DRGN
Silver Prologue

It was a cold night in the city of Mistral. The streets were sparsely populated with some families that walked the streets. Those streets were also lined with the selling

of many illegal goods and various sketchy criminals. They avoided some of the more protected families but they did rob the loners on the street, all of them except

one. This was a huntsman-in-training.

He was a seven-foot giant bristling with strength. On top of his head was a simple helmet whose top extended outwards and sported a thick half-ring on the top. It

also had some minor face protection and revealed some of his silver hair. He also wore a steel cuirass covering his gray shirt and that sported a simplistic sword

pointing downwards, impaling a crude grim. It was the symbol of the Argentum family. He wore a pair of khakis with long, black boots and on his waist was a massive,

six-foot great sword with intricate wavy edges, a long cross guard, a smaller secondary guard above it and a leather grip. The pommel was short and circular. This

was Draco Argentum, student of took a right turn on the street and then turned right again into a bar labeled Hazel's. He took a seat in front of the main

table and a short, scruffy, middle-aged fox faunus walked towards him with his hazel eyes and dark brown fox ears focused intently on him and the man said,

"Ah, if it isn't the son of Hercules Argentum and our local troublemaker. Do you still prefer the usual Animan Whiskey?"

"Why yes, Hazel Fennec. The place looks better than I left it last." Draco answered

"That's only because I meticulously cleaned everything! Do you know how many months it took to get the ceiling cleaned for somebody my size? You did represent us

well in the Vytal festival this spring, I'll give you that, though." Hazel said as he poured the whiskey.

"I'm not only here for your drinks and good company, Hazel. I promise to keep your place cleaner, however."

"Good. But if your reason is concerning your missing father, you'll get nothing. I've told you everything I know and it's not like I've coaxed any leads out of my

customers."

"I was thinking of coaxing the leads out myself, thank you very much. You know anybody that might be keeping that kind of information?" said the armored man as

he sipped the whiskey.

"Well if it isn't Fennec's big friend and Hercules' little pet" said a deeper voice.

"Yep. That's me. You got a problem with that?" Draco asked as he turned around and saw many men in suits screened by suited women as well with a giant blonde

man at their head.

"I sure do!" said the man as he swung his fist at him.

Highly imprecise, thought Draco as he carelessly dodged the punch. He quickly punched back, instantly knocking his head back. He quickly grabbed his neck with his

spare arm and slammed him into the table, knocking him out. He quickly said to Hazel, "You might want to stay behind that table, friend" as he stood up from his

stool and finished his whiskey. The other gang members charged in. Draco swiftly ducked under a sword strike and swung his great sword Grimgutter at a low angle,

forcing a parry. The sword shattered from the strike's impact and he swung horizontally, sending his opponent flying. He then dropped his sword downward to parry

another attack, sliding his blade up as he pommeled the next man. Next, He dodged an aggressive mace swing and a knife swing by jumping back. He swiftly sprang

forward with a horizontal slash, knocking them to the side. Then, he swiftly noticed an agile yellow-suited woman jumping up from the crowd of charging gang

members, firing dual pistols. He effortlessly sliced all of the dust rounds and then gripped the cross guard of his sword and pulled the trigger on Grimgutter as several

rounds came from the sword's exposed barrel, forcing the nimble woman to dodge as several of her hapless comrades were struck with the dust rounds. A spearman

charged forward, but Draco jumped onto the spear, pommeling him as he landed. He grabbed the man's neck with his free arm and pulled him forward, jumping onto

his back as he did so. He knew exactly where that woman had jumped to. He jumped up from the spearman and jetted out his legs in a vicious kick towards the

woman. Dragon scales sprouted from his legs, increasing his strength tenfold. The impact sent her flying. More and more gang members charged Draco as he slashed

and stabbed viciously. He advanced with every blow, knocking back one foe after another. Then someone roared deeply, "Enough!"

The voice came from a powerful bull faunus. He was eight feet tall, towering even over the imposing Draco. Long, brown hair flowed down to his shoulders. The man

was extremely muscular and bore a great two handed-axe on his shoulders. One of his horns was sliced off and there was a scar across his left eye. He advanced forward, grasping his axe in both hands.

"Hello, Minos Barna. Apparently, my father didn't shut you up well enough."

"Boy, you will pay for your insolence. Now prepare to die."

Minos leapt towards him with explosive force, creating a crater in the ground with the impact of his axe. Draco leapt away and barely stonewalled the following strike.

Hazel shouted from behind the table, "You're paying for that crater, Draco!"

"I know." Draco grumbled.

He looked at his opponent as Minos advanced forward. He had never felt such power. He was a target in their sights. The only way to win this to truly feel invincible,

but how? He wondered, he jumped over Minos' next strike, crashing his blade into the axe. As he expected, the axe withstood the impact. He flipped over his

opponent, kicking him back as he landed. He was ready now. He just had one strike. He had to strike with all of his might and strike his opponent in the resulting

opening. His aura was quite depleted. He did not know if he still had enough aura to cut through the axe but there were no other options. He pulled the trigger on

Grimgutter, propelling himself with the recoil of the dust rounds. Minos responded with his own charge, raising his axe over his head as he prepared to strike. As the

axe moved downward, the Haven student sidestepped and swung up, with dragon bones sprouting across his arms, multiplying his strength. As the two weapons

crashed, the axe's shaft shattered with supreme force. Grimgutter's angle changed, crashing into Minos' shoulder, shattering Minos' shoulder along with his opponent's

aura. He quickly knocked Minos out with his pommel as the Mistral police arrested some of Minos' gang. A mop was tossed towards Draco and he caught it. Hazel

screamed angrily at him,

"You're helping me clean this mess right now!"

"I know, I know." Draco muttered as he was sweeping. Suddenly, he saw a note that read:

Draco,

Meet me outside this place in a week.

Anonymous.