Wingzero: Hey this is my first Beyblades fic. Don't worry the other
Bladebreakers will make their appearance later in the fic, but first I
needed to a chappie to tell how Dramon came into this world and befriended
our loveable Ray.
Death Scythe: My aibou had way too much sugar.
Wingzero: No I didn't.
Death Scythe: *points to all the empty candy wrappers and taps her foot*
Wingzero: They're not all mine. Tyson had some too.
Death Scythe: *sighs*
Wingzero: I do not own Beyblades. Darn it! Or Legend of the Dragoons. That's where I get some basic ideas that I apply towards Dramon. If you don't understand, there will be moments where I explain it to you, but for now, please enjoy the fic.
In a distant world, bit beasts lived together in harmony. We had human forms as well as out beast ones. My father ruled over this land. I am his sixteenth child. I know this may seem to be a lot for humans, but considering our life span. We age one year for every one thousand human years. My ten older brothers and sister often went out or were on errand for my father. I am the youngest out of my family.
As dragons, we usually draw on one elemental power: such as fire, water, wind, earth, thunder, light, or dark. I, on the other hand, drew on not only seven these but the forbidden ones as well. I can draw upon life and death elements. When I discovered this, I did my best to hide it from my family. When we were in our human forms, we can summon our armor (think Dragoon armor). Each element has a counter element, except for thunder. Fire and water, earth and wind, light and dark, life and death. When you use one of these elements against the opposite, you cause greater damage than when you use it against the same element. For example, fire based magic will damage a water based creature four or more times damage than with water.
Once my father found out I was the legendary dragon, he wanted me to be betrothed to another ruler's daughter. I said forget it and ran away from home. My brothers and sisters didn't want me to leave, but I had to. There was no way I'm getting married before I turned 18,000. By the way, I'm 12,003 years old. For us, I'm considered a pre-teen. My birthday was next month.
Using my powers, I managed to create a rift to another world. I bid my home land goodbye. Before leaving, my brothers and sisters had arranged a goodbye party without my parents' knowledge. They gave me presents, which would help me on my journey. My sisters mainly gave me food and clothing. My brothers gave me tools, bags, a few weapons, and such things.
As I looked back, I wondered what would happen if he never found out. Time to go, I sighed as the alarms went off. Guess my father discovered me missing. Too late, I had flown through the rift and sealed it once I was on the other side.
A huge tunnel led to this strange place. There were several humans going about their daily lives. Strange beasts roamed the paths. Inside of them, humans yelled at each other or did other things. I was confused at what they were doing. Looking over, I saw enormous buildings. They sure don't have them where I lived.
Picking a spot, I landed on the ground. My armor vanished in a blink of an eye. Maybe I should blend in with the locals. I looked at my clothing. This was completely different from what they wore. A few joggers stopped and stared at me before moving along. I don't have any other type of clothing.
A young boy about my age stood at this opening. He had something in his hand in which another object was released. I wondered what he was doing. Apparently he hadn't seen me landing or approaching for that matter. I walked up to him without making a sound. I know it's a hard habit to break, but where ever I go, I walked in stealth.
"Hello," I greeted the young person.
Turning around in complete surprise, he gasped for breath. "Please don't do that!"
"Sorry," I apologized. "My name is Dramon, what's yours?"
"I'm Raymond, but everyone calls me Ray," the boy greeted. He held out his hand.
What does he want? Then I realized he wanted to shake my hand, which I quickly returned. "I was wondering what you were doing."
"This?" he asked while holding up a weird object. "It's my beyblade. I'm on a team called the White Tigers."
"That must be cool," I said.
"You bet," Ray smiled. "You're not from around here?" He inspected my clothes.
"I'm from far away," I sighed.
"What is it like?" Ray asked curiously.
"I'd rather not talk about it," I said hoping he would take the hint.
"Oh I see," Ray said. "Where are you staying?"
I don't know. Where was I staying? I just arrived here after defying my father's wishes. Better to tell the truth. I think I can trust him, since he has pure aura surrounding him. "I ran away from home."
"Why?" Ray asked suddenly. "Never mind. It's none of my business."
"It's okay," I assured him. "My parents were forcing me to do something against my will." I shuddered at the thought.
