The Start Of My Life
Just A Bit Of A Background Story To My Character.
I would like to point out a few thing's before you start reading my story. There will be very descriptive violence along with bloodshed amongst many other a thing including foul/bad language and lots of cursing. I would also like to say that I often do switch between first and third person writing style, please if this isn't your type of thing, or you don't like it, I would ask you to please turn away. I may not be the best writer in the world, so please don't hold it against me if I make a error here and there. I would request you at least be 18 before reading this story. I would also like to point out I in no way own the name Razgriz. After you do finish reading it please feel free to rate it and then leave me any comments if you have any. Please feel free to look over my profile and photo's if you are curious about the person behind the dragon. Would love to hear any idea's you may have.
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It would be a bright day over the city of Brisingr, The wealthy city was very large in size even for it being a small city. There were many a building in the city consisting of many tall one's large enough to be Skyscrapers even before their time. The city had a very large fortified concrete and cement wall that encircled the city, protecting it from the dangers of the wildlife beyond it's gates. It was doing very well for its size, given the fact that there were next to no homeless people that lived in the city's perimeter seeing as how everyone helped each other out no matter the race or species. Of course, I don't wanna spend too much time putting into detail how the city looks now do I? where would the fun be in that?.
Before you would be a young dragon of no more than 8 or 9 given how no one ever really knew his real age. He would have the body of an adult, very tall and very well defined with some muscle's here and there that could be seen. He has a rare eye condition call Heterochomia, were as a result he has two completely different color eyes with the left eye being a bright red in color, and the right eye being a soothing blue. At this time, my skin was more of a bright white. Well, not skin but scale's and given how my body looked, the color of my skin only defined the look of my body's frame and muscles even more so than normal. At this age, my wing's were just now starting to form on my back and actually come in, but I was still incapable of flying.
I would have been returning from what was known as The Clearing. It would be a field in the center of town, about the size of two football stadiums long and wide. It was primarily used for recreation, some use it for sparring while other's used it to relax. I often went to The Clearing to watch the fights and study the moves of the fighter's. I had always taken an interest in fighting even from a very young age. I could easily manipulate some of the moves with ease, others I had extreme difficulty doing. My father and mother had always told me to do what my heart desire's and mine was just fighting. There were times where I would often spar and learn with my father of course when he had the free time to give.
I was running as fast as I could, recognizing the scent and musk of my father. I often used it to find my way around this city especially in this moment, the city was being attacked by a unknown group of creatures composed mostly of dragon's and lion's. There were explosion's going off all around the town, buildings falling and being destroyed as well as soldiers, or what was known as the city guard, were doing their best to defend the city but with little success. I would have been coming across dead bodies all along the roads to which some of them would still be intact, others had massive gashes and slices to where others were just in many pieces and bits. However, in seeing this, it for some reason really didn't bother me at all.
It didn't take me long to find the simple duplex I lived in and called home but something was wrong as I would see the front door had been kicked in. It had me in a bit of suspicion given the fact it wasn't how I left it when I had left this morning at dawn. As I had always woken up at a very early time. I cautiously turned around the corner to see that the living room had been turned practically upside down. I would then look to the center of the room to where I saw my parent's before me, kneeling on the carpeted ground with what looked their hands tied behind their backs or something like that. I would have stopped walking now still looking at them in shock as neither of us really said a word to each other.
It would be a few seconds later that I would watch as my mother's head was blown into piece's, her blood sprayed all over me and my father as her body, now lifeless, would fall onto the ground and give a few twitches here and there. I would then look over towards my dad with just a open jaw at what I had witnessed, to which his only and last words were, "Don't worry son, everything will be okay I promise." It would be after he finished speaking that my father's head would have been removed from his body with a sword slice as I watched him follow the same fate as my mother did and I now had a clear view of the attacker's. A Lion and a golden Dragon stood behind the bodies as they looked at me and started to panic, guessing they didn't count on me being there.
They both started to then run after me to which given my height, to which I was only 5' tall given I was a dragon I dove between their legs and ran up the stairs to my father's bedroom. He had always told me where to find his gun he had and how to shoot it. It was a Desert Eagle as I would grab it, take the safety off, and then hide in the closest. My hands were shaking around the gun, as I could hear the attacker's running up the stair's searching for me. I had enough of view between the crack of the door to watch the only way inside the room as I could see the shadow of the lion approach the room as I couldn't think straight at this point and was just running on adrenaline.
