119 Scrapdragonslayer

Since Scrappy collected all three of the "Three Stars of Space" his traveling speed increased exponentially. Even though he now could directly return back to his creator he felt like something was till missing before he could return. At first Scrappy still traveled by riding Junky for some time especially if a city or village was near. And everytime Scrappy came to a new city you could make a slow motion movie underlaid with classical music out of it, Scrappy was soaring through the air teleporting from place to place grabbing his beloved scrap.

Everything happened in seconds and there would always people left behind searching for missing stuff, nobody could comprehend where all the metal items went, strangely the only thing out of metal that always remained were dishes filled with cake or pie that had been placed on a window to cool down.

But Scrappy didn't find anything what could stop this feeling that he had to find something special. But Scrappy wasnt that worried about it is just meant for him that he got more time to collect more Scrap. Every City Scrappy visited was completely cleaned of their Scrap and the only thing that has been noticed was some strange magical wind.

But naturally Scrappy also took a break from time to time, he knew that couldn't just collect Scrap all the time, lately he has found a new thing he could do. He started on day and emptied his scrap bucket what nearly resulted in him being buried by his own beloved scrap. He basically created a mountain out of nothing, he could barely teleport away before he could be crushed by the pure amount of Scrap. Scrappy didn't expect that he could make his own paradise just by emptying his bucket.

The first time he emptied his bucket, Scrappy just sorted all of his scrap, he made dozens of piles sorted by the pure metal the scrap pieces were made of and the corresponding alloys. he spent full three days sorting the whole mountain naturally junky and the sylphids helped him. Scrappy could completely relax while he was sorting his beloved scrap, but the sorting could only be done once so when he took a break the next time he had another idea. He started by stacking several different scrap pieces to build a base. He stacked them more and more and slowly but steadily a statue out of scrap was created, the first statue Scrappy created was a twenty meter tall high lifelike statue showing his Creator Chrome in his full magnificence.

Now scrappy could sort his scrap collection again, the next statue showed the fire dragon scrappy slaughtered when he was collecting the scrap from the troglodytes. After he built the statue the sylphids also wanted some fun and used their wind to bring this dragon replica to life...

...Jeffrey was thirty years old and lived in a small village and owned a small farm, he spent his day as usual on the field, he was plowing the field and sowing wheat for the winter. He couldn't want more in life, he had a beautiful  wife and an adorable daughter. His farmland was giving him bountiful harvests and was easy to plow and sow. But suddenly he fell backwards on the ground looking at the sky in panic, a massive dragon was flying in the sky.

He couldn't believe his eyes and he started praying and was already expecting to die, the dragon landed right in front of him but he just couldn't look at it clearly, as tears were clouding his vision. Jeffrey closed his eyes and expected to be dead any second now, but then he saw the faces of his family, his beautiful wife's face and the smile of his small adorable daughter, his body was flushed with adrenaline and he grabbed his hoe tighter, he heard the panic stricken scream of the other villagers and imagined his family also screaming like that before they were killed. Strength rushed through his limbs causing him to stand up holding his hoe up high and charging at the dragon that landed in front of him. Tears were flowing from his eyes over his cheeks and a bad smell was emanating from his pants but he was still charging towards the dragon, when it suddenly opened the mouth and breathed in.

Jeffrey closed his eyes as he expected to be burnt to death by the breath attack from the dragon but still started swinging his hoe. But the expect heat didn't come, only a strong wind was blowing against jeffrey´s body and even though it slowed him down he still could complete his swing and it felt to him as if he hit something hard but the hoe also started swinging through it as if he penetrated the skin.

Jeffrey opened his eyes after several minutes of nothing happening, he thought that he was already dead, but when the light of the sun shined into his eyes he still saw the land around the village as he loved it in lush green and full of life. But he couldn't see the dragon anymore and he fell to his knees as the pressure fell from him. He punched himself to assure him that he wasn't dreaming or dead.

Jeffrey just couldn't comprehend where the dragon as gone but suddenly he noticed that his hoe felt strange, he looked at it but there wasn't a metal head on it anymore, he searched on the ground but he couldn't find it anymore. But before he could get on his knees to search for it he suddenly heard cheering from behind. Jeffrey turned around and saw his fellow villagers running towards him with happy faces.

The villagers picked him up and and threw him into the air cheering for him and calling his name, Jeffrey couldn't understand why they were cheering his name until he heard one of them call him a dragonslayer. Jeffrey couldn't tell them how he killed the dragon as he didnt know it himself what happened to the dragon but he didn't care anymore when he saw his family running towards him, he pushed the other villagers away and ran faster than ever towards his lovely wife and his sweet daughter.

He pulled them into his arms and was just happy for this feeling he never expected to feel again. He didn't care anymore about being a dragonslayer he just wanted to spend the rest of his life with his family, he could be robbed of everything he had but his family. The whole evening was spend on celebrating their survival, that's why they only discovered that every piece of metal was missing, they searched every house of the village but they couldn't find any metal piece anymore but they didn't complain as the shock of an attacking dragon was still in their bones so they were calm and happy about everything they had as they expected that they would have been dead by now.

Even though everyone knew that Jeffrey hadn't killed the dragon they kept calling him a dragonslayer even building a statue of him fighting a dragon with a hoe. The village would grew into a big city in the future and Jeffrey was elected to a King by his peers for his courageous fight against the dragon...

Scrappy was angry at the sylphids he was just putting away some excess scrap when his statue flew away and scared him that he may have lost a big amount of his beloved scrap. Scrappy was so scared about it that he forgot that he could teleport to catch up to the dragon, he ran after it and when he reached it he quickly collected it and left. The only reason that Scrappy could forgive the sylphids was that they collected some more scrap for him, if they had not collected that then Scrappy would have pulverized their home to melt it into some more scrap.

The sylphids were shivering in fright and swore to themselves that they wouldn't take away scrap from their master ever again. Scrappy was so angry that he didn't care for the destination for his next teleport, he just ripped a whole into reality and jumped in. It was a rough journey through that portal rougher than Scrappy was used to but after several minutes of traveling Scrappy was thrown out of the fold in reality. Scrappy landed on the ground but noticed that it was extraordinary soft, he looked at it more clearly and saw that the ground was made out of clouds.

Then Scrappy lifted his head and looked around and saw that he was in an environment that was flying in the sky, golden building built on clouds mostly built out of columns were all around and Scrappy could see hundreds of shiny scrap pieces everywhere. But when he wanted to sent his sylphids to collect them they stopped moving as soon as they left his bucket. Scrappy also noticed that he could only move sluggishly but he had a slight golden gleam around his body...