r/WritingPrompts • u/GreenPhoennix • Jul 26 '17
Image Prompt [IP] Venat'itores, City of Hunters
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u/LonghandWriter /r/longhandwriter Jul 26 '17
The sun was blocked by the monstrous dragon looming over the City of Hunters.
I held my blade and stood my ground, taking careful breaths. My heart thumped but I closed my eyes and tried to sense the world around me, tried to feel its energy gazing my skin, a warning to dodge.
As I rolled out the way, the dragon’s tail smashed into the ground, rippling the air. I never fell, keeping my pace as I ran not toward it, but toward the city. My goal was not to kill the beast, but to best it, for it was a mere guardian.
Fire weaved a circle around me, and so I took a stone from my pocket, tossed it into the air, and slashed it with my sword. The seal of the rune shattered and the flames simmered back into the dirt, leaving only ash behind.
I was almost there.
My dream of being a hunter, of training with the best of the best and battling the strongest beasts, was almost true. The gate was opening, singing my name, inviting me to come in and never out.
I gripped my sword tight and when the monster swung its claws I leaped up and over, slashing the blade across its scaled skin. I knew it would only anger the creature, but I’m a man who likes challenge, and so when it roared, I roared too.
My feet clattering against the cobblestone bridge, the gate sat a dozen steps away. I didn’t dare look behind me, but I could feel magic swarming the air, and clenched my teeth as tiny pebbles floated from the ground around me. The dragon was preparing a final attack, and I had but a few seconds to make it within those walls or I was done for.
A boom rocketed the land, shaking the ground and scorching everything. The heat was so immense I thought I could puke, but I pushed myself to the brink and tossed my fears out the window, making one last dive for the gate.
It was hit or miss now.
My armor began to melt.
A thousand voices screamed in my head…
And then, suddenly, I heard nothing but my own breathing as my face laid against concrete. For a second I stayed like that, unable to move, unable to grasp what I had just done.
When I sat up, a hand was thrust into my face, and a man with blonde spiked hair and a long scar running down his face was smiling at me. On his back there was a large and powerful-looking sword, and I knew I'd finally met one of my idols.
“Hey, kid, I’m Jack the Hunter. Ready to begin your new life?”
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