DreamLand
A/N: I have set up this chapter up as Sir Jecra and Sir Arthur fighting against the Boss of Green Greens and a few others. I really am not going to describe how they look mainly because we all know what they look like and if not there is a thing called 'Google'. Also, I am hoping to update another chapter soon after this one because it is really fun writing this story even thought it is only two chapters in at this point.
Also I don't think I made it very clear in the first chapter about the whole 'pain' thing and Aster Energy. So basically the creator can only be hurt if the DRL is hurt, the only time this does not apply is if they are engaged in a Spar. And Aster Energy can be used as attack energy in the event that Aster Fusion isn't used. It also sustains the DRL's form and will return to their dormant form in the event that the creator is unable to sustain a stable Aster Energy Level.
ANYWAYS, there is 3 other rules I have established that has a 50/50 chance of being used in this chapter. Rule One: If the challenger loses in battle or duel while on a quest the winner can take their DRL away and claim them as their own. Rule Two: If the challenger wins in Battle while on a quest the loser can Duel with them in order to reclaim their DRL and take the winner's DRL as well. Rule Three: If a third party is to intervene in either situations they automatically lose they DRL to the winner of the Battle/Duel. So technically the winner can win up to 2 DRLs in one Battle/Duel as long as it is on a quest. If it is on a journey to the end then these rules are invalid and if they where to go against these rules then all parties involved will lose their DRLs to the GameMaster.
In the event that there is more than one party intervening then the Battle will automatically turn into a 'Tournament' and the winner of the Tournament can have up to how many DRLs were participating ( min/max- 2 to 5). XD
Chapter Two: Whispy Woods
Butterflies are a common sight in Greens Greens along with a few gales of wind. It is particularly strong today as Sir Arthur had to bent forward in oder to keep both feet on the ground. Sir Jerca faired such better as he isn't born to be a light weight and had a such easier time advancing. It is only when his DRL stepped in front of them did he stop and gaze at the giant metallic being with confusion. In less time than a blink an explosion met the armor of the giant as it stood stalk still; consequently, Sir Jecra doubled-over from the pain resonating from their link. The explosion was obviously caused by a bond as another went sailing though the wind. This time it was Sir Arthur who deflected the bond as he used his DRL to slice it in half before it hit his friend's DRL again.
" Can you still fight?" questioned Sir Arthur as he helped his friend to stand upright again. With a grunt Sir Jecra nodded his head and cursed at his unawareness of sabotage, voicing his find to Sir Arthur." Someone must have used 'Sabotage' on this place, its probably… a bandit". Sir Arthur agreed as he surveyed the area, looking for anything that could have launched to the surprise attack." ENEMY SPOTTED" came from Masher before the DRL launched its flail into the distant brushes. There is a wail of pain before a creature half the size of Sir Jecra jumps out of the bush. It was a Poppy Bros, Sr.
In its hands are three bombs as it simply smiles at them before throwing all three of the explosives in their direction. Sir Arthur is about to attack when Masher steps in front of him, using its flail to block the explosions. Consequently, it caused Sir Jecra to bit his lip to keep from shouting profanity. Sometimes his DRL would do things against his command to protect him and his friend which is nice if if wasn't for the link that caused Sir Jecra pain in doing so. He loved the giant metal warrior as a dear friend of his and could understand that it simply was doing what it is dreamt to do. " Let us handle this Sir Arthur, if it what's challenge us then leave it to me" spoke Sir Jecra as he pushed his pain aside. Sir Arthur just stared at his friend before taking to the sidelines.
DUEL!
Sir Jecra and Masher vs. Poppy Bros, Sr.
The first one to make a move after the Duel has commenced is Masher as it swung its flail at the bomb thrower with tremendous power. The DRL's attack is dodged as the Poppy Bro, Sr. dances out of the way then proceeds to throw another bomb. The explosive meets the empty air as Masher quickly steps to side and lets it sail passed it. Sir Jecra could only watch as calling out commands is like giving a heads-up to the enemy; plus, the Duel rules don't allow him to fight with his DRL. Luckily he couldn't be harmed by the explosives as he was engulfed in flames caused by the bombs.
