, legs, and almost  \neverything else. He fell to his knees, woozy from blood lose as the soldiers swarmed in and took  \naim. He wanted to kill them, listen to them scream for intruding on his territory. But, alas, he  \ncould not for he was already dozing off to sleep. The Dragon shook it's head, wanting to think of  \nother things. He tried to remember who he was, but all he got was a name. Drake, Drake Arson.  \nYes, that was his name.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drake took a look at the chains and ropes again, looking for a weakness. He pulled hard on his  \nleft arm, watching the biceps and triceps bulge under his efforts. Again, the rope and chains only  \nsqueaked under his efforts, and still held hard. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and pulled  \nas hard as he could. The Rope and chain cut into his hide, and hurt to no end. But, fortunately,  \nthe restraints gave way, and both chain and rope snapped. He took off the restraints and rubbed  \nwere they left a mark. He used his free hand to free him self of all other restraints. He swung his  \nlegs over the side of the table, and stood. He couldn't catch himself in time, and came crashing to  \nthe floor. The dragon panted for a second, took a deep breath and winced from the pain from  \nstanding. He used the table for support, and stood at full height. Drake stood at a good 6' 7. Gold  \nScales roamed all over him. A bright gold on his back, arms, legs and to the tip of his tail. His  \nfront was a duller gold, stretching from the tip of his snout to the underside of his tail. Two large  \nwings were folded neatly across his back. With his wings fully extended, the has a wing span of  \nthirty feet. His tail swayed lazily across the floor behind him. His claws at the tip of each digit  \nresembled a small knife, sharp to the point. His Feet/paws had the same claws, only a little  \nlarger.(Note to the readers: I can't detail Feet for S8it! I'll need some practice on that) He  \nstretched some, wincing from the efforts, and slowly walked to the only door in the lab.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Evidently the fools who captured were not smart enough to lock the door. The dragon grinned, a  \nbroad toothy smile. Red slitted eyes glittering at the possibilities he could do to the idiots who  \nkid napped him. The door operated on hidden hydraulics, sliding neatly into the wall. He looked  \nout, looked left, looked right. Nothing. Drake stopped. This was too easy. He half walked/limped  \nto the left. He kept a keen ear out for guards or people. That's when the idea popped into his  \nhead. Why not use his hologram? 'God dammit, why didn't I think of that earlier?' he thought to  \nhimself. Dragons, bipedal ones anyway, adapted with technology. There was no such thing as  \n\"Magic\". The Holograms simply put an image of a Human form around his draconic one. And, If  \nneed be, the user can make it solid to the touch for realism. He attempted to activate his Holo, but  \nnothing resulted. 'Bastards disabled it...' Drake muttered to himself. Feeling better on his feet, he  \nsilently walked down the halls. He stopped dead when the sound of soldiers came down the  \nhallway ahead of him. He looked frantically for somewhere to hide, only to find no doors behind  \nor ahead of him. He looked up, and took his best chance.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nTwo soldiers rounded the corner, and went down another long hallway. One Soldiers cursed his  \nluck. He joins the Special forces and he gets locked up in this shit hole. He had to sleep in this  \nDamn place. One night in his bunk, the lights overhead flickered for a second, and there was a  \nvery low bass sound coming from the walls. No one knew what it was, or were it came from.  \nAnd to make things better, one of the senior officers here on the base came in and said that we  \ndidn't hear anything, and just shut the door. The two rounded one last corner, but stopped in the  \nmiddle of the last hallway. Something didn't smell right. He looked down both ways of the  \nhallways. Didn't see anything. Only then did he look up. Something heavy and bright landed  \nright on top of both of them. It growled and bit his partner's head off. But he managed to  \nscramble up and run down the hallway towards the hall way. He panicked, and missed the station  \ndoor and kept running. The beast behind him was getting closer. He could feel it. He could feel  \nit's heavy footstep's behind him, right on his heels. That's when he tripped. The beast landed  \nright on top of him. He landed on his back, and skidded forward another ten feet or so, and came  \nto a stop to find a surprising and terrifying discovery. The beast, a dragon was looking down on  \nhim. It's huge canines were showing, and it was growling. The soldiers eyes rolled into the back  \nof his head and passed out from shear shock.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nDrake kicked the limp body. Pathetic. He looked ahead, then did he take notice of the fear torn  \njanitor behind him. He looked at the man, the man looked back. The Human took off running  \ntoward some hidden door around the corner. That was when the painful wail of sirens and  \nklaxons sounded there report. Drake turned around, and saw the door out. He started at a job,  \nthen at a run, then a full out sprint towards the door. A think piece of metal was starting to close  \nover it. With one last burst of energy, Drake leaped and slide right under it before it latched to the  \nground behind him. He opened the door to his freedom, and stepped outside. It was a warm  \nevening day. He took a look at the sun, and figured it to around three O'clock. He got some  \ndistance from the complex on foot. Picking up speed, Drake spread his wings, made a mighty  \nthrust downwards, and was high and soaring the themals, headed home.  \n  \n  \n...Else ware...  \n  \nThe man at his desk smiled. The experiment escaped. But, not before we attached a device to it. His  \nsmile broadened to a evil grin as a electronic map opened up on the wall. The map showed a  \npulsing red light, slowly moving west towards the coast. We'll get him back. They always come  \nback.... Always...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n... To be continued.  \n  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \n  \nWell, theirs my first story here on Yiffstar. Tell me wheat you think, and yell at me for my  \ninexperience at writing anything. You can contact me at: [[email\u0026nbsp;protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)  \nI may turn this into a series if I get enough good comments. Bye for now!  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}