//------------------------------// // Chapter 1: The journey begins (Rewrite) // Story: The Last Human // by Blackdragn18 //------------------------------// I was hiding in a closet near the kitchen when I heard a loud scream. That sounded like my dad! I ran out of the closet looking left and right for him. In the kitchen there was a streak of blood on our usually white counter. There was a trail of blood leading out of the kitchen and to the front door, which was smashed open. I walked to a window next to the door and looked out towards the town square. What I saw nearly made me scream. There, in the middle of the square was a pile of dead people, it was stacked with everyone I’d ever known. There was a pool of blood beneath it. Then I noticed some weird chicken headed cats with wings walking around the pile, there were also some flying in the air. Then one walked outside of one of the stores around the square, he was carrying the owner, Mr. Greening. Mr. Greening was a rather thin man. He was struggling against the grip of the creature, but he wasn’t strong enough. The creature then grabbed his head and twisted it so hard the head came off. I nearly threw up. “Is that the last of them?” one of the chicken heads asked, he looked like the leader. He was wearing gold armor that covered his head and most of his body. “Should be, we have searched all of the buildings.” The one that just killed the shop keeper said nodding. The ones that were flying landed next to the rest of the group. I counted ten of them. They were all carrying swords or spears. “Excellent, let’s head home then.” The leader said smiling. I have to get out of here, I turned to run but ended up slipping on a puddle of blood and smashed into the wall. It’s ok, maybe they didn’t hear that. Of course to make it worse there was a shelf on that wall and a vase ended up falling and crashing to the ground. “What was that?” one of them asked “Go check it out.” Another ordered. I heard the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs that lead to our door. Then the door swung open and one of the creatures came in. I backed away towards the wall behind me hoping he wouldn’t see me. But when he looked to where I was hiding he did. “Oh, looks like we missed one.” He walked over to me and grabbed me by my head. “Please, let me go!” I struggled against his grip. “Ooh, no can do kiddo.” He then smiled at me and headed out of the house still gripping my head. “Hey boss! I found one we didn’t catch, guess he was hiding!” The pack of chicken cats looked at me. Most of them smiled these really evil smiles. Then the armored one walked up to me. “So kid, were you the one that made that sound? You should have stayed quiet, we might have missed you.” He started to laugh. The others laughed with him. He then looked at my captor. “Since you found him why don’t you reunite him with his worthless parents?” “With pleasure sir.” The one holding my head then began to put pressure on my skull trying to crush it I’m guessing. I let out a scream of pain, then something weird happened. I felt this rush of aggression and this voice telling me to kill them all. I took my legs and kicked the one crushing my head in the chest, I heard a few ribs crack. He screamed in pain and dropped me. He staggered backwards and fell onto the ground gripping his chest I walked up to him and smashed his skull with my foot. The other ones looked at me in surprise. Then the one who had killed Mr. Greening growled. “You’re gonna pay for that kid!” he drew his sword and charged at me. I side stepped and tripped him, he face planted into the concrete ground and slid into the fountain near my house. I then walked up to him and grabbed his head. “Let’s see how you like it.” My voice sounded deeper. I grabbed his cheeks and pulled up. The chicken head screamed in pain until his head came off. I lifted the head then turned and threw it to the feet of the leader. He looked at the head in shock “I’m not like the others, I’m stronger!” The feeling of aggression grew stronger and my vision clouded a little. I felt myself begin to shape shift I looked at my feet and saw them changing, my bare feet got covered by skin tight black socks that went up to half my shin they were missing the toes and heels, my black shorts changed into tighter ones with black fabric wrapped around them, my shirt changed it now only covered my chest and lacked sleeves and like the rest it was tight, then my hands were covered by fingerless gloves that went half way down my fore arms. This outfit seems pretty impractical but whatever no time to think about that. Looking up at the griffins I noticed I was now a few feet taller than them, I was maybe about six foot three or so. I glared at the griffins. Again they looked at me in shock, finally the leader got himself together. “Kill him!” Two of his minions charged at me, I jumped over one and grabbed his tail. Then I took him and smashed him into his friend, I heard sickening cracks from both of them and there was a minor dent in the ground. Then I felt a pain in my shoulder blade. Looking over I saw a spear sticking out of it, one of those freaks had thrown it at me! “Looks like you’re next.” I pulled the spear out of my back and tossed it at him, it went clean through his skull and stabbed into the pile of dead humans. There was a battle cry and one of them swooped down from the sky and lifted me into the air. Over all the buildings. “Bye freak.” He smiled and then let go of me. I fell to the ground and smashed into it. Ow, that definitely broke my back. Yay for my regeneration! I got back up, the one who had dropped me had his back facing me. “Look out!” One of the others warned him. But it was too late, I tackled him. Then I took my fist and smashed it through his skull. The rest were pretty easy