Anthony stood in front of the Orange County Convention Center, staring out into the dark and eerie sky. It was a large complex where international meetings and conventions were held.
The moon, that only shined at night, now glimmered the most blood-red color one could ever imagine. It descended from space, returning itself to what its alternate form was called: [The Moon That Never Sets]. It is the place where the God of Destruction would be born. The Virage Embryo.
Hundreds of people, all from the convention or just around the area, stood behind him. They watched in awe and bewilderment at the event taking place around them. It was an event that they knew nothing about; one they couldn't comprehend. There was so much at stake that none of them could even realize.
Anthony reached into his right pocket, pulling out the holy and omnipotent stone. It glowed a gentle, warm radiance. "It's time," he told himself. The White Silver Dragoon Spirit levitated from the palms of his hands and stopped right in front of the center of his chest. Rays of brilliant luminescence began to radiate. Slowly they shined brighter.
The crowd behind him awed and gasped at the magical phenomenon.
Anthony turned his head back to glance at the poor, innocent bystanders. "It's all right," he told them in a soft tone, "It'll be all right…"
Anthony spread out his arms, his White Silver Dragoon Spirit radiating on the center of his chest. A beam of white light shined down from the skies above him. The clothes he wore upon his body vanished and dematerialized, revealing a white colored silhouette of his naked body. He floated within the beam of light as white angel feathers swirled around him. They all came together as one on his body, transforming him. He was now the mighty White Silver Dragoon, wings spread and determined.
The light from the transformation ceased, as now the rest of the crowd could see the mighty [Dragon Warrior].
"There's no more time left…" he thought to himself, "No more waiting…This ends here."
He spread out his Dragoon wings even further outward and soared straight across the air into battle.
Anthony stopped when he was high enough in the air, above the city. He pulled out his potent silver bow and aimed an arrow made of white magic. "Lloyd!!!" he shouted with the utmost intensity, "Show yourself to me!!"
"Enough already," his voice spoke. He appeared a few feet away from the White Silver Dragoon. He still bore his immense dark-colored armor; the [Dragon Buster] in hand as well. "Dear boy…you are the [Moon Child]. Give yourself in. You're place is not among these humans. It is conjoined with the embryo," Lloyd explained as he pulled back a lock of his platinum hair.
"No!" Anthony replied, "My place is here on Earth! With everyone I care about!"
"And you think you can stop it alone?" Lloyd asked him with a smirk firmly planted upon his face.
"I will, if I must…" Anthony replied determinedly.
"You won't have to!" a male voice shouted from afar.
In the distance, six colored lights, representing fire, earth, water, wind, thunder, and darkness, approached the two feuding enemies.
Anthony's face lit up with joy. "Everyone!" he cried.
"It seems the cavalry has arrived," Lloyd stated in a disappointed and annoyed tone.
The Red-Eye, Jade, Sea Wave, Violet Thunder, Golden, and Darkness Dragoons surrounded the evil Wingly, along with their companion.
"Sorry, we're late," Dart apologized in a joking manner.
"Are you all right Anthony?" Meru asked worriedly as she flew over to him.
Anthony nodded with a smile, "I am now."
"Lloyd, what you are trying to do is unforgivable!" Albert yelled loudly.
"We won't let you convert this world into a world of death!" Haschel added.
"WE CREATE WORLD WHERE EVERYONE LIVE IN PEACE," Kongol told him.
"A world where hopes, dreams, and…" Rose began to say. She turned and gave a warm smile to Anthony. "…Light can shine through," she finished.
Anthony smiled back, "Yes, you're right."
The seven Dragoons faced their opponent. Each of them revealed their powerful weapons.
The Giganto, Kongol, with his potent axe.
The Martial Artist, Haschel, with his lightning quick fists.
The Royal King of Serdio, Albert, with his graceful staff.
The Lively Dancer, Meru, with her forceful hammer.
The Wisest Dragoon, Rose, with her unique rapier blade.
The Noble Hero, Dart, with his slashing sword.
And the Young Boy, brought into this adventure through a hand of fate, Anthony held his accurate and precise bow.
And so began the final battle between the Seven Legendary Dragoons and the Wingly who wished to destroy the world.
"However, there is more to this tale than meets the eye. Why these people are where they are, why they're doing what they're doing, and why they're there with me… This is my story. No, this is our story."
The Legend of Dragoon
"Two Worlds"
An enormous blood-red colored sphere floated close to a barren desert in a world similar to our own. It had gigantic craters in which creatures of immense size sprung froth and soared across the sky. The sphere looked very much like a moon. It glowed an eerie light.
Soon enough, explosions began to occur within its vicinity. Something phenomenal was happening. The end to a journey and the beginning of new one.
The explosions caused cracking of the moon's body. Smoke and debris shot out from those cracks and crevices.
