Black Gates

Prologue: The Shunned

Arc-tan was a Ra'zan. He used to be part of a tribe, now shunned by it. His curiosity cost him his family, friends, and his home. Oh how he cursed the Elders and how he hated the chieftain. He let the hatred in him boil at the memory and flicked his tail at anything within his range. He felt something land on his shoulder and turned his head to see his minor dragon Fanta resting on his shoulders. Arc-tan smiled and relaxed slightly, but the anger in his body was still boiling. Suddenly he heard a loud rustling sound and took his frost spear from his back and held it up. Fanta flew down and hid Arc-tan's bag. Arc-tan heard another rustling from his left and turned to find another Ra'zan standing there with its soul reaper ready. Then another Ra'zan bolted from the cover of the brush and rushed Arc-tan. Arc-tan quickly turned and aimed the frost spear at the oncoming Ra'zan and it ran straight into the frost spear skewering it and freezing it at the same time. The other Ra'zan took the opportunity to strike and leaped from the bushes, with the Soul reaper raised. Arc-tan quickly swung the frost spear so that it arced and slashed the other Ra'zan in the chest. It grunted and fell backwards landing hard onto the floor. Arc-tan grabbed its soul reaper and threw it into the underbrush. Then he put his foot onto the Ra'zan stuck on his spear and pulled back the spear causing the dead Ra'zan to drop onto the floor. Then he pointed the tip of his spear at the remaining Ra'zan and stabbed it in the neck. Arc-tan pulled the blade of the spear away and wiped it clean with a cloth used to repair the frost spear if any damaged has been caused. Arc-tan then clipped it back to his back armor and bent down to the dead Ra'zan and examined its armor.

Hmmm… The emperors foul work. Veteran commander Fav-loto.

Why would they try and kill us? We weren't in the vicinity of the tribe village.

I think the emperor wants my head on a spear and brought to him. You know how traditions are. Kill the persecuted to avoid any more problems.

I think the emperor is retarded.

Arc-tan laughed and continued on with his journey. He kept walking and through the forest and opened the bag to let Fanta out. His dragon flew out and sat on his shoulders to look for anything useful that he can use to make weapons of any sort. Fanta is a teal minor dragon and is a special case. There are two possible powers that each color can use and minor dragons only have one power, however Fanta has two powers. He has the mind of en inventor and is capable to use weapons, on his scale, and engage in battle. When he was hatched he quickly bonded with Arc-tan who became his best friend, now his only friend. Arc-tan was also a special case, for instead of being born with the usual warrior's touch, he was born with the mind of an inventor. This caused much disturbance amongst the Ra'zan tribe and caused him to be shunned by most of the people. However he had managed to make some friends, and his family tried to change him into being a warrior. However they tried, he never really got the hang of being a great warrior. Oh he did learn how to fight, and he was excellent at fighting, but he only fought when he was asked to or when he needed to defend himself. He didn't fight for the fun of it, but rather fought when he needed to. This caused his parents worries and they went to seek the aid of one of the Elders Far-Feyla. Far-Feyla tried to change the young Ra'zan, but he never fought for real. He would never attack except when he was attacked first and he would spend most of his time in his room creating things. The elders and the chieftain called a meeting and decided to 'cast out' the young Ra'zan and kill anyone who opposed. Naturally the orders were taken and his parents and friends were slained. The Arc-tan put up a hard fight, but broke off and sprinted off the tribal grounds. It's been about a 13 yeas since he was born now and Arc-tan was considered fully grown. He still was furious at his tribe, for they had never really been nice to him and always gossiped about how unperfect he was. He swore that he would kill the chieftain and gain control of the tribe casting out the Elder and sending her to another village. He sighed, for that was just wishful thinking. He knew the chieftain was almost 20 years older than him, more experienced, higher morals and stronger than him as well. He sighed as he continued hiking in the forest. All of a sudden the trees ended and he came across a large a plain. He scanned the plains and saw that it was almost empty. Arc tan looked at Fanta who looked around. Then Fanta dived into Arc-tan's bag and came out holding three throwing stars and a bandana on his head. Arc-tan laughed at the getup and checked to see if his armor was still intact and the force shield he invented was strapped to his wrist. He put two fