The Mad Dragon

Oh, have I harmed you boy? Have I made you bleed?
Poor little fellow. Little human, what's your name?
I am not going to hurt you. Not anymore anyway.
What made you idiots try to rob me?
Do you know why you can't steal from a Dragon?
We are pretty much aware of everything around us. Me so much more than others of my species.
For me, it's like someone telling you, What's your name? It's like someone saying Tryee, I am going to punch you in the nose with my right hand starting now!
Dragon awareness is different than yours.
Tryee, I have been fully aware of everything since before I tore my way out of the shell.
I have had the sum total knowledge of my race since I emerged and looked at my brood mates.
Wait, you believe that nonsense about Professor McLeay genetically engineering us from a dinosaur, and Komodo and bird DNA?
Yeah, so how come nobody ever mentions the fire whenever they repeat that bullshit?
You're not slow enough to believe that.
I see it in your eyes.
You got roped into this robbery plot. Just like all the other humans on the planet, you're hungry.
I like you Tyree, and I am going to tell you a secret that no living human being knows. Let me see how to say it so you can grasp it? 
You're what they call a regressive right? You have distinctive racial markers that everyone else around you doesn't, correct? They have a genetic sameness that kind of melts them all together. You have features that no ones had in generations.
We are alike in that way.
Yours was an accident your regressive ethnic genes forcing their way to the surface.
Mine is much the same. Except that the first knew I would happen.
Have a seat.
I am going to tell you a story.
I just ate an entire marijuana farm and the goats that were grazing there so bear with me if I get off track.
You're good. Make yourself at home. Mi lair Su lair.
Oh, I slay myself! Does that make me a dragon slayer?
Okay, I'm going to stop laughing before I burn ya little ass on accident.
This is a fairly long story, and I am a little bit paranoid about my shit, part of the whole Dragon thing; you wouldn't understand, but I need you to come over here safely away from my treasure. Okay, are you comfy?  Why are you grimacing? Never mind.
Okay so about 12 million years ago my people ran like all of this.
Yeah, I mean the earth and the entire Solaris system.
Yeah, I mean all of that shit.
Some of the DRRRRAAAAAGAANN, of course, you can't say it, knucklehead, your vocal cords are too puny.
I have memories of when your ancestors first became “intelligent” I use that word politely.
Oh my bad, I know the claws are a little intimidating, especially with your people's blood still on them. Hey, you tried to rob me, and  ALL of you would have killed me in an instant.
No, I can't read your mind so much as pick-up really important stuff like that rocket launcher that you and your compadres thought would kill me.
Anyway, I know the secret.
The last living Dragon taught the Professor everything about genetic engineering and by using the last unhatched eggs of our kind and cross-referencing the holes in the helix with the Dinosaurs DNA.
Don't get me wrong I appreciate the resurrection but I won't ever be bigger than 6 -8 meters and I can remember what it feels like to fly amongst the stars but I never can. The raptor DNA made us more aggressive and more reproductive but it took away our greatness.
You can't understand what that is like for a Dragon.
We have the hoarding instinct when we claim something like our own, it’s more driving than I can make you know.
Just imagine every Dragon exits it’s egg knowing that it's smaller than it should be, weaker than it's potential and can no longer make the flight to Mercury or Venus.
So that when you are finally ready to start breeding at like 50 years old you're going to have to simulate the constant heat with your fire or drop your eggs into an active volcano. Of course, most of the volcano eggs don’t survive. Those poor parents all believing, maybe my eggs will get hot enough for long enough to be strong enough, to get us back to those brooding grounds.
That's why so many dragons burn their eggs up with their fire, the right amount of heat during incubation and the wings are stronger, the wingspan greater, tail longer and more powerful, claws sharper, harder, more diamond-like. To much heat and they go mad from killing their young. Become a danger.
We are forced to remember being Megalodons while being nurse sharks. To have the heart and soul of a timber wolf in a Teacup Yorkie’s body.
