Chapter 3

Chapter 3
The dragon raced through the forest like an Olympic long distance sprinter. He was reptilian in nature. His face was eyesless but this  did not mean he could not see. His armor gave him a unquie way of seeing. Quickly being emitted from his horns came a sonic wave. This sonic wave bounced arcoss the spectrum and allowed him to see his target. When his strange way of sight is disrupted his uses his nose. His nose when used for sight can sense the slightest disruption in the surrounding area such as the smell of metal, or purfume.
He was blind but could see perfectly. His sonic senses allowed im to see prey without a need for eyes. This forest colored dragon ran faster and faster until he could hear the sound of the military men and machines.
The militarized group move in unison. In the center of this group was a single being. They were cloaked. Thier walking speed was the speed this group took to get to thier location. This group was headed and backed by two large tanks. These tanks colored as the forest mocked the dragon. He could smell pain. Chemical make told the color was the same as his and it was still wet. None of them knew that thier the smell betrays thier position the most. His camoflague kept him from sight. Then he violently jerks his head. The sound of crutching twigs was attracting his attention.
The dragon moved slowly. He could smell smoke and callone. A man stood againist at tree in fun military uniform. He took from his shirt pocket a pack of cigerettes. As he began to light the fag, the reptilian hand slammed his head into the tree. Despite the helmet, it did little to stop the force of the attack. The man lay unconsious on the ground. The dragon then bend over the man sunk his large shark like teeth into the man's throat. His mouth tore intot he neck and ripped from the man's back the man's spinal cord.
The dragon then spit out the spine and looked at the progression of the squad. They had only moved several hundred feet with he easily closed. The tanks were on gaurd to the soldiers. they clear the a path for the homeosapiens as they moved inward. The layout of the forest ran through my mind. At this speed and direction they are on a march to the Primevil.
"My birthplace," the dragon thought. The Primevil was all he knew for the first year of life. This place gave him nector. This red goo amplified his size over four times though the first twelve months of life. The dragon was nutrued by the sour substance. His look like that of a child of the monkeys but now it had been changed. Before the first year of life had ended he had morphed drastily into a small version of the being he was now. Weaker at that state he would almost fear homosapien but now he was angry with this race along with his own the Eonic-sapiens.
Eonic-sapiens were a people that come from something that was like the Primevil but they were different. The dragon would abandon most of my human form while they would still try to act as humans. Primevil was not just his creator but his mind set. The dragon was the sole avatar of the great Primevil.
The dragon moved forward. He moved ahead of the group. They were moving at a steady pace. The dragon just needed to get to his birthplace first.
Six miles from the squads last position, he found his birthplace. His birthplace was an oversized tree who's branches extended to create a dome around them. He moved through the arc way and moved towards his creator the Primevil was a bubbling goo that was at the base of the massive tree. His large roots kept his creator safe as well as the large rocks that they had overgrown. He dug his fingers into the earth and moved upwards. He moved into the canopy of this birthplace. The dragon knew that it would only take seconds for the squad to enter this place.
He was right. Moments after he entered the the canopy the squad entered and entered into a battle formation. If a fight were to erupt, he knew that the tanks would need to be drestroyed as quickly as possible. Explosive rounds would cause great havoc in the bowels of the Primevil. Two people moved towards tree and poked at it with massive needles. The dragon's eyes widen and his gut is filled with rage. He opened his mouth and let loose a swarm of firey slinters. The slinters pierce the men violently and they fall dead. The militaried men fire at the direction of the slinters. The dragon had moved already. He kept eyes on the tanks which were not in use yet. He moved on the limbs of the tree. He crepty slowly as the soldier were now on guard. He moved on to an arcway and silently took snatched the soldier from above. He quicklly decaptiated the man violently. He drops the body to the ground and the others are shocked. The dragon could hear the sound of the tanks moving into position to fire. He needed to destroy them now. He dropped on to the top of one of the tanks. He dug his hand into the top fot he tank and ripped open the hardened steel. The men inside yelled for help. It was too late. The dragon slipped inside quickly and massacred the men inside. The other soldier raised guns to the top fo the tank. Then as fast As it happens, the dragon rips out of the first tank. He moved faster than eye could see and burst into the other tank. He does the same to these men as he did to the first.
