Death of the shire

Story by mugman on SoFurry

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It was a wonderful morning when I woke up, the sun shone and the birds sang, as I got up I yawned and scrathed my mane hair, and opened the curtains to this great morning.

The sun light lit up the cabin, my log cabin was very nice but basic, it had a bedroom, a kitchen bathroom and lange area, as I looked at myself in the mirror i sighed, my white hairs where turning gray, they might look white but I could see my grays showing, I sighed again and creacked my back, oh that hurt, I then yawned and started to make some food.

Brakefast was going to be as simple as it could get, eggs, bacon, sausages, and toast, no cerial, as its too much, as I started to cock everything I looked at an old picture of me and ty, ty was my mate, she left though and I've lost contact with her, she was a nice horse, like me but also had tiger in her, so she was horse shapped but had tiger stripes, and was a herm and carring my child, I never forget about her never.

As I cooked the food I popped the juke box on with some nice old music, on half way as I lived out in the middle of no where, the bacon and the eggs and the sausages started to sizzle, the smell making my mouth water, I then herd the toaster pop up with my toast, I grabbed it then the morning paper dropped though the letter box, I picked it up and saw it wasn't the paper but my horse monthly magazine, it showed how to look after your self, plus the free gifts are cool.

As I muched on brakefast I couldn't help but think today was going to be my last day, mind you I say that everyday, today is my last day then the next day wake up, but I sighed and read my mag, muching on the food I'd made, same rutine everyday every year every month.

As I finished brakefast off I then had a shower, it said in the magazine to keep washing as it makes you freash and feel great and it does, that wonderful water powering onto your fur making you feel young and cool, as well as washing away any nasty grems or dirt.

As I finished my shower my dragon phone went, I have to look after dragon's if I want to live on this planet as I'm inmortale (can't die), as I picked it up the voice was an old friend but an old evil friend,

"ah david, good I hope you are enjoying this wonderful morning as am I"

"what do you want drake?"

Drake was the most evil of all dragon's, he would rape and kill anything even if you just said hello to him, I've been to him many a time, why? As he says he needs my help but of corse its just a trap, he's strong but thanks to my powers I always get the better of him, but I have to go, even if they are bad.

"me? I'm only ringing up to say could you help me? Only there appers to be a knights camp site by my moutaine, and I wish for you to stop them attacking me"

"fine but in re-turn you have to end this hate of me"

"fine david dear, you know its only because you save dragon's that I hate you, everything must die but with you, you give them another chance, that is why I hate you"

"fine I'll be there in about an hour"

As I put the phone down I sighed and got into my gear.

I went to my bed room and got out my items, the first item was my jacket, it was made from leather showing its age but it was special to me, it was a friend, amor's too heavy and thick this though is nice, my next item was my wallet, it helps as it's good to know you can buy a drink with your id card, and then my sword, made from the finest steel and made to fit me, as I put it on I readied myself for drake and his traps.

As I got to his place, I teleported, to get to any dragon I can teleport, just one of the great powers I have as well as being ilmortal, as I looked I noticed the camp site but it was destroyed, nothing left other then knights laying there bones, in shiny amor, drake had taken care of them the other knights there where either dieing or half a knight, one was alive but had nothing left, no legs arms or anything, I ended his life as he was in so much pain, the rest of the site was just fire or sinders as it had been burnt to the ground, a flag still burned in the wind only just staying up on its chared pole, I knew drake wanted me, a little knight camp like this was nothing for him.

I teleported up to his cave entrance and looked, it was dark and I couldn't see all I could see was more knights dead and just bones, as I looked in my pocket I knew I'd forgotten something, my pipe I teleported it to me and light up the cave, I then walked in.

As I light the way more knights remains where on the floor, and so where animal bones, there was a message caved into a rock it read "knights who pass here will not re-turn run, run away and don't be a hero", this only made me go in more.

As I walked in more I saw his tail move, then I saw sprayed with something, it was a pink powder, I coughed and hacked I then saw him, he was a big dragon at least the size of a house or bigger, he was all black with the odd bit of silver here and there.

"ah david, thank you for coming"

"cough, what's the powder?"

"that? Oh its just a power destroyer"

He smiled his yellow teeth showing he then licked his lips and faced me,

"now then how would you like to go? Eaten now? Killed then eaten or a fight then eaten?"

"I choose the fight but I have to go seeing as you've taken care of the camp"

I tried to teleport but nothing the powder on me glowed pink, it was true that powder had taken my powers away, I ran back dropping the touch but thankfully the sun shone lighting up the cave enough for me to see, drake changed me and grabbed hold of my left arm he then bite down going though the bone and then ripped it off from my arm.

So much pain, pain I've not felt since the day of my leg braking, I tried to heal so my arm could come back but nothing (another power I have) I looked as he chomped it down, he was now wanting more, the rest of me, my arm bleed as I looked I knew I had to kill him.

