First I am starting off this chapter by giving a shout out to posiden9999 their the person that made this character to use in this story, and I still hope that I can convey their POV well.

—————Three Years Ago——————

I wasn't like this before, all tough and cold hearted, in the past I was one of the nicest people in my neighborhood and I was decently popular in school too, back when I was human. Just being a normal human teenager and trying to survive in daily life. I was living in a modern house, with a good family and all of the material that I could possibly want or need in my entire life.

When the apocalypse started I had been one of the people to take charge and try to get as many people to safety as I could, but I couldn't get everyone, so I took it upon myself to care for the others. I hunted alone for them and foraged what I could, catching a deer or two every so often and honing my hunting and gathering skills along with a select few that offered to go out as well.

One time I didn't tell anyone I was going out maybe if I did I could've saved some of them. I had gotten a few rabbits and was returning from the forest only to see the front gates had been smashed open and no one in sight. I later found that half of the people under my care had been killed, most of the men, and all of the women had been taken. One was already dead and cloth-less; I never found the rest.

I had grabbed a crossbow, my compound bow, a full quiver of arrows, my hunting knife, and a backpack filled with some protective material and a lot of survival things as well. I was fine for a while, having found another abandoned building and setting up a lot of traps and trips just in case any Mutated or equally hostile parties found it.

One time I returned from a well hunt with rabbit and deer meat when I saw that my home had been breached and there was a small militia hanging around the area. A doctor like man with the long white lab coat came out with another person beside him —a female that was also dressed in similar clothing.

No one else was around, and the two were obviously looking for something, but I don't remember seeing anything that important in there other than some good cans of fruit. I was starting to wonder if staying here was going to be any worse than whatever this was but I didn't get time to decide as I had been hit in the back of the head with something hard.

When I came to I was tied to a table in some fancy facility with electricity and people walking around in lab coats, and straining proved futile as the restraints weren't going to be giving anytime soon.

"Hello" I called into the darkness and the echos coming back gave me the impression that the room was pretty small, "I'm sorry if I interrupted something important. I promise I won't tell anyone about this place, so please let me go."

"We can't do that," a voice responded, it sounded like an intercom system. "After all you are that something we were looking for."

"There must be a mistake..." I called out, Why would some kid like me be important?!"

"Because you are much smarter that the others," she said and I was about to ask more but something sharp stabbed into my neck, and I was sent into darkness.

That was the last time I started caring to much.

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It's been three months now, and my life was now three things: sleep, pain, and ice. I was in so much pain, always. They stabbed me with plenty of needles and forced many unpleasant liquids into my body, they pushed, and locked me into freezers for long periods of time, coming back sometimes saying that they forgot I was in there...when they spoke that is.

I was starting to believe them, they had been getting more distracted lately, and I was beginning to think I might have a change to escape this place. Currently I was stuck in a  long box at least six feet long and deep enough for the bottom half to be filled with ice and kept cold. The temperature so cold that I couldn't even see the dial at the top anymore, nor feel my limbs.

I don't how long I have been in here this time nor did I know when they were going to 'check' on me. Hell maybe they forgot I was here again and I would have a nice, cold death, but not even this was bad enough to make my body shut down. Whatever they had put into my body seemed to have adapted me to the cold quite thoroughly.

The top opened at last and two soldiers hauled my freezing shivering body out. I was only allowed to wear underwear during this part of the week, my borderline naked body was forced into standing position as the box closed behind us. I sneered at the scientist and gave him my best mock smile.

"Are you going to put me back in that box soon or do I have to stare at your ugly Dave for the next hour or so?" I sneered and the man scowled and punched me in the stomach. My body tried to fold in half as all of the air left my lungs but the two holding me up stood firm.

"When I get out of this situation I am going to shove you into that box and let you feel how it is to be locked in there forever." I growled as soon as I was able to and the man smiled cruelly.

"And should a day so blessed as that come, it eat my coat" he jeered back and pushed a finger into my deep blue, scale-covered chest, "But for now you are going onto the table, and be glad because we aren't expecting you to survive the transfusion."

"What transfusion?" I said and he clearly saw the fear in my eyes because he smiled and turned to face me stopping our charge to the table room as I called it.

"Oh you didn't hear, that's too bad, maybe I should make the ice box have speakers so that you can hear what's going to happen and know that you can't do a damn thing about it." He sneered.

"Anyways the procedure for today is that eighty percent of your blood will be replaced with liquid nitrogen and forcefully circulated throughout your body. I promise you this will be something not even your hardened mind will be able to bear." The guards dragging me around turned with him and strapped me to a vertical steel table with metal cuffs and multiple straps.

I tried to keep as straight of a face but the promise of unbearable pain in the near future unsettled me greatly. I couldn't even stop the growl of nervous anger that escaped my throat. This made the man smirk and just before he left the room he turned and bowed, another mock gesture.

When they were done strapping me down they then stuck more needles into my arms and legs, needles connected to tubes that were probably hooked up to giant metal tanks filled with liquid nitrogen. I saw a flash of steel and flinched as one of the soldiers cut into my arms, shallow cuts appearing on my each bicep. 

