Harsh Truth
By Kinasha Kaiba
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The room was cold. I was in my bed, my knees drawn to my chest, my tail wrapped around my waist and my chin on the knees. It had been raining non stop for two days. A storm was present, I could hear the rumbling sounds of thunder and the elegant but deadly lightning appeared once or twice every few seconds. It had been a busy Friday, mostly for Master Kaiba, he had been locked in his home office since early morning...and it was almost 6pm. Mokuba was in his room, hypnotized by those flashing things humans here called 'video games', so it was pointless to go and visit the brothers. Not that being alone was something bad...I had been in solitude almost my entire life, so I had no problems with it.
My eyes moved down to stare at the wiggling tail, it had quite a large cut on the underside, product of Mokuba and me in the kitchen, both of us pretending to be pirates. Yes, it was a really childish idea but we had nothing better to do and Master Kaiba forbade us to watch any programs on that box thing...television? Yes that, because of the last 'incident' which of course I will not talk about. We were goofing around, I was chasing the kid around the table until I tripped on a chair and fell to the floor. The legs of the table had really sharp edges so my tail bumped onto it especially hard...resulting in a wound.
The cries were loud enough for Master Kaiba to stop what he was doing and come to my aid, but he just shook his head and called me childish. Yes...I could agree with him as well. Who would cry their eyes out for just a cut? Maybe a five year old...but an eighteen year old Blue-Eyes White Dragon? Never...
Father was always right, I was and I will always be pathetic. I failed him, my family and my entire race. I could still remember what I did like it was yesterday...such painful memories...
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It all started when I was born...well everyone was happy until I came to life if you could say that. My mother, Sapphire, was as beautiful as a flower. I could remember how she used to sing me lullabies at night and how she helped me up when I fell to the ground and got the smallest of injuries. She was (unless she is still alive) a very young Blue-Eyes White Dragon who also gave birth to three other dragons...my older brothers.
The youngest of the brothers and older than me by just a couple of small years was Reshef. He was the sweetest and most gentle brother you could ask for...a dragon brother at that. Reshef was also very brilliant, knowing a lot about dragonic history and lots of ancient languages, something that I failed as well. I was never good at History.
The next brother was Shinocu...now he was a tyrant, a ferocious meat-eating creature. If I could mention someone who could be described in the text of Master Seto's Blue-Eyes White Dragon cards, it was Shinocu. He never liked me and I never liked him. The last of the brothers and the oldest was dear Pooda. Now he was often a very serious dragon but he could be as much as a brute as Shinocu.
Since Blue-Eyes White Dragons mate for life, my brothers and I were all the children of the same, tyrannical dragon...Atoru. Everyone was afraid of him and who could blame them? He was a veteran of many bloody wars, he even survived the brutal attack of a Buster Blader, making him blind on his right eye. Father had never been easy going with me nor with my brothers, which explains their attitudes pretty well. I think my father never liked that I was born with a 'curse' as he always called it, he was always calling me a 'reject' making me feel bad about being born even more, but...I reject being born as well. I just want to curl up in a dark corner and die now...
I never attended a 'normal' dragon school because being a humanoid dragon, I would never have fit in with the other large and powerful dragon students, so father was forced in placing me in a school of Magical Arts. It was considered enemy territory due to the rivalry between dragons and magicians...I will never understand why they hated each other so much, a battle between who is stronger? Who knew...
Every time I tried to be friends with someone from a different species or clan I was either pushed away because they didn't like me for reasons I couldn't understand or because my father pushed them away. But I did manage to have at least two friends.
One was a girl, she had blond hair and green eyes, she was always carrying a blue and pink staff. She had quite a perky attitude for her age, she once told me that she was studying Black Magic and that she wanted to be as powerful as her grandfather. The other friend was surprisingly a dragon, he lived near my home and his father was allies with mine. He was quite a large dragon, strong and bulky with orange colored scales and a brown belly, he had large spikes on his tummy and very large fists, he was a tough dragon, always defending me from bullies and dangerous things. I really miss my only friends, we were quite an odd trio: A Blue-Eyes White Dragon, a perky Dark Magician Girl and a tough Armed Dragon but even their loyal friendship was ripped to shreds by what I did...
It was a warm afternoon, my oldest brother, Pooda, was out teaching me a few things that I should have probably known if I were as big as him. He taught me how to fly the other day and how to use my tail as a deadly weapon, now he wanted to teach me how to hunt. We are carnivorous creatures and I had seen my brothers hunt. They had taken out Seiyaryus, Serpent Knight Dragons, Warrior creatures and working as a team they had taken out Levia Dragons, which were very large and deadly sea serpents. My brothers were true predators unlike me, I couldn't even kill a Kuriboh if my life depended on it. Guess then was the time once again to try and kill something without feeling pity for it...
We were in the forest, and I was next to my brother walking, looking from side to side for any specific dangers. Mother had always told me to be careful, especially in the woods because mostly the very large, predatory animals made that place their home. Suddenly, Pooda stopped and moved his large head a grin present on his face, sharp white teeth poking out, I could hear him saying something about 'your prey is here' until I realized what it was. Knocking down a few trees came a large creature, it looked like one of those prehistoric reptiles with the large head and the tiny arms. The beast was black in color with a few red stripes adorning his face and back...or were those battle marks?
I raised my head to stare at my brother, he looked down at me and nodded saying "Go ahead...charge at the Tyranno and attack it" and that is where my world came tumbling down. He wanted me to attack that giant thing? That animal was twice as big as me! He could probably swallow me whole! The giant lizard took a giant step foward, the ground shaking like if an earthquake occured, it was not very pleased that a couple of unknown dragons came over invading its territory. I took a step back, fear entering my system but no matter how much I complained my brother, with one push of his claws had moved me towards the beast. I might as well give it a try...
