Wreck-It Ralph 2: Turbo's Return
By Daggershard
Hey, Daggershard, here! Sorry for not updating any of my stories' lately, I've just been busy with school and all that. But this story I will update whenever I have the time! Now, if y'all don't mind, I think I'm gonna go to the arcade for a while.
CHAPTER ONE: "Two Weeks Ago Our Plug Was Pulled…"
Wreck-It Ralph, the ham-handed villain of the arcade game Fix-It Felix Jr., was walking around Game Central Station alongside his three friends, Vanellope von Schweetz, Fix-It Felix Jr., and Sergeant Calhoun. Ralph had just been to a Bad-Anon meeting in Pac Man and was heading over to Tapper's to get a root beer with his friends. They were about to enter Tapper's when they suddenly noticed two characters sitting next to Tapper's entrance, sad looks on their faces.
One of the characters was a teenage boy—probably about 18 years of age—with dirty-blond hair, bright green eyes, and a long pink scar on his right arm. He wore a brown tunic and grey pants. He had a sword strapped to his belt and had old shoes on his feet. Next to the boy was a young green-scaled dragon about four feet long and had green-feathered wings. He had green eyes like the human.
Felix elbowed Ralph softly and whispered, "You think we should give them some food or something?"
"I don't know. What do you say, Serge?" Ralph asked Calhoun.
Calhoun thought for a moment. "I think it would be the right thing to a least talk to them and let them know that they're welcome to come to us for help."
"Hey, don't I get some say in this?" Vanellope asked, jumping onto Ralph's shoulder.
"Alright, President von Schweetz, what do you say?" asked Ralph.
Vanellope pondered for a moment, and then said, "I say we go over to them and ask them what's wrong."
"Then it's settled," said Felix, walking over to the two characters, a smile on his face. "Hello, strangers, I'm Fix-It Felix Jr., and these are my friends, Vanellope von Schweetz, Wreck-It Ralph, and Sergeant Calhoun. Who are you two?"
The boy looked up, a sad look on his face. "I'm Oakon ShadowSlayer, Hero of Dragloria. This is my brother, Little Feather." The boy said, patting the young dragon's head.
The dragon looked up. "He-llo." The dragon glitched.
Vanellope gasped. "You're a glitch?"
Oakon patted Little Feather's back. "Yeah, he's been glitching ever since our game was unplugged."
The four friends' eyes widened. "What?!" they said in unison.
Little Feather sighed and said, "Yup. Two weeks ago our plug was pulled… Now we have no home."
