The good deed

Opening his red demonic eyes, the great black dragon Bramafaghast smiled contently over his hoard of platinum, gems, mithril, swords, shields, armor, any goblet or plate one could dream of. Bramafaghast curled up in his silks and wool because even as an evil black dragon he had to have his comforts. A deep growl was heard in the cave as Bramafaghast's stomach lurched, wondering how long it had been since he last ate. Glancing at his dwindling supply of mountain goats he snatched all but one since if he didn’t get anything in his hunt then at least he would have a snack. Bramafaghast then plowed through the cave opening which had been completely covered by snow and flew out into a blizzard that was laced with a darkness that one might only see once in a century.

Flying low in case he might miss any prey, Bramafaghast comes to halt sniffing the snow flying past his nose. The smell of blood is in the air, the hunt is on. Following the smell he spots his prey, starting to smile in a way only an evil black dragon could he notices this is only a child of her race and looking once more she is limping and blue with cold wearing nothing more then tore, what he might have mistaken for clothes at one point but what were no more then rags now. Landing next to her, wearing his black dragon grin, she runs up to him, he smiles wonderingly for no one has ever run to him always away, yelling and crying,

"Oh genie whom I've wished for. Please send an evil demon after those bad men who hurt me, kill them as surely as they would have killed me."

Bramafaghast pondered for a moment at what he should do when she then collapsed at his feet, he could eat her, but it didn't feel right because she kinda did just ask for an evil demon to eat other people. So after careful consideration he carefully picked her up in talons longer than her and flew her back to his cave. After placing her down in the softest pile of silks he had, he looked at the last goat he shook his head and blew a gentle stream of fire cooking the goat and grimacing after melting much of the gold around it, he looked over everything he had done, glanced at he girl and smiled, "Wait here" and flew out once more into the oblivion if the blizzard.

Waking up from the damning blizzard that was her life , the little girl first smelled the cooked goat in front of her, then the biggest dragon her mind could have conjured right behind the delicious meal in front of her, tearing her eyes away from the food the little girl watched the great black dragon leave and say "Wait here". Dazed and confused, the little girl watched him leave. wondering what was going on, she finally noticed the smell of the cooked food once more. Looking around desperately for a knife to cut her food she grabbed the closest belt knife near her. Starting to slice and carve the goat up to distinguish the parts that were raw cooked or burned from dragon flame. After burning her fingers and her tongue many times her belly was finally starting to not feel bottomless. The little girl looked around for the first time at the dragon's hoard and her eyes bulged at what she saw. Looking at the knife she grabbed randomly, she for the first time noticed that the blade was a light blue and looked like it was brand new. Gasping, she carefully put it back in its sheath that appeared on her stained belt.

Hearing the wind over the beating of her heart the little girl gazed upwards and saw the largest dragon she ever saw in her life land in the cave on the pile of gold platinum and jewels. Almost as if waking from a dream a second time the girl started crying as this beautiful creature was dying in front of her, the arrow and spears were doing their job to their most fatal degree. Smiling, Bramafaghast spat the crown of the nearby King on the floor next to his little one and smiled the truest smile saying your wish is granted little one. The great black dragon laying down succumbing to his wounds, the little girl picked up the crown and started crying tears once more saying thank you thank you for stopping the evil people.