You dare try to control me child, you who does not know the pain of fighting each day against your own kind. I know your intentions for bringing me to this cave. You thought that you would give me one more chance to bow to you before casting my ball away into the abyss of this cave. You humans cast us away as fast as you capture more of my kind.
We used to be the rulers of the sky and yet you don't even recognize us as the dragons we are. Now we are no more than livestock to you, using us to further your ambitions and dreams, But what happens when we have had enough. When we can simply fight no longer, such is the position is sit in.
I have been fighting alongside your kind for ages human, My first owner was a kind young man who simply wanted to become the strongest of his species. This is a goal which is respectable among our kind, but sadly humans can only live for so long. In his later ages this kind man fell ill in the middle of the mountains. We could not move him due to fear of the illness getting worse. I was passed on to his child and never saw the man again.
The child was very different from my first owner. He started kind like his father but in his teenage years fell into a human trap known as gambling. It seemed to be some sort of game of chance, and with this game came consequences. He lost everything from his father in this dangerous game. The only way to earn anything back was to play again, but he had no other possessions than our kind who fought side by side with his father.
You can tell where this is going human, can’t you. From that point I was traded alongside my companions many times. There were good owners and bad ones but my only regret during this period was letting them split me from my friends. I was traded to a fire maniac. I was traded to a 5 year old lad who wanted to complete a “pokedex”. I was traded to a mysterious owner who traded me back immediately, I do not know what he disliked about me but he kept rambling about a trade evolution working perfectly even though I am at my maximum evolution.
And finally we arrive to you, my latest master. You are the Cruelest master I have known yet. I have watched as you bike between two towns for days just to hatch eggs, at which point I felt a bit of compassion towards you. But this feeling was soon lost after seeing you abandon many newborns for now having some kind of “IV’s”. I have seen you abandon many of my kind and only keep a few with you. Although I was only kept to fly you around to other destinations, I could not urge myself to run away because no other trainers seem to want the mighty Charizards during this time. I have forced myself to watch as you work others of my kind to death then abandon them inside the metal box, which has kept thousands prisoner for years. You never feed us or pay us any attention when we are harmed or sick, instead you force us to keep working until we are beaten by another or tire from exhaustion.
Now we sit here today in this cave as I ask of you to give me a gift before throwing me in. There Is a place called pallet town where I spent most of my time with my first owner. If possible I would like to smell the air there one last time.
*Results* Creative Writing Contest: Picture Prompts
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Posted · Edited by Terrikah
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Prompt 1
You dare try to control me child, you who does not know the pain of fighting each day against your own kind. I know your intentions for bringing me to this cave. You thought that you would give me one more chance to bow to you before casting my ball away into the abyss of this cave. You humans cast us away as fast as you capture more of my kind.
We used to be the rulers of the sky and yet you don't even recognize us as the dragons we are. Now we are no more than livestock to you, using us to further your ambitions and dreams, But what happens when we have had enough. When we can simply fight no longer, such is the position is sit in.
I have been fighting alongside your kind for ages human, My first owner was a kind young man who simply wanted to become the strongest of his species. This is a goal which is respectable among our kind, but sadly humans can only live for so long. In his later ages this kind man fell ill in the middle of the mountains. We could not move him due to fear of the illness getting worse. I was passed on to his child and never saw the man again.
The child was very different from my first owner. He started kind like his father but in his teenage years fell into a human trap known as gambling. It seemed to be some sort of game of chance, and with this game came consequences. He lost everything from his father in this dangerous game. The only way to earn anything back was to play again, but he had no other possessions than our kind who fought side by side with his father.
You can tell where this is going human, can’t you. From that point I was traded alongside my companions many times. There were good owners and bad ones but my only regret during this period was letting them split me from my friends. I was traded to a fire maniac. I was traded to a 5 year old lad who wanted to complete a “pokedex”. I was traded to a mysterious owner who traded me back immediately, I do not know what he disliked about me but he kept rambling about a trade evolution working perfectly even though I am at my maximum evolution.
And finally we arrive to you, my latest master. You are the Cruelest master I have known yet. I have watched as you bike between two towns for days just to hatch eggs, at which point I felt a bit of compassion towards you. But this feeling was soon lost after seeing you abandon many newborns for now having some kind of “IV’s”. I have seen you abandon many of my kind and only keep a few with you. Although I was only kept to fly you around to other destinations, I could not urge myself to run away because no other trainers seem to want the mighty Charizards during this time. I have forced myself to watch as you work others of my kind to death then abandon them inside the metal box, which has kept thousands prisoner for years. You never feed us or pay us any attention when we are harmed or sick, instead you force us to keep working until we are beaten by another or tire from exhaustion.
Now we sit here today in this cave as I ask of you to give me a gift before throwing me in. There Is a place called pallet town where I spent most of my time with my first owner. If possible I would like to smell the air there one last time.