Masher didn't like how the bomb thrower intentionally threw its bombs at its creator even though it knew Sir Jecra will be unharmed. Its visor flashes red as it yanks its arm to free its flail from the crater it created. The Poppy Bros, Sr. saw its chance to attack while the deadly weapon is stuck in ground. It jumped on the shoulder of Masher and sets off a few dozen bonds right in front of its black visor. The force of the explosions sends the giant DRL tumbling backwards, nearly crushing Sir Arthur as its back meet the ground.
Because of the DRL's cylinder-shaped body it had difficult standing up but soon it turned into a fortunate position to steam roll its opponent. Using its feet to move itself forward, Masher came at the Poppy Bros, Sr. like a raging bull. The rolling of something so big rocked the ground as Sir Jecra had to spread his feet to keep his balance. Even though his DRL looked all bronze and not brains it can tell when it can turn its misfortunate into a powerful and unpredictable attack. The dark green cape it wore, similar to Sir Jecra's, didn't hinder its speed as it rolled over the bomb thrower. In the mist of defeat the Poppy Bros, Sr. set itself to self-destruct the moment Masher rolls over it. The scene was a kin to a rocket taking off towards the sky as Sir Jecra's DRL is sent skyward.
The pain came thought the shared link was like a bullet to the knee as Sir Jecra crashing to the ground on his knees. Not only does a Duel cause harm to the creator physically but also energy wise as certain attacks can take up a lot of Aster Energy. So when Masher came back down ,with a deafening crash and a large crater to cushion its fall, Sir Jecra couldn't move a muscle. But he could still smile and laugh as he had won.
Game Point!
Sir Jecra and Masher is Victor!
After seeing his friend fall flat on his stomach, Sir Arthur rushed to his side to make sure he is okay. Meanwhile, the giant DRL began to glow before dissolving into bright particles of light, leaving behind an antique gold embellished emerald locket. Its chain glimmered in the sun's rays before a white gloved hand picks it up from the dirt it laid upon." Masher will need a three days rest at best to repair the damage done" spoke Sir Arthur as he hands the locket over to Sir Jecra who put it around his neck. " Seems like you will have to fight for me until we get to the forest" said Sir Jecra as he pulled the small golden star out from his breast plate. He held it for a few seconds as the star pulsed in his hands, sending waves of power throughout his system.
"OKAAAAY!"
The power of the WarpStar is akin to experiencing a power boost and a sugar rush at the same time causing Sir Jerca's pain to fade as quickly as they appeared. Sir Arthur only shakes his head as he lets go of his friend who marched forward as if his Duel happened ten weeks ago." It's a shame the same can't be done for Masher but then again that won't be fair according to the rules" spoke the golden knight as he followed after Sir Jecra. Suddenly, as strong gale catches the two travelers unawares; as a result, they are swept away in the wind with yelps of surprise along with a few butterflies drifting along with them.
When the twirling and spinning finally stopped both warriors fell flat on their backs as they took a second to collect their thoughts. " Ya know, I never knew the forest would draw us in like that" spoke Sir Jecra as he sat up, checking his neck to make sure his locket didn't fly of." Well that makes our journey less complicated yet it's strange that we haven't encountered anything except for a Poppy Bros, Sr." said Sir Arthur as he sat up and noticed that they were blown into a different part of Green Greens." I wouldn't speak to soon- LOOK!" Sir Jecra explained as he pointed east to a band of approaching Waddle dees led by a Waddle Doo.
Waddle Dees are considered as not a threat because they only wander around aimlessly. But in large groups they can cause trouble and with a plasma shooting Waddle Doo as the leader would make things head south fast." Let's avoid them for now and save our energy for bigger fish to fry" said Sir Jecra as he quickly grabbed Sir Arthur's cape and ran in the opposite direction. Sir Arthur couldn't disagree with Sir Jecra's statement but that didn't mean he agreed to being dragged for several meters. It is only when the dust settled that Sir Jecra released his friend and came to rest against a tree." Phew, I think I was better off fighting than running" said Sir Jecra as he swipes his brow free of sweat and takes in long breaths.
" I think it's safe to say that we are closer to the middle than the end thanks to your brash actions" said Sir Arthur as he stood to check his cape for any rips or tears. The cape was actually quite dear to him as it was the prize after a grand quest he and Me- his student went on and it served him well. The mystery of the cape is that it takes on the color of the wearer and give them the able to teleport. The downside is that it takes a lot of Aster Energy to teleport so Sir Arthur refrains from using it in case of dire situations. The upside of it is that teleportation isn't its only feature as it can make the golden knight sprout angelic emerald wings which allows him flight. There is also an attack he can use with his DRL in his Star Warrior form.
" I didn't rip it, did I?" asked Sir Jecra as he watches his friend check himself over." No, it's in perfect condition though I suggest you don't pull a stunt like that again" scolds Sir Arthur as he not only saw Sir Jecra as a good friend but as a second son to him." Yes Dad" joked Sir Jecra as he got up, having fully recovered from his mad dash deeper into the forest. As soon as they both were on their feet the two warriors began to walk inward to the forest center.
" I have the strangest feeling that we have been walking in a circle this whole time" said Sir Jecra as he could have sworn they passed the same pine tree three times already." That is just the way this forest is designed, rumor has it that even the trees can move from one place to another without anyone taking notice" spoke Sir Arthur. To be frank the golden knight agreed with Sir Jecra as not too long ago they encountered many of the same enemies. From harmless Waddle Dees and Twizzies to Grizzos and Poppy Bros. Jrs., all of which came in wave after wave. They are luckily to get breaks in between because the sheer number of enemies can tire anyone out and is that very same reason why the forest is difficult to transverse.
" We should have marked the trees we already passed so we wouldn't have gotten lost" reasoned Sir Jecra as he continued to walk with Sir Arthur now walking beside him." Doesn't mean we can't start now" said the golden knight his he unsheathe his sword to use a marker. Walking up to a nearby knocked-over tree, Sir Arthur studied its features for a moment before carving an 'X' into its bark. Thankfully, for them, the tree is dead so they didn't have to worry about mother nature coming to hunt them down." So every couple of trees you will mark them. Then maybe we might actually get out of this place" said Sir Jecra as studied the fallen tree also before turning his attention to the path ahead.
It took until sunset for Sir Arthur to call it quits for today and setup camp for tonight. The campfire was an easy task when one of the two has a weapon that can create fire upon will. It also served as an ax to cut away at fallen trees to make said campfire. Meanwhile, Sir Jecra had taken it upon himself to go look for food; mainly berries, nuts, and edible-looking fruit.
His trek through the forest set his senses on high alert as he would have to fend off anything by himself without the help of his DRL. He was actually lucky that he didn't depend on his DRL too such as he could be just as powerful without his fighting companion unlike others he had come to know. Even though he told himself not to think of that day during the times of the outbreak he couldn't tear his mind away from it.
The hollering of death, corpses laying everywhere he looked. The tears of his friend as he cradled his son who was being torn apart from the inside out by the night terrors he had every day. At the time they had been experimenting with Soul Fusion to see if it was possible to use it against Demon Beasts. The only one of them that could achieve such a thing was Sir Arthur's son because his DRL was made entirely of darkness and therefore had a more likely chance of success. Plus, he was the only child within the GSA period to have a DRL so early in life with monstrous amounts of Aster Energy.
The results were disastrous as they had created the ultimate Demon Beast in the process of trying to stop them from spreading. It went on a rampage for days and it was only when his friend's son ran out of Aster Energy did he separate from his DRL. Even then he seemed different, more quick to anger and violence than his once more docile self. It was at night that the child seemed to regain most of himself thanks to his DRL holding on to what little it can salvage. In fact, Sir Jecra believed it wasn't their fault that they couldn't control what they turned into. It was something or better yet a monstrosity far more powerful than will only can overcome.
