Run. Run. And the boy does, he ran as fast as he can away from the mob that was thirsty for blood. "KILL THE BRAT" , "we shouda left him below the mountain!" "that kid is cursed" The boy ran into a dark cave, running deeper inside, knowing nothing but the desire to get away. "are you lost?" a voice said, "who are you?" the boy asked , "we want to help you" , "we?" , "those people are just so cruel aren't they? humans are just so cruel, aren't they?" the darkness moved and formed a dragon The boy screamed in fright "Get Away!" , "but we want to help you!" , "how?!" the dragons cheeks turn upright, as if smiling " those humans, their not worthy of the world!, all they do is destroy it, but you can stop them, you can make it so that other people wont every experience what you have, all you have to do is say Yes" The boy thought about the cruel treatment he has received and thought about the family he has lost , and hatred sunk their greedy claws in his heart "yes" The boy's green eyes closed, and centuries later, seas and islands away, the boys green eyes opened and cries of a baby was heard