"How awful," Ray disapproved of my parents. "Maybe my grandpa will let you stay."
"You wouldn't mind?" I asked.
"It's okay," Ray assured me.
This was going to be the start of a beautiful friendship. Snickering, I just had to put that in. At least, I have one friend in this crazy world. He led me through these pathways. On the corners and sections, they had names on them. When we reached a path, he stopped, looked at a light, and then proceeded when the light turned white.
We continued this for the next twenty minutes before we arrived at a large house. The only ones who own huge buildings like these were royalty. Ray opened the gate and walked in. I hesitated for a second before following him.
"Grandpa I'm home," Ray called out after unlocking and opening the front door. He turned to me. "I guess he has a meeting." He motioned for me to follow him.
"Are you royalty?" I asked curiously while scanning the room.
Ray laughed. "My grandpa happens to be the head of the beyblade association."
"Where I come from only royalty have enough money to purchase large edifices," I said in awe of this house or mansion.
For the next hour, Ray gave me a tour of his home. He lived with his grandpa and parents. I asked him if he had any siblings. He informed me he was an only child. I liked having several siblings around. Imagine being the only one. Then Ray asked me if I had any sisters or brothers. I answered him truthfully. I had fifteen brothers and sisters.
Ray was completely shocked. He never heard of someone having more than ten children in a family but sixteen. I told him my parents married young. My ten brothers and five sisters were born ahead of me, making me the youngest. He was completely surprised that I made it to my age with several siblings, older siblings.
I chuckled at his reaction. When I told him how I felt about his situation, he said he would like to have one or two brothers but not ten. Even though they pulled pranks on me or teased me, they would often beat up anyone who tried to hurt me or pick on me. I hadn't told him I was a prince; therefore, I had bodyguards.
From there we discussed beyblades. Ray informed me that they had a league where all the bladers competed. Beyblades was a very popular sport. Each person has a blade and a launcher. They used the launcher to send the blade into the stadium, which looked like a bowl to me. Whoever sent their opponent out of the stadium or stops it from spinning won. Sounds simple enough to me. Boy was I wrong. They had all these techniques and stuff. Each beyblade can be custom built to fit the style of the blader.
Footsteps approached us. I turned my head in the direction. Ray stopped speaking and stood up. His grandpa entered the room and saw us lounging on the sofas.
"Hi Grandpa," Ray greeted the old man. "This is my friend Dramon."
We shook hands. "It's nice to meet you." I said.
"Same here," his grandpa responded.
"Grandpa, he needs a place to stay," Ray almost begged. "Can he please stay with us?" I wondered how he was going to react. After all, I was a complete stranger.
"I don't see why not," he smiled. "Why don't you spend the night in Ray's room until we set up one for you."
"Thanks," I said before Ray pulled me towards his room.
Inside his room, he had the usual: a bed, desk, night stand, dresser, closet, a door to the bathroom, and a few miscellaneous items. On his walls, he had clippings of beyblade events and anything related to it. He had a few posters on the walls. On top of his desk, he had a plastic container filled with parts.
"You must really like beyblades," I commented after taking it all in.
"Yep," Ray said landing on his bed.
Soon I felt some thing calling me. It was calling me to come closer. I followed my instincts and searched for the bit beast. It was somewhere on his desk. Ray now was curious as to what I was doing and sat upright on his bed. I picked up one of his beyblades and inspected it. In the middle of the top, it contained a tiger.
"That's Driger," Ray said coming up to me. He picked it up from my hand. "He's my bit beast. Normally I don't battle without him, but today I wanted to see how I can do on my own." He smiled and stared at it. Suddenly it started glowing.
"What's happening?" I asked concerned for my health.
"It senses another bit beast nearby," Ray said, confusion ran across his face.
"I'm not carrying one," I said before realizing that I was the one Driger was sensing. Just great. The first person I meet happens to have a bit beast.
"You're not carrying one on you by any chance?" Ray asked.
I shook my head to answer no. "I don't have a bit beast."
"That's strange," Ray said trying to make sense out of this.
Should I tell him? What if he's like my father? What if he wants to use me? What if he wants to help but I'm too afraid to tell him? What if ...... Argh. I can't seem to make up my mind. "What do you think it could be?"