It saddened him greatly that Sir Arthur could do nothing as he literally watched his own son be engulfed by the gruesome thing he gave permission to create. Even in such dire times Sir Arthur's son tried to make his father proud and stayed strong until the very end. An end that came too soon for anyone's liking. On that dreadful all involved lost the one thing that they could be proud to say was their greatest friend and son. He had lost the battle to the darkness they created and intern Sir Arthur had no choice but to kill his son.
Fortune or not, Sir Arthur never got the chance as he couldn't kill his own fresh and blood. No one held anything against him as they all shared the exact same feeling. It was because of a higher power that they could not intervene and stop the scene from playing out. So, Sir Arthur purposely lost and was thankfully spared his life and his DRL because he was given a second chance to fulfill what the GameMaster wanted. Still, Sir Jecra knew that his friend wouldn't harm a hair on his boy and that he could only hope once again that Sir Arthur's son had came back to his senses. Or at least put out of his misery.
" No, don't think like that" spoke Sir Jecra to himself as he shook his head to get rid of his last thought. The kid was like a son to him as well and such thinking would mean he had no hope even after three years since it happened.
Now out of his daydreaming, Sir Jecra realized that he had stopped in a familiar clearing. Raising an eyebrow the lavender warrior wondered if it was the same clearing he and Sir Arthur crashed in. The though was quickly dashed his he spotted a few apple tress around the edge of the clearing that was not in his memory." Well looks like it's my lucky day" spoke Sir Jecra to no one in particular as he makes his way over to the ripe-looking fruit.
Just when he is about to pluck an apple the leaves attached to the branches above shake loose and land on his head. He thinking nothing of it as his stomach begins to growl and takes up an arm full of apples, stuffing one in his mouth to calm his aching stomach. The apple Sir Jecra had in his mouth is nothing but a core of its former self by the time he reaches the campsite. Sir Arthur looks up from the flames of the campfire to see what his friend carried in his arms. Beside him is a humanoid-looking being who is comprised entirely out of golden flames with icy emerald eyes. The being had been with them ever since they were kids since it is Sir Arthur's DRL. In fact it's the only DRL Sir Jecra knows so far that can still fight while in their dormant form. Which it mainly conceals itself in Sir Arthur's scabbard.
" Good to see you up and about Galaxia" said Sir Jecra as he handed the being and Sir Arthur an apple. It wasn't everyday that the lavender warrior sees the weapon out of its dormant form and he is glad to have its company every once and awhile. Plus, ever since the war it had minimized all contact with others except for him and Sir Arthur. It was very close friend to Sir Arthur's son and an even closer friend to his DRL. When he finally snapped the sword had unwillingly spilt his blood against its creator as they battled. Til this day the golden weapon would rub itself arms absent-mindedly, trying to wipe off the crimson liquid.
The remained of the night is silent with the exception of chirping crickets and the crackling of the campfire. Even the stars on midnight seems especially bright to provided nature's nightlight when the flames died down.
The day was as perfect as it can be. Nothing was out-of-place and nothing was disturbing the peace. Anything that can breathe just sat back and relaxed in the sun without a care in the world. Not even rain could spoil such a perfect day.
" Hey uncle, what are you doing?"
The question came from a every young looking spherical boy as he gazed down at closed eyelids. The surrounding area was shaded by a plant windmill accompanied by a few colorful flowers. The one who had been asked the question opened one eye in a display of dark brown. It gazed up at the child with a mild look before closing again.
" Relaxing, you should try it"
The child frowned slightly at the response as he shifted to sit next to the one laying in the shade who was his uncle. He didn't gullying understand why his uncle wanted to relax when he could be sparring with him. Then again he didn't want to be yelled t if he took the others mask again. So he just sat there for what seemed like forever tom him.
" Can we train now?"
Came the boy's next question as he poked his uncle's side with his paw, frown still firmly in place. He could stubborn and determined to get his uncle to train him. And he'd be darned if he couldn't train at all today.
