The dragon came closer and closer, but Sharpy didn’t move. He was waiting. This made the attacking dragon a bit confused. He’d expect the little pegasus to fly away in fear. But he did nothing. Just like he wanted to get caught. But the dragon didn’t care. Instead he accelerated.

Sharpy noticed the dragon’s acceleration. He narrowed his eyes and flexed every muscle in his body. He waited until the very moment the dragon would slice him with his sharp claws. But that never happened. Right before the dragon would end Sharpy’s life, he dodged the dragon by putting all his power to his wings in order to move as fast as possible. Sharpy knew if he would have flown directly in the opposite direction of the dragon, he wouldn’t be able to build up enough speed before getting caught by the dragon.  By doing this he forced the dragon to make an instant stop to be able to turn around and follow him again. But since Sharpy was a lot smaller than the giant dragon, he was able to build up speed a lot faster than the giant dragon and by that, make some distance between him and the dragon. Sharpy looked back to make sure the dragon was still following him. He was. Sharpy then turned his eyes forward, looking for a suitable place to get rid of his pursuer. He found a few possible places such as taller rock formations and such. But then he saw the edge of what appeared to be a small forest. The trees were tall and thick. An ideal place for his plan. He would try to fly around the place for a short while, dodging the dragon’s incoming attacks, just to make the dragon focus on him and nothing else. Then he would try to make the dragon crash right into the thick trees. He doubted it would be enough to make the dragon unconscious but it would surely be enough to stun him so that he could return to his friends. But as he looked back to see how far the dragon was behind him he got shocked. The dragon was only a few meters behind him. Sharpy watched in fear how the dragon came closer and closer by the second. He didn’t think this big dragon would be capable of such speed. Sharpy tried to fly faster, but it didn’t matter. At this rate he would get caught before he’d be able to make it to the small forest. Sharpy’s heard stopped beating for a second when he noticed the dragon was already right behind him. He dragon opened his jaw to bite Sharpy to death, but missed. Sharpy folded his wings and simply dropped down a good forty meters before unfolding them and make another try to reach the forest. He had now lost his belief in actually defeating this dragon, since he was a lot faster than he expected, and just try to escape for his own survival. He was too far away from his friends so there was no way he could call for their help. He was on his own. Sharpy looked behind himself just to see that the dragon was only getting closer. Sharpy could feel how the adrenaline pumped through his body as he forced his wings to beat faster. His only chance was to fulfill his plan and make the dragon crash into the trees, or at least hide among them. But he couldn’t delay. He had to get there now. He flew as fast as he could, it seemed so far away. And then he could feel it. The dragon scratched his hoof with his claw. Sharpy shouted in surprise. He had felt that before, right before he met Fluttershy. He didn’t like that feeling then and now, it was only worse. Sharpy tried to avoid the dragon by flying upwards, but in vain. As Sharpy began to fly upwards, the dragon reached out his claw in an attempt to catch Sharpy. The dragon didn’t manage to catch Sharpy, but he tore up Sharpy’s hind leg with his sharp claws. Sharpy shouted in pain and dropped. The sudden pain put Sharpy in shock, he snatched and unable to remain balance, he fell down to his death.

The dragon, however, wasn’t quite done with the green pegasus quite yet, so he flew down and caught Sharpy before he hit the ground. The dragon gripped Sharpy and pulled him close to his face.

The dragon smiled victoriously as Sharpy just groaned in pain. Sharpy looked into the dragon’s eyes. He saw that the dragon was surprised that he looked the way he did with his scaly wings, sharp teeth and dragon-like eyes. But Sharpy could also see a desire to kill. This dragon wasn’t going to let him go. Sharpy sighed as he realized the inevitable end. Sharpy closed his eyes and then a single tear ran down his cheek.

“I’m sorry everypony...” he said quietly to himself. “...for all the problems I’ve caused... Crystal... Fluttershy...” But as he prepared himself for his fate he heard a voice. He opened his eyes. He couldn’t tell from where this voice was coming from, or if it was all inside his head. But one thing was for certain. It was Fluttershy screaming. “Sharpy, don’t give up” was all he could hear, but that was enough. He wasn’t ready to die just yet. He flexed his muscles and looked straight into the dragon’s eyes with new found courage. The dragon noticed the sudden change in Sharpy’s eyes, but wasn’t fast enough to react. Sharpy used his razor sharp teeth to bite the dragon in his arm. Roaring of pain and anger, the dragon was forced to let Sharpy go. Sharpy could have tried to escape, but he didn’t. First of all, he’d probably just get caught again. And he also wanted revenge for what the dragon did to his leg. His body knew what to do even before his brain did. Sharpy opened his mouth, preparing for a bite, and quickly went for the dragon’s throat. Within a second Sharpy had buried his teeth deep into the throat of the dragon. The skin was too think for Sharpy to do anything more than that, but it was enough. Sharpy could feel the blood of the dragon pour out of the wound his teeth had made and into his mouth. The dragon roared once again. Though now all anger was gone. Only pain and fear remained.