"Driger might be anxious since our first battle is a couple days away," Ray answered deep in thought.
"If I tell you a secret, will you promise to keep it that way," I asked, then using my powers to tell if he's being honest. Although I can't exactly tell if he's telling the truth or not, but I can sense his emotions.
"Sure, I can keep a secret," Ray agreed.
"I'm the one your bit beast is sensing," I said quickly, because I knew I will hesitate if I didn't. Ray stood there staring at me as if I had grown a second head. "I'm not kidding."
"You couldn't be," Ray gasped. "I mean it's not possible."
I transformed into a miniature version of myself, a silver dragon. Then I transformed back into my human form. "Do you now believe?"
Nodding his head, he answered yes. He stood there for a few moments not saying anything. "Wow, this is totally cool."
"So you won't tell anyone?" I repeated myself.
"Of course not," Ray smiled.
"Can I ask you a favor?" I said.
"Depends on what it is," Ray said.
"Please teach me about this world," I pleaded.
From there, we spent the entire afternoon in his room. He taught me several things such as electricity, cars, computers, machines, and the many modern conveniences. I liked microwaves and refrigerators. They heated food up or allowed you to keep food for longer than one day.
This turned out to be an interesting place to live.
Wingzero: It's me again.
Death Scythe: We know already.
Tyson: We're not in it.
Kenny (aka the Chief): Didn't you hear what she said?
Tyson: No.
Kai: Typical.
Tyson: Hey, I was getting the mail.
Max: Chill out once in awhile.
Kai: Humph!
Wingzero: *pushes her yami towards Kai*
Death Scythe: Grrrr. AIBOU!!!!
Kai: *blushes*
Tyson: *sings* Kai is blushing, Kai is blushing, Kai is blushing, Kai is... *runs for his life*
Kai: *runs after Tyson*
Death Scythe: *also runs after Tyson wielder her scythe*
Kenny: Oh brother.
Max: Shouldn't we stop them.
Wingzero: They'll get tired sooner or later.
Ray: I don't know.
Kenny: At least, he as all that excess sugar.
Wingzero: No wonder he remains thin.
Kenny: I was thinking on the same line.
Max: He sure can run.
Wingzero: If you want me to continue, please review. Ja Ne.
Death Scythe: My aibou had way too much sugar.
Wingzero: No I didn't.
Death Scythe: *points to all the empty candy wrappers and taps her foot*
Wingzero: They're not all mine. Tyson had some too.
Death Scythe: *sighs*
Wingzero: I do not own Beyblades. Darn it! Or Legend of the Dragoons. That's where I get some basic ideas that I apply towards Dramon. If you don't understand, there will be moments where I explain it to you, but for now, please enjoy the fic.
In a distant world, bit beasts lived together in harmony. We had human forms as well as out beast ones. My father ruled over this land. I am his sixteenth child. I know this may seem to be a lot for humans, but considering our life span. We age one year for every one thousand human years. My ten older brothers and sister often went out or were on errand for my father. I am the youngest out of my family.
As dragons, we usually draw on one elemental power: such as fire, water, wind, earth, thunder, light, or dark. I, on the other hand, drew on not only seven these but the forbidden ones as well. I can draw upon life and death elements. When I discovered this, I did my best to hide it from my family. When we were in our human forms, we can summon our armor (think Dragoon armor). Each element has a counter element, except for thunder. Fire and water, earth and wind, light and dark, life and death. When you use one of these elements against the opposite, you cause greater damage than when you use it against the same element. For example, fire based magic will damage a water based creature four or more times damage than with water.
Once my father found out I was the legendary dragon, he wanted me to be betrothed to another ruler's daughter. I said forget it and ran away from home. My brothers and sisters didn't want me to leave, but I had to. There was no way I'm getting married before I turned 18,000. By the way, I'm 12,003 years old. For us, I'm considered a pre-teen. My birthday was next month.
Using my powers, I managed to create a rift to another world. I bid my home land goodbye. Before leaving, my brothers and sisters had arranged a goodbye party without my parents' knowledge. They gave me presents, which would help me on my journey. My sisters mainly gave me food and clothing. My brothers gave me tools, bags, a few weapons, and such things.
