Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 -1 2019 | Page 252

Ahead stood a beautiful island. They sailed to the island and Nam snuck off to the bushes. The island
was uncomfortably silent yet there were houses. They searched among the deserted houses. At last, they
found when they opened a door, the islanders shrieked and closed the door! The crew knocked until a
humongous shadow covered them.
A gigantic sea dragon with outstretched talons welcomed them.
''Zing! Zing! Zing! Zing!'' Four razor-sharp spikes hit four crew members and killed them. Then the
sea dragon let out a monstrous roar, and looked at Mordo. Mordo started attacking Squid-face. One by one
the pirates looked into the dragon's eyes and fought each other! They were under the dragon's spell!
Then, the dragon looked at Nga! A dreadful smile spread across its face. A flash of white light and
Nga was no longer in the battlefield but a white room with two chairs.
“Nga!” he said with a charming voice, “Do you like my home? There's really no need to bring a gift.”
“Gift? Home?” said Nga, confused.
"The pearl! Every dragon wants that pearl!" said Nam.
"Dragon?" asked Nga. "Oh, let me introduce myself properly, I am Nam, the dragon of Island
Titikia."
Of course! If a dragon is powerful enough to cast spells, it must have the power to change its
appearance. Surely, that's pirate lesson number one! Nam wasn't Nga's friend all along, he went undercover
to get the pearl! Slowly, Nga drew her sword.
“You will never have my pearl!” barked Nga.
“Your parents left you as a baby and you were left alone. Am I wrong?” said Nam as though reading
Nga's mind, attacking her soul. "Then you begged for food on the street, you were a street rat weren't you?”
said Nam…
“No one loves you and they never will,” spat Nam. “That is the heart of human beings. They’re
cruel and stone-hearted. Trust me, I know! Now give me the pearl!"
He was so furious his eyes shined with hellfire. Nga's eyes glowed with tears. She thought of happy
moments she had with Nam and her crew.
"What's the point of life without love? Join me and we shall take over the world," said Nam. The
room slowly disappeared and the battlefield returned!
That second, she thought of the song Nam used to sing, “Sweet dreams, good night. Oh terrible
storms. But who cares when I have a friend to live for...”
“You are right.” said Nga, wiping her tears, "The point of life is to be loved and to love!" said Nga.
Nam was shocked and maybe, afraid!
“Thank you for the memories but I'll move on! I do have something to live for! But you, you don't
care and you certainly don't love!” and with that, Nga stuck her sword in Nam's chest...it was over, with a
great flash of light and they were back in the village. Nam the dragon was dead. The cursed crew woke up
and they had absolutely no idea what happened.