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The Rise of Drake

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(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne is gone, but I still have my CP, shunt, tube, and scars. Marc and his friends are back, but are now only normal humans. In this story, they have captured me, and taken me to a secret island for imprisonment, and experimentation)





I woke up, slowly. The first thing I noticed was that I couldn’t move at all, except to blink. I was paralyzed!

'MAN, my head hurts!' I thought. It felt like someone was trying to pound a hole in either side of my skull from the inside, with a sledgehammer. Gradually, my seized muscles relaxed, as I very slowly sat up. I was shocked to find myself in a prison cell, carved into solid rock; thick iron bars on either end, about twenty feet apart!! The bars, only wide enough to slip a hand through, looked too thick for me to try and bend.

There was the cot I now sat on, a steel sink-toilet, and a small steel chair and table.

'How on earth did I end up here?!' I thought worriedly. Wracking my brain, I failed to come up with any rational explanation.

Getting up, I went over to the sink, turned on the cold water tap, and splashed some water over my face and neck. A quick drink of the cold water helped my headache somewhat, but not enough.

Suddenly I was aware of distant voices. I tried using any of my powers, such as magnetism, enhanced strength, or telekinesis, all to no avail!!

I turned to the bars facing out toward the ocean, and slowly raised my hands, flexing them. The low whirring hum of my magnetic power suddenly echoed through the cell, before I thrust my hands forward hard, flexing my fingers as my face twisted in concentration; clear ripples of pure magnetic energy radiating in a narrow stream from my hands, and causing the bars to shake, enough that the rock around them started cracking, yet, for reasons I couldn’t fathom, they did no more than that, absolutely refusing to tear free, or even bend!!

I was reminded of how, in “The Mummy Returns”, Imhotep had tried, but failed, to use his telekinesis to move several gold dishes placed on a shelf inside the pyramid’s temple after Anubis had removed his powers!!

I dropped my hands with a gasp, breathing heavily from the exertion.

“Too bad you can’t totally access those powers of yours, Charlie!”

I heard Marc's mocking voice. I turned, and ran at him as my face twisted in rage, but he grabbed me by the throat, spinning and throwing me across the cell into the other set of steel bars!!

Collapsing, I felt as though my ribs were on fire!!

'How did he become so strong?!' I wondered in disbelief. Glancing up at him, I focused; my face twisting in rage as I fought to drill into his mind, only ending up with a sharp headache and psychic static so intense that it made my nose bleed!!

Marc laughed again. “Turns out that the ability of power negation really is handy!!”

Then he, Judas, Moloch, and Curtis all started beating me, before Dallas pulled a syringe full of black liquid from his jacket pocket, but before he could inject me, he was grabbed from behind by a strong person, and thrown into the wall!

Glancing up, I saw a tall, strong man dressed in full SWAT gear, with a few others as well!

They easily fought and overpowered Marc and his friends, before one of them walked up to me.

“Charlie Lucas?” he asked, as I nodded.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I'll tell you later. Right now, we've come to get you out of here!” He nodded to two other members, who helped me up; one of them suddenly injecting me with a clear liquid from a syringe, in my right arm. Instantly, I felt my splitting headache rapidly fade, alongside my bodily pains!

The men, whom I would later find were SWAT team members working on a special, top-secret military project, then slipped a special vest built of titanium plates all linked together to form nearly-indestructible armour, over my clothes to protect me. I was then fitted with a special helmet with a clear Lexan visor.

The guards led me out of the cell, down a hallway and out a door opening onto a beach, where a motorboat with more SWAT guards was waiting.

They helped me climb aboard, before the motor was revved, and they sped away from the beach.

About a quarter-mile away, I glanced back; my expression registering shock as I saw the entire island was built like a fortress!!

“It's kind of like an upgraded version of Alcatraz, Charlie!” the soldier to my left shouted over the motor; his words mirroring my exact thoughts.

“How did any of you find me here?” I shouted back. “I haven't the slightest idea how I got there, or how long I'd been held, since I emerged from my coma!!”

“Your father, Scott, and your brother Brandon took note of your unusual absence, and so after a failed search, contacted us through KP, a friend of your father's, from North Dakota.”