As I looked back, I wondered what would happen if he never found out. Time to go, I sighed as the alarms went off. Guess my father discovered me missing. Too late, I had flown through the rift and sealed it once I was on the other side.
A huge tunnel led to this strange place. There were several humans going about their daily lives. Strange beasts roamed the paths. Inside of them, humans yelled at each other or did other things. I was confused at what they were doing. Looking over, I saw enormous buildings. They sure don't have them where I lived.
Picking a spot, I landed on the ground. My armor vanished in a blink of an eye. Maybe I should blend in with the locals. I looked at my clothing. This was completely different from what they wore. A few joggers stopped and stared at me before moving along. I don't have any other type of clothing.
A young boy about my age stood at this opening. He had something in his hand in which another object was released. I wondered what he was doing. Apparently he hadn't seen me landing or approaching for that matter. I walked up to him without making a sound. I know it's a hard habit to break, but where ever I go, I walked in stealth.
"Hello," I greeted the young person.
Turning around in complete surprise, he gasped for breath. "Please don't do that!"
"Sorry," I apologized. "My name is Dramon, what's yours?"
"I'm Raymond, but everyone calls me Ray," the boy greeted. He held out his hand.
What does he want? Then I realized he wanted to shake my hand, which I quickly returned. "I was wondering what you were doing."
"This?" he asked while holding up a weird object. "It's my beyblade. I'm on a team called the White Tigers."
"That must be cool," I said.
"You bet," Ray smiled. "You're not from around here?" He inspected my clothes.
"I'm from far away," I sighed.
"What is it like?" Ray asked curiously.
"I'd rather not talk about it," I said hoping he would take the hint.
"Oh I see," Ray said. "Where are you staying?"
I don't know. Where was I staying? I just arrived here after defying my father's wishes. Better to tell the truth. I think I can trust him, since he has pure aura surrounding him. "I ran away from home."
"Why?" Ray asked suddenly. "Never mind. It's none of my business."
"It's okay," I assured him. "My parents were forcing me to do something against my will." I shuddered at the thought.
"How awful," Ray disapproved of my parents. "Maybe my grandpa will let you stay."
"You wouldn't mind?" I asked.
"It's okay," Ray assured me.
This was going to be the start of a beautiful friendship. Snickering, I just had to put that in. At least, I have one friend in this crazy world. He led me through these pathways. On the corners and sections, they had names on them. When we reached a path, he stopped, looked at a light, and then proceeded when the light turned white.
We continued this for the next twenty minutes before we arrived at a large house. The only ones who own huge buildings like these were royalty. Ray opened the gate and walked in. I hesitated for a second before following him.
"Grandpa I'm home," Ray called out after unlocking and opening the front door. He turned to me. "I guess he has a meeting." He motioned for me to follow him.
"Are you royalty?" I asked curiously while scanning the room.
Ray laughed. "My grandpa happens to be the head of the beyblade association."
"Where I come from only royalty have enough money to purchase large edifices," I said in awe of this house or mansion.
For the next hour, Ray gave me a tour of his home. He lived with his grandpa and parents. I asked him if he had any siblings. He informed me he was an only child. I liked having several siblings around. Imagine being the only one. Then Ray asked me if I had any sisters or brothers. I answered him truthfully. I had fifteen brothers and sisters.
Ray was completely shocked. He never heard of someone having more than ten children in a family but sixteen. I told him my parents married young. My ten brothers and five sisters were born ahead of me, making me the youngest. He was completely surprised that I made it to my age with several siblings, older siblings.
I chuckled at his reaction. When I told him how I felt about his situation, he said he would like to have one or two brothers but not ten. Even though they pulled pranks on me or teased me, they would often beat up anyone who tried to hurt me or pick on me. I hadn't told him I was a prince; therefore, I had bodyguards.
From there we discussed beyblades. Ray informed me that they had a league where all the bladers competed. Beyblades was a very popular sport. Each person has a blade and a launcher. They used the launcher to send the blade into the stadium, which looked like a bowl to me. Whoever sent their opponent out of the stadium or stops it from spinning won. Sounds simple enough to me. Boy was I wrong. They had all these techniques and stuff. Each beyblade can be custom built to fit the style of the blader.
