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Here's the long awaited story 'bout the Dragon Campaign. I should warn you though. It kinda goes along with my Destiny with Dragoons. Just read, enjoy, and review.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Dragoon, but I do own the Dragoon Judges and the other characters that I created.
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There is a Legend about a beautiful Queen that ruled over all Dragoons. This Queen allowed the Human Diaz to use her Dragoons in the upcoming war against the Winglies. She allowed him to use the Wind, Fire, Water, Light, Dark, Thunder, and Ground Dragoons. There was only one problem though. Diaz must find the owners to the spirits and they must kill a Dragon in order to obtain the power. We begin our story in the Heavens where the Queens and her five other Dragoons live. The Queen and these five Dragoons made up the Dragoon Judges. They judged the six other Dragoons in Endiness fighting along side the Humans. The Dragoons were the Queen's guards. The Dragoons of the Dead, the Living, Love, Hate, and Dreams.
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The Queen paced back and forth on the cold, stone floor.
'I do hope Soa agrees with what I've done.' The Queen thought to herself as she continued pacing. 'She is always hard to please.'
"Your Majesty!!" A woman's voice called to her.
The Queen stopped pacing. "Yes, Saphira?"
A small, blonde haired woman with light green eyes was standing behind the Queen. She had food in her hair. "Your Majesty, Milro's started another food fight."
The Queen shook her head. 'Not again.' The Queen made her way towards the dining room. Although the Dragoons here were immortal, they still enjoyed living like mortals. As the Queen opened the doors to the dining room, a piece of ham flew at the Queen and landed in her long, white hair. Everyone froze. A tall, muscular man, known as Milro, was standing on the table holding a piece of a pie in his right hand.
"Would you happen to have a good explanation, Milro?" The Queen asked him as she took the ham out of her hair.
"Um……yes. Phirala started it!!" The brown haired man pointed to a young child who was hiding under the table.
"DID NOT!!!" The young girl stood up. "LIAR, LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE!!"
The Queen stared at both Dragoons. "Calm down. No need to blame each other now. Clean up this place, then come meet me in my chambers. Don't forget to tell the other two." The Queen turned, walked past Saphira, who was now sticking her tongue out at Milro, and left the room. 'They're a few thousand years old, and they still act like children.' The Queen laughed amongst herself as she walked towards her chambers.
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A year later…………
Emperor Diaz sat on his throne, waiting.
'They were supposed to be here a while ago. Kanzas better not have irritated Belzac again. I swear. He's always bothering that man, and he never learns his lesson even after a few good punches.' The Emperor thought to himself as he waited for his Dragoons to arrive. The chamber doors opened and a small, teal haired, garnet eyed girl ran in.
"Hiya, Emperor!" She sat down at the table in front of him. "Sorry I'm late again. I had a hard time getting Syuveil away from his books." The cheery girl played with her hair. "They should be here in a bit."
Just as she said this, a red haired woman with a tall, very muscular man walked in.
"Good morning, Emperor. Sorry we're late. Kanzas started another fight with Belzac again." The red haired woman explained to him.
"Thought so. Good morning, Shirley and Belzac." Diaz watched as the two sat down beside each other.
"Good morning, Emperor." The Ground Dragoon looked at Damia, who was now trying to blow a piece of paper to the other side of the table. A spiky dark brown haired man with a beard walked in, rubbing the blood off of his chin.
"Hello, Kanzas. I heard you started another fight. What was it about this time?" Diaz eyed the man. The man ignored his question and sat down across from Damia.
"I thought you got Syuveil, Damia?" Diaz looked at the small child.
"I thought I did. Rose must be dragging him here again." She continued to blow the piece of paper. Once it flew over to the other side, Kanzas grabbed it, balled it up, and threw it at her. It hit her in the head.
"HEY!!" Damia threw it back. They had started a game of catch until Kanzas had decided to use a rock that he had found earlier instead. She ducked as it flew over her and broke a window.
"That'll be coming off of your pay check, Kanzas." Diaz informed him.
"Whatever." Kanzas stared harshly at the girl.
She slid her chair closer to Belzac and stuck out her tongue. This made everyone, except for Kanzas, laugh. The doors opened again as a black haired woman, a spiky blond haired man, and a smaller, blond haired man walked in. They all sat down at the table.
"Good to finally have you three here." The Emperor greeted them.
"I had to drag him here again. Damia got him out of the room, but then he ran back in. Him and his books can hardly be separated from each other." The black haired woman stared at the man sitting a few seats down from her. "What happened to you?"
Kanzas kept silent.
"He got into another fight with Belzac." Shirley explained to her.
"Oh. So why have you called us here today, Diaz?" Rose looked over at the Emperor.
"I have heard word from Charle that Melbu has been looking for a new apprentice. Something must've happened to his other one or else he wouldn't be looking for one. We also need to go over those battle strategies again." Diaz looked at each of the disappointed faces.
"Can we please do that later? We usually start that later in the day. I haven't even had my breakfast yet." Syuveil complained.
"Well, you shouldn't have been in your room sticking your nose in those books of yours all night." Diaz rested his chin on his right hand.
"I agree with Syuveil. Can we at least eat breakfast first? I can't think right if I've got an empty stomach." Damia rubbed her stomach.
"You can't think right even when you've got a full stomach." Kanzas muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Damia stared at him.
"The first words he says all morning and it has to be something mean." the spiky blonde haired man, named Zieg, brushed a piece of his hair out of his face.
"Fine then. You can go eat breakfast but I want you back here in four hours. Oh, and Rose, please don't forget to help Damia feed her Dragon. Okay?" Diaz looked at the black haired woman.
"Okay. I'll do that first. Come on Damia." Rose walked out of the room. Damia ran after her.
"I'll help her." Zieg ran off, following Rose and Damia.
"Go now and do whatever you want to do except get into trouble with the Winglies." Diaz told them.
Shirley and Belzac nodded and left the room. Syuveil had already made his way out of the room before Diaz even finished his sentence. Kanzas slowly stood up and left.
"What am I gonna do with him?" The Emperor shook his head.
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Charle Frahma looked out of her bedroom window. Her bedroom door opened.
"Caron, do you have any news on my brother?" Charle spun around, waiting for an answer.
"Yes. So far he has not found a good young Wingly to be his apprentice." Caron reported.
"Good, but he'll soon find one, and I'll have to warn Diaz when he does." Charle sat down on her bed. "You may leave now." She watched as the other Wingly left the room. 'Oh dear. I do hope they will be alright. That Emperor Diaz always had the most impossible sounding ideas, but I do hope that this one idea won't get him killed.' Charle thought amongst herself as she stared out of her window.
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So how was it? I'll get out the next chapter soon. Hopefully. Don't forget to review.