The grateful expression on my face at the soldiers' words said it all, and he merely smiled.

After a long while of silence, I had to ask the one question that had been bugging me since my rescue.

“Where are you taking me? To my home?”

The soldier shook his head. “You mustn't worry, Charlie! We notified your family of your disappearance, and our rescue mission, but we have something that our Commander, General Jason Garrows, wants to look into. You needn't worry! The General is very down-to-earth and friendly. I think you'll like him.”

A few minutes later, the soldiers slowed down upon approaching a pier at the shore of the United States, in Santa Monica, California.

Upon climbing out of the boat, and helped with removing the vest and helmet, I was approached by a handsome young man in his early thirties. Dressed in the crisp, fine uniform of an Army General, the man was clean-shaven, with short black hair and a tan, slightly-weathered complexion, giving the look of an outdoorsman. He wore Aviator shades and sported a fine moustache and goatee which made me think of Doc Holliday from 'Tombstone'.

Extending his hand, the General shook mine, smiling kindly. “Hello, Charlie. It is a pleasure to meet you!”

I smiled, nodding once in reply. “Thank you, General Garrows. I am honoured to meet you!”

He, alongside two other lieutenants, then escorted me up the beach toward a massive facility surrounded by a very tall security fence.

The facility, BIOTECH CORP., was a massive warehouse with several smaller buildings I assumed were offices off to one side.

Sliding his ID keycard through the slot scanner by the door, we were admitted into a facility so enormous that I at first though it was an empty airplane hangar.

Turning to me, General Garrows smiled at my amazed expression!

“We were granted permission by the US and Canadian governments to test new technologies much far advanced by medical and engineering standards, Charlie!” the general explained with a smile.

“However, our most recent project, codenamed “Draco-X", has been a major success, for two other subjects. Both were Marines. One of them has been living a quiet life in Avalon for the past twenty years, and hasn't been seen since his departure from the facility. No one but us knows about him. And this project is the first to deal with the examination of chemical-free biological weapons!!”

I nodded; the General smiling at my impressed expression.

“Ah, here they come now!” Turning, I came face-to-face with a real, living, breathing, flesh-and-blood dragon!!

It was only slightly bigger than the Marine who stood next to it. The dragon had thick greyish-brown scales, and despite his smaller size, he was a spitting image of Draco from ‘Dragonheart’!!

Leaping back, I barely managed to stifle my shocked cry!!

The Marine standing beside the dragon rushed up to me.

“Calm down, Charlie!! He won't hurt you! I promise!”

Both the Marine and General Garrows helped calm me down.

Slowly looking up at the dragon, I could tell that it knew I was terrified.

Suddenly realizing something, I squeezed my eyes shut tight, and swallowed hard, forcing back my fear with everything I had in me!!

'If a predator detects fear, they will be driven to bloodlust! Fear is a trigger for predation…!!'

“No, Charlie! You're wrong!!” a low baritone voice suddenly echoed from the large speaker I now noticed high up in the west wall!

“Who…who are you?!” I asked uneasily, as the voice chuckled.

“My name is Logan Archer. I am a retired Marine from the Argos Division; a few of whom you may know as your rescuers from the island!!”

The dragon slowly walked toward me, trying to appear as unthreatening as possible, before it crouched in front of me.

“It's okay, Charlie! I promise I won't hurt you!” Logan's gentle voice came over the speaker.

Suddenly I realized something. “Did you just read my mind moments ago, Logan?!” I asked in disbelief, as he chuckled.

“Yes!” he replied.

“The dragon has various senses, but aren't they far surpassing that of normal humans, like sensing electromagnetic fields, human pheromones, bioelectric impulses, heartbeats, blood pressure, and even thermal radiation and sound?! And, is it the bioelectric impulses that are turned to audible sound? Am I correct in theorizing that those impulses emit from your brain and travel through the air into the PA system, which converts them to audible sound??! And also, is the bioelectric sensory input strong enough to let you sense impulses in the brain, which therefore acts as a form of telepathy??!!” I asked, theorizing about his abilities.

“Bingo!!” Logan replied with a laugh. “I'm impressed, Charlie!! You seem to know a fair bit about this!”