to kill one of them did manage to stab me through the stomach with his sword. I turned my hand into a sword and cut his head off. Now all that’s left is the leader, he had his sword drawn, I saw that his hands were shaking. He cried out and charged at me, I grabbed him and kneed him in the chest, just like the other I heard some ribs break. He fell to the ground moaning in pain. I grabbed him by the throat lifting him up to look me in the eye. “Tell me, what are you supposed to be?” “Go die in a hole freak.” I growled and punched him in the stomach. He coughed a bunch of blood onto me. “Let’s try that again.” “We’re called griffins.” He said weakly. “Interesting. Next, do you have a leader?” “Yes.” “Well tell him what happened here and that I’m coming for him.” Then I stabbed one of his eyes out as a bit of a mark. Then he flew away. Well, now that that’s taken care of I’m gonna go see what I look like. I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I was definitely taller, my hair had always been long but now it was more wispy with a hint of spiky. My eyes were purple still, I guess this is my adult body. Even though my new outfit was impractical and makes me look a bit like a girl I like it. Besides since I can regenerate any injury it really doesn’t matter. I could fight naked and still not worry about death. Walking out of the bathroom I headed to the kitchen. There on the counter I saw my dad’s journal he was always writing in. Picking it up I tried to read it. It was a bit hard with the reading skills of a six year old. The page that was currently open was covered in blood. I flipped through it and began to read. A science experiment! That’s all I was!? I’m just a weird test tube baby? I growled and threw the journal at the wall. Then a note fell out onto the ground. I picked it up and read it, just like the journal page it was covered in blood and hastily written. Sean, go to my room and grab the book under my bed. You need to preserve our history. I went to my parent’s room and went to their bed. Sure enough there was a book under it. Looking closer I realized it was a book on human culture and history. Guess that’s what he meant by preserve our history. You know, this place is too depressing, I’m going to go on a journey, maybe some other humans have survived. But first I decided to hold a funeral for the people of this town. I took a moment of silence for them and then I turned into a dragon and burned the bodies. I watched as my parents and friends all burned into piles of ash. Time to leave, I had grabbed a backpack from one of the stores. Putting the book of our history and my dad’s journal in it as well as some apples and candy I walked towards the gates out of the city. Before I left I turned to look one more time at the place I had called home for so long. All the rows of houses were destroyed, with smashed windows and doors, my house was the most intact it only had the destroyed door. Turning I set off on my new life. It’s been three months since I left home. It’s getting pretty cold. I’m guessing it’s almost winter. I burned through my apples and candy after about a month. Luckily I somehow know how to hunt. According to my dad’s journal it’s likely because I have Lord Bolas’s DNA. I’ve managed to find a cave to live in, hopefully it will protect me during the winter. It’s been one year since I left home. I came across a town of some sort, it’s inhabited by these weird colorful four legged creatures. They were probably about half my height. I was currently hiding in a bush near the town. Maybe they’d be willing to offer me some food and shelter. I stepped out of the bush and walked towards some of the. When they saw me they started to scream and run away. How rude. Then some white ones in gold armor showed up, they were marching towards me not looking too happy. “Hi, my name is..” I didn’t get to finish that sentence as one kicked me in the leg and broke it. I screamed and fell over. They all crowded around me. Out of fear I turned my legs into blades and spun around slitting all their throats. I got up and ran away. Today marks my eighth birthday. I have not gone near any of those colorful things again. The problem is, avoiding them is getting a lot harder because they keep expanding. Plus I’m really hungry, their constant expansion is destroying a lot of the forests which is making hunting a lot harder. I’m having trouble even finding fruits. I’m now 18. The past few years have been really hard, the colorful creatures are making it harder and harder to find food. To make things worse this winter is really harsh. Just a few days ago there was a massive blizzard, I was trying to find shelter. But it was so cold and I was so hungry that I fell over, I could feel my heart slowing down. Well looks like my powers have quit on me, I guess this is what dying is like. Then that voice showed up again, it told me to turn into a dragon and make a fire if I wanted to live. I did like it said and I managed to just barely survive. Though now I’m terrified of winter. So apparently those evil colorful things are called ponies. Today out of desperation I went into one of their towns. I turned into a pony, choosing the form of a yellow winged one with red hair and a red tail. When I asked for a room and food at the local inn I was asked for something called “bits” when the keeper found out I had none he kicked me out. Even as a pony I can’t get any good treatment. That’s when I heard some ponies talking about some sort of witch, she was apparently plaguing the city. They had contacted someone called Princess Celestia for help but she had done nothing to help. I went up to them and told them I’d kill the witch for some “bits”. They laughed in my face but agreed, they gave me her address and how to get there and I set off.