Fiction: Group 3
What happened next was a blur for the poor fisherman, but suffices to say, within less than five
minutes, he was on the deck of the pirate boat with his legs bound with shackles.
The fisherman groaned in pain and agony as he regained consciousness. He opened his eyes but
quickly shielded his face from the intense beams piercing through the crevices between the wooden boards
above.
“In the name of the Gods, where am I?” The fisherman exclaimed in horror. Below his feet, he
saw an emerald rug with scale like texture. Suddenly it began to move, the scales flexing in a spiral as a
familiar ferocious face appeared in front of him. Trembling in fear, the fisherman tried to crawled away but
he felt the tug of the shackles restricting his movements. A behemoth of a creature appeared in front of the
petrified fisherman, “O the great Shen Long please have mercy!” the fisherman cried.
Petrified he knelt before the dragon, praying fervently under his breath. Studying the fisherman’s
intimidated eyes intently, Shen Long swayed its sinuous body.
“Young mortal, do you not fear the wrath of the omnipotent Shen Long? The universe can be
demolished in my wake. Have you no sense?” Shen Long snapped, his eyes flashed in fury as his tail
whipped, crashing against the narrow walls. The fisherman was mesmerized by the eloquent stern voice of
Shen Long.
“I didn’t’t capture you. It was the pirates!” the fisherman exclaimed. “You got stuck on my rod by
accident!” The fisherman paused for a moment. “We are both prisoners. See, my ankles are bound!”
The clamorous metal clattered as he shook the shackles.
The intense vermillion rays discharging from Shen Long’s eyes evaporated. and his muscles relaxed
in an apparent sudden burst of realization. The once furiously thrashing tail slowed into a gentle sway. A
wave of silence washed over Shen Long and the fisherman.
The fisherman quietly whispered an audacious plan to the mighty Shen Long. “First I will attack
one of the pirates as they bring us out of the ship. Then you will fly up in the air and fly away as I slow
them down.”
The confidence and vehemence in the fisherman's voice reverberated across the small room. Shen Long
gazed at the fisherman.
“Please Shen Long, believe in me. I can’t let these pirates do any harm to you,” the fisherman said
ardently, clenching his fists as he talked. “I cannot let them continue with this! I will save the mighty Shen
Long.”
Suddenly the sound of boots clattering on the bare wooden floor. There was no time to waste. As
the doors slammed open, a pirate stepped in. He opened his mouth to speak but was quickly interrupted by
a blistering uppercut thrown by the fisherman. The pirate stumbled backward overwhelmed by the sudden
outburst of pain. But soon two other pirates pinned the poor fisherman to the ground. “What have I got
myself into?” the fisherman 3moaned, his heart palpitating rapidly. Bracing himself against the incoming
pirates, the fisherman begged for mercy. But then just as the fisherman was about to give up, a pillar of
scorching fire burst past him. The pirates fell back in pain and lay on the ground unable to contain their
shock. A burst of light exploded in the room, as Shen Long reared up on his hind legs, roaring thunderously.
Gazing in horror at Shen Long, the pirates trembled, their faces ashen as they crawled out of the room. The
fisherman’s shackles quickly melted in Shen Long’s fierce flames. Soon, it was just the fisherman and Shen
Long in the room. Silence fell as they looked at each other.
“Well, come young mortal,” Shen Long said as he gestured to his back. The fisherman sat on Shen
Long’s back, and as he placed his hands on the emerald scales which glistened in the dim light, the dragon
rose off the ground and flew out of the room. In no time at all, they arrived at the beach, where the dragon
dropped the fisherman off.
