Yo, it's me, WaddleDeeAnarchy. This is my first story on FanFiction, so take it easy on me, ok? Just read the story, and tell me if you love or hate it through reviews. Well, here we go. Here begins the tale of Galacta Knight…
Prologue
Dreams are a mysterious force. They have power, though they never show it. They seek things, but never find them. They do, sometimes, find their mark… to the dreamer's cost or gain. Once upon a time, dreams had more power than they do now. They truly showed themselves in the individual. For a while, these dreams were truly pure and good. But one day, they became corrupted. One individual began to dream evil dreams. For a while, this person did not show any hint of it in his actions, yet soon the dreams overwhelmed him. He became an omnipotent creature known by one name…The Nightmare. This being used its power to turn other dreams sour, than harness them for his own gain. He was on the verge of conquering the Heart of Galaxies, the key to the mystery of life, when, out of the blue, an attack party appears. They drive the Nightmare's forces off and away from the Heart. These are the Star Warriors, the brave thorn in Nightmare's side, sworn to fight him until he or they die. But his tale is about neither of the two. This tale is about the greatest warrior in the galaxy. This is the tale of his beginning to his end. This is the story of Galacta Knight.
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Chapter One
The night sky is truly one of the most wondrous of the natural sights. One can see the swiftly changing seasons of Floria, the rocky craters of Cavius, and the lone twinkling of one little star. This star, though small, was inhabited by many creatures, intelligent or no. These creatures made their living in a way similar to ours: they worked, played, and rested, all in a set schedule. Yet, occasionally, there would be one who would see the world, be original, and spread his wings. This seemed to be an unlikely fate for one Jacques, a rather scrawny inhabitant of the planet. He was a roundish person, surrounded by mystery. No one knew where he had come from; he had just turned up at the doorstep of one Ms. Feeny, without a note or anything else. He had been an orphan, outcast and shunned by the other children. He was always the last picked for the games, the last one in line, and the shortest in his class. One day, they took a field trip to the end of the planet. This was an especially special field trip, as they were headed for the Fountain of Dreams, a place where dreams flowed free like water, and legends began. Jacques had been looking forward to this all year. Legend had it that the legendary Star Warriors, who battled the evil Nightmare, came here to rest and recuperate. "Now class, who can tell me what the source of power of the Fountain of Dreams is?" Ms. Feeny was the teacher and chaperone for this trip. "The Star Rod, sitting at its pedestal on top of the Fountain, ma'am." "Good, Cassandra. What flows out of the Fountain?" But Jacques was lost in thought. He had forgotten to bring a drink with him on the trip, and he was incredibly thirsty. He abruptly stopped when he saw a spring trickling out of the ground. He licked his lips thirstily and filled his canteen. They gazed at the Fountain a little more, and then filed away to the bus for the ride back home. Jacques wondered just why this spring water tasted so peculiar.
To Be Continued
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