That's why we Dragons are generally pissed off because we remember what we were.
I promised to tell you a secret.
No those are secrets but not the big one.
See you already have seen dragons go mad seen them pillage and burn.
Man, the worst of them really burn Tyree.
I remember, and I don't mean race memories I saw this with my own eyes. Yeah, don't look directly at my eyes like that! What’s that about dude? Damn, that shit is creepy, come on!
Anyway, so this Dragon I know, well knew he's dead now so there's that.
His name was Thunder Clap. This lizard had the boom. Even when we were little and had really just started getting some control over our wings, and fire. He had potential. His flame was erratic. It's like a humans voice changing.  He and I and Gold Claw. Fuck that lizard is dead too! Man the good ones die young.
Where was I?
Yeah good old Thunder Clap.
Me? Listen, Tyree, you gave me your name and that was polite considering the fact that you and your little people, who are starting to attract flies, by the way, broke in my house.
You kind of owed me your name and I don't owe you shit.
Oh, I think that you are going to sit and listen to my story and like it.
Because a one minute blast from me is like standing under the space shuttle when it takes off that's why.
Thunder Clap.
We played and ate elk. Elk is freaking delicious by the way! Oh, it's even better with a pig, elk, and bacon, you better try it, Tyree.
So the trio of us had gotten two Elk and boar.
We challenged old TC to do the roasting. Mostly because he was experiencing some fire issues.
Not that day, that day Thunder Clap Belches out the hottest flame ever. Just burns the elk to shit his flame was so powerful.
I noticed his coloration changed.
Later on, old Thunder Clap gets a Mate both of them are really powerful dragons massive, smart really strong. They were a solid couple.
Her name was Black Shade she was the darkest Dragon I'd ever seen up close and in dragon.
Are you awake there Tyree stay with me I'm coming to point I swear?
So Thunder Clap keeps getting stronger and stronger and as any reasonable Dragon would he starts thinking about the ancestors brooding ground he knows he's not quite ready so he and  Black Shade, did I tell you how beautiful she was?  Man Tryee she was the single most beautiful creature I have ever seen.  And I remember everything that any of my people have ever seen.
So right they have this ingenious idea for where to place their clutch of eggs.
A nuclear power plant. The balls right?
Well, the radiation did a number on those eggs. I’m telling you.  A beautiful clutch of eggs too. Six, that's a real throwback batch I'm telling you.  Well, ole TC and his mate sense that their eggs are about to hatch. They go out to hunt. One of those eggs was just like me, aware of EVERYTHING that came before her.
Remember when I said that I was like you?
I’m a genetic throwback too.
Most of our kind have blocks in their memory.
They don’t recall the darkness,  they don’t know why we achieved our initial greatness, don’t understand that I and that surviving egg are necessary for the continuation of the species.
See that egg is my mate Night Shade.
Tyree stay awake! So here’s the wrap up because you’re dying.
So Tyree the reason that Thunder Clap became stronger that day was that he accidentally killed Gold Claw. That’s when he found out what I already knew. Whenever we kill another Dragon we absorb its power.  When Thunder Clap killed Gold Claw he became more powerful and the glimpses that he started receiving of our dark history drove him mad. When I put him and his mate down I was called a hero.  The power is thrilling.
I saved that egg but she ate her five siblings.
She and I are real Dragons Tree, oh fuck you’re dead.
Well I’ll finish anyway killing other Dragons increases our power and to a limited degree, the same applies for your pitiful species.
You and your friends are just the top off I need.
My cousin Diamond Wings needs saving he’s losing his mind. After Thunder Clap, I became the go-to for mad Dragons. I’m paid to take out those that snap. Soon I’ll be the most powerful Dragon in millennia.
A new day will dawn. Well, you were a fine listener Tree but I can’t have you soiling the furnishings. I promise I’ll eat you quickly.