The Black Tyranno opened it's massive jaws, large and curved yellow teeth showing, saliva slipping down its mandibles. Now that was scary...what did I have compared to that big, tooth-lined mouth? I took a deep breath and dashed foward, both my hands extending and showing off my claws, practicaly the only thing that could possibly harm the beast but of course the lizard was smarter than I assumed. It hadn't taken more than half a second to respond to my offensive attack...I felt a very sharp pain in my back as I was slammed to the ground by a long, whip-like tail. I cried in pain, lying there defenseless, waiting as the larger predator lunged foward to rip my small body apart.
It seemed like an eternity...was I about to die? Was I about to die in front of my brother? I heard a painful roar, I lifted my head to watch the scene. Pooda had locked his enormous jaws on the Tyranno's throat, the beast had no where to go now...death was sure for him. Using his mighty strength, Pooda moved one of his large feet and pressed it on the dinosaurs stomach, pushing him down on the ground. The beast's roars were now downgraded to small whimpers, it's large tail banging on the ground, lifting clouds of dust. It wasn't long until the monster was dead. My brother stood up, his tongue poking out of his massive jaws to lick the blood of the creature he killed that was all over his snout and chin.
I got up and was about to thank him for saving my life, but he looked at me with his cold eyes...like I had done something terribly wrong, then he flapped his wings and flew away back home. He left me alone with a dead body. I returned home and saw Pooda. He knew I was there, so he turned around, giving me the same cold stare as before. Then he started to yell, cursing loudly at me, saying how useless I was, that he was ashamed of being my brother...those words actually affected me, I felt this sting inside my heart. He was ashamed of me...
Tears ran down my face, I couldn't believe what I was hearing, why were people so cold to me? What had I done to deserve this treatment! I couldn't take it anymore, it was no longer sadness but more like anger. They were pushing me around and yelling at me for no reason at all, I was nothing more than an insignificant speck to them...nothing! I never heard an 'I love you' from anyone except for my mother. That left a hole in my heart...
I felt an inmense power growing within me, it was like all of that anger that had accumulated wanted to come out in a huge explosion. I really didn't know what was going on, my body was being engulfed in a bright aura and soon I started to change physically and mentally. My brother took a step back, his cerulean eyes wide as he saw the new me. I was enormous, as big as him, a large but slender White Dragon, the talons of my feet were ripping the grass to shreds as my roars were powerful enough to shake the ground. After this my head moved, watching the nearest thing to me...was it my brother? or was this an enemy about to take over my territory? It must be destroyed...
Moving foward like a desperate beast, I wanted to take a bite out of the intruder, but he rapidly stood aside to avoid my attack. But my mind was clouded by rage and I turned around, slamming my tail into his ribs, then without even thinking, I moved foward taking another bite. This time my jaws connected with his neck, I caught him. The muscles of my jaws applying an inmense pressure on him, there was no way he could escape this grip. His cries of pain and agony could be heard but I didn't care, the enemy was done for...he took his last breath before any vital sign of life was gone. Releasing the dead body, I took a step back and I roared proudly...if only I knew what I did.
This inmense power that took over my body was starting to fade away, the mind of a savage beast leaving and being replaced by that of a weak, little dragon girl. My eyes opened up and I gasped, staring at the horror next to me, it was my brother, my dear brother with his throat torn apart...did I do that? No...it couldn't be..my mind had no place for that savage act! My ears twitched and I turned around, my father was there with my other brothers...they saw everything, their looks were mixed with anger and fear. I started to cry, my clothes soaked in my brother's own blood while more beings were stepping in to see what I had done. Some were whispering harsh things, calling me 'monster' or 'how could she do this to her own blood' but I didn't mean it. I didn't even knew I had this kind of power inside of my body...why were they looking at me with such hatred?
My relationships with practically everyone around me changed...they thought I was nothing but trouble, a bad luck charm, a demon...even my own mother was rather disappointed in me. After all, that wasn't my only random transformation of rage. I had transformed various times and had caused unnecesary deaths for other people. This had made them angry, they complained to my father about my acts and they all came to a conclusion...I must be banished from the lands. I was so scared, nobody cared about me, I watched my mother, she had a few tears running down her white cheeks but she said nothing to stop them. One of my brothers, Reshef, told that I was only a child and he was right I am a child...an innocent being that was about to be thrown to an unknown world due to something that I had unconciously done, but of course he didn't care, like I said before...he never cared about me.
The last thing I could remember before being thrown into another dimension. I was my running towards my mother, tears running down my cheeks. I wanted her to protect me, to cover me up with her wing like she used to do, but it was no use. The spell that the elder magician had cast started to suck me up into a black hole.
Those were painful memories...
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"Kinasha-kun...?"
My head moved up from the pillow, it was soaked, a product of me crying. My head turned to see Mokuba, standing right in front of my door. Thank Ra the room was rather dark, I didn't want him to see me crying. Wiping a few of the stray tears, I smiled lightly at him and asked what he wanted.
"Oh, well, dinner is almost ready, and you know how grumpy Seto gets when we don't go and join him in the dinning room," said the child smiling back at me, with that he turned around and left my room.
I took a deep breath and started to get off of my bed. Next to me was a huge mirror, I frowned. I looked rather skinny and my hair was so messed up and long...I really needed to cut it a little bit. I gave up a smile, still staring at the mirror. That tragedy happened four years ago. Why am I still being chased around by it? The past should be forgotten in order for one to move on so why can't I do that? I have no idea...but all I know is that in this strange human world I had found what I believe are my only two, if I can call it, 'friends'
And I'm truly grateful for this...
The End