" No"
" Why not? "
" Because I said so"
Well that was the fastest conversation he ever had in his life. But he didn't give up and at that point he persisted in poking his uncle's side. He even went as far as to poke his face and when that didn't work he took drastic measures. With a swift swipe the boy was up and running away with a metal mask clutched tightly in his little paws.
The uncle of the boy slowly rose to his feet and rudder his eyes clear of the haze of relaxation. Then proceeded to comb his fingers through his messy spiked blonde hair. After a few stretches and a a deep inhale the grown male went to chase after his nephew.
" GET BACK HERE WITH MY MASK YOU TWERP!"
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When the boy finally ran out of breath he plopped his rump on the cool grass. He gazed up at the slowly moving clouds, feeling as he was the one moving instead of the white vapor. Soon he could hear the sound of slowly approaching footsteps while he laid on his back breathing heavy. If he didn't control his breathing he was sure he would have an asthma attack.
" Calm down before you make it worse"
The voice came from his shadow as it piled itself away from him. It was a scary when he first saw it a couple of weeks ago but now he was used to it hiding out in his shadow and using it to get around. It also was sort of his advisor through life when his uncle and or his father was busy on missions. So he followed his DRL's advice and took in deep breaths to calm his racing heart. That made him feel a lot better.
" Why do you always have to get into some type of mischief when your father is away?"
HIs DRL would always question his actions and is actually its way of scolding him without being too mean. He was still a kid after all and being quick to turn ugly could probably send his creator into shock. Plus, he was his best friend even though the child didn't understand that his DRL was apart of him. But that could wait until he was ready or figured it out on his own, either way the DRL will be there for him.
" Because I'm bored and Uncle own't train me"
The boy's DRL had an unreadable expression on its face before smiling with an equally unknown glint in its eye. Sometimes the boy didn't know what goes on in the head of his DRL and sometimes he wouldn't care as long as it involved having fun with him. But before he could ask a question he was interrupted by his uncle who stood at his head looking down at him.
" Who said I wasn't going to train you?"
"No one"
" Exactly, now get up and have your weapon drawn and this time your DRL can't fight "
The boy immediately hopped to his feet and spun to face his uncle with excitement glowing on his golden eyes. He handed the mask back before he drew out his wooden sword and began to train. The only reason why he was allowed to train at such a young age was because he was 'special' as said by his Uncle and Father. He only understood the part about training the most and being able to fight along side his father in the near future. Part of his training was also using Aster Fusion in different ways and seeing how it affected him. So far he had attempted Star Fusion but he kept passing out each time he and his DRL fused together.
All of the grown-ups thought it was because of his DRL being a dark type already. But his DRL was a good guy, how can it be 'dark'? Such its name was Nightmare but that was because he was a nightmare and couldn't think of any other way to describe it. Plus, it sounded cool like his Uncle's DRL Masher and his Father's which was Galaxia. He even had this strange ability to 'pull' DRLs with his mind but it made his head hurt too much to use it continuously or else he would black out again. Some of the people his father travels with call him a DRL magnet and lots of other things his uncle said were 'inappropriate'. It also would made his father make a funny faces.
" Promise me you won't let those mean names get to you"
The boy's father once said to him as his Uncle swiped his weapon sideways. He parred the attack with relative ease as he his small size didn't put him at a disadvantage. Using his violet foot the child kicked it out in front of him to nail his uncle in the abdomen. A grunt came from the adult before he separated from his opponent, the kick having winded him somewhat. But in the end he knew who was going to win because it always happened whenever they trained.
Game Point! Beyond is Victor!
It made the boy nearly bust a gut in laughter as he saw the look of awe in his uncle's unmasked face, having it knocked off when they were sparring. The rules were too confusing to get at first as a spar usually required his DRL to fight with him. But at awhile he realized, with the help of Nightmare, that they weren't sparing but fencing which was so close to sparing he could hardy tell the difference. That is, until he noticed that his uncle wasn't hitting him like he usually did, it was more like a poke. Then the realization really dawned upon the boy when he had thought back to a few minutes before. His uncle was simply getting his revenge.
