The dreadsnapper is a dragon that stares into your eyes burning them with the worst moment(s) of your life. It lays deep under ground in an acid pool, and if people survive it they would come face to face with a dark tunnel filled with young dreadsnappers. The dreadsnapper’s tongue wipes all your expressions (except the bad ones) off your face. Then your good memories disappear. It gives you a choice, if you solve its riddle: Joe’s mum has three children June, July and  _____  what is the third one called. The choice is: live forever only with sadness or die a happy man. Only 0.0000000000001% percent of dragons are this type and 0.00000014% of people believe these are real.that is one person… the very writer of this report: me Robert Tyler Foster Mellin. 

Right now to the description: first the talons each nail the size of a person; then the scales each with its own unique colour; the tail of a trillion feathers contains a soul from each victim it has killed; the spine can do a 360° turn so it can cringe it’s enemies before it kills them or give the riddle and choice; the head is made entirely of bones crushed by it’s claws; the teeth are strong enough to take a big chunk out of any planet/Star; the eyes always glow a crimson colour unless it is killed or tamed when it turns expressionless and the eyes turn a jet black.

This dragon live in the continent of Asia always fighting Europe for Russia flames and acid will soon fill this sad country. Although they cannot be seen they show a different war to hide the real war. So the king dragon actually looks like a king.

If you go to the Amazon Rainforest with a microscope, you may find something you have never seen before in your life. The tiger beetle is the smallest living creature in the universe (even smaller than a micro-virus). Maybe you find it in a zoo especially in the elephant pen. It keeps everyone alive, but chooses when you die.

The tiger beetle has a Cub every year as a human grows. Its black stripes contain an acid that has helped them make their way through bedrock into the core of a planet (earth 3.0). They also have a stinger that contains 1 millilitre (enough to kill 15.8 billion people). They live in every plant and at one point it spits out tiny droplets of mould every our so that over a few weeks it is filled with mould and the beetle dies.

The reproduction as you see gets to a high level so these species find all blood cells one by one and kills them, but they also make them as the human grows. As the blood cells are killed the reproduce at a higher speed making it so a human has wrinkles due to them carrying these extraordinary creatures. They then make their way to the heart or brain and stings it with their venom. The tiger beetle then eats the skin and then drops dead. So this is why we all die. Also, if you are shot by a bullet the animals will get scared and sting you.

Excitedly Olivia watched Chorley news hoping to see Sacred Heart Church crumble but instead it was around her house or what was it. And inside this mansion sized sinkhole was a mole the size of a giant, but the newsman just said: “we do not know what caused this and sadly we couldn’t get anyone out.”

Just after, a grim voice followed staring in a dark giggle: “I warned you. If you do a disaster to something you hate it actually happens to your most beloved thing.” He said while looking at the book. “I should know, it happened to my daughter. Anyway, that’s beside the point.” He grimly replied after staring at the sun in a long pause.

In a confused  voice she said : “what was that giant mole doing and why didn’t anyone else see it.

The happy reply was while staring at the giant bag. “ahhh. So you saw it.” For one moment the monster bag moved before deflating. “Nooooooo.” The man said clasping his hands and then he said standing up. “We need to chase that mole.”

Prologue

There is the place everyone wants to go. That place is the weather emporium. Filled with storms, tsunamis and even rays of sunlight from across the whole world.

Chapter one – the weather book

Olivia was always a fascinated girl who never got into trouble. Until today.

She was on her way to school when she past by an unusual shop with cloudy grey bricks and rain blue doors. She was tempted by the thunderclouds, staring at her, the eye of a storm, trapped in a glass sphere and a ray of sunlight, lighting the magic shop.

But, the one thing that brought her in was a book sat on a desk. She opened it and found every ‘natural’ disaster that ever happened. “I see you found the weather book.” A voice said

The magic emporium.

In the room of towns,

Chorley was the teachinglive town of the year.

In the room of light,

I wore a cloak of darkness

In the room of numbers,

I knew the answers to all maths questions.

In the room of peace,

I worked hard on the next outstanding observatory.