Hi, folks I'm spyrodramon, here with another Bakugan fanfiction, but this one is adopted! Original owner is NewSatan or on DA known as kusofanwriter. I'm excited to be writing an adopted story and hope that you enjoy it as I have bulked up the chapters slightly and rewritten it in my own style. Well, if you call it a style. Anyway I'll shut up now and let you read the story below.

The World of Roa
Chapter 1
Unexplained voices

A young seventeen year old boy leaned on a railing that overlooked the horizon of the ocean. His gaze was out towards the sea as he should've been excited in that moment for his birthday was in four days and normally he wouldn't be this quiet. Three months ago he and the little red ball monster, his people called a Bakugan, together they defeated their enemy Magmel and stopped the war. However, since then, Dan had been hearing voices day and night. It was a constant torment as sometimes they spoke nonstop, but if he was lucky they would allow him some repose. Usually they were whispers, incoherent at first, but lately he had been able to make out a few words. Only four words so far, Roa, Serlins, Dorien, and Reabun. Although the word he was hearing the most was, Roa. He didn't understand any of the words meanings and had given up trying to long ago. His parents along with Shun, Marucho, and of course Drago, he had made mention to of the voices and the words. They all did their best to help him, but nothing could be found out and Dan eventually decided to stop telling his friends and parents about the voices and accepted that the voices would never cease. Only Drago continued to ask the brunette about the voices anymore.

After a while Dan returned himself to the proper posture and sighed.

"Let's go home Drago." Dan murmured as he turned on his heels and began his trek home.

After shoving his hands into his pockets, Drago settle onto his shoulder as he normally did and then asked, "Dan, are you sure you're okay?"

Letting out a gruff sigh as he trudged, Dan answered, "I'm fine, dude. Just a little tired is all."

He truly was tired and hadn't had a restful sleep because of the voices and whisperings. He was starting to feel the toll both physically and mentally.

"Maybe you should go see a professional about the voices?" Drago suggested.

"You mean like a psychiatrist?" Dan asked giving Drago a sideways glance as they turned a street corner.

"Yes, especially since you haven't been your normal self since you started hearing voices." Drago said as he recalled the brunette actions of previously.

At first his smiles it was the forced smiles and then his hyperactivity dropped. As time went on Dan then started to barely hold a conversation with anyone at all and Drago had started to worry especially when the number of brawling battles became less and less. It was like a dark rain cloud hovered over the number brawler's head.

"It's just not me that worried, but everyone else." Drago mentioned after finishing his thoughts.

"I don't need a shrink." Dan grumbled.

"You don't necessarily need to constantly visit one, but maybe just get an opinion?" Drago said light heartedly.

"No." Dan said his volume rising a little, "I don't need to see one."

"Dan, please-" Drago started up again, but Dan was quick to cut him off.

"NO DRAGO!" Dan snapped making the Dragonoid silent.

Drago knew that Dan's stubbornness was still the same and even though they had this conversation multiple times the result was always the same. Dan not listening or bothering to even think on what Drago was asking of him and they always ended up yelling at each other.

Drago put his thoughts to rests Dan entered the Kuso residence in an ill tempered manner. Kicking off his shoes and stomping up the stairs to his room and once there he roughly put Drago on his dresser before throwing himself to the mercy of his bed, Dan let out another sigh after a long moment of silence.

"I just want the voices to go away." He whined into his pillow as the whisperings began.

Once again he could comprehend what they were saying or if they had any gender to them. Dan would never admit, but lately it had been getting worse. They were becoming so constant that Dan could listen to anyone hardly or carry on a conversation at all as the voices would call away his attention. Drago knew something was up with Dan, but remained silent as he didn't want to stress out his human partner any more as he already was.

Dan laid there silently as the hours passed before eventually looking over to his alarm clock when the voices seemed to subsided for the moment. It was only 11:45 at night! Letting out a huff, the boy rose off his bed and walked over to his dresser ignoring his partner as he gathered out the clothing he needed to change into before going to bed. Drago watched silently as his partner hid himself under the blanket covers after switching to his pajamas. He hoped the boy would get some sleep this night as previously it had been nightmares at first and then the nightmares got worse as time would drag on. Some nights Dan would toss and turn before jolt up into consciousness. Sometime he would even be sweaty and panting hard like he had just ran a marathon.

"Night Drago." Dan's voice drifted from beneath the covers.

Drago was caught a little off guard, but he let out his own sigh as he settle into his collapsed ball form and replied, "Good Night Daniel."

With the voices quieting down, Dan was actually able to fall asleep easier than the last couple of months. It was a dreamless sleep at first, but then the stage was set as Dan found himself inside a giant Victorian style castle. Inside the castle he was surrounded by a large group of people who didn't seem to pay any attention to him as if he was invisible. After getting over his initial awe, Dan began to wander through the chatting groups of people noting how odd they were to him. Not only were these strangers dressed in extravagant dresses, long coats, top hats, and the women with their hair in tight buns reminding Dan of the Victorian era, but they had additional limbs it seemed. He first noticed the wings most seemed to have. Several of people had avian type wings, a few had bat wings instead, or some seem to even have very ornate butterfly wings, giving these people a fairy type look until he noticed the tails. The tails seemed to vary as well. Numerous tails resembled ones like the lion, leopard, tiger, almost all the big felines of the jungle along with any kind of canine were represented and then he saw the demonic looking tails. He thought those looked pretty cool until he stared enough to notice some of the people's tails were transparent. At that time he also saw that the color designs of the wings and tail seemed to match.

Pulling away from the discovery, Dan figured it was a dinner party of some sort. He began to wander again until he came across a group standing in the corner of the room. There were at least five of them, three men and two women, all of them looked to be about his age so he quickly hurried over to see what they were up to.