One large eruption of flames transpired, coming straight from within the core of this magical moon. Out of the smoke and fire, six colored lights shot outward to safety.
They were six warriors covered in colored armor.
Kongol, the Golden Dragoon, carried the small and petite Sea Wave Dragoon, Meru, in his arms as he flew away from the detonating moon.
The Violet Thunder Dragoon, Haschel, wasn't too far behind them.
Albert, the Jade Dragoon, followed soon after along with Rose, the Darkness Dragoon.
After a few more seconds, the final Dragoon escaped the crumbling sphere. It was Dart, the Red-Eye Dragoon. He followed his five heroic companions away from the destruction and the chaos.
Lights of all colors burst out from within the moon creating a magical orb around it. Slowly, but surely, the orb made of magic diminished the moon until there was nothing there at all.
The six heroes landed upon a nearby cliff overlooking the area where the moon had stood before.
They turned to face it.
"We did it…" Albert sighed in his royal and British-like voice.
"You destroyed [The Moon That Never Sets], Dart." Rose stated as she placed her hand on Dart's shoulder in comfort.
"No… 'We' all did," Dart corrected her.
"It isn't over though…is it?" Meru asked, already knowing the answer to her question.
"The White Silver Dragoon Spirit was still with Lloyd…" Haschel explained, "And that magical portal he created behind him…"
"ROSE KNOW WHAT IT IS?" Kongol asked her.
"It was a [Trans-Dimensional Portal]. He has gone to the alternate reality of our world, Endiness." she answered.
"He's going to try and repeat this whole situation over again," Albert added.
"Yes, it would be possible in an alternate world, wouldn't it?" Haschel wondered.
"What should we do?" Meru asked.
Dart turned around to face his comrades, "We have to find a way to go after him. He has something very important to me. Something that someone important to me gave up to save us all…"
Everyone's face saddened when he mentioned this person. Whoever this person was, this person was loved by them all.
At that moment, the six Dragoon Spirits began to shimmer.
They all gasped in wonder.
"What is this?!" Meru shouted.
"Something's happening!" Albert yelled.
Their bodies began to vanish into thin air.
"BODIES DISAPPEARING!" Kongol added.
"Where are we going?!" Haschel asked.
"I don't know!!" Rose screamed.
"To wherever fate takes us!" Dart shouted.
Their entire bodies completely dematerialized. They were gone.
A young boy's eyes opened and then blinked twice. "Uh…" he grunted. He was lied across his bed, under his covers. He got up into a sitting position and rubbed his eyes.
"What…was that?" he asked himself, "A dream?"
"Anthony! Hurry! Or you'll be late for school!" a motherly voice shouted from somewhere else in the house.
"Oh, that's right. School…" the boy sighed in grief. He leaped straight out of his bed and headed towards his closet.
"Hi, my name's Anthony Reyes," the young boy introduces himself; as the main character. He had short, light brown colored hair and large brown eyes. "I'm in my senior year at high school and I live here in Orlando, Florida," he continued. He opened his closet and pulled out a pair of navy blue jeans and a gray sweater and put them on.
"I like to write, draw…play tennis…Oh! And I can't forget that I love anime!" he added on to his resume of characteristics. He rushed over to his dresser and rapidly brushed his hair in front of his mirror. He knelt down to pick up a black backpack as he was about to hurry out of his room. Just before he was going to step out, he looked back towards his dresser.
A shimmering, silver orb lied on top of it.
He rushed back for it and placed it in his pocket as he ran out of his bedroom.
"I'm going!!!" Anthony shouted as he hurled out through the front door and began running for school. He ran through the sidewalks and across the crosswalks leading to his school. He knew he was definitely late because no other students were around.
He stopped running to take a breather and catch his breath. He bent over and panted heavily. "Alarm clock…! I need…to get…an alarm clock!!" he told himself. He stood back up straight and looked over to the side. There was a playground with a park bench. "Well, I'm already late so I might as well take a little break," he said to himself.
He sat upon the bench and looked towards the sky. He let out a depressing sigh, "Everyday…it's the same thing. Is this really a life that I'm leading? It's more like a routine…The same pattern of things everyday. Is this where my life is headed? Isn't there anything that can change my fate?"
He glanced over to his watch and saw the time. "Oh, I guess I'd better go then. My teacher's going to kill me, but…" he said. He stood up and began to walk away when a sudden flash of light appeared in the sky.
"Huh?!" Anthony gasped. He turned around to face the origin of the light. "What is this?!" he asked.
Out of the flash of light, six colored lights emerged and fell towards the earth in front of him.
Anthony covered his face as those six lights created a massive after-blow, almost blowing Anthony right off his feet.
When it was all over, he uncovered his eyes to see six beings lying on the floor in front of him.
They were the six warriors, now out of their omnipotent armor.
"What is going on?!!" Anthony cried in astonishment.