2 Chapter 2:This Is The End

"Dad...dad what do we do" Matthew squeaked while trying his best not to cry.

The dragon had now burned over half of the town to the ground, there were no traces of any sort of homes or shops only ash. While the dragons eyes burned red with a fiery passion it was still an intelligent creature, so using mana sense it found the people who were emitting the strongest aura and killed them first, to make sure no-one stood a chance.

As more homes and family's burned to the ground the screams and cries of the people started to quite down and not so long after there was silence. The only thing that could be heard was the cold wind breeze.

Micheal then grabbed his son, looked him straight in the eyes and started to explain what was going to happen."OK son listen to me carefully I want you too stay right there do not move no matter what happens."

As Micheal spoke in a quiet, calm voice to reassure his son, it was not the truth though. He was sweating all over, his hands were shaking and his heart was beating put of his chest. But none of that mattered because he loved his son more than anything and would do anything to make sure that Matthew would survive.

Micheal slowly let go of his son and made his way over to the only window the wooden doors had already come flying off, so all he had to do was lift his head just a little so he could see what was happening. Micheals eyes were now peering into the wasteland he used to call a home with only a few buildings standing he started wondering why he was being spared, why him of all people. Not a moment later."CLINK...CLINK ..CLINK.CLINK" One by one the coins Matthew had gave him started dropping out of his pocket.

"OH SHIT-" But before Micheal had time to react the dragon had already saw him and was casting a fire spell. Obliterating Micheal where he stood and destroying the family home. With Matthew inside.

The other residents of the broken town, heard this which started to make them go crazy. The lovely old man next door who always gave Matthew a smile when he walked past decided that it would be better to slit his own throat then die by burning alive.

The dragon wasn't doing this for any other reason than it wanted to, the dragon despised humans and wanted to make them suffer. So it would slowly wait for any of the homes to make even the slightest noise, a tear dropping on the floor, the wooden boards creeking. Making sure that even the slightest hope they had was ripped away. The dragon would then make it's move. It would stare into their very souls, which threw them into a pit of despair, before then burning everything they had ever known to the ground.

Once the torment ended all that was left, was a dragon standing tall and feeling proud that he had destroyed a town and all of its people alone. With nothing standing in it's way.