I watched as the Lion entered the room as I would, without even thinking, pull the trigger and fire the gun. The recoil of the gun hit me in the face, breaking my nose and it bled hard. I watched the bullet hit in between the eyes of the Lion splattering blood over me a little bit but more of it was around the doors. As I would then run towards the door to which I was met by the golden Dragon, to which seeing his buddy dead would growl in anger. I would then try to run between his legs again as I would then feel him grab me by the wings and then lift me off the ground. I would be kicking and swinging my claws at the gold dragon, but I was just out of his reach. As I would continue to struggle, I would then be carried back to the living room with my dead parents.
It would be here, that he would throw me down onto the ground hard on my stomach as I would then feel him press his foot down on my back harder, pinning me under his foot. "Stop fucking moving you little runt, this will only hurt a lot." Was what I heard before then feeling him grab onto my wings and then the most unimaginable pain ever. I felt him rip off my both my wings, pulling them right off as I suddenly lost feeling to my back and all I felt now was warm liquid all over my back and running down my body. I'm guessing it was my blood as I still squirming a little bit now but not as much as I was before he pulled them off. I could now hear him laughing as he took his foot off my back as I tried to get away.
I knew what I was trying to do wouldn't work at all, but I just knew I had to try something. In my slow moving I noticed the table had been knocked over and the legs had broken off into sharp pieces. I then used the last of my strength to grab it and then lunge at the Dragon, stabbing him in his leg as it pierced the skin and went though his leg and stuck out the other end. It began to bleed massively almost instantly as I just laughed at him now, knowing I probably didn't do much to him as he would take his leg and kick me hard. Essentially tossing me a good distance across the room, as I landed near the front door, my back slamming hard against the wall there with a thud as I would then land on the floor on my stomach as the air was knocked out of my body and I gasped hard.
I would try to move any part of my body, but I could not. The majority of my body was numb from the fall as I realized at this point I just gave up. I realized soon it wouldn't matter. I knew this dragon would be the death of me, only thing now is that it was just a matter of time. My vision had started to blur before I would then make out his figure, or rather his silhouette walking over to me, the image getting clearer as he would get closer to me. "What's the matter boy? No fucking comment now eh? No laughing remark? Fucking speak boy." I heard him say before feeling his foot roll me over onto my back as I tried moving my jaw to speak but nothing came out, my body was still recovering from the toss across the room.
I would then watch helplessly as he finished me off. He would then throw a punch hard against my face, I felt bones in my jaw snap and crack as I lost feeling to it. I would then watch him take a knife and then stab me in the chest with it, with so much force that I felt it pierce through my back and hit the floor under me as I would scream out my loudest as I would then feel him wrap his claw's around my throat tight as he silenced me. "Shut the fuck up you prick. Don't want you ruining my fun now." He said to me before taking the knife out my body and then stabbing my body over and over again harder and harder each time my own blood spraying and splattering across me and him. Each time he did that, I would try to yell in pain but to no success, he kept his claws on my throat the entire time.
I could feel every part of my body starting to shut down as he would then kick me another time after he got finished stabbing the life from my body as I slid across the floor. No thanks due in part to the amount of blood my back had on it. I slid until I bumped into my father's body as I would then gasp for air, trying to catch my breath as best I could but I couldn't. My guess would be that he had punctured a lung in the process of him stabbing me, laughing the whole time that he did it. I tried to move my body, but couldn't. The majority of it already went numb. I now knew, here against my father would be the end of my short life. I would now see him starting to walk over to me with the knife in hand.
He then knelt down next to me before then taking his knife and slicing my throat from side to side, effectively dealing the killing blow to my body as I watched him walk away from my body as I felt the warm liquid run down my body. It would be here in my fading moment's of life I would make out the figure of someone that was entirely all black, and what looked to be a scythe in his hand. I would try to move my right arm to him but I felt it barely move as it was, I watched the figure then get a little closer to me before he would speak. "Raz, it's okay son. Just give up. Your time is now." It was all he said to me before I then felt my heart give a few final beats before then everything just went all black.