The cloaked being looks aroudn and examines the surrounding. What ever this thing was it did not want them here. The cloaked being them looked around and called out. "What are you?"
There is no answer. Then from behind there is a thud. The being turns and is met by the fist of the dragon. The cloaked being goes flying outside the dome and is impaled on a tree's massive thorn. The dragon then roars as the others try to fight but are quickly dispatched. The cloaked being stirs on the thorn. This pety attack would not kill the being. the being finally dropped her cloak. She stood seven foot a stagering hieght for even a homosapien. She wore a red dress made of thick red wire that acted as her armor. She wore a helmet that resembled a large bird. She clenched her fist and raced into the dome. She looked around and saw that it was washed in the blood of her soldiers. She called out, "Monster I know you are here tell me what is so inpaortant about this place." She looks towards the base of the city and then moves towards it. The dragon roars and then fires his firey splinters at the woman.
She jumps out of the way and yells up tot he dragon,"I see you are protective of this place."
She moves towards the wrecked tank and rumaged through the scrap metal. She finally found what she was looking for. Tank muntion. She picks up the highly explosive round and throws it at the base of the dome. The dragon moves fast but as he jumps from the canopy he is struck by the woman in the face. The shell strikes the rocks covering the Primevil and it shatters. He falls to the ground. He looks at the opening. He was struck in the face but is not hurt. It would take a lot more force to harm him. He stood is full nine feet tall. He opened his mouth and called out in loud roar. The woman then came back down and ran at him. She rached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of brass knuckles for both hands. She then struck him once again in the face. He turned his head towards her and grabbed her neck. She kicked at his arm until he finally dropped her. She rolled to avoid the oncoming bestial foot that was coming her way. She shtood and punched him again. she tried to hit him again but he grabbed her ankle with his tail. She swirmed. he picked her up to face level. She slaps him. This only angers him. He throws her and then fires at her with the splinters. Eachone strike her in the chest. She rolls farther and farther until she falls into the large vat of red goo known as the Primevil.
The dragon roars and then stands over the pool of goo. She shall be taken care of by my creator. Then the monster turned and started back towards the forest.
Then there is loud noise heard. The sound of cries. He turns his head and looked towards the pool. From the goo came a new being. The woman had teken a new form curtosiy of the Primevil.  Her skin had paled. The latin woamn had lost her tan complection. Across her cheeks she gain dark marking. from her upper lip came her large fangs. Her hair white now with black tips had two large horns protruding from her head. Her hieght the same seemed to have grown due to he ability to now fly. From her back came two pairs of wings. These large wings covered her arms and then stuck out horozontially across her back. Her arms were covered in black tentacles. These tentacles hid below her skin but could be seen through large armor like membranes in her forearms. Her dress had fused to her skin making her waist almost skeletal. From here came the dress like armor that covered her lower portions. From between these bony portions came more black tentatels that dangles and squirmed below her barely touching the ground. Her claw like fingers then clenched and she took to the sky. Her black barbed wings opened and she took off upwards.
She flew head first through the thicket of black thorns. The dragon followed her through the canopy. She was moving with no dicomfort at all. So was he his skin had been hardened to such an extent of the thorns so they do not pierce him. His skin shows what he has injested or rather engulfed. He had devoured portions of the wood. A gift the Primevil had given him during his formation. The gift of a Glutton for Punishment. This gift he was given is the ability to devour almost any thing he made set his sights on and add it to his already acquired strength. By this point in his life due to such gluttonous devouring of thorns and bone, his skin is as strong as the pillars that surround the city of Dis if not stronger so this woman's past strikes would have not even fazed me. But now he feared what gift she had been given. Generous is his creator. He give so many gift to his childeren. His being the power to devour and extract is so adaptable to any circumstance I fear what she has been give.
They finally come to the top of the great canopy. She was stilll above me. The wings were an adaption not yet given to his most loyal. She then sniffs the air and then says, "I smell sin."
The dragon sniffed too. The smell of the fornications and bloodshed from dis was in the air. He stay to the ground. The wood is always a natural filter for is smell. The dragon cannot stand it. It does not harm my sight but it does act as a nucense. As he look up to see what the Primevil's new creation was doing she was already gone. She was flying towards the city. The city of Dis was calling her and she was calling me. He followed on all fours in the wake of the angel of the Primevil.