The End before a New Beginning
The sound of the planes engine turbines were loud outside of my seats oval window, as was expected when having to be seated on a wing-seat on the plane.
I frowned slightly as I rested my head on the palm of my hand, my long fringe annoyingly poking one green eye as I gazed lazily out at the darkening sky from 39,000 feet above the pacific ocean.
It was boring up here, especially when the person next to me was a mother with a currently crying baby girl, I didn't want to bother the poor lady she already had to deal with the fussy child, I hardly felt like doing much at all yet wanted to do more.
I quietly sighed thinking boredly 'geez wish something interesting would happen'
I turned back to my book I had read twice on this plane already, The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien, I was already up to Smaug's monologue in the book.
There was nothing to do so I instead just opened the book to my bookmarked page, the pages slightly crinkled from age and from reading the book so many times.
* I kill where I wish and none dare resist. I laid low the warriors of old and their like is not in the world today. Then I was but young and tender. Now I am old and strong, strong strong--*
-*BANG* I jerked up, people screaming in terror as the plane rocked unsteadily whipping my head to the wing outside my window my face contorted into dread and terror, eyes wide as I saw flames licking at the turbines of the plane, black smoke billowing into the air, with the wind mixing itself in the mess it contorted to hellish whipping flames and smoggy black pillars of smoke.
Tears pricked at my eyes as I stared at the cause of mine and so many others doom, there was no way we would survive, we were alone for miles and the ocean below us, in the distance a stormy sky.
There would be no survivors.
So many would die with me, families and friends would die, the pets in carriages below would also die, others on the mainland waiting for their loved ones would never see them again as we all would not return.
They might find the planes carcass but not the people..or any survivors in that case.
The plane shock violently inducing more screams of terror and loud crying, I turned to the lady next to me, she was holding her child close to her sobbing incoherent words along the lines of sorry, we won't make it home for you. Grief tore at my heart these people don't deserve this kind of death, they should be surrounded by family and die peacefully and content with happy memories instead of their last moments being taken by the grip of fear and terror.
I took out my phone and gave it to the lady "You should leave your family a message before its too late" She looked at it before gently taking it, quickly voice messenging I suppose her husbands email address.
'Honey, I won't make it home today, the planes going down Just remember I love you with all my heart please tell everyone else I will watch over them from heaven and never forget the happy memories we all made together, I will always love you all.
Love Melissa and Katy' she then handed back my phone before hugging the baby presumably named Katy, she smiled at me tears streaking her face, "Thank you so much"
I smiled back happy that I had helped another before my own demise, That smile quickly vanished after the plane lurched the wing exploding off, causing everyone to lurch and cover their selves instinctively,
The plane violently started tilting off balance as it lurched downwards straight towards the ocean.
The clap of thunder and roaring turbines were the last things I heard before pain like fire and freezing ice shot through me and all was black.
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...ugh, I felt sore all over my body it felt all so strange and wrong overall I felt foreign to myself, I slowly managed to use my odd arms to push myself into a type of sitting position as my eyes adjusted to the bright light in the--
Holy sprinkles I was in a massive circular chamber the walls were painted with beautiful arts of polished marble that looked like it belonged in the Taj Mahal with a high ceiling like a dome, windows dotted the chamber as beams of light poured in, on all sides stretching away across the unseen floors, lay countless piles of precious things, gold wrought and unwrought, gems and jewels, and silver gleaming in the mornings first light, as they rested in the pit that made up the middle of the floor as some type of tower.
My eyes widened in shock as I registered the fact I was perched upon the top of the tallest mountain of pure gold and jewels, drooling as a strange sensation came over me as I stared at the gold beneath my claws.
My jaw dropped as all my attention focused on my arms three long talons, my eyes than trailed to my lizard-like muzzle and red colouring, I checked the rest of my body in stunned silence, my arm was in fact a wing which would be used as a way of flight and walking, my legs now reptilian dragon legs with three claws similar in shape to a tyrannosaurus,
A long scaled tail waved from behind my as I wagged the new limb before wishing to see my new face, directing my vision downwards mind nearly crashed at the coin I was perched on, it was huge! The same size as my body currently a strange carving on its surface of a flame wrapping around draconic wings, did this mountain belong to giants or was I coin sized? I sure hope not.
I needed to see my face, taking advantage my much useful long and flexible neck gave me the vision to be able to see from most of the gold mountain, and there sticking out from the lower levels in the pit was a silver and lapis handheld mirror glimmering alongside the gold tower,
"ok alright, wait is- is that my voice?" it sounds scarily familiar from a movie I always loved to watch in my free time after a stressful day,
It was deep, with an undertone of growls and near silent hisses, it seemed to echo in a spine chilling way, however my words of choice ruined the amazing voice I now had,
"Testing, testing 626, ok this is definitely a familiar voice" something was off though I couldn't place a finger on it.
I shook my head, mirror now voice change later.
Using absolutely stunning agility and grace I carefully climbed down the mountain to the mirror.
*CRASH* FUDGE!
*BANG* THIS!
*KKFFFFFFFPPPP* BODY!
After my graceful display of multiple totally on purpose trips, crashes, flailing and cursing I purposely slammed into the mirror, I shot up eyes closed lips pursed head held high as if nothing was wrong with the total destruction of the gold tower,
I held onto the mirror, looking straight down at it as I opened my eyes before widening at my new face,
My head was oval horizontally with two prominent "frill" of horns around my head, spines lining the back of my head trailing down my neck, back and tail.
Piercing amber eyes stared right back in shock, the eyes which only belonged to one creature,
Smaug the Terrible, although I was a tiny and admittedly cute version of Smaug, I was undoubtedly Smaug, the last dragon from Lord of the Rings.
The King under the mountain.
A wave of terror and realisation washed over me, wait male voice and I'm Smaug..oh no, I looked between my legs before seeing the signs of a male lizards anatomy.
I was now a guy.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"