Then the soldier stepped out of the room and the seals locked into place. The lights in the room turned blue and the rooms temperature started dropping rapidly, so rapidly in fact that my breath crystallized in front of me. I didn't realize that the two machines had turned on until I saw the blue of the Liquid Nitrogen from each tank just as it started entering my body, but it looked too thick to be pure Nitrogen.

And as if they could hear my thoughts they commented on it just as fire started to spread through my veins.

"Oh you've noticed that the tanks are filled with something thicker that nitrogen huh? Well that is a mix between a newly discovered dragon blood and the nitrogen base it feeds on to make a sort of ice dragon cocktail. Or at least that's what we're hoping to accomplish here. After all you are already fifteen percent dragon's as it is." A female scientist's voice came through the speakers, "Oh yes, since you are probably going to die in that very room this afternoon, I am giving you the satisfaction of seeing your promise becoming fulfilled. Take it as a show off thanks for being such a useful source of information, this project is coming to an end with this last test and you so I figured we can just kill him and you both can die together. You might even get a chance at revenge in the afterlife...who knows."

"This way both of us get the satisfaction of such a human waste meet his end. I'm personally giving him about an hour before he starts to plea and maybe another three before his organs begin to fail." I got the mental picture of her walking around the room smiling in satisfaction and for some reason it also gave me a little satisfaction causing me to smile, for the first time in three months I smiled genuinely.

"G-good" I managed to get out through the pain and I almost felt her admiration towards me through that black, one-way window. A screen was projected onto my side of the screen and it showed that human pile of garbage being dragged around in only his underwear and stuffed into the icebox. When they opened the top of the ice box it revealed the glowing blue bottom filled five inches of solid water and I smiled as he immediately began to shiver.

"I-I'll g-give him two, two h-hours t-t-till d-death" I said trying my best to grin but with the passion and the ice gathering over my body I had to force the last part a bit. I guessed that by half that time I wouldn't be able to move anymore.

"It's a wager then," the female scientist said, "sadly neither of us have anything to give the other so I'll just say that should you win I'll eat a cold lunch for two weeks straight." I got the feeling that she was beginning to like me, but I was still going to bring this place down, even if I died I would find a way to take this place with me.

I counted the time till he died and I was off by five minutes, his body just lay there limply in the now pool of ice surrounding his feet hands and butt. Then the screen cut off and I could feel my lungs starting to shut down. The nitrogen dragon blood was taking its toll on my body. It was only a matter of minutes before it got to my brain now and that was when I would no longer be among the living.

I felt my neck begin to grow cold and when it reached my eyes it was too much for my senses to comprehend. I blacked out, slipping into the nice abyss of what I thought was death, but I still heard the final words before my hearing cut off as well.

"Subject name: Jack Sparrow
Subject Codename: 'The Cold Hunter', 'Winter Savior', and 'Snows Perfect Creation'
Birthday: November 18, Year unknown
Official Time of Death: 20:26pm, Date—Classified."

I'm guessing that they threw out my body and decided to move on with their project because I woke up in a ditch by the road one day and I had gained a tail, wings, and...I've turned into a literal dragon! For some reason they didn't keep me under observation or try to dissect me. If they did they would've caught this transformation, but they didn't and now I had an entire week to myself to try and realize. Make myself believe that this was actually happening and not just some crazy new experiment or dream, and that I wasn't still stuck in the labs somewhere.

One day after a hunt I was freaking out because I wouldn't be able to talk to other people anymore and I was also angry at the people that did this to me but had no clue where to start looking. It eventually turned into a nervous breakdown and a few trees and building didn't survive that part.

I wished I was human again and suddenly I felt my body changing and a few minutes later I had gained my bipedal form back, but I had claws on the tips of my fingers and toes, a tail as long as my legs—with a sharp point making things a bit worse. And I had a small crown of horns on my head like my dragon form, but the longer pairs were six inches and the shorter ones were four. Oh and my eyes were my normal milk brown as well, unchanged except for the fact that their color turned a deep blue when I was a dragon that is.

It took me a bit to get used to my body again but eventually I felt comfortable going around people, but sadly I didn't count that I had an aura colder than the Arctic constantly blasting from my core.

I had been able to hide my draconian changes quite easily. Just gloves, keeping my mouth closed, speaking carefully, avoiding eye contact, and usually keeping a low enough profile that they didn't question me wearing a hood if they saw my eyes. They probably thought I was a Wolf or Felid person that got Changed and my head and body had turned into that of an animal, of which I was too ashamed of to show my face...they weren't too far off.

I stayed with them for a month or so without problems. Aside from the kids being able to see my eyes and part of my horns; thinking I was some sort of protector, a draconian man that had come to keep them safe; everything went well. Sadly it didn't last and one day during my gardening days I was harassed by one of the traders about selling or putting away my thick gloves and taking off my robe. Due to the weather clearing up and everything getting warmer I guess it seemed like they thought that they could've gotten a steal on some decent clothing.

I lost my temper because of him and froze everything. Yeah, Everything: the man yelling at me — stuck there with an ugly expression and a pointed finger; kids playing around with a ball—now statues and a pile of ice shards; parents and guards watching the kids play and keeping the area safe—frozen and dead.

I was in an Icy Graveyard, and it was all my fault.

I had to go back to posiden9999 for this bit, and it took a second...and a few tries of editing but the first backstory chapter is done!

Bye!