Takes place in a "what if…"/ reality world in the hero's POV
I lay there looking at the spectacle before me as prince dyanl; someone I thought would do as his own father hoped healed up the gun to duna's head her eyes afraid.
One shot
Duna started to fall
Two shot
My eyes went wide in horror
End shot
Duna lay dead on the ground as the new dinareon king looked to me, I had nothing left, he killed my armada, my dragon gulch brothers, and now my whole reason for living I got into my combat form and charged him and rockets were fired, I had killed a tyrant before he could run and I fell slain by director, his smug face was the last thing for me to destroy, I let out one last attack, my strongest attack known as the "inferno-fus-ro-dah" killing the director I say the explosion as a last strike I coughed "slifer" I gasped "I have won" I wheezed "we won and lost" I chocked out before falling dead.
I woke up in a cold sweat and I looked at the clock [3:45] I was frightened by a dream of what could of happened 4 years ago I looked around the dark room, "dragon boy" a voice sed I looked to find duna looking back into my eyes the same fearer in her eyes and I sighed and decided to speak the words I so proudly yelled to the havens for not just slifer, but all the gods known "we won" 4 large eyes looked in "you have a bad dream?" asked duna a nod from the mail twin "do you want to hearer a story?" I asked a nod from the female twin, they both walked up to us.
MY NAME IS GIANNI (HUNTER) MAGGIOLO, I AM A SPARTAN! AND SPARTANS NEVER DIE! THE ARE ONLY MIA!