Amy flew quickly, trying to block out the conflicting thoughts raging in her head. She spotted a large hole in the ground, and landed. It appeared to be some kind of man-made structure, possibly an old sewer entrance, now long abandoned. It led deep under the ground, and was large enough to accommodate her massive body. Amy entered the hole, and retreated into the darkness.
What have you done, Amy? What have you done? thought Amy.
What you were supposed to do. What you were made to do, answered the voice of the Dragon inside her head.
No, no, murmured Amy.
Why do you fight your nature? Did you not enjoy it? Did you not feel pleasure as you unleashed your full power? Come now, you can't lie to me. You can't lie to yourself. You had fun, said the Dragon.
Maybe, thought Amy weakly.
Maybe? Maybe? the Dragon said, as it chuckled. You are lying to yourself. Denying your true nature. You ache to burn again. I can feel the desire building within us.
But the people.... how could I hurt innocent people? thought Amy.
The Dragon scoffed. Innocent people? People who were hunting your little weak friend?
They aren't all bad, pleaded Amy.
The Dragon chuckled. You are just being naïve. All humans are weak, pitiful creatures that only care for their own kind. They destroy everything else in order to help themselves.
But I am a person. I am one of their kind, said Amy softly.
The Dragon laughed loudly. You sure don't look like it. Are you small, pitiful and weak, or are you big, powerful and strong? Is your skin soft and fragile, or tough and impenetrable like armor? Do you have a small jaw with flat teeth, or a powerful snout filled with dagger like fangs? Do you have tiny useless hands, or strong sharp claws? No, you are no longer one of their kind. You are something better.
I could be one again, said Amy weakly.
Is that what you really want? To give up all this power, this strength? To never know the joy of flight? The thrill of the hunt? To never feel flames sprout from your mouth, and feel the fire burn around you? To be weak and afraid again? Be honest with yourself. You love this body and its power.
Amy had to admit it was true. She could have easily just gone home, and tried another vial. But she just felt so good, felt so right this way. Instead, she fled to a dark hole. Just so she could feel this way a little bit longer.
Yes, yes, cooed the Dragon. You and I are one and the same. We both feel the same about this body. There is nothing wrong with enjoying this power. Nothing to be ashamed of. It is natural. It is good. Just surrender to your desires, and embrace your natural instincts. Stop resisting, and become one with the Dragon you have become.
I don't know, said Amy.
You are young. You have not yet reached full maturity. You can still grow so much bigger, and get so much stronger. There is no limit to how powerful we can get.
Amy gulped, as she remembered the ecstasy she felt as she grew. The thought of feeling that over and over as she continued to age and grow was enticing.
You will make your decision. In time. For now, we must feed. Our body must be nourished if it is to grow, said the Dragon.
Amy's massive stomach rumbled. She began to salivate a little. She had to admit she was hungry, and the thought of another growth spurt was oddly exciting.
Amy crept outside, and was surprised to find it dark. She must have spent all day in her hole, arguing with herself. No wonder she was so hungry. She sensed a large deer just outside of her hole, and saliva began to drip profusely over her jaw.
Let's hunt, said Amy and the Dragon together.