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#267: The Earth Destroyer, Part 1

Dragon Father and Dragon Little boarded the alien ship as it headed towards Earth with enough weapons to destroy it many times over. 

To do that, they had to battle their way past their entire military in the corridors of the ship. They were armed with a sword in one hand and a laser pistol in another. 

The top of the spaceship was transparent and aimed at the suns in order to get its energies. That way I was able to see the battle from my hidden vantage point. 

Dragon Little was only three and a half years old, but she got many shots in, hiding behind the turn of a corridor, then, when getting the signal from her father, looking past and shooting. 

Dragon Father would often look where she would shoot, and shoot the same soldier more accurately at the same time, hoping she would not notice. 

“Good shot!” he congratulated her, even though his shot was the good shot. 

Or “Awesome!”, “Well done!”, “Perfect shot, Joy!”

They cleared one corridor and ran down another, only to run into another, where a hundred soldiers waited for them. 

Dragon Father quickly scooped Dragon Little in his hand and ducked back where they had come from. 

“Did you see that? There were a lot of them!” he told her. 

“There were ten or twelve!” she said. She had not yet been able to count much past. 

“That’s right! At least ten! Stay here for a second, and just shoot one or two. And when I tell you, come out and shoot them, okay?” 

She nodded. 

He leapt into the corridor, running so fast, he ran up the vertical wall and on the ceiling, to end of on the opposite wall and back on the ground. All the while, he fired without stop, hitting a soldier each time. As he did so, he shouted, “I’m shooting one…” he had shot ten, “...two…” another twenty, “...three… four…” now he was close by and slashing with one hand and firing with another… “five.” All but five soldiers lay on the ground dead. 

“Okay,” he called out. “There are about five left! Come out and shoot!” 

Dragon Little jumped out of the corridor, firing in every direction. For each shot she fired, most into the air, he killed a soldier. They all lay dead. 

“Great job! We got all ten! Let’s go!” 

And so it was, especially during that year, that Dragon Father taught her to be fearless against impossible odds and to at least try and handle it on her own. It would be another six months before she could shoot accurately enough to fire with great accuracy. 

But for now, they cleared one corridor after enough. 

The last room was the Bridge. But there something unexpected happened. I will tell you what happened there tomorrow. 

—Told by The Red Dragon