Suddenly I woke up. I looked around me, but my head caught against something. Then i remembered.

Great I am caught in a bunch of r- Snap

What was that? Then I heard it again. "Oh the gods hate me," a voice said. "Some people lose their knife in the muck, but oh no I managed to lose an entire dragon!" The voice said.

Then I heard a crack, and an "OW!" Great, I was stuck in a bunch of ropes with a viking nearby.

I decided to stay still and hope he passed by. I laid my head back down and closed my eyes. A few minutes later I heard a whisper. "Oh yes I did it; I have brought down this mighty beast!" He placed a foot down on my side. I would tolerate getting shot down and killed, but getting shot down stepped on, and killed too much. I groaned, "get, off," and shifted around.

I opened an eye and glared at the Viking and- okay that was too much. I had expected a broad muscular man, but instead I saw a skinny scrawny wimp of a viking. Too much being killed, but such a weakling? Hey I might be small but I ain't weak.

"I'm gonna kill you dragon. I'm g-gonna cut out your heart and give to my father. I'm a viking... I'm a viking!"

He raised his knife. "Ok get it over with," I said laying my head down and closing my eyes.

Good bye cruel world. I waited, and waited, and waited. Then I heard a soft whisper, too soft to hear. Snap! I heard a rope being cut, my eyes jumped open, he cut another one and another one. One more and I leaped onto him. I prepared to blast him to smithereens. I looked into his eyes, he looked into mine. I couldn't do it, he let me go so I'll let him go. But not without, a warning.

I roared into his face, " You set me free, so I won't kill you, but if you ever do that again I will tear you to ribbons!" After that I leaped off him and into a cliff. I felt a pain in my tail, but ignored it. I crashed into a cliff and a tree feeling no pain, until I landed in clearing and hitting my head ever thing went black