The Lost Chronicles Of Pangea: Apocalypse

The Lizard

Instinct and nature go hand in hand, sometimes most people say it’s the same thing. But its not. Instinct is sudden and fleeting, but a nature is who you are. That can never change because it’s the one rule of the universe.

And then the universe went and got f****d up. She could not remember the time when she suddenly developed the awareness, when everything seemed clearer and she felt stronger, and faster and bigger. Instinct was sudden and nature was set, that changed.

With her evolution came a clarity and a sense of understanding she had never experienced before, it was daunting but at the same time very comfortable. She reveled in her new power, she could see the world differently and understood differently and all this was mostly attributed to his efforts. Ahmed.

She had spent a significant amount of time in his head, even though he kept fighting her till the end she still got a lot out of him. He was her teacher, her best friend, her guard and most importantly he was her pet. She learnt so much from him and his memories, she saw so much glory, glory that was the human race and its superiority.

They dominated everything, controlled everything, and once upon a time she would have been at the mercy of their hands. She did not like that at all, not one bit. Animals were living things too and she felt that each of those humans had no right to treat them as lesser beings, it was not fair.

And with that knowledge she grew wiser and smarter with each day that passed, her growth was controlled and hidden properly, but even she did not remember the time before she woke up stuck in a rubble and attached to a human. But with every increase of power, and intelligence, so to did her blood lust and loathing for the human race. They thought that they were so powerful, but in the end they had created the instruments of their own destruction. She grew each day only for the purpose that she would have the ability to step on them soon enough. To prove and show them that some other creature, some animal has the capability to stand at the top of the food chain.

And all was going well until he passed by. At first all she could think about was how much of a tasty morsel he looked like, but his appearance made her teacher and pet fight her. He struggled for release, for freedom, and she was not ready to loose him, because she needed him too. She had grown attached to him, to his views about the universe and his knowledge about Pangea. It was due to that very reason of how dependent she was on him for growth and survival that forced her to fight back.

But she fought back too hard. She really had no idea about the scope of her strength, but in the process to retain supremacy over the half of his brain that she had claimed for her own, he lost control over his own half and then he belonged to her completely. But that was not what she wanted, because she felt as clear as day that he was gone. He had become a mindless drone, a creature that could do nothing but be her puppet. She raged in anger and loss, and she would have loved nothing more than to tear the one responsible to pieces.

And then she lost her connection completely, it was the last straw to break the camel’s back, because she knew and understood the concept of death in a way most humans might never get to understand. Ahmed was completely gone from this world, killed by that boy with skin the color of the earth.

His death hurt her, both emotionally and physically. The back lash from the lost connection rattled her skull enough that it left her with a headache. Trapped or not she wanted to eat him and so she struggled to face him.

He looked tiny and insignificant, there was not even enough meat on his bones to be considered an appetizer. He looked weak and pathetic, so tiny and seemingly inconsequential that she silently mocked his species. If this was what the top of the food chain looks like, then the food chain needed a serious review. And all was good with the world at that moment, she would savor her revenge and the feeling of eating a human for the first time, and then she would begin her dream and ambition of conquest. She would lead her fellow animals on a rampage across their cities and lay waste to the lot of them. She would show them true power and what it meant to really be an apex predator.

And then reality came smacking right in her face, it was then she realized that part of the reason humans had always been on top and so feared was because of their tools, take that away and most of them amounted to nothing. They hurt a lot, stung like nothing she had ever felt before. Forced into retreat she watched him leave, all the while her scales ripples and shifted in anger and despair. She wanted nothing more than to claw him to shreds and feed on the remains of his corpse, but she was stuck and could do nothing but watch him disappear from her sight.

So she was left with no choice but to bid her time, a few days later she smelled it, it was the smell of death. And it was not because the remains of Ahmed and the other unfortunate animal was a few meters away. No this scent was different, it was wet. She smelled the sea and its sudden and rapid approach. She could feel the dangers that rippled within the deep, creatures of such fearsome magnitude that she would be unable to compare, and they were coming for this island, they were coming for everything.

She had not survived this long only to die at the hands of fellow animals who were definitely less intelligent than her and mostly driven insane by evolution. For this guys all that was left was instinct and bloodlust. They could only understand one thing, and that was death.

The scent made her scales harden in fright as it drew closer with each passing moment, she could already feel the wetness beneath her as the sea began to cover the foundation of the house she was stuck in. She was unwilling to die here, but luckily enough for her the water was also a savior, it helped loosen the rubbles around her, and with great efforts she was able to pull her bulking body out. Walking was awkward considering she had been trapped for a long time, but she had no time to learn as she scampered away amidst splashes of sea water with a tint of blood in it. She ran awkwardly but with the singular intention of getting off this island, her target of revenge completely forgotten and left behind as survival became paramount.