The street was dirty, dark, grubby and dank. It was in the worst possible upkeep ever, and this was a main road. James walked down it, and looked around. James had long brown hair, and was wearing a black leather jacket, black t-shirt, and blue jeans. He was a renegade, and moved quickly into a bar. This was the Dryak Regime for you, freedom for none, and all for Dryak.

The bar was as damp and grubby on the outside, and was musty. There was a short black haired, slightly skinny barman behind it, and he was looking rather happy. Men lounged around all over the bar, and most were at least twice the age of James. James walked over to the barman, and waved.

'Hey, I haven't seen you in a long time!' the barman said to James.

'Nice to see you…' James said, before becoming serious, 'now tell me all you know about the Dragon Warriors.'

The barman broke the glass, but no one else heard the conversation.

'How do you know?' the barman asked, cleaning up the glass.

'I know you're Liam' James whispered.

'Keep your voice down, man!' Liam said, hurriedly.

'I did!' James said, angrily.

'I tell you at closing time, ok?' Liam replied.

James grabbed a drink, and walked over to the corner of the bar, not taking his eyes off Liam, who constantly glanced back at James. Later, the bar closed, and James left his seat, and walked over to Liam. Liam locked the door, and sighed.

'I knew you'd come one day, James' Liam said, sitting down by James, near the bar, 'you're Ryan's son, through and through.'

'Who?' James asked bluntly.

'Okay, let's start from the start. Now, you're eighteen, right?' Liam asked.

James nodded at Liam, and began to listen intently.

'Well, when you're parents had you they were around twenty. So they'd be thirty eight now, or round about' Liam said, 'well, how much do you know about the Warriors?'

'Nothing' James replied, 'now enlighten me!'

'Well, after Slimeoid was killed, Matt left, to patch things up with Laura, and I don't know what happened to him. A few months later, Dryak became the president. He then grew in power, and eventually, by the time you were born, Dryak was Lord of the world. Dryak was a great leader for the first five years, but then, things started to go downhill.'

'What, with the streets being unclean?' James asked.

'Yeah, but not just that. Spyke disappeared a few months later, and we haven't seen or heard from him. Then, the Dark Knights, formerly used by the Big Four, were appearing everywhere. Dendiki, he saw the signs, and was killed' Liam said, 'feel the back of your neck, please.'

James felt the back, and felt a small rectangle in the centre of it.

'What the hell?' James asked.

'That is a Dryak device, it keeps a tab on what you say and think, so if you do anything wrong, the Dark Knights are alerted' Liam said, 'Sam was forced to work for Dryak, and we haven't seen him since. Ryan disappeared soon after as well. I hid here, out of sight, I was saved, but really, I would have chosen death!'

'Yeah, what happened to my mom though?' James asked.

'Same fate' Liam replied, 'disappeared. Whether she's dead or not, along with the others, we may never know. Lord Dryak has possibly made a living hell. Listen, you heard of the Forbidden Lookout?'

'Yeah' James replied.

'Go there, and ask for Nami' Liam said, 'trust me!'

Suddenly, there was a large bang outside the door. There was another bang, and then a third, before the door came crashing down. Ten Dark Knights entered the bar, and a familiar man, with dark green eyes, and long white hair, followed them. He had a red cape, and no helmet.

'Cirion' Liam said, with a bite of bitterness in his voice.

'Ah, Liam, what a pleasure it is!' Cirion said, arrogantly, 'Finally I get to kill the last remaining member of the Dragon Warriors!'

'Cirion, you'll never win!' Liam replied.

'And why would you say that?' Cirion replied, 'haven't we already won?'

'What happened to Matt, then, the Big Four's leader?' Liam asked.

'He betrayed us, he joined you' Cirion replied, 'so he was taken.'

Cirion looked around, and when he saw James, he smirked.

'And James!' Cirion said, 'the renegade! I get two birds with one stone! How sweet my victory will be!'

'You'll never take us alive!' Liam shouted.

'Want a bet?' Cirion asked, nodding his head backward.

The Dark Knights rushed forwards, but James shot many Kamehameha waves, with each one killing the Dark Knights. Cirion looked on in disbelief, and then regained some of his swagger.

'You know what? You better be lucky, kid! You know why?' Cirion said, walking up, and grabbing James by the scruff of his neck, 'you'll meet a sticky end, and you'll never meet your father again… or your mother!'

Cirion let go of James and turned round. He walked out of the bar, and disappeared a second later.

'Listen, go to the Lookout, I can't help you, but someone can!' Liam said.

James nodded, waved goodbye, and ran out the bar, and flew off. He flew upwards, and after a few hours of flying, he reached the Lookout. He landed on it, and walked cautiously up to the middle.

'Hello?' James asked.

'Yes' a voice said, 'I am Lord Nami, the new Guardian.'

'So?' James asked, 'what are you going to do about Dryak?'

'Dryak? Well…' Nami said, appearing out of the shadows, 'I can't do much, I'm only well…'

'Yes?' James prompted.

James walked around and sighed loudly.

'Why do you have to be so-'

Suddenly, James felt a stabbing pain in his side, before he blacked out, and keeled over. Nami picked James up, and as the blood dripped onto Nami's cloak, he threw him off the lookout, and laughed, before pressing a button on it. He turned into Cirion, and he laughed more madly.

'I told you to watch out!' Cirion said, before flying off.