(OoC: Heheh, 600 word minimum. I'd hit 600 before the fight even started. It's 1,164, by the way.)
BIC:
It was quite a sight, really. A small orange worm sitting next to a rather tall man decked entirely in green. UZ’s jaw was wide open in awe at what had just happened. Almost immediately as he had touched the island, a man had floated up next to him and introduced himself as… what was his name again? Zorlorn? Zippo? Either way, it took UZ almost a minute of “uh” and “er” sounds to finally put together a coherent sentence. “So… uh… why exactly are you here again, er… Ziggy?”
“That’s Zorlo. And I’m here to teach you. You came to the Dome to be taught, didn’t you?” came the answer. UZ was still bewildered, almost more so. He had just finished schooling from his colony a short while ago, and now he was back to doing more school? Something just didn’t seem right about this whole ordeal. The fact that all of this was occurring in one day wasn’t helping the poor worm’s mentality.
“So… let me get this straight, Zorlo,” UZ began with a confused look in his eye, “after wishing that I could get training, a giant dome passing as a school appeared in front of me out of thin air and now I’m being taught by… you?”
“That’s one way of putting it,” came the reply, “Your assumption of the Dome appearing to you out of thin air is correct, sort of. And, as I said before, I am indeed your teacher. Do you have any other questions for me?”
“I don’t think so, if I ask any more questions, my brain might implode.” UZ was still as confused as he had been when the Dome first appeared in front of him, but at least he had gotten some closure out of knowing that this actually was happening and he wasn’t totally crazy.
“Anyway, it’s time for your first assignment.” said Zorlo. Seeing the angst-filled look on his student’s face, he quickly continued “Don’t worry, you won’t have to write anything or something busy like that. I just need to see how you handle yourself in battle.”
UZ perked up at the mention of battle. After the day he was having, having something small to beat up on was just what he wanted. He replied, with a touch of sarcasm “Battle, eh? What evil force will you be pitting me up against, some sort of mythical dragon creature?”
Zorlo got a sly grin on his face as he replied “That’s not a bad idea.” Zorlo chuckled to himself internally as UZ’s emotion spiraled from cocky to scared out of his wits. “Don’t worry, it won’t be much of a dragon, just a little water dragon. I need you to go into the bottom of the lake here and find one, then defeat it.”
“Water dragons? I’ve heard of those before. Aren’t those the ones that are basically blue blobs of scales surrounded by sharp objects?”
“Basically.”
UZ really didn’t like this whole dome thing so far. “You know, already today, I’ve almost been killed by invisible death forces, giant needles, and piranhas, couldn’t you start me on, I don’t know, bunnies or something?” The look on Zorlo’s face didn’t change as he pointed to the lake. “Dammit. Say, one more thing before I go. Is this sand made of chocolate?”
“Uh, no,” Zorlo replied with a confused look on his face.
“Damn, so I’m not dreaming.” And with that, UZ slithered down the slope of the sand leading down into the lake. It wasn’t as deep as it appeared to be from above, but still was deep enough that any human would have trouble with the pressure. “Good thing I don’t have to breathe down here, it’s going to be hard enough fighting a dragon,” UZ thought to himself. Suddenly, the ground began to rumble and Piranhas began to scatter from the area as an ominous shadow approached from across the lakebed.
“Ah, there he is!” UZ thought as the giant creature approached. It was not quite as large as UZ had imagined it would be, but it was still quite an imposing creature. Perhaps 18 feet long and serpentine in appearance, it could’ve easily been mistaken for a giant eel, if not for the giant clawed arms it had. Its tail had the appearance of a huge axe blade, nicked and bent from past scuffles the dragon had encountered. Obviously a seasoned fighter, the dragon almost didn’t even notice the small orange blob that was sitting in its path.
UZ realized at this point that he had no plan at all. How do you kill something that’s 9 times your size? Back in the colony, all he had been taught in the ways of combat involved killing something maybe 7 feet tall at the most, so he could fight off a human. Settling down, he realized that the dragon would probably not even try to fight unless he was really provoked well. UZ grinned as he psychically picked up a good sized boulder about 3 feet from him and swung it in front of the dragon, slamming him in the face as he unknowingly swam into it.
Visibly annoyed at a rock suddenly appearing in front of him, the dragon turned a few feet only to find that same rock in front of its face. After a few more rounds of this, the dragon, totally pissed off, slammed his tail into the rock and turned towards the closest thing to him, the small orange worm. Quickly, UZ picked up another boulder and began to stop the dragon from reaching him. By now, the dragon had obviously figured out that the worm was the rock-throwing nuisance, and began slashing the water with his claws, trying to no avail to break the steady stream of rocks that UZ had began tossing in his direction.
Eventually, the dragon began doing exactly what UZ had wanted, as he began simply breaking every rock that was in the general area. As Z’eed had always told him, ‘the easiest enemy to defeat is one that is blinded by rage.’ UZ grabbed the hardest, largest rock he could manage to pick up with his powers, and waited until the dragon had turned himself completely around in his fury. With a grunt, UZ tossed the rock toward the tail of the serpent.
His aim was true, and the rock, catching the dragon off guard, slammed into his tail, the sheer momentum folding him in half and impaling the sharp end of the tail into the dragon’s head. With a roar, the dragon fell to the ground as the blade dislodged itself from his skull, spewing dark blood all over the lakebed. Slowly, the horribly wounded dragon slinked away in pain, with the rock still stuck to his tail and blood flowing from his head. UZ had won, and he didn’t even have to engage in real combat. Hopefully, he thought, Zorlo would be pleased.
(OoC:
I thought this was humorous. It's UZ when Zorlo first appears
)