I couldn't help but grin. “Well, I DID study dragons in various forms of media a few years ago, Logan, so I've some inkling as to how a dragon "senses" the world around it! But the telepathic ability, I figured out on my own!”

At my statement, the General and his colleagues couldn't help but laugh.

I looked up at the dragon, and steeling myself, walked slowly up to it.

Logan stood still, letting me run a hand over his scaly gray head, which, amazingly, felt warm; the scales almost like stone! He then raised it to look directly at me!!

I knew this dragon was not a mindless, bloodthirsty monster; somehow, I could still feel Logan within it.

“Can you understand me, Logan?” I asked. The dragon nodded, raising its left hand to grasp my right in a handshake as I held it out!!

The Marines, scientists, and General all smiled.

Suddenly, without warning, the doors to the facility burst open as a terrified soldier, clearly a messenger, hurried in. He was out of breath.

“Sorry to interrupt, sir, but there seems to be a motorboat with five passengers heading for the beach where this young man was rescued!” he explained quickly, referring to me.

“Those men are Marc de Manthaeus and his friends!” General Garrows replied, as I looked up at Logan.

He nodded once, before sprinting out of the facility, spreading his massive wings, and launching himself skyward. Soon, the distant, bloodcurdling scream of Dallas was heard, followed by a loud, triumphant roar from Logan!!!

We soon heard the sound of his wings flapping as he returned, then he landed, walking back into the facility. We all noticed his fangs and claws were bloody! But I simply grinned.

'Good riddance to that moron!!' I thought.

“We will deal with the others after a” General Garrows glanced at me, as I grinned when he winked. ‘procedure!!’"

One of the General's colleagues, a scientist named Jake Carver, walked up to me, smiling.

“You, Charlie Lucas, will soon be transformed into another dragon, and once you do, Marc and his friends won't stand a chance!!” I grinned at Dr. Carver.

“I am ready and willing to destroy them once and for all, if that is what it takes, Dr. Carver!” I replied.

He smiled. “Good! Now follow me.”

Dr. Carver, General Garrows, and another doctor led me into a large steel-walled experimentation chamber at the back of the hangar. It was empty, aside from a large round titanium platform, with a standing gurney with black leather-and-steel restraining straps, beneath a large round ceiling lamp fixed onto a large movable L-shaped steel arm, like the ones used in hospitals to examine patients.

There, on a wide, round steel platform next to it, was a contraption that looked like a water cooler, only twice the size! It had a large cylindrical container made of Lexan, fixed to the top, and enclosed in steel so it was barely visible, only through vents along the surface.

Along the left side of the machine were five long glass tubes full of a thick maroon-coloured fluid!

There was a long thin plastic tube with a small medical injection gun attached to the end, but instead of a syringe, the injector worked by compression, using high pressure to force the chemical through my skin and into my bloodstream!!

“What is that?” I asked, confused. General Garrows smiled.

“This, Charlie,” Dr. Carver said proudly, walking up and standing beside the machine. “is our latest and most advanced project yet! Welcome to Draco-X!!”

I stared in amazement, as Dr. Carver smiled, and explained.

“This is actually a very special chemical that will change you into a dragon! It is a top-secret, highly-refined substance that combines the properties of lizards with those of carnivorous dinosaurs, as well as bats!!”

“How does it work?” I asked, now clearly intrigued.

He smiled. “It combines the attributes of these animals, and in the process, reshapes the wearer's bodily structure into a draconic form!! It isn't as nasty as it sounds, but while the transformation isn’t completely painless, it isn’t agonizing either!”

A skeptical expression crossed my face, however, as all the usual questions regarding instincts, mentality, form functions, and so forth ran through my mind.

General Garrows must have sensed my unease by my expression. Suddenly hearing footsteps, I looked up to see Logan walking toward me. Sitting on his haunches, the dragon reared up slightly, before placing one hand on my chest, over my heart, then he stared me in the eyes.

I suddenly gasped and squeezed my eyes shut; a flood of images entering my mind, as I felt intense psychic static, exactly how either Matt or Peter did, on ‘Heroes’ whenever they used the ability of telepathy!