He roared and changed I jumped and ran down his back I then drawed my sword and hit him in the back but my sword must have felt like a pin, as it seemed to have no effect, he then started to buck like a bull, his back slamming into the roof hitting me I was hit five or six times I then saw he rached around for me I stabbed him with power he roared hitting his head on the roof, I then hopped down and ran for the cave entrance, I ran but he then grabbed me with his claws, the claws dug into my back pulling my skin off and making me bleed he roared and I neighed in pain, I then noticed the more he moved the more the roof fell down, he then with his claws still in me lobbed me agents the side of the wall hitting it hard I felt my ribs go, I then saw that the roof was getting weaker every second then I saw a statike hanging there it looked like it was holding the roof in place, bleeding from the arm back and mouth I ran towards him and he snapped at me I jumped on his head and ran towards that one rock.

Sa his wings flapped he tried to swat me off but failed I then jumped aiming for the rock but I was swatted by his tail he sent me into a wall more ruble fell, I then knew I had to leave my sword in the rock in order to get out of here alive or in some cases just get out.

As I ran sword in my only arm he snapped again and tried to grabbed me again I jumped rage now filling my eyes fire burning in my eyes as he'd taken away my arm and my powers, I then jumped and hit the rock so hard it made the roof crack it then started to go like a map in all different die rections, I then held onto that stone, but he grabbed me as his home begain to fall, I looked as he squzed me like a snake then a rock hit him on the head and he roared smashing his head into the stone my sword was in he then feel but he woke he held me and ran he wanted to finishs me off, I had to get away.

he then ran towards the cave exit, I felt him hold me as if I was his son, I then kicked him in the face and he roared the roof then fell and trapped his back legs, he then roared still holding me only a few meters away from the exit, he then looked at me I kicked him in the eye, he then held me and lobbed me as the cave then feel on top of him he roared as the rocked engulfed him and pinned him down as more fell from him trying to get free, then one last rock on the roof moved and came down hitting him and going though his head killing him.

As I was thown I saw the cave go, I then noticed I was on the cliff he lobbed so I missed the edge, I crashed down hitting every bit on my body, the rocks took no mercy on my body, they hurt me and I kept falling I then hit the ground a loud thud was herd, I landed but on my back.

As I looked up into the sky I saw rocks fall down they missed me but only just, I then looked as they stopped and listened, no movement, drake was dead, but how was i?

I coughed up blood and could feel my body shutting down, my arm gone in his belly being diejested but for nothing as he was dead, my back now with mud and drit in it from that fall and land bleed, I could only just see the sky, as I got up I leaned on a rock, my body now in more pain, I'd never felt pain like this pain that really wanted me to teleport pain killers but I couldn't, I then herd my heart beating it was hurt, not cut open but possible had a claw tip in it, I gasped and coughed more blood, my jacket torn and covered in my blood, my sword destroyed or lost under that ruble, and my wallet, I picked it out from one of the torn pockets and moaned as it hurt so much, just to do that.

As I looked though it I found what I was after, a picture of TY, if I was to die I wanted to see her one last time, as I did the blood from somewhere on me spilled onto the picture, I then cried, I did want to die, my body started to shake, I then felt a cold breeze on my face, I then looked and coughed again, I let the picture go as I knew someone else would want it, but it returned sticking to my jacket on some drying blood, I sighed and looked back at what I'd done, I knew no one would miss me, as no one liked me, a taven near me no one liked me, only a few liked me but only for a quickie, other just seemed to act like I wasn't there.

As I breathed I knew one would be my last, it started to get dark, I then felt my self shiver, I then looked at the night sky my arm leaking blood, I had nothing, my bones all smashed and probly all broken, my powers gone, and my love life none real, as I shivered I wished I could start all over again, to never have meet drake, as I looked I could feel my eyes getting heavy, I tried to think of awake things, but nothing, I then yawned and I felt myself get colder, I knew I had no time left, I sighed and closed my eyes, my ever lasting sleep, as I breathed I could feel my heart shutting down like a computer, all that would be left on would be the screen, I breathed once twice and the 3rd time I stopped breathing.

*yourself*

The shire never did wake up, but the village people did find his body and seen the cave of drake destroyed, they picked the dead horses body up and carried him into town, his body lifeless but he was still a hero, the towns people cheered even though the old horse couldn't hear them, the taven he'd spoken about looked outside seeing the body of the horse, they shed a tear at him, only now relising that he was dead, he'd killed drake but only so the town was protected.

They carried the body to the graveyard and with furs working they dug a hole, the stoner, made a fitting tombstone, he ingraved on the stone this "here lies a noble horse, he was never much a good speller or grammar person but he had a heart, that heart has now stopped but it will always beat in our minds".

They lowered the body into the grave and the local victor said some nice words before they played a fitting tune for there fallen warrior, he was great and is now no more, the towns people then called this day shire day, in memory of this noble horse.

The grave, it is where we all end up in the end, some go when they have lived life, others go when there life was cut short, others go from a none cure-able diesies, but the shire went as it was his time, after fighting a dragon he had to go, he was a great person and shell be missed.

R.I.P horse you will never be forgotten.

R.I.P DAVID THE SHIRE

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HIS WONDERFUL WRITING

words: 2,552

pages: 9

not spell or grammer checked as there's no point.

goodbye and thanks this is the last mugman story, until i feel like i can be taken serous