The Blood Dragon made his way down the mountain, ignoring the pain that was blaring in his wings and his sides. Looking back at his form, he just sighed at the sight multiple wounds that he had, such as the arrows that were still stuck in his body, the hole in his chest and the marks left by the electrical nets. There were a number of other injuries to him, the cut on his snout and claws were to be counted as well. How he still managed to fly and move as he did would make anyone question the modern day weapon, or maybe he was just a lot more determined than the other Dragons mankind has fought? Pride and Belief were two of the strongest reasons to fight, and the Blood Dragon had both. 
Eventually the forest had over taken everything while he continued downward on the slope of the mountain, The lack of snow made everything seem more clear. Though the animals in the forest avoided the moving monster that now roamed their land, Gore didn't seem to care. He was clearly looking for something. Though as he searched, his mind went back to the time he was like the other Dragons, to his last [i]master[/i]. Images flooded his mind as he went back to a much older time, and how they forced him to follow the orders of a lower being.
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[i]Gore was caught off guard by the massive amount of people that shown up for his hide, Men, Women and even other monsters had come to claim him, even other Dragons. They all assaulted him at once when he was asleep, and it was safe to say that there were far too many for him to handle. Though he didn't go down quietly, Beasts fell to him and countless people were set ablaze before they took him down. Only these people weren't tasked to kill him, they were tasked to claim him for one of the nobles that deemed they could 'Domesticate' him. The Blood Dragon was chained and dragged to the noble who then proceeded to lock him in a room designed to torture Dragons.
Now most Humans knew that Dragons couldn't hold a Human form long and if they had, the bodies of the Dragon would fail significantly and the Dragon would tear itself apart, feeling completely alienated in their own bodies. Though Gore had a different problem, He -hated- the fact that he could change, and so this noble had this specific room set up for him.

The room in question was large enough for a Dragon, only it wasn't big enough for them to move, a Dragon would need to sit idle in the room for whatever purpose. There were holes on the walls and ceiling that seemed to confuse the Blood Dragon, until the Human Noble spoke up.
"Yer gun' change for us Gore, Even if ya don't wanna. Ye see this room? Every hour somethin's gonna happen to make it more and more unbearable to be in that blasted form a' yers..So, Either you change or hah..well..you'll see I'm sure, I'll be back to collect you." The man turned to leave, only to have Gore roar violently at him. The chains around him made it so he couldn't attack him. And so he was sealed in, waiting for whatever was going to happen.

An hour passed just as the Noble man said, following the hour came a sleek sliding sound that caused the Dragon to cringe, that's when he saw what this room was going to do. Something that could make the mighty beast within shudder. The room grew smaller by a few inches but not because it was shrinking, but because sharp spikes were slowly sliding out of the holes in the walls and ceiling. Gore quickly got down on as low as he could, curling his tail around himself to try and save space. 
Several more hours passed, and eventually dawn turned to dusk when the the Noble came back. When he opened the door, he saw that Gore hadn't changed at all, but instead was just about to be impaled by the spikes that were coming down on him. The Noble just grinned, clapping his hands.
"Persistent laddie, I like that..If ye keep waitin' though, Eventually we're gonna have Dragon for dinner! Never had a Blood Dragon before so that'll be good. I'll leave ye in over night." With that. the noble left the room once more, only this time he laughed. "Haha! I'm gonna be the one to kill the great Dragon known as Gore!"

The Dragon could only snarl, feeling the spikes begin to press into his scales, some of them were begining to puncture through his wings, making him bite down hard to keep from letting out a yelp. Despite what the Blood Dragon had wanted, he was forced to. By the time he decided to change, the spikes were already digging into his flesh, so changing would hurt, but if he didn't? He would find himself dead in the next few hours. So by morning, when the Noble man returned, he found a blood covered Gore in human form, his shackles were now on the floor since he wasn't the size of them anymore from the change. The Noble just grinned widely, clapping his hands again. 
"I knew I could change ye lad! Oph, seems like ye had a rough night though haha!" [/i]
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The images made the Blood Dragon growl, shaking his head to try and sway the thoughts free from his mind. As he continued down the mountain, he found a waterfall flowing down into a river that must've led close to a town. It looked to be covered and actually quite peaceful for the needs of him, the rocky cliff that the water poured from was enough cover for him as well as the tree's that surrounded the area where the lake was at the base. So he moved to sit down by the rapid moving water, he began to try to pull out the arrows in his scales, leaning his head back to grip and pull them out of him. With each one that had been pulled out, he took the pain quietly, even if his eyes showed just how much it hurt to remove them, That and he had to be careful when biting at the arrows to pull them out or he could splinter them with his teeth. 

Over the course of time, he managed to get most out only to be denied the others from how he could pull them out. With a whimper, The Blood Dragon moved to rest his head into the cold water, letting it take the warmth of battle off of him. Getting up hurt as well as expanding his wings, so he was stuck there for a bit. Closing his eyes, he let the sound of the waterfall fill his ears. 
That's when he heard something that wasn't water, making him re-open his to look in the direction of the sound, making a growling noise, he quickly moved back into the waterfall to try and get in position just in case they followed him more. Though the surrounding area wasn't cover enough by a long shot, he may still be able to get out of there by leaping off further down into the river. Dragons were great swimmers, even if this particular one was hurting badly.