I saw a vision of everything that had happened since Logan had been transformed: him saving a young man who had almost been killed by Marc, and taking the man to safety…

Logan using his blood to heal a young girl who had been poisoned by Marc’s friend Judas…

Logan also working to aid several of the facility’s workers in saving civilians who had been captured by Marc, and sentenced to death. Some who had died were resurrected by Logan, while others were taken by the dragon to a safe place where Marc would not find them…

The visions faded, as my eyes snapped open. Looking up at the dragon, our eyes met, and a sense of understanding came between us. Logan was most certainly NOT what the majority of people believed him to be, and I would soon discover this as well.

I suddenly looked up at General Garrows, and grinned. “Why not?! Go for it!!”

Grinning, and exchanging a nod with Logan, Dr. Carver helped me undress, before leading me through a door to a specialized cleansing shower that he said would help rid my body of any toxins or sweat and dirt.

After a good five-minute scrub-down, I dried off, and was given a clean pair of white boxers, before being led out to the transformation area; a large brightly-lit chamber with a steel floor symmetrically studded with hundreds of holes, where the General and his associates stood outside, behind a Lexan viewing shield.

General Garrows then spoke through the wall microphone, both to me and to his audience.

“Today, ladies and gentlemen, we will witness history. A young civilian, Charlie Lucas, has agreed to participate in our latest project, Draco-X, in order to take revenge on his most hated enemies, and also save hundreds, if not thousands of innocent people from any evil devised by those individuals. Today, you will witness only the second transformation of a human into a mythical being, the dragon itself, that is the ultimate weapon!! A myth will no longer be what it is, and instead will become reality!!”

I exchanged glances with General Garrows, who nodded.

“Are you ready to become a dragon, Charlie?”

I nodded back, before he pressed a button on the panel outside the chamber.

Instantly there was a low humming sound, as I glanced to my left to see the power indicator on the machine blink, before the humming sound of the machine powering up echoed throughout the chamber.


I slowly leaned back, relaxing and spreading my arms wide open.

Dr. Carver exchanged glances with General Garrows, who nodded.

Returning the gesture, he then pressed the 'START' button.

Instantly, the five glass phials of the substance were moved forward until they were vertical, then the substance within them suddenly shot out of the phials into the machine, which began to hum and glow faintly as the chemicals were mixed and prepared.

I slowly placed my right forearm onto the platform beneath the injector, then breathed slowly and deeply to calm my nerves.

The injector lowered itself onto my forearm right over my radial artery, and I let out a loud grunt, my face twisting in pain for second as I felt the serum be forcefully injected into my arm!!

Afterward, the injector lifted, as I lifted my arm off the platform, massaging the spot of the injection; a small red, quarter-sized welt the only indication of the procedure!

I stepped away from the machine, and walked toward the scientists, who smiled.

“How long until it activates?” I asked Dr. Carver. He shrugged.

“We don’t yet know, Charlie!” he replied. Little did any of them know that it was already starting to mutate my body, from the inside.

Suddenly noticing something, I looked around, finding my vision had already been greatly improved, as had my other senses!

My enhanced hearing suddenly picked up distant voices outside the compound, as I turned, running toward the doors.

Stopping about halfway there, I raised my head, sniffing the air. Suddenly I spun as a man leapt out of the shadows at me, wielding a machete, but I grabbed and snapped the steel blade as if it were a toothpick, before grabbing his arm, and spinning around as I effortlessly lifted him, and threw him nearly twelve feet away into a wall; several of the scientists gasping in shock!!

I then spun around to land a fast snapping kick between two more guys who had come, sending them both flying!

Swinging my foot down, I spun and rammed my right elbow into the third-last man’s jaw, before grabbing his collar and effortlessly throwing him aside, as he flew seven feet through the air, before slamming into the wall, and falling, landing in a crumpled heap on the floor!!

The final two men ran at me, but I spun, ran toward the wall, then stepped up, and pushed off, back flipping over them both, landing, then leapt and spun, landing a flying tornado kick to both of them, sending them flying back into the wall!!

Landing foot-first, I suddenly felt my shirt begin tightening, before it began to tear; my jeans suddenly splitting and tearing from knee to ankle, but somehow, the cutoffs they became stood up to the change!!

