The room was dark and smelled like medicine all over.
Kroy was ten years old, when he was on the verge of dying. He lay on a cold bed, gasping for air. In this city, the air was full of black smoke. The poor people breathed the smoke until their lungs stopped working.
"I am sorry, Kroy," his father whispered.
His father adien was an experienced scientist. working for the Dextran corporation of golden prochant, a city made over clouds. Working after dragons serums dna and much more.
"His father worked for the Golden Prochant, a city that lived in the sun while Kroy lived in the dirt."
But his father had a secret. He had stolen a small bottle of black liquid. It was the blood of the Black Scale.
The one every person was after.
Outside, kroy heard loud noises. Bang! Bang! Bang!
The men of Dextran corporation were coming. They wanted the black liquid back.
"This will hurt," his father said. He had tears in his eyes. "But it will keep you alive."
He pushed a needle into Kroy's chest.
Nothing happened and kroy's body became still, suddenly after some minutes kroy gasped a long hitched breath.
He felt like his body was on fire. He screamed, but no sound came out. Under his skin, something hard began to grow.
It felt like hot stones were growing inside his skin. Kroy wanted to cry, but his throat was too tight."
Like something was moving.
It's working …. It's working, Adien screaming tears of joy in his eyes.
On Kroy's back, black scales tore through his skin. They were hard like diamonds and hot like lava.
The men outside broke open the door to get open. Men with high opacity suits , red eyes and big guns stepped inside.
But Kroy and his father were already gone.
They were gone, saving their lives from Draxtan corporations.
Through the crowd of metallic suits a man wearing a long black coat entered .
He saw the empty bottle of serum.
The man didn't look angry. He looked like a hunter who had just found a very rare prize."
He let out a soft smirk, looks like the experiment worked out .
We just need to get that back.