The Unknown Writer

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This is my first story related post on this new blog but it’s a little something I wrote up recently for a currently unnamed novel. This story takes place long before my other novels, following a young silver dragon by the name of Osiris. in this section, it’s part of the intro which would make him 9 years old. In this world, when a dragon reaches 9, they’re ready to find and unlock their own special ability (any kind of magic power). His father is abusive and is getting impatient that Osiris can’t seem to find his power and so is forcing him to stay out in a thunderstorm until he finds it, if he doesn’t find it then he’ll disown him and kick him out. Anyways, onward to this thing, it has been slightly edited to fit here. Also, this is very much a rough first pass, there may be errors.

“Stop! You know I hate when you do that!” Osiris shouted.

“What are you going to do about it?” His father asked

“Quit it or else!”

“Hah! Or else what!? What the hell could you possibly do?”

“You don’t want to know! I’ll… I’ll do something you won’t like!”

“Bring it on, you little punk, do your worst!” He said then lightly slapped his claw across Osiris’ face.

“Quit it! I’m warning you!” Osiris’ voice squeaked.

“Quit it! I’m warning you!” He repeated, mocking him. He then slapped him harder.

Osiris lowered his head down and showed his teeth, taking a few steps back. He growled then burst forward towards his father and jumped up to slam into his head. At the last moment, his father grabbed around his throat and stopped him. He began squeezing tighter and tighter, slightly stabbing his claws into his throat, causing him to bleed slightly.

“I could kill you right here and I wouldn’t lose any sleep over such a disappointment such as yourself. You’re not my son. You’re nobody.”

“If I’m not….. your son, then you’re not my father and I hate you!” Osiris shouted.

His father instantly got angry and with all his strength, threw Osiris down onto the ground. Osiris coughed and got back up onto his feet and flapped his wings to throw off the mud.. He rushed towards his father once again while his father turned and slammed his tail across his side, throwing him back. Osiris jumped back up roared very loud as his eyes began to glow a bright violet. He stood there breathing very loudly as saliva dripped from his mouth. His wings unfolded and his tail whipped side to side.

“Hah hah! You did it son! You found your ability! That’s my boy!” His father shouted in excitement.

Osiris stood there without speaking a word. He just kept breathing and staring at his father with his glowing violet eyes while saliva kept dripping from his mouth.

“What’s wrong, son? Aren’t you happy that you did it finally?”

Osiris began screaming at the top of his lungs. His voice slowly became more and more distorted as time passed. The glowing from his eyes began to spread to his body, eventually engulfing him. His voice began to crack as lightning flashed across the sky. All of a sudden, multiple bolts of lightning struck him but it never vanished. The lightning stayed still while what appeared to be flames forming on top of it. The entire sky flashed again then an explosion formed around Osiris, it was very large, hitting his father, his mother and their home, throwing them back. There was a shockwave that when it hit the house, it destroyed it as if it was made of paper. The lightning and the glowing around him faded away. He looked around in horror as he realized what he just did. He saw his mother and father laying beside each other and rushed over to them. His father was burnt to the crisp and lifeless while his mother had wood from their home stabbed through her stomach. She was gasping for breath and coughing up blood.

“Mother! What did I do!? Gods no!” He shouted in fear. “Please be alright! This can’t be happening!”

“Osir….. Osiris… this wasn’t….. your fault.” She said and coughed, each breath got more and more shallow. “Osiris…. my son, don’t… be afraid. Be strong…. be my strong little… boy. I love you….. mommy……….. loves–“ She collapsed, followed by her final breath.

He stood there for a moment then placed his claw on her and shook her.

One more commission! This time it’s SoulLugia11′s Fell. I put a lot of detail into the fur on this one.