"When is the new arrival supposed to get here?" Dan heard one of the girls ask.

The girl asking had jet black hair that was pulled into a tight bun while wearing a blue form fitting dress that matched her eyes. She had no tail, but transparent pixie like wings that hung off her back.

"We don't know yet Samora," One of the boys responded, "you must be patient."

The boy had dark brown hair that matched his wings and eyes, but his leopard tail, that was poking out from underneath cloak, had spots of a dark brown color. His outfit was a black suit accessorized with a top hat, but unlike the other guys he had on a black cloak instead of a long coat. It seemed he wasn't the only one as were the other boys wearing similar cloaks.

"Oh I can't wait any longer, Druvious, I just can't wait to see who the new member of the Serlins is!" Samora exclaimed.

Serlins?! Dan recognized the word and felt excitement rise in him as he continued to listen hoping that maybe these people could help him figure out what the voices were saying to him.

"Sorry, but you must wait as we don't know exactly when this person will arrive." The one name Druvious said.

Now the other girl, adorned in a bright green dress of similar fashion to Samora's only with black trimming that matched her green and black ornate butterfly like wings, her eyes were hazel and her blonde hair was pulled into a French braid, spoke.

"So, just wait until then, Samora. He or she will come in due time."

"Oh, fine, Gevia, I'll wait." Samora replied to the other girl.

"Yes, and please, don't go, 'Oh, I can't wait!' every five minutes, please. If it's not too much trouble." Druvious added smirking as Samora was giving him a glare.

"Okay, that enough with the glaring Samora, would anyone like a drink? Wine perhaps? It's the best in all of Roa!" A second boy chimed in and Dan gasped.

Roa, another word the voices would whisper to him. His excitement increased from before as he looked over the second boy, hoping for more words, but instead he would have to settle with taking in his details. The second boy had black hair with bright blue eyes similar to Samora making Dan wonder if they were twins. The difference though besides gender was the boy had black bat wings and a demon tail with what looked to be a small sharp axe at the tip.

"I will." Druvious offered as he stood back from Samora.

"Samillis," Samora began addressing the second boy angrily, "must you always come to Druvious's rescue?"

"I don't always come to his rescue!" Samillis quickly argued.

"Alright, alright, that's enough, all of you!" Gevia interjected, "You two go get us some whine."

Dan guessed she must have meant Samillis and Druvious as they toddled off for the wine without another word. After they were gone, to Dan's surprise only boy left with the group decided to finally speak.

"I must admit though, I too am anxious to see just who this newest Serlin will be." The boy said.

This guy had blonde hair and yellow eyes with his wings of a bird and just as blonde as his hair, but it all matched with his golden lion's tail that was slightly glistening in the light. He wore the same outfit as Druvious and Samillis.

"All of us are excited, Ramere." Gevia said with a sigh, giving away the boy's name.

"I didn't say I was excited," Ramere quickly defended, "I said I was anxious."

"Same thing isn't it?" Samora asked.

"No." Ramere mumbled before he continued in a loud volume, "Anyways, do you think the new comer will be a Dorien or maybe a Reabun?"

Dan couldn't hardly handle the excitement anymore as a squeal of delight escaped him. All the words he had been hearing were just now mentioned by these people, even if they had yet to reveal their meanings, but he was too overjoyed to hear someone else saying them.

"I think a Reabun, probably." Ramere suggested nonchalantly.

"What makes you say that?" Gevia wondered.

"Well, it just seems to make more sense to me." Ramere replied shrugging as he did so.

"You're just saying that because you're a Dorien." Gevia mocked with a smirk.

"What exactly is the difference between the two again?" Samora asked making Dan's heart leap as he was about to learn what two of the words he had been hearing meant.

Ramere let out a sigh as if Samora had just asked a dumb question and then inhaled before his mouth started to move and there were no words escaping it. Dan was dumbfounded and frantic as he realized Ramere wasn't the only thing on mute, but the entire room was silent. Dan looked around just in time to see a glass of wine fall of a tray, but it made no sound for him to hear as it shattered. Dan then grew frustrated as he was so close to learning the meaning behind at least two of the words he had been hearing. He tried to move around the room to see if maybe he could hear others, but alas no sound reached his ears and he became panicked.

"Dan." A voice called out, almost like an echo, making Dan calm down only a little.

He looked around wondering who knew his name and how they could see him, but no one had or did. He continued to wander around, trying to find who was calling his name.

"Dan." The voice cried out as it was getting louder now.

"DAN! WAKE UP!" It exclaimed once more as the setting changed suddenly.

Dan shot up into a sitting position, panting hard before looking around and realizing he was back in his room.

"Dan? Are you alright?" asked the voice, which Dan realized it belonged to Drago.

"Ye-yeah, it was just a dream." Dan replied as the memory of the dream immediately poured into his head, "Oh! Drago! The voices and those words I always hear, I think I just got some answers!"

"You did?" Drago asked with some excitement.

"Yeah, though I still don't know what they mean exactly, but I kind of have an idea now." Dan replied happily.

"Tell me everything!" Drago demanded and Dan realized he was just as excited as he was.

Dan smiled and quickly recollected his dream and reported all he seen, heard, and learned from it. As he explained his excitement seemed to build as things were going to be different now as he knew where to get his answers, but what Dan didn't realize was that this was only the beginning to another crazy, twisted journey.

Chapter End

The next chapters will take a while as I am in college and also writing another Bakugan fanfiction. I've got three now, not including this one so in the mean time if you haven't already read them go for it! They should hopefully keep you occupied enough to give me time for the next several chapters. I just also would like to thank NewSatan for letting me adopt and rewrite the World of Roa. Until next time.