Glancing down, I saw my human skin start to darken to a greyish-brown colour, as thick scales began forming, rapidly spreading across my body like a wave!!

I gritted my teeth as 2 long, sharp bone-white horns slowly pushed out of my head, just above and behind my ears, followed by 2 more sets, one behind the other!

I then felt my nose and upper jaw partly fuse, and began to push slowly out into a muzzle!!

I then felt my spine start to grow and lengthen, as I heard a loud ripping sound, and glanced back to see my 2-meter spike-tipped tail emerge, whipping around; the dull tingling of bones, muscle, and nerve forming within the tail, soon finishing in seconds!

I squeezed my eyes shut as the scales crept up my growing muzzle; my ears fanning out as my legs and arms bulked with powerful muscles.

Finally, I could feel my shoulders splitting, which was surprisingly not that painful, before 2 thick armlike appendages emerged, forming into huge, 28-foot clawed wings!!

I slowly raised my head, opening my eyes to see the General and his colleagues staring at me in pure astonishment!!

I slowly rose to a bipedal stance, finding it as natural as standing on all fours!! Oddly, it felt like I was still somewhat human, even though I had completed turned into something out of a myth!! I walked over to the mirror, taking a good look at my new form. I, in every way, resembled the dragon I recognized as Drake, from ‘Dragonheart: A New Beginning', although I was anthropomorphic, and was amazed at how strong I now looked, and felt!!

Looking over at the stunned faces of the General, his colleagues, and the scientists, I gave a thumbs-up!!

General Garrows smiled. “So, Charlie, how do you feel?”

I grinned.

“This is…beyond thrilling, General!!” I replied enthusiastically. “I feel so…powerful!!!”

He grinned. “Well, then, it looks like our project, Draco-X, was a success!!”

At that, everyone cheered. Walking to the chamber door, Dr. Carver unlocked it with the code, and opened it, letting me emerge. All the men and women stepped back to give me space, while admiring my impressive new dragon form. I allowed some of them to feel my new body, amused at their astonished reactions to my now-real flesh, and form.

While I was a relatively small and young dragon in comparison to Logan, who was basically an older and bigger version of myself, the general and his colleagues knew that I could still be an efficient and dangerous predator!

Smiling, both Dr. Carver and General Garrows stepped back to allow me to walk toward Logan.

Looking up at me, we grinned at each other, and exchanged nods.

Everyone was stunned as they watched the human-turned-dragon slowly walk around, getting used to his new form. It was odd for both Dr. Carver and General Garrows to realize that this creature was a full-fledged mythical dragon, and even more nerve-wracking to realize that even though not a shred of humanity showed in its physical form, there was discernible intelligence in the dragon’s eyes and facial expressions!!

I then listened, but could hear nothing from outside the facility, but standing still, I used my telepathy to scan the area for Marc or his friends.

However, I only received low-intensity psychic static, exactly how Matt Parkman did when he tried to read Claire Bennett's mind while unknowingly being blocked by the Haitian, as in the Heroes episode 'Fallout'.

The marines and doctors then escorted me out of the facility through the doors, and into a massive fenced in field that the General explained was for me to explore my new form.

I was monitored as I tested my endurance, agility and strength across an obstacle course built by the Marines for me.

Due to my sheer speed, strength, agility, stamina, and also my small size, the course, normally about 15-20 minutes for a human, took me only TWO minutes to successfully complete!!!

Then I was given my own life-sized human decoy; a puppet dressed as a soldier.

It was placed about twenty to thirty feet away from me, in a combat stance, complete with an unloaded M-16.

“Now, Charlie, assume that this decoy is a real soldier, say, a Taliban insurgent. How would you attack it, head-on, before it could do the same to you?”

I simply grinned, before crouching, and growling in total rage; saliva dripping from my maw as my fangs glistened!!

It took some of the scientists everything they had to either keep observing this action, not piss their pants, or not faint from terror!!

Suddenly I unleashed a tremendous roar, leaping nearly forty feet through the air from my crouched position, spreading my massive wings as I soared straight toward the target!!