Sharpy got punched off by the dragon and flew a few meters to the side before being able to remain balance. The dragon made no attempt to give back on Sharpy. He just tried to cover up the wounds with his hands, so that the blood wouldn’t pour out, and flew down to the ground. The dragon more or less crashed into the ground, desperate to get away from the strange pegasus. Sharpy watched the dragon lie down on the ground. He appeared to be in pain, which was to be expected. A bite to the throat is very dangerous, even for a big dragon. But Sharpy did nothing to help the dragon and just flew away towards his friends. He had no idea how far he’d flown, but he suspected it was quite some distance. Sharpy was still in chock after the event and was still processing what just happened. It was like his body had moved on his own when he bit the dragon. As the adrenaline relented he started to get his feeling back in his leg. He groaned as the pain came back and realized that he had to get back to the others as soon as possible. Otherwise the blood loss would take its toll. And it did. He didn’t get far until he started to feel dizzy, but he had to continue. He didn’t want to fall down and rot away.

But dizziness didn’t keep him from being worried. Worried about who he was. When he broke free from the dragon it was like his body was moving all by itself. Reactions and instincts from a predator. A killer. Someone who could be dangerous to his friends. He admitted that the short, but yet wonderful, time among the ponies had changed him and his thoughts of what’s right and wrong. But when he was in the heat of battle, his true nature reveled itself. Maybe the spall hadn’t changed anything but his appearance? Sharpy bit his lip, even though he didn’t use any force it caused him to bleed. Strangely it didn’t hurt, but that might just be because he was too focused on the pain in his leg. As he tried to lick up the small amount of blood that came out of the little wound he realized his entire mouth was covered in blood. Without hesitation, Sharpy licked it all up, and swallowed it. Sharpy’s eyes opened in surprise. He actually liked it. Normally Sharpy wouldn’t be surprised, but right now it felt… wrong. He’d gotten used to vegetarian food so fast, but was he about to turn into a carnivore again? Was the spell breaking? He was just glad that Fluttershy didn’t see him right now. What would she think of him? It wouldn’t be very good for their relation and what she thought of him, that’s for sure.

Then suddenly everything went black before Sharpy’s eyes. It was just for a second, but it made Sharpy worried. What was that? Sharpy started to feel terribly bad and tired. He looked back at his hind leg. He’d been moving all the time so the blood just kept pumping fast through his veins, causing him to lose more and more blood. Everything went black again. Sharpy panted. He had to get back now. How far could it possibly be? He felt how all his strength lest his body in an instant and his wings beat slower until the third time everything went black and he fell from the sky. Sharpy had no strength left to prevent him from falling. He wasn’t even able to scream in fear as he was barely conscious. But just before he would get smashed into the ground somepony caught him.

“It was a close one, there”, the voice said. Sharpy was too dizzy to even recognize the voice. “You are so lucky that I came after you”. Sharpy tried to look up to see who his rescuer was, but it was hard to even keep his eyes open, so raising his head was not an option.

“You… came after… me?” Sharpy coughed. He didn’t know who his savior was, but right now it didn’t matter. He assumed that he’d find out soon enough.

“Of course I did! Come on. Let’s get you back to the others”, the voice said and started to move in to same direction as he’d been heading. “I guess we need to find a river so that we can take care of that wound of yours properly”. Sharpy finally closed his eyes and relaxed. He could feel how the pain and the nausea disappeared as he was about to lose conscious.

“Thank… you…” was all he could bring him to say.

“Don’t mention it. I’m always here to help”, the voice answered. But then after a few seconds everything started to shake and Sharpy woke up again. “Hey! Don’t fall asleep, or you might never wake up again!” Sharpy understood, even though he didn’t catch every word, and putted all the strength he had left to keep him awake. He forced his eyes to keep open as he saw what might was the place where the others were waiting. He could see how a few blurry ponies walked out from the stone formation. At first they seemed very happy to see him, but that quickly changed to worry. After all, he didn’t look to well, so that reaction was nothing but expected. But that was as much as Sharpy could be able to keep himself awake. Everything went black. He could hear worried voices, but could catch a single word. Then he stopped hearing the voices. He was unconscious.

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