After it all processed in his mind the boy could only smile as he had turned the tables on his uncle by using his weakness against him which was his tall height against a small opponent. It took several good hits to the stomach and one good aim to his uncle's sword arm to send him to the down disarmed. And he liked the way it sounded in his head when he won because he could now imagine himself fighting along side his father when the time comes.
"Geez, are you trying to send me to my grave young?"
His uncle was truly surprised how hard his nephew could kick and knew that he would have bruises. Also it showed that the boy was strong without the aid of his DRL and getting stronger and smarter with each truing session. He didn't even say they were actually sparing yet his nephew turning it into fencing without even noticing he learned an extremely valuable and powerful fighting technique. He just simply thought of it as a revenge when he was literally changing the game in his favor. Another reason why many warriors of the GSA called him 'special' and many more dark forces wanted his unique abilities. That's why he was tasked with training his nephew and protecting I'm at the same time.
Though it pained him to think about what would happen when he got older because when he reached a certain age he would have to choose what path he wishes to follow- good or bad. But as for right now he was happy knowing his nephew who is also the son of Sir Arthur has a good peaceful life in Green Greens.
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He was a seven-year-old boy living happily with his mother, father, and uncle. His life was picture perfect until it all came crashing down. The boy's father was in tears as he held his son close to his heart. His breathing was shallow as his golden eyes began glazed over, unable to see his father clearly. Cold sweat dipped down the side of his chubby navy-blue face with flushed red cheeks. He felt like he was walking on the surface of the sun on a hot summer day and at the same time down in the arctic tundras of the oceans he had only heard fairytales about. What was happening to him?
" Don't worry, I'm here Beyond. Just keep listening to the sound of my voice"
" N… Nightmare?"
His throat hurt a lot even as he only whispered one word. His DRL sounded panicked and afraid as if something really bad had happened. It also sounded a little angry, did he do something wrong? Why was it so mad? He hates it when his friends are mad because it makes him think it was his fault. His father, on the other hand, froze as he stared down at his son. Did he just speak? Is he still alive?
" Beyond, if you can hear me,… please say something…"
The boy's father couldn't stop the quivering in his voice as he feared that his son's voice was his imagination. Yet he hoped that somehow his DRL had kept him alive since it could access his son's mind. He loosened his hold ever so slightly as he willed himself to stop crying over his son. No way was he going to let his own flesh and blood see him cry over him, much less be worried that he had made his father sad.
" F…fa…ther"
That was all Sir Arthur needed before hugging his son even tighter before someone else separated them. In his impaired vision the boy could just make out the outline of his uncle who looked a little beaten and shaken up.
" Promise me you will never let them do that to him again"
His uncle's words were directed at his father who nodded slowly and stood with his son in his arms. His round form blocked most of the scene around the boy, trying to make sure he didn't see the mess he had caused when he had no control over himself. Though the one thing he could see a lot of was the color red. Seriously, what happened?
" Promise me… You won't let the Demon Beast free again"
The boy's father nodded his again as he stared to drift to sleep. Whatever he did took a lot of energy out of him. But as he fell into unconsciousness he felt like he needed to make a promise to not only his father but everyone as well. It was a promise he didn't fully understand himself yet he felt it needed to be said for his and his DRL's sake.
" I promise I won't lose myself to the dark"
A/N: So I decided to save the fight against Whispy Woods for the next chapter. And that this chapter was inspired by the song called Promises (Skrillex Remix) and a load of other songs like Monster, Living On The Edge, and Can't Be Saved. Plus, a few dub step songs that helped me create the fight scenes and a few melodic ones that helped me visualize the calm moments and the flashbacks that Sir Jecra has. This chapter was also inspired by a few scenes from Attack on Titian and Generator Rex if you are familiar with either animated series you can clearly see bits and pieces of similarity.
P to the S: I think I will continue to make adjustments to this story as I go along because I have received a review saying that the rules were a little confusing. Mainly it because I saw them as pictures or animations in my mind, sometimes its better explained visually in a picture than words. But please bare with me, Im still working out the kinks.