《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》Mountain
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Today is the first military course. That's great! That's great!
Morning theory.
We learn about ranks, insignia, hierarchy, the different armies and a brief reminder of the countless military interventions of the United States. In short, the United States is always at war with someone. And a conscript like us can find himself in Afghanistan or the Urals in a snap of the fingers.
Me, anything but at sea or underwater. Although... all things considered, it's easy...
All these lessons are instructive for my legions. At least with me it was holidays / school....I shared my knowledge with them.
In the afternoon, it was a mountain walk. The meal had been light so that we wouldn't be too heavy.
My classmates had been tough and we dragons were a boring ballad. I threw out by force on the biggest ones so as not to have to stop every 5 minutes, the others out of breath.
We stopped in front of a totem pole and our instructor, Sergeant Seba, also our sports teacher, told us their story. Especially for the latecomers who had to recover.
Then Sergeant Seba told us: "Tonight, we're camping. We eat what we find in the forest. You have water bottles, find water. We have military knives and a casserole here."
Mr... great, hunting, I thought to myself in connection with Argentrix.
We sniffed the air a little bit and then climbed a tree and so early downstairs, we had spotted everything we needed.
Josh, the leader wanted to take us anywhere to do anything, like setting snares on human trails and not on rabbit trails...
We slipped away with Georgy and some of our friends, well, almost.
And we settled in a cave from where a bear fled when he noticed my scent.
I took some sharp stones and we made a fire.
I slammed a few sparks on wet lichen to keep the facade but as I blew, it was my dragon breath that lit the fire.
Humans had to collect wood to keep the fire going and make benches and bunks for the night.
The other empty, exhausted, smelled the smoke and headed for the fire.
A source was found nearby, the bear's source. And with humans, we go game hunting.
A deer presented itself. Their fillets are succulent and far better than elk or beef, which only tastes like water.
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"Shh, he'll hear us," I told Georgy.
As the fallow deer straightened up, Argentrix threw a stone at him and knocked him out with a blow and I read my legs on either side of his neck, grabbed the horns and, suddenly, I broke his neck.
The fallow deer was carried on a small trunk on our shoulders.
We took him back to the camp and were joined by Seba. He noted classes and individuals.
Points led to rewards and individual rewards led to advancement.
In the evening bows and torches were made.
Other groups had injured people, including one injured by bear bites.
My bow was formidable with its flint arrows and reinforced leather handle.
The rope was made of suede gut.....
We had a nice evening and Argentrix fell asleep in my arms.
A boy, Julien, had fallen under the spell of my dragon and asked him: "Are you his brother?" hoping.
"Yes, in a way, but we come from the same orphanage and we're not of the same blood and she'll be my wife. It already is, in a way..."
"Ah!" Julien said, disappointed.
We tasted the suede and rested. A hard day waiting for us the next morning.
Very quickly, I became friends with David, a boy of Israeli origin but very funny and very popular with girls.
Then Frederic and Frederique, a twin brother and sister, who have the same voice, the same long, blond haircut and the same attitude I don't care.
Hella, an Atari collector maniac like me...He has a project to rebuild an 80's arcade terminal with super emulators, decorations and either redo Gauntlet with 4 sticks or an original Mortal Combat.
There was also Philippe, his father was a school inspector and he thought he could do anything. And especially Michel, who loved drama and singing. We were going to do a lot of stupid things together...
We were fine in the cave and I told Seba that a guy, probably a hunter, was following us and watching us with binoculars.
We put in some branches and finally, the other teams, exhausted, came to join us at our camp.
I had gone back to do "full of mana" by slaughtering game well enough in the forest with Argentrix.
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We sucked blood mainly and in our dragon form.
"Ahhhh, I was starving for mana! "said my beautiful girl. But we felt that this world was a mana desert......It was hitting us hard.
Argentrix started crying... "We ate 10 boars and I'm still hungry Ivan... I don't feel well......
I'm afraid........
And a great sorrow broke out under my wing.......
I wasn't so affected. I felt a little like her, but I was getting used to it...
Pollution perhaps??????
"Drink my blood," I said to Argentrix."
"What?????? I heard you want me to drink your blood????"
Me: "Yes, you heard me... Look, I love you and I couldn't live without you, Argentrix. I'm no longer interested in human females... I want to make my life with you... You are my treasure treasure. It's the least you can do to stay healthy, isn't it?"
Argentrix held me tighter against her... "I love you too, but it's against my nature... It's unthinkable that a silver dragon drinks blood like a vampire."
Me: "Look, it's not my blood you need, it's my mana. Take what you need... Your family will understand... I am not affected because I come from this world... You don't! That's why elves, kajit, dwarves and argonians fled 1300 years ago... It wasn't their fault or yours."
Argentrix cried and bit my neck a little and I felt the mana transfer at high speed to the dragon.
She fell asleep and regained her human form and I took her back to the camp, holding her like a princess.
I fell exhausted and regained my strength the next morning.
Bags appeared as in a game show and we had rice for breakfast because we were still children but the event had been a great success.
We all went to the river to wash and Georgy was hiding. Obviously, he didn't want anyone to see him naked. Probably his secret.
Then the others started hitting him with wet towels to force him to bathe naked in the river.
It must also be said that the river was icy, even in summer, because we were in Alaska and the water was glacier melt water and it didn't have much time to warm up.
Today we go into grizzly bear territory, take pictures and catch salmon.
I have pasta and cream here. Salmon and water and fire are missing.
Bivouac, and survivalism. ALL WEEK LONG!
You will be officers or at least non-commissioned officers and I also have some very important information to announce. Most of you already know this, but this school aims to train the elites of the United States forces and you know that the elite forces are ALWAYS in WAR!
There is no rest or peace for students like you here. Your friend may be a Russian or Chinese double agent or from another nation.
If we are at peace with the English or the Germans, don't be fooled, they are also your enemies. They will not hesitate to sacrifice you to save one of their own. Just like us!
Here in Anchorage, nature is raw and merciless. Everything is hostile.
You will work for intelligence agencies and secret forces but if you don't already know it, you are already working as special forces.
Yes, children and students are sent on missions.
My goal is to keep you alive. Among you, there may already be murderers!
This place is isolated from the world and it is an ideal playground for killers to eliminate a potential future enemy from the start.
There are no microphones or surveillance systems here. Anything is possible. Even I may be your enemy!
In fact, there are very few resignations... But many accidents... fatal..."
Terror settled on our camp.
The boys threw themselves on Georgy who called for my help and, by the time he arrived to save him, he was undressed and the boys and girls stopped laughing.
He was collapsed, crying.
Georgy was intersexed...... Basically he was a girl and a boy at the same time but had chosen to live as a boy.
I spread my arms and said: "That's enough! And I turned around to Georgy and told her: You have nothing to be ashamed of for who you are! It's also a chance and you have plenty of opportunities that others don't have. They're just jealous, that's all!"
And he regained his self-confidence: "Thank you, Max!"
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