The scientists all watched, stunned, as I swiftly unleashed a blazing red jet of fire to blast a hole clean through the target's chest; the sheer heat making it instantly begin to sizzle, smoke, and dissolve; the metal melting like warm butter as it glowed red-hot!!!

Finally, a swift slash of my tail-spike ripped the decoy clean in half!!!

Stepping back, I looked at the General's stunned expression, and gave a thumbs-up!!

I was also given the task of not only taking out an insurgent as well, but also demonstrating how I could fly to catch up with a fleeing civilian, using my friend Logan as an example, grabbing him around the chest and easily lifting him as I angled my huge wings to fly skyward, away from the combat zone, so as to ensure his safety.

After a few more endurance, stealth, speed, and stamina tests, I was dismissed, and followed Logan, the General, and his team back into the facility.

“Outstanding work, Charlie!” The doctors and general congratulated me, as I grinned.

“Thank you, General!” I replied; my voice still the same as when I’d been human, but just a little deeper!

But, as we both were being escorted back to the facility, I stopped suddenly, and turned my head slightly; my telepathy picking up on an approaching human, as I felt the intense psychic static!

But I knew WHO it was!!

The General and his team instantly understood that I was perceiving an approaching threat.

“It's Marc and his cohorts!!” General Garrows shouted angrily. “All units, mobilize!”

Instantly, the Marines went about the task of preparing for an assault. General Garrows walked up to me.

“We have given you the perfect weapons, and trust that you, Charlie, will help us defeat Marc!”

I nodded. “I will give Marc what he deserves! He cannot best a dragon even if he had all the firepower known to man!!”

Looking around quickly, I spotted a low section of the roof of the compound. Motioning to Logan, who came to stand beside me, we waited for the signal.

General Garrows raised his right hand, waited, then made a fist. At my friend Logan’s nod, I sprinted toward the facility, sensing that Marc and his men were inside, by a form of clairvoyance that worked by utilizing the psychic static of my telepathy as a sensory field; the changes in pitch and tone of the static due to shifting frequencies in Marc and his friends' brainwaves!!!

I crawled quickly up the wall, climbing onto the roof to get a better vantage point. I relied on my stealth, and my sharpened senses to scan the area, before leaping off the edge, spreading my wings and catching a breeze. I glided effortlessly just a meter over the treetops, keeping a keen lookout for Marc or his friends. I easily landed crouched on soft grass among some bushes, and waited, before looking around. I was now in a sheltered grassy area, somewhere at the west side of the facility, on the opposite side of where we had stationed the exercises.

I could hear the distant waves crashing into the rocks, far below the cliff.

I spun as I heard the approaching footsteps, before Logan came running up beside me. We both listened, before hearing voices, as I hissed. Suddenly stopping, I felt more psychic static; my telepathy picking up the presence of one very familiar person, and four others.

“How is Marc behind this, Charlie? Or, is he torturing your dad and your brother?” Logan asked me.

“I haven't the slightest idea, but I do hope he isn't into anything dangerous!” I replied, before a realization hit me like a sledgehammer!!

“How do you know about my dad and Brandon?” I asked in disbelief, as my comrade smiled.

“Marc and his friends captured them, Charlie, and brought them here. They tried to use a biochemical weapon to infect your dad and your brother!!”

Suddenly I heard Marc say my dad's name, and my brother's, as I hissed in rage! “I will not let Brandon or my dad get hurt! I have to stop Marc!”

Logan nodded. “Then we shall, Charlie, together!” I spun, swiftly crawling up the rock wall toward the roof, and went across the the other side of the facility, but now I knew exactly where to go.

I headed through the main corridor of the compound for about forty yards; the tremendous size of the facility enough to allow me to move about without problems, and utilized my heightened sense of smell to pinpoint a small room in the main facility. Focusing, I swiftly transformed back into my human form as the stone-like scales flowed and reformed, becoming a dark green army outfit of the dark steel-toed boots, the camo pants, and an olive green t-shirt.

Apparently a side-effect of the injection had left me with the ability to shift not just my body, but my clothes as well, similar to the mutant Mystique from X-Men!!

Logan, with the help of my telepathy, was soon able to locate and find me!

