G Warrior Prologue
by Sydney Yao
Fiction Winner, 2017 VSU Student Writing Contest
The giant shooting star was as bright as the morning sun, falling through the sky like a comet. Then we all heard a loud crash. The sky turned red, the ground shook in result of massive earthquakes, tides washing away everything in its path… everything was falling. What I saw, was giant dragon with a human head. It stood up on its hind legs and bellowed a mighty roar to the heavens. The roar was so great it created whirlwinds and summoned lightning. I couldn’t believe my eyes at what I had just witnessed! I was in awe the giant beast collapsing, letting out one last breath before everything became quiet. I had to struggle to get my leg out of some debris from what was once my home. I went to look for my mother and father, I called them out in order. “Ma, Pa, Melina! Where are you?!” Sadly, there was no answer. I had lost everything. All I could feel was sadness and rage. So, with my broken leg, I walked into the crater that the beast made and limped towards it. I was in disbelief. It was mechanical! Before I could catch my breath, I climbed up its arm to look at the dragon’s face. It was awe-inspiring. It was mesmerizing! It looked like something I would see in Chinese stories and myths, I touched what looked like a jewel and the dragon’s eyes opened, glowing golden yellow. Its mouth opened wide and it inhaled deeply, pulling me into its mouth and swallowing me whole.
I thought I was dead when I came to see what looked like a control panel. It was shocking to see something like this inside the belly of a beast. I accidentally touched something and giant tubes came down and connected to my body, extracting some of my blood. Looking back at it I guessed that it sampled my DNA. Somehow, it began to speak to me. It asked me my name, my age, and what planet this was. I answered politely.
It thanked me and told me that itself and I were one in the same now, and that it used a copy of my brain cells to talk to me. It told me that I could go, and that’s what I did. I told the machine that someday I hoped we would meet again. After that I was rescued by some military police officer that put me into an ambulance, and I began to lose consciousness. I would never see the dragon again. Or at least that’s what I thought.
Who knew the real ending was soon to come? The end of the world.