Footsteps approached us. I turned my head in the direction. Ray stopped speaking and stood up. His grandpa entered the room and saw us lounging on the sofas.
"Hi Grandpa," Ray greeted the old man. "This is my friend Dramon."
We shook hands. "It's nice to meet you." I said.
"Same here," his grandpa responded.
"Grandpa, he needs a place to stay," Ray almost begged. "Can he please stay with us?" I wondered how he was going to react. After all, I was a complete stranger.
"I don't see why not," he smiled. "Why don't you spend the night in Ray's room until we set up one for you."
"Thanks," I said before Ray pulled me towards his room.
Inside his room, he had the usual: a bed, desk, night stand, dresser, closet, a door to the bathroom, and a few miscellaneous items. On his walls, he had clippings of beyblade events and anything related to it. He had a few posters on the walls. On top of his desk, he had a plastic container filled with parts.
"You must really like beyblades," I commented after taking it all in.
"Yep," Ray said landing on his bed.
Soon I felt some thing calling me. It was calling me to come closer. I followed my instincts and searched for the bit beast. It was somewhere on his desk. Ray now was curious as to what I was doing and sat upright on his bed. I picked up one of his beyblades and inspected it. In the middle of the top, it contained a tiger.
"That's Driger," Ray said coming up to me. He picked it up from my hand. "He's my bit beast. Normally I don't battle without him, but today I wanted to see how I can do on my own." He smiled and stared at it. Suddenly it started glowing.
"What's happening?" I asked concerned for my health.
"It senses another bit beast nearby," Ray said, confusion ran across his face.
"I'm not carrying one," I said before realizing that I was the one Driger was sensing. Just great. The first person I meet happens to have a bit beast.
"You're not carrying one on you by any chance?" Ray asked.
I shook my head to answer no. "I don't have a bit beast."
"That's strange," Ray said trying to make sense out of this.
Should I tell him? What if he's like my father? What if he wants to use me? What if he wants to help but I'm too afraid to tell him? What if ...... Argh. I can't seem to make up my mind. "What do you think it could be?"
"Driger might be anxious since our first battle is a couple days away," Ray answered deep in thought.
"If I tell you a secret, will you promise to keep it that way," I asked, then using my powers to tell if he's being honest. Although I can't exactly tell if he's telling the truth or not, but I can sense his emotions.
"Sure, I can keep a secret," Ray agreed.
"I'm the one your bit beast is sensing," I said quickly, because I knew I will hesitate if I didn't. Ray stood there staring at me as if I had grown a second head. "I'm not kidding."
"You couldn't be," Ray gasped. "I mean it's not possible."
I transformed into a miniature version of myself, a silver dragon. Then I transformed back into my human form. "Do you now believe?"
Nodding his head, he answered yes. He stood there for a few moments not saying anything. "Wow, this is totally cool."
"So you won't tell anyone?" I repeated myself.
"Of course not," Ray smiled.
"Can I ask you a favor?" I said.
"Depends on what it is," Ray said.
"Please teach me about this world," I pleaded.
From there, we spent the entire afternoon in his room. He taught me several things such as electricity, cars, computers, machines, and the many modern conveniences. I liked microwaves and refrigerators. They heated food up or allowed you to keep food for longer than one day.
This turned out to be an interesting place to live.
Wingzero: It's me again.
Death Scythe: We know already.
Tyson: We're not in it.
Kenny (aka the Chief): Didn't you hear what she said?
Tyson: No.
Kai: Typical.
Tyson: Hey, I was getting the mail.
Max: Chill out once in awhile.
Kai: Humph!
Wingzero: *pushes her yami towards Kai*
Death Scythe: Grrrr. AIBOU!!!!
Kai: *blushes*
Tyson: *sings* Kai is blushing, Kai is blushing, Kai is blushing, Kai is... *runs for his life*
Kai: *runs after Tyson*
Death Scythe: *also runs after Tyson wielder her scythe*
Kenny: Oh brother.
Max: Shouldn't we stop them.
Wingzero: They'll get tired sooner or later.
Ray: I don't know.
Kenny: At least, he as all that excess sugar.
Wingzero: No wonder he remains thin.
Kenny: I was thinking on the same line.
Max: He sure can run.
Wingzero: If you want me to continue, please review. Ja Ne.