I ran out into the hall, telepathically scanning the building, finding dad and Brandon were being held in a room on the other side of the facility. Even though I had no memory of the building's layout aside from the experimentation facility I'd been taken to earlier, Logan did, and helped direct my path.

I encountered several men I knew to be Marc's guards, but my advanced knowledge in aikido served me well, and made me an excellent fighter.

Logan's knowledge of judo also helped him fight very well!!

However, one of Marc's guards made the mistake of shooting me with a tranquilizer, but the dart's needle simply bent upon hitting my skin, as the dart fell to the floor!!

Looking up at them, I grinned, as my eyes shifted; my molars growing into dragon fangs!! "Bad move, bub!" I growled.

Moloch ran at me with a yell, but a hard, fast jump front kick sent him flying up to smash into a light on the ceiling, shattering it, before I suddenly front-flipped into a handstand, and slammed him with a double kick, sending Moloch flying down the hall to smash and fly through a window!!!

Running, I leapt and spun, landing a spectacular flying reverse round kick, sending two more flying through the windows!! Landing, I partially shifted, extending my wings and using the claws to impale, lift and throw the last two guards, before slashing Marc's left leg with my tail-spike, making him collapse with a scream of agony!!

Standing back up, I shifted back into my human form, before Logan and I continued on our search for my father and brother.

I used my speed and agility to swiftly and easily scale the walls and ceiling. I finally made it to the floor above the hall by crawling up the elevator shaft like Spiderman, thanks to my now-enhanced human form, and easily busting open the sealed steel elevator door to the third floor landing, mowing down the armed guards with a spectacular martial arts display!!

I then headed down the hall to Room 211, and walked in, as dad and Brandon both looked up, astounded to see me, as I grinned!!

"Charlie, how...?" dad started.

"I'll just say a very good friend of mine helped me reach you guys in time!!" I replied with a wink.

Then Logan walked in, and introduced himself to my father and brother.

I noticed their hands were both cuffed to the wall by the beds, but merely grinned. I then raised my left hand, concentrating, as they both gasped upon seeing my fingers expand and grow, my nails becoming talons, as my skin darkened to grayish-brown!!

They both stared in shock, but I grinned. I then easily snapped the cuffs off their wrists, and used my regeneration through my draconic hand to completely heal their wounds!!

Suddenly a look of shocked recognition crossed Brandon's face, as he took my transformed hand in his, feeling the skin and talons, then he looked up at me in disbelief!!

"Charlie!! You can't be a....!"

"Dragon?" I asked. He swallowed hard. "Don't be afraid, Brandon, dad!!" I replied, letting my hand reform to normal.

Logan and I then proceeded to explain the entire procedure I’d been through.

Afterwards, dad put a hand on my shoulder, and smiled. "I'm so glad that their program could help you achieve this, Charlie!"

He then turned to Logan. "And my son Brandon and I are very proud of you, Logan, for helping Charlie! We thank you!"

He smiled. "Don't mention it! It's what friends do for each other anyways!!"

They nodded, as I helped them out to the hall, then my enhanced hearing picked up Marc and his friend’s distant footsteps and voices approaching.

"You guys head to Room 110. That was my room, one floor down. The ceiling vent is open, so use it to get out of the facility, but close it so they can't follow. Go straight through the duct, and you'll both see a bend to the left. Around it is another vent opening to the outside on the facility's west side. Go straight through the bushes until you see the beach!"

"But what about you, Charlie?" Brandon asked.

"I'll be okay! They don't know what they are messing with, but we'll deal with them, and meet you guys later. There should be a motorboat moored there, so get away from the facility as quickly as possible, and Logan and I will catch up!"

Then I was gone, as Logan followed. I ran, disappearing around the bend.

Some men were waiting, but they were easy targets for me, and I used my superhuman strength, weapons-disarming skills, and martial arts skills to take care of them, as did Logan with his disarming skill and martial arts.

By now dad and Brandon had found my room, and were in the duct, as Brandon sealed it, then both he and dad followed the direction I had specified, and found the vent out of the facility. They headed for the beach, jumped in the boat, revved it, and sped away from the facility.


