Dragon Flames
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King or its characters.
Some stories are about someone who has a special gift and is "the chosen one", some are about a group, but this is not one of those stories. This story is about a boy who has many hardships and intense events. A story about determination, chaos, and romance. This is my story.
My name is Jason. I was born into an average family in America, except for one thing. I had a special gift. I see the spirits of the departed, the after-lives of our kind, and the phantoms of our dwellings. I see the mystics of nature and the dwellings of the unknown. My parents didn't know about it. The only person who knew I possessed the gift was my aunt. She was always different from her siblings as a child. She would often meditate as the others would play. She would put great concentration on nature instead of homework. She always seemed to be crazy. She was always my favorite family member though. She's the only one who seemed to understand me. Even at the age of 3 I was the outcast of the family. They all thought I was strange, as if I had a birth defect. But not my aunt. She knew I wasn't a freak since I was a baby. When I was 4 my aunt and I disappeared without a trace. She took me to a place in the forest in which I endured the hardest training of my life.
She enrolled me in the nearby school to get taught knowledge of the world along with my training from her. My daily routine simply was to train from 2:30 a.m. to 6:30 a.m., go to school, start training from 3:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m., and then sleep. As I grew, my powers increased greatly.
Once I was ready for junior high school, his aunt thought I was ready to learn about the Shaman King Tournament. As soon as I learned everything I could about it, I was more determined than ever. I would start my training, work very hard, through all the good and bad, through all the comforts and hardships, through EVERYTHING…but first I had to go to school.
After school was finished my aunt brought me to Asia to continue my training. I found a ghost guardian whose name was Zear. Zear is the spirit of a long lost warrior taken the form of a dragon. With sharp claws and fire breath, he's one of the strongest spirits around. Zear always kept me safe from any danger that becomes of me and we work in perfect unison. But then something happened. I saw another Shaman. That's right folks. His name is Yoh.
Now what's gonna happen? Stick around and find out! Read and Review!