I would somehow wake up gasping heavily as I would sit up very quickly, realizing I wasn't at all dead but maybe somehow alive. I could see clearly now that I was standing next to the grim reaper himself as I was just shaking, looking at the bloody mess that was my dead body, laid out with my parents. I looked over to death before speaking, "I guess I'm dead then." I said to him already knowing the answer. "You did put up one hell of a good fight, but in the end you did in fact die." He said to me looking over our lifeless bodies. I then got on my knee's before him, "No no no no no, it can't be. I don't wanna die please don't let me be like this, I'm just a kid." I said to him starting to cry now. "Look kid, there isn't anything I can do for you." I looked at him with reddened eyes, "Please sir, I'll do anything." I told him knowing that may have been a bad choice of words to use in the presence of someone like the Grim Reaper.
He would then just look at me, as I stayed on my knee's before him. "There is one thing you can do. It will forever change the way your body looks. No one will ever remember the person you are here today." He said to me as I just nodded to him. "I don't care, I will do it." He would then look to me before nodding as he would now face me more. "You will work for me then, I will make you into a Immortal Demonic God of Death And Damnation. You will be responsible for every one thousand year's, ferrying one hundred thousand souls to the underworld. I require this for the rest of time itself. Failure to listen and to follow my rules will result in you being dead, for the rest of eternity. Do we have an accord?" He would ask me extending his skeleton hand. I would look at him before shaking the hand. "Agreed." I said to him before passing out and hitting the floor.
I would then awaken again for the second time, this time the room was a bit blurry and spinning. For some reason, I was just dizzy and I could feel that my body had been completely changed. I could feel as though my body was older, taller, stronger, faster. I went over to a full length body mirror, that was still somehow intact. When I looked into the mirror, what I saw I just couldn't even almost comprehend. My body had been completely changed, every aspect of me fully changed. My scales and skin color was covered in elegant, dual-colored scales. I was covered in jet black scales across the exterior of my body including my head, back, arms, legs, and most of my tail. In contrast my underbelly was colored by crimson red scales over my chest, abdomen, groin and the underside of my tail.
I could now see a scar that went down across my left eye and sliced both the eyelids but by some miracle left no damage to the eye itself. It looked to be about 4 inches in length, 2 inches in width. My eyes had remained about the only thing about me that had really stayed the same and unchanged. I now have two sets of horns that adorn my head that are white in color and extend back along my head, just above my ear-holes, with a slight curve to them. The bases are thicker than the tips, which end in a sharp point. I now have an elongated, boxed muzzle arranged with sharp molars and slightly pronounced canines, none of which stick out when my mouth is closed.
My tongue is unusually long at roughly nine inches in length. It is similar to that of a snake in that it is split somewhat up the middle in a forked manner. My paws have three fingers plus an opposable thumb, each ending in a sharp, retractable white claw that are clean and bright in color. My footpaws have three toes of equal size, again ending in white talons that are round and taper to a sharp point, with a fourth talon that extends out the back of each heel. My tail is long and prehensile, extending from the base of my spine at my hips. It is roughly forty inches in length that thins out as it nears the tip and packed with strong, corded muscles.
My wings are draconic in structure and appearance (more like a bat than a bird or insect) and are attached to my upper back, separate from my arms. The limbs are the same jet black as my exterior and each of their fingers have a large spike adorning its end. The membranes are conversely crimson in color and are large when fully extended, but neatly folded when compacted along his back. My demonic nature at times shows on my wings as they gain intricate designs and runes across their surfaces in the presence of my powers. After looking myself over, I would happily smile out to myself, knowing full well how much power was behind this new body of mine.
I would turn my neck to give it a crack as I would start to walk outside. I would then grab a piece of a burning log that was on fire before then tossing it into the place I had once called home, all but destroying evidence of me and everything else. I watched as the building quickly caught fire on the inside as It had also started to rain outside in the now destroyed town as I wouldn't even look back, heading towards the gate's before leaving as I would simple say, "Goodbye mom and dad" I whispered to myself before leaving the place I had called home forever......
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