By now the sun was setting, and a cool breeze churned up white-capped waves. After beating about 22 guys, I sensed more were coming, so I crouched, and concentrated as I felt my body beginning to grow and shift into the dragon again!! I suddenly heard them approaching, as I slowly raised my head, snarling in absolute rage!!

The guys saw me, then screamed and ran. I sprinted after them, before leaping down to tackle one, grabbing his head, and twisting it, snapping his neck! I then spun to whack another with my tail, sending him flying into the wall, cracking his skull!

Then, just as one of them raised his machine gun to target me, I roared, unleashing a massive blast of fire that was so hot, it melted his skin!!

Stepping past the screaming, flailing man, I sprinted away, leaving him rolling around on the floor in indescribable agony as my fire swiftly killed him and destroyed his human body!!

I easily mowed down about 14 more, and gutted the last one with my tail-spike, killing him instantly!!

I then headed down the hall, found Room 301, and escaped through the window, smashing it and getting out of the facility, but thanks to my extremely tough dragon hide, the glass shards were harmless.

Logan soon joined me from another side of the facility that he'd escaped from earlier.

Suddenly hearing running footsteps, we both glanced back to see the General and the scientists arrive.

After congratulating us, Logan saluted, before climbing onto my back, then I turned, spread my massive wings, and took off, flying swiftly skyward.

We had both gone about three miles when I picked up the electromagnetic field of the boat, and continued, flying high above them, but they never even knew it!!

Soon, after travelling about three miles, Logan carefully stood up on my back, spreading his arms. Glancing back at him, I saw him grin, and wink at me! I grinned back, nodding.

Taking a deep breath, my friend suddenly dove off my back into the air!! For a few seconds, Logan appeared to dive in slow motion, before he suddenly executed a spectacular spin; bright amber fire suddenly flashing over his human form, then flaring, and flashing out, revealing his huge dragon form!!!

Glancing back at me, the dragon grinned mischievously, and winked, as I chuckled, grinning and winking back!!

About two and a half hours later, Logan and I both sensed my dad and brother had arrived safely at a seaport harbour on BC's west coast.

I headed for a small sandy spit about five miles from that point, descending and landing on the spit, as Logan followed me, and waited, standing beside me. Focusing, I controlled my telepathy to form a simultaneous link with my dad and brother.

'Dad, Brandon?' I asked, and waited.

'We're here, Charlie. The police have questioned us, and know of our ordeal! We haven't told anyone about the dragon, and we haven't mentioned Logan either, so you are both safe!’ Brandon informed me.

'Good!' I replied. 'I think I might need to go away for a while! They would not believe me if I told them how the government recruited me for an experiment that transformed me into the greatest mythical being!!'

'You don't need to worry about that at all, Charlie! We know that you can handle any enemy now, and your friend will watch your back.' My dad replied confidently, as I nodded.

'Indeed I will!! You and your son can COUNT on me looking out for Charlie!! He and I are close friends now!!' Logan replied.

My dad and Brandon then both wished Logan and I good luck.

Afterward, Logan turned to me. “Do you know of a good place to go, Charlie?”

I smiled, putting a hand on Logan's shoulder.

“I have long since known about a special place called Avalon, in Shropshire, Wales, said to be the resting place of the legendary King Arthur, so I know it will be a good place for us to live now!”

Logan stared at me in amazement, as I smiled. And with that, we both turned back, crouching and once again spreading our wings, taking off side-by-side into the sky.

Then we were gone, heading out across the ocean on a journey to locate the resting place of King Arthur himself, and hopefully, we would have a chance to meet the only other dragon in existence, aside from myself!

And although Logan and I never found out, the Marine Corps that had run the "Draco-X" project closed down shortly after learning of both Logan and I defeating Marc and his friends, and the likes of both my friend and I, the world’s first, and only, dragons, were never again seen on Earth.

      The End!
This story, inspired by both 'Dragonheart: A New Beginning', and by the story 'Human to Dragon' by the deviant 'XJK', tells of how a special program created by the Canadian military succeeds in transforming me into the ultimate mythical weapon.
© 2015 - 2024 Rethar-Stonehammer
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Dragonguardian253's avatar
Wow, I must admit that was a serious thrill ride! You did a great job on this.