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It was one of those days when nothing goes right; I was getting up from a good night's sleep by the alarm clock that read 7am. When I was going to take a shower, I got blasted with ice-cold water and shrieked.

After covering up with a towel, I went to my room just to dry off then wrapped my towel around my waist. I looked in my closet to see if I could find any clothing and luckily found my black T-shirt, my denim capri pants, and my Converse shoes.

By 7:16, I got dressed then I grabbed my school supplies heading for the kitchen where I could smell mom's delicious blueberry pancakes and her french toast with powdered sugar on the top.

I sat down and started to dig into the pancakes, gobbling them down while drinking some of the orange juice. Mom told me that as soon as I get home, I had to do my chores; you know, clean the garage, wash dishes, etc.

At 7:35, I grabbed my backpack, got my school supplies, and headed out the door, telling mom that I'll be home by 3:00. By 7:50, I reached the school steps and got to my locker, opening it and grabbed my book heading up to my first class in room 211.

Unfortunately, my way was blocked by the school bully, Francisco Torrez, the jock and meat head of the entire school. He was about 6'2'', about 250 pounds, all muscle (he claims.)

His hair is dirty brown, wearing a blue and black letterman's jacket our school colors, and wears braces in his mouth. Francisco walked up to me and said, "Hey, chump, where ya going?" I just looked at him and told him, "I'm just trying to get to class before the second bell. So, if you could move out of my way.."

Suddenly, Francisco just grabbed me by the front of my shirt, and met me by eye level slamming my back hard into the locker with a look of scorn in his eyes.

"That's it!" Francisco yelled, "Tomorrow after school at 3pm! You and me! In front of the school mascot statue! Be there or else!" After that, he let me go and walked away from me as the second bell rang.

I was late thanks to Francisco so I had to hurry before I wound up in detention. Hours had passed and finally, it was 3:00 and school let out so I started the long walk home, trying my best not to be late, but the thought of having to fight that gorilla of a kid sent shivers down my spine.

What could I do? What can I do? Just as I felt like I lost faith, I saw a huge building with different types of herbal drinks and stuff, so I decided to go inside. I approached the door and reached for the doorknob then I turned the knob and opened the door letting out a small squeak.

After I went inside, the interior smelled of cinnamon incense and flower petals. The inside sent shivers down my spine as I saw more 'antiques' like shrunken heads, weird charms, etc.

I looked around to see what they had to buy so I could have a chance against Francisco or maybe bring me good luck. As I looked around, I didn't notice that someone tapped me on the shoulder, causing me to turn on my heel as I faced an old woman with numerous wrinkles on her face.

She had beautiful, but almost faded grayish-green eyes hiding behind her thick rimmed glasses, but the woman also had a warm smile on her face.

The woman also wore her greyish-white hair in a lovely bun with a faded blue ribbon holding it in place. The woman asked me, "Is there something I could help you, dear?" I looked at the woman and told her about my little tiff with "The Fang."

The woman looked around and snapped her fingers then she approached a large oak shelf and reached for a little green bottle that said "Herbal Drink" then approached me again and gave it to me. I smiled and reached in my pocket to give her the money,but she raised her hand and told me that the drink was on her.

I looked at my watch and it read 5:12, which meant I spent two hours in the store forgetting about the promise I gave mom about doing my chores so I hightailed it home. Finally made it home, but I got chewed out by my mom and had to be punished for about two or three weeks.

Afterwards, I just did my chores and went upstairs to do my homework, but the thought of fighting that bully filled my mind making me scared to go back to school tomorrow. As I looked at the bottle and wondered if this little drink would help me with my problem with Francisco.

I laid on the bed,thinking about the fight,not hearing mom calling me down for dinner three times. Then I heard a knock on my door and heard a creak coming from it, seeing my dad's face telling me to come downstairs for dinner.

I got up and headed downstairs for dinner which was a steak, carrots, mashed potatoes and peas with a bread roll. I didn't even touch a lick of the food which made my parents wonder what was up.

"Are you okay, dear?" my mom asked, "You haven't touched any of your dinner."

"Oh?" I answered back, "It's nothing, mom. I'm probably just not hungry tonight." I lied. After dinner was over, I got ready for bed, so I laid in my bed, set my alarm, and turned off the lamp then went to sleep.

The next day, I got up and got dressed then grabbed my Herbal Drink, grabbed my belongings, ate breakfast, then headed out the door to school knowing that it was going to be my last day alive.

I was hoping that I wouldn't see Francisco, but I was wrong; he, along with his jock pals, came to visit me near my locker and reminded me that when 3:00 comes, I was going to be flattened into a pancake. Francisco punched my locker and walked away as well as his pack. I sighed heavily and just went to class like nothing ever happened.

It was almost 3:00, I went to the boys' bathroom and opened the bottle looking inside of it. It looked like fresh tar then I smelled the contents and it smelled awful, like indian ink, but when I drank it, it tasted a little better than it smelled.

Afterwards, I finished the entire bottle and threw it away in the garbage can. The final bell rang and I headed outside to face my destiny with the Fang himself, taking deep breaths to keep myself from panicking.

A crowd of kids chanted as I stepped to face off with Francisco. I could see him cracking his knuckles and having a malicious smile on his face showing off his braces. I stood in front of him, his size dwarfing mine.

I felt like I wanted to throw up the Herbal Drink, but I stood firm trying to keep telling myself that I'll be okay. Suddenly, his fist made contact with my jaw, knocking me to the ground. I got up, but Francisco just grabbed me from the back of my shirt and picked me up.

Then I got another fist to the face causing me to fly even further and made me collide with the school's mascot. I coughed as Francisco just hovered over me laughing menacingly and mockingly said, "Well, since you gave me a good show, I'll let you hit me." He pointed at his cheek. I got up slowly as my face was bruised and bloodied. My face twisted in anger and, making a fist, attempted to punch the jock.

But just as I swung it at him, Francisco grabbed it and punched me in the stomach, causing me to gasp for air. I clutched my stomach and kneeled to the ground with tears streaming in my eyes. He smiled cockily and was about to deliver the final blow, when suddenly, I felt a pain in my body making me scream out in pain.

The kids looked at me thinking that Francisco did something, but he was just looking at me with a questioned stare on his face. I could hear the bones inside my body making sickening, cracking noises.

My muscles started to swell, ripping my shirt and pants to shred into ribbons. I could feel strength coursing through my body, but when I looked at my skin, it felt too tight like a too small shirt and it ripped apart like wet tissue revealing black scales as it spread like wildfire.

I felt my fingers fusing themselves into a draconic like paw as my nails started to grow out into huge claws. I felt my shoes getting tight and saw the same talons grow out ripping the front of my Converse shoes and also fused into digigrades.

I felt the balls of my feet stretch out causing me to temporarily lose my balance. As my body continued to change, I took jagged breaths and wondered, "W-what's happening to me?"

I could feel a burning sensation in my back as it stretched out my torso and my spine stretched out into a vertabrae making cracking noises as it reached the base of my tailbone.

I screamed out as a huge long tail burst out from the seat of my pants and got longer ripping my good capri pants in tatters. I was wondering what was happening, then I felt a great pain inside my throat like an inferno was set in it. I tried to scream out, but a plume of fire burst forth from my mouth.

The kids backed away in terror wondering what was happening to me? I could see Francisco's face turn white like a ghost wondering what was going on? I could feel my face stretch out into a strange type of snout and my nose started to shrink, leaving the nostrils flaring wildly.

I felt my ears stretch out and then split into a fin with blue webbings weaving through them. My hair started to fall out into huge clumps as two white horns started to grow out from my scalp and became more longer. I felt my neck stretch out cracking all the while while tears of pain stained my face.

Two huge bumps appeared on my back and burst out as arm like appendages with the same blue webbings weaving through the fingers. Francisco was wondering what was going on and backed away from me, but I lifted my head towards him and with a deep voice said, "You're not backing out, Frankie-boy!" Then I could feel white spikes erupting from my head all the way down towards my back and onto my tail.

My eyes started to sting and I had to close my eyes for a moment until the pain finally went away. Afterwards, I opened my eyes again and then my transformation was almost complete; I saw blue armor plating scutes form from my throat to my underbelly and down my tail.

I felt like my teeth was starting to come loose, so I opened my mouth and my human teeth fell out replaced by huge razor sharp fangs. My tongue becoming thinner and more longer like a serpent's then split down the middle. I roared out signaling that my transformation was complete and looked at Francisco with a menacing look on my face then smiled.

"Look who's the big dog now? Or rather, the big dragon on campus, huh?" I gloated as I towered over the jock in size with a huge smile on my face. Francisco and his friends just backed away as their faces turned white out of fear.

Finally, they turned tail and ran off like scared little rabbits as the audience watched them running away. I snarled and looked at everyone else saying, "What are you looking at?!"

The kids just ran without looking back screaming in absolute fear. After figuring out what happened to me, I realized that it was the Herbal Drink that transformed me into this hulking behemoth. I guess that woman had my best interest in mind, maybe she was a ...witch?

                                                                     The End...?
A young man faces his challenge yet,he has to go against the school jock.But,he has a secret weapon;an ordinary Herbal Drink.But,will it help him?

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ElectronicPVP Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2016
Very nice story. Now missing is that it packs all the guys together, going to the sports field and they wound up in the net of the Soccer gate and then attached to the institution of baseball basket, of course, with their heads down.

I hate guys who terrorize weaker!
Dragonguardian253 Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
I don't like people who terrorize the weak, but what'll happen is a couple of bullies will definitely get theirs.
siggihar Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013
=) i would like to find more of these
Daniel-D-S Featured By Owner Jun 17, 2012  Student Writer
i love justice
RoseAve Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2012  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
I love when the bullies get there's.
cynderfan35 Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
hah take that school bully :D
I wish I could have beated up my own school bullies in dragon form and ask: who's the weak one now little human?
gun-lover Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012
Lol funny thing is I got into a fight off campus just a while ago...
Hypraman Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
HAHAHA! Awesome story! :D
Hiddenmistdash Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012
8th paragraph. I felt like I wanted to throw up the Herbal Drink,but I stoof firm. Typo on stood. :3

Squee~ Nice story. :3
I like the bit that says: "I could hear the bones inside my body making sickening,cracking noises."
Favorite sentence in the whole story. >D
Dragonguardian253 Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
Thanks for pointing out that little typo.I guess that when I type,I don't notice it.
Hiddenmistdash Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012
yeah. :3
It happens. But wicked awesome story! 8D
Dragonguardian253 Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
:blush: Oh,thank you so much.I'm trying to improve more on my dragon transformation stories,but I'm glad you liked it.
Hiddenmistdash Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012
Your stories rock~ :3
Dragonguardian253 Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
Aw,come on,I'm not that good.I'm still learning,you know,but thank you for your kind words.It's those words that makes me glad that I'm a writer.
Hiddenmistdash Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2012
Define how good that is. >D

You're a rockin writer! :3
Dragonguardian253 Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
:blush: Aw,thank you.I'm gonna get a swelled head for receiving that much praise,but thank you.
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