Doom's Day

• William Crump, Grade 5, Wattle Park Primary School
• Short Story
• 2017

Excellence Award in the 'Spread The Word 2017' competition

It was a bitter cold morning. Mist clung in the air making it hard to see, but the main problem was that I was lost.
One moment I was in my car the next thing I knew I was in the middle of... I don't know, all that I knew that I was lost.
I called "anybody there?" Instead of an answer a blue figure came out of the mist. It was at least two meters tall and said something like "D!E!" Instead of dying I ran for it.
The mist was so thick there I did not see a dark object in front of me. BAM! I crashed into it and fell to the ground.
An outraged noise came from the object I just hit while two identical monster heads came right out from the mist. When the mist seemed to have more important matters as it all left and I soon knew why.
Another head was blowing fire in circles. When all the mist was clear it joined the other two heads. Now I had a clear look at the beast my best gest was that it was that it was a three headed dragon. A Hydra. Great I thought now not only a blue person to deal with but a three headed dragon to. The scaled beast swung its tail at me but I was wide of the shot
Right there and then I came up with a stupid plan but a plan is better than nothing ... right? So I charged at the beast and jumped.
I managed to clip my hands on the monsters nose and as quickly as I could haul myself up and run along the scaly head and got a good grip on the horn and I was happy about that because it started trashing it's heads around. Then ... BANG!
All three heads had crashed and I came out in a roll. I was jogging away from the beast when something hit me in the back and launched me into the air.