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This is the anniversary for Dragon Sagas: Book Two!

This takes place sometime between "Normal Life" and "New Recruits" of Dragon Sagas: Book One

Chapter 01:Into the Past

Caliwone folded his arms across his chest with an arrogant snort of disdain as he, Superman, Shayera Green Lantern, and several of League members tore through the atmosphere from the Watch Tower and into cooler air. They streaked over the continent and over a large city.

With a touch of a button, the rear hatch opened and the air inside the Javelin exploded into a whirling typhoon as the pressure equalized. With a touch of another button, Superman set the Javelin into auto pilot and stood up from his chair.

"Remember to try and stay outside of his range as best you can," Superman said, yelling to be heard of the rushing wind even though his comm transmitted his voice more effectively. "Batman reports that the further away you are, the less of effect he has. Beyond that we really don't know much."

"And how, again to expect us to capture him if we can't even get close to him?" Shayera asked as she and Green Lantern got up as well and followed Superman to the back.

"Very carefully," Superman said. "Alright, let's go."

Like skydivers, the Justice League members jumped out of the Javelin one by one into free fall. Caliwone watched with mild disdain at the exodus, marveling yet again at the dramatics these aliens insisted on performing.

He looked up as Diana of Themyscira kicked his white booted foot only semi-lightly and nodded with at least as much disdain for him that he held for her and her species. With only a mild glare at the tall woman, Caliwone got up and went to the back of the ship and leaped out.

The wind, although calmer than when the hatch had been opened, still blew Caliwone's hair around as, in a burst of gold flames, Caliwone transformed and took off after the others. Diana followed as the Javelin, now empty of its occupants, closed its hatch and gently meandered out of the way.

The foe in question, one Father Time, was standing atop the Daily Planet, freezing the engines of a passenger plane high in the sky and causing it to fall from the sky. Caliwone shook his head at Kal-El's predictability as the Man of Steel arced away to bring the plane down safely.

Green Lantern struck first, a beam of green light lancing outward and came to an abrupt halt as Father Time lifted a hand and stopped time around the attack. With no time to flow through, the attack was effectively frozen until, with a wave of his hand, the attack vanished as if it was never there. Caliwone tried one of his own, his Burst Rush blasting down directly atop Father Time.

This time, instead of freezing the entire attack, he stopped time only around himself like a barrier and allowed the attack to merely splash off of it and continue on its path. With an explosion, the globe on the roof behind Father Time was blasted clean off the building, shrapnel and debris fell alongside the four story high globe as it fell toward the busy street below.

"Caliwone!" Superman yelled as he returned from his heroic rescue and now streaked down to catch the globe.

"What?" Caliwone shouted back. "First you say don't get close to him then you yell at me for trying something else. Make up your mind, Kal-El." Before Superman could answer, Father Time pointed at Superman and the Man of Steel vanished from existence with a slight pop.

John was quick, alright. Even as everyone else froze in shock, Green Lantern shot another beam down and caught the globe and the majority of the chunks of roofing in a catcher's mitt projection before it could hit the ground. The rest of the debris landed more or less harmlessly down of the side walk, although one blew through an overhang of a five star restaurant like a meteor.

There was another sudden POP and Superman reappeared several hundred feet away and close enough to the ground to collide full tilt with the cement with a thunderous thud. He floated back up into the air half a second later, rubbing his head and looking rather confused.

Caliwone noted this and filed it away in the back of his mind. Not only could this man freeze time, he could also take people clear out of it. He fired a salvo of energy, this group far weaker than his previous, intending it more as a distraction than anything that intended to kill or cripple. As predicted, Father Time lifted his hands and brought all of the energy blast to a standstill. Behind him, Shayera raced up past the buildings furthest edge and streaked in as fast as she could, for once keeping her iconic war cry at bay for the sneak attack. It did her no use. Just as she swung her mace across, she froze in space. Father Time turned to look at her, seeming somewhat surprised to see her so close, then moved back slightly and allowed her to continue her flight. Shayera's mace missed its target and just as she turned to face him again, Caliwone's first blast of energy reappeared and slammed full force into her back.

Her scream of pain muffled as she fell through floor after floor of the Daily Planet and came to a crashing halt atop the desk of one Clark Kent. She rubbed her head, trying to clear it as Lois Lane rushed over from the roof access door she had been about to go up.

"You going to be alright?" she asked as Shayera gave a frustrated growl. "Lucky Smallville is back in Kansas for the week."

"Right," Shayera said distractedly as she pushed herself to her feet and flew back up the hole she had just made.

In the skies above the Daily Planet, Caliwone sent a silent curse to this human for all the trouble he was causing him. If only he didn't have to be bothered with restricting his powers in this cardboard like city...

Green Lantern shot another beam of green into the roof, tunneling it out of sight and trying to catch Father Time in a bubble. Like all of the other attempts before, this proved unsuccessful. With a twirl, Father Time vanished from view and reappeared almost instantly on the other side of the roof. With a wave of his hand, there were suddenly two Green Lantern's floating in the air around the Daily Planet.

"Watch out," the new Green Lantern warned the original before the first one vanished with a pop.

Caliwone had had enough. All of Caliwone muscles and power may be useless if he were caught, but for most humans, he could not only move faster than they could see, but he was faster than most people could think. With a burst of gold, Caliwone dashed forward, moving in a zig zag pattern that would help prevent a lucky blow.

Father Time scurried around, seeing that his attempts were failing, and burried himself in a far corner where he-mistakenly-thought he would be safest. In a final burst of speed, Caliwone threw a punch at the man. His fist crashed hard into an invisible barrier of frozen air.

Caliwone jerked back against the pain of an unforgiving wall and dashed to the side as Father Time tried to send Caliwone through time. He dodged again just as Shayera dropped down from above and tried to end the fight. He mace crashed down onto the same barrier Caliwone had run into, the electricity the mace produced arcing around the shield and into the ground.

Superman flew in, his cape as always leaving a red streak behind him as he went and smashed head first into the barrier. The shock wave that passed through the building itself was enough to send Father Time sprawling onto his back. Diana was fast and sent her lasso down to wrap around one ankle and haul him bodily into the air.

"Stop this now, less I drop you forty stories to the ground," Diana warned. Father Time ignored her, causing time to freeze around her leg and jerking her to a stop with such force that it would have ripped a normal human's leg clean off. Even still, the jerk itself was enough for Diana to drop her lasso and send the man falling. With a wave of his hand, he slid across the air and back to the Daily Planet's roof.

Just as he landed Caliwone appeared and with a vicious swing that would have sent Superman flying, he vanished with a pop.

Superman looked around, disbelieving, and waited for Caliwone to reappear. There was a sudden laugh of delight and Superman looked down just in time to see Father Time turn on his heel and vanish himself.

With another pop of displaced air, Caliwone reappeared inside of time and crashed with the full force in which he had been traveling into the ground. He skidded on his chest for several long seconds before the ground abruptly turned into a boiling lava pit then back into solid Earth once more before coming to a somewhat undignified halt. He lay still for several long seconds, biting back curses as he felt the pain of several injuries -none as much as his pride- as air bit at them.

He pushed himself up, noting with some annoyance that the lowly human had gotten him good enough to force his reversion out of Super Saiyan. It was then that he noticed the howling of fury coming from behind him. He turned, annoyed at the irritating sound and saw an old man in somewhat tattered green and black striped robes, a long hammer resting next to him, and bulging eyes that were crying over the contamination of what looked to be a sword mold with almost molten looking steel inside, now flecked with dirt.

He walked toward the old man. "Will you shut up, old man?" Caliwone snarled, having no time to deal with low class vermin. He needed to get back to Kal-El and teach Father Time what the meaning of pain really was.

He walked out of the entrance to the shallow cave and looked around, unable to prevent his eyebrows from lifting in surprise. The ground all around the cave was a sea of molten lava, a moat to keep pesky visitors away. Problem was, he had no idea where this could be. He turned and looked back at the cave, again astounded to see, not stone, but the skull of an enormous creature where the old man had chosen to live.

"Alright, old man," Caliwone snarled as he strode purposely over to the still shrieking man. "Where am I and how did I get here?"

"My precious blade," the old man moaned, reaching delicately into the mold and picking the flecks of dirt out as best he could. "I wish I kill you for doing such a thing-"

Caliwone cut the old man off and grabbing him around the collar of his robes and slamming him against the inner wall of the demons skull. "Stop your sniveling and answer me."

Instead of words, the old man puffed out his cheeks and blew fire down at him. The flames completely engulfed Caliwone but the Saiyan physiology that allowed them to survive in almost any atmosphere was more than up to the task of a small flame, even if the attack was completely unexpected. Caliwone narrowed his eyes as the flames ebbed and Caliwone brought the man close to his face.

"You are wearing thin on my patience," he said, his voice as cold death. "This is your final warning."

"I'm sorry," the old man said, looking directly into Caliwone's eyes. "You're in Japan, alright?"

"Japan?" Caliwone asked, looking around. "Is that on Earth?"

"Of course it's on Earth, you idiot," he answered, then shut up as Caliwone shook him roughly.

"Where is Metropolis?" Caliwone asked.

The old man just stared at him for a minute. "I think it's that way," he said at last, pointing out of the entrance of the cave. "Yep, that's it. Just keep going and you will run right into it."

Caliwone dropped the old man to the floor with little grace, turned and walked out of the cave. With a blaze of blue light, Caliwone took to the air and vanished from sight.

Totosai wiped a hand across his forehead. "I thought he would never leave. He's as bad as Inuyasha," he said to himself. Turning, he returned to his work.

Caliwone swore vehemently and had half a mind to turn around and find that old dirt bag and beat him senseless but he wasn't sure he would be able to find him again. His sensing abilities, although increasingly precise, still had a hard time picking up on average humans. For lack of any better idea, Caliwone reached out with his mind.

And jerked around. This entire world filled his sixth sense like a flood light, blinding him. Nearly all powers were far stronger than the humans, with only maybe one or two far off in the distance that could rival his own full strength. The rest were that of low class scum he had wiped his boots on long before he had arrived on Earth as best as he could tell without his scouter. He dropped down to the thick forested Earth beside a small village, the beginning light of fires and lanterns starting as dusk settled down around them.

In the darkness cast by the thick trees, Caliwone could sense rather than see the myriad of eyes measuring him up and then slowly slinky away as the smart ones realized that his strength was too great. Caliwone watched them closely out of the corner of his eyes anyway, knowing that there was inevitably one stupid animal in every bunch.

He had nearly made it to the edge of the forest when one attacked.

Caliwone turned at the sound of crushing underbrush and a hideous monster lurched at him with a shriek and a hiss. Caliwone took careful note of the monster, seeing its wide misshaped head and small, bat like stubby wings on its back, and its long, centipede like form that force aside trees as it made for him. Caliwone gave it an additional three count, then lifted his right hand and blew the demon into oblivion and lighting up the entire forest in a flash of red. Caliwone looked down at his hand and frowned slightly, shrugged his shoulders and made edge of the forest.

A line of humans waited for him between their village and the edge of the forest, some carrying pitchforks, others lanterns or the occasional sword. Caliwone's tail lashed once behind him in contempt, then wrapped it around his waist and walked toward them.

"Stop right there, Demon," one man said, running forward from the crowd. He was dressed in long light brown robes with a bald head and a determined and confident look on his face. In his right hand, which he held out in front of him, he held what looked to Caliwone to be a small piece of paper with writing on it. Held in his left hand and wrapped part way around his right arm was a long purple beaded necklace.

Caliwone held the man's gaze as he walked closer, his mind almost instantly recognizing the language as one his pod had implanted into his brain and translating both his spoken words and what was spoken to him. Demon, monster, destroyer, he had heard it all before. If these people had not yet learned of his so called change of heart by now, Metropolis must really be far away. With a casual snort, he walked past the monk and toward the rest of the humans. They all parted before him, glares and teeth bared as he did so but none dared to strike.

"Very well, Demon," the monk behind him said. "You leave me no choice." Caliwone stopped and turned half way back to see what this man was trying to accomplish.

"Wait," another voice rang out, cutting off whatever the man had been about to do. Everyone in the gathering turned their eyes to woman who spoke. She was old and plump and dressed in a red and white kimono with a patch over her left eye. On her back was slung a long bow and a quiver of arrows and a small cutting knife on one side.

She walked past Caliwone with little more than a glance and went over to the monk and relieved him of the paper. Turning, she walked back over to Caliwone and circled him once. Caliwone watched her with interest at the boldness she was now displaying. She was either senile or simply tired of living.

She completed a second circle and stood to face him. "I am not certain what manner of being you are but you are no demon." The crowd rustled behind Caliwone as he, himself, raised his eyebrows. "Yet, you are neither human." She reached forward, slowly enough that Caliwone allowed her motion, and took his left hand and rested the paper lightly against his skin. The paper sparked and spit, burning Caliwone's arm very lightly but with enough surprise to make him jump.

"Oh knock it off, you big baby," Kaede said. "That didn't hurt." Caliwone glared down at her but he had to admit that she was right. Even now, he could feel the burn heal over and disappear.

"But lady Kaede, he has a demon tail," one of the villagers said accusingly, then withdrew back into the crowd as Caliwone sent a glare his way.

"This is true," Kaede said interestedly as she turned her attention down to Caliwone's hairy brown tail. "From where do you hail?"

"What?" Caliwone asked, hearing her words but not understanding them.

"Where do you come from," Kaede simplified for him.

Caliwone considered for a moment. Who on this planet hadn't heard of him, what with all of the terrible things and tragic events he had done during his three year stint on Earth before Kal-El had brought him down. To be far though, these people did seem to be a bit low on brains.

"I am from a planet named Vegeta," Caliwone said. "I am searching for Metropolis and the Justice League." No matter who these people were, the Justice League was world renowned. But to his astonishment, Kaede merely cocked her head slightly to the side.

"Who?"

"Batman?" Caliwone tried to explain and wondering if perhaps his translator had broken and he just wasn't delivering to these people. To help, he put his hands to the sides of his head and tried to mimic Batman's ears. "Wonder Woman? Superman?" He tried his best to duplicate the iconic "S" on his own chest.

"I think perhaps you ought to come with me," Kaede said, motioning him to follow. Caliwone dropped his hands with disgust and followed after the old woman. She lead him to a small single room wood structure and then she sat down with a small grunt.

"Please sit," she invited, motioning him to a spot on the other side of the small fire pit in the center. "Now, explain this 'Justice League' to me and perhaps we can find them together."

Caliwone sat, crossing both his arms and legs and thought about his answer. "They are a team of people dedicated for the well being of this planet," Caliwone started then stopped. "Well, they think they have a right to try and protect all of the galaxy, and many of them are not human, actually. Like Kal-El or Shayera. Some posses powers that they use to stop who they consider evil forces." Kaede watched him silently as he stopped talking and seemed to struggle on how to describe this League of his.

"I cannot say that I have ever heard of this group to which you refer," Kaede said thoughtfully. "When exactly did you go missing from this team?"

Caliwone opened his mouth and then closed it again. For some strange reason, he was having a very tough time remembering anything he had been doing before he landed in that old man's creepy cave. "I am not sure," Caliwone said, disturbed by this. "Earlier today, I guess."

"I see," Kaede said. "What about this place you describe; Metropolis?"

"What about it?" Caliwone asked.

"Were there any landmarks or special qualities that may make finding it easier?"

Caliwone shrugged slightly. "It is a large city, full of tall glass buildings and skyscrapers. Nothing like this crap."

"Like a castle?" Kaede inquired. "Battlements? Run by a lord?"

"No, nothing like that," Caliwone said, waving one hand dismissively. "This is a place of work. Newspaper, food, that sort of thing."

Kaede sat quietly for a moment while she digested that. "I wonder," she said at last. "Large glass buildings, you say? I wonder if you are referring to the time of which Kagome hails from."

Caliwone cocked his head to one side. "Who?"

"Kagome is the reincarnation of my sister Kikyo," Kaede explained. "A priestess. Kagome is from something like five hundred years into our future and has described such places to me before."

From outside the shack, a single voice was raised. "Kaede? Hey, you old hag. Are you there?"

"That be Inuyasha," Kaede said without showing the least irritation at being called an old hag. "Perhaps Kagome is with him. Let us see."

Kaede stepped out of the old shack and onto the wide path that lay in front of it. Inuyasha was indeed coming up the path toward her, his red kimono, sword, and long white hair instantly identifying the half demon. Beside him, a young girl in a modern green and white school uniform with long beautiful black hair following next to him and walking a pink bicycle with her.

"Ah, good," Kaede said, nodding a greeting to both of them as they drew closer. "I am glad to see Kagome is with you. I believe there is another person here that you may be able to help."

From behind Kaede, Caliwone stepped out of the shack and turned to face the two. With a scream of terror, Kagome dropped the bike and leaped behind Inuyasha. The bike hit the ground with a clatter that nobody heard over her shrieks. "It's the 'Golden Warrior'!"

To be continued...

Looks like Caliwone has found himself in another predicament! How will things go for him here and how will he make it back?

Hello everybody! It has been far too long. I hope everyone is set for another amazing short from Dragon Sagas. As previously stated, this whole Dragon Sagas is my tribute to the greatest action cartoons of my generation as best as I can fit into one series. As such, please understand that strength and powers may vary slightly for story cohesion.

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