Hi I’m back with the 5th part of my story! I know this part may be a bit boring but I promise there will be a lot of action in the later parts. Once again, thank you for those who supported me and jesusfreak, I really hope you notice my story your masterpiece just rocks! If you are new to this please refer to the earlier episodes first before reading this one or it will not make sense. For those who have, I proudly present you with love confessions of a dk part 5.

LOVE CONFESSIONS OF A DRAGON KNIGHT PART 5

I woke up to find myself on a bed. Beside me lay a spear– no not my omega spear. It was pale blue and looked mercilessly beautiful and dangerous. I picked it up and swung it side and forth. The spear cut through the air swiftly and silently. It was perfect.

Grinning from ear to ear, I then got out of bed. There was a door leading outside of the room where I was in. Where was I? I was mystified yet happy because everywhere seemed so peaceful. I stepped out of the house and examined the surroundings. Suddenly a chill ran up my spine. I was in Zakum’s chamber. I quickly turned around, only to realise the house behind me had disappeared. What happened next was quickly anticipated by me.

Like lightning, Zakum rose from a pit of lava faster than the eye could notice. Its faced bore the menace of a bloodthirsty killer, lurking, prowling and not resisting any temptations to claim a next victim.

I shuddered with fear. Was this it? I looked down at my body. From a sauna robe, it suddenly transformed into a fine set of majestic looking armour. It felt lighter than my commodore, yet more durable and protective. From only my upgraded items did I gain confidence to slay Zakum once and for all.

I stared at Zakum, Zakum stared at me. Suddenly, Zakum waved it hands and summoned hundreds of minions. I was shocked. Zakum had the ability to create minions? I whacked them away with ease, killing hundreds by the second. But they came too fast, and there was only one of me.

Very quickly they stung my whole body and it ached like crazy. I was completely paralysed and could not move a muscle. Slowly, Zakum grabbed me and lifted me up with its first hand (the highest one). I struggled but its stone fingers were too tight.

As I was helpless in its grip, Zakum took its time and took away my spear first. It then threw the spear at a wall and the spear smashed. I gulped. Zakum was not very strong. It was not even strong. It was unimaginably strong.

Then, Zakum raised its arm and flung me at a large boulder, only a pebble to Zakum. As I sailed toward it, I prepared for my doom…

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!” I screamed, breaking out in cold sweat. There was a fever bag over my head and I was wearing my sauna robe. So it was a dream. But that did not make me feel safe. Dreams were never realistic, right? I no longer believed that anymore.

I took my time to inspect the surroundings. I was in a small cosy room lying on a couch with a blanket over me. There was a thermometer by my side and a log book, containing temperatures. I stooped over to take a peek at it.

DAY 1- 40c
DAY 2- 39.5c
DAY 3- 40.5c
DAY 4- 39c
DAY 5- 38c
DAY 6- 40c
DAY 7- 38.5c
DAY 8- 37c
DAY 9- 37.5c
DAY 10- 37c

Were those my temperatures? It looked pretty serious. Wait, 10 days? How many days have I been unconscious? Just then, a door by the side of the room opened. “Hi!” I saw Samantha come in from there. “Its good to know you have finally awoken. You had me worried sick!”

I tried to stand up, but my forehead hurt a lot and there was a searing pan coming from my back. “Whoa whoa I’m not sure if that’s such a good idea. Here, let me help you take your temperature.”

“Hey there’s no need. I’m very well independent on my own.”

“Come on don’t be so hasty. At least I went through the trouble to take care of you. Ok lemme see the thermometer…what? 40c again? Wow what happened there? During your slumber you kept on murmuring about Zakum…”

“Just a bad dream I guess. Ah so tired…YAWN. I wanna go back to sleeep.”

“Hahaha wake up sleepyhead! I don’t want you screaming about Zakum again. Here I’ve got a television. I’m going to the market now so please try not to stir up any trouble. I’ll buy lunch back. Ok bye!”

I stared at the door as Samantha left. She was very caring and treated me well, although I seemed pampered. I climbed out of the couch with great difficulty and looked out of the window. Ok so we were in Orbis. Was that where Samantha lived?

I went back and sat on the couch, browsing through the different channels on the tv. There was nothing interesting so I decided to just laze around. I reflected on what happened 10 days ago. It was a frightening experience but if I were to be the best there was, would I not have to face it sooner or later?

I then reflected on the dream. Of what significance was it to me? What spear was I holding in my dream? I searched my memory. It was called…it was called…fair…fairfrozen. I vaguely remembered the inscriptions at the back of the spear.

But what use was it to me? Zakum would smash it like I would smash a toy with my powerful spear attacks.

In the midst I heard a knock on the door. “Hey Samantha! Ya home? Its me Claire!” Should I open the door? The stranger outside seemed like a pretty good friend of Samantha, but then again it could be a trick.

Just then I heard the door being unlocked. I made my way to the living room and saw Samantha with a tan skinned girl beside her. “Hey is that Bryan? Hi I’m Claire! Oohh hes soo cute! Forget about Richard. That’s guy’s a meanie, I don’t like him.” Claire stepped forward and attempted to squeeze my cheeks.

“Hey knock it off!” Samantha and I both retorted in unison. Claire backed away, but kept on chanting about how Samantha and I was a perfect pair. She then grabbed a funny looking loudspeaker and took a deep breath.

Oh no! I could recognise a super megaphone whenever I saw one. I immediately snatched it away before she could say anything into it.

“CONGRATS TO BRYAN AND SAMANTHA FOR…hey? Why did you take that cute toy away from me? The whole world deserves to know anyway!” Samantha blushed. “Heh you ain’t fun to play with at all!” Claire snorted in boredom.

Samantha immediately took out three supreme hotdogs from a plastic bag. “Ok lets have lunch, save the fun for later!”

Claire gave us the f7 look and shrugged her shoulders. “Never mind, I’ll be going now, Bryan is too booorring!”

Samantha sighed. “I’m sorry if my friend offended you. She’s just the type who can’t live without fun for even 5 minutes.”

I looked at Samantha gratefully. She had been very nice to me, but did I deserve her? My guilt was almost unbearable and I had trouble acting normally in front of her. Would she find out the real reason behind Richard’s death? If so, what would she do? What would I do? I did not dare find out the answer.