Mother 3:Gone Like Sunset Pt.1

Mother 3: Gone Like Sunset
By: ~TorreyWolf


    Claus made his way up Drago Plateau. His hands were trembling as he felt the handle of his father's homemade knife gripped tightly in his hand. It seemed heavier than usual, or maybe he just imagined it that way. Should he do this? Flint was bound to be worried, and Lucas was probably off crying somewhere out of worry. The determined look weakened on the young boy's face as he got closer to the top. All the remembered of that fateful day was a tremendous roar, a blue glowing eye, his mother rushing him and Lucas further into the forest undergrowth and the crisp coldness of the river. The one memory that echoed in his mind was a scream. Hinawa's scream. Then all was washed out by the sound of rushing water as his head went under the surface. Whatever had been chasing them sure wasn't alive, but the glimpse he saw looked alive. He shook his head to clear the thoughts. He looked up. Claus had reached the Drago shaped rock that marked the plateau. He had to hold back tears seeing it. Suddenly, a sound reverberated along the canyon. Claus whipped around to his right, knife held out at an awkward angle. A small head popped up. Claus relaxed when he realized it was baby Drago. The baby hopped up to him and suddenly lunged for his foot. Claus stepped back and fell as the Drago clamped it's jaws around the blue sneaker. The dragon like creature ripped the shoe off and threw it down the path.

     "Not now…" Claus grumbled, trying to wave off the young Drago with his freehand. The baby just looked at him and grabbed his other sneaker, bouncing back to its rocky hiding place. "Stupid Drago!" Claus yelled after it, getting up in his socks. He regretted yelling after it as soon as he felt the ground shake. Something moved from behind the boulder. Another stomp. Claus looked up in amazement and horror at what emerged. It was father Drago. He had play wrestled with it when he was visiting his grandfather Alec not that long ago. He looked it over. It had changed dramatically. It's arm, tail, leg, and eye had been replaced with mechanical parts that seemed to be much stronger and durable than the creature itself. He recoiled as he saw its eye color. Blue. The same glowing, metallic blue that he had seen the night his mother was killed. It parted its jaws in a roar. A tooth was missing. The fang that had killed his mother.

      Claus screamed in a mixture of fear and rage. He leaped to the Drago's side with unknown strength and tackled it. He brought down the knife with great force on the Drago's scaly hide.

Smash!

      His eyes widened in horror as the blade shattered on contact with the Drago's almost impenetrable hide. He should have known better. He dropped the useless hilt of the knife and clung on for dear life as the Drago stomped around, trying to get Claus off. He screamed as teeth came inches within snapping around his leg. He looked towards the sudden sound of something whizzing through the air. His eyes widened as he dropped down as the Drago's powerful mechanical tail collided with its scarred side. He scurried away behind a rock as it regained its balance.

      His back was pressed up on the rock's warm surface. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he heard the Drago looking around for him. Without that knife, he was completely defenseless. For the second time in his life he was scared. Completely scared. He stiffened up and gasped as he heard the Drago's roar. Had it found him? Claus heard the Drago's breath. It must be right in front of the rock he was hiding behind. A mechanical click filled the air. Before Claus knew what was happening, the rock seemed to explode into a million pieces behind him. Mecha Drago had hit the rock with it's tail, knocking Claus on the back with tremendous, almost unbelievable, strength. Claus flew over the edge into a ravine between two of the flat plateaus. Tears rolled down his face as he opened his mouth. Before he could scream for help, he hit the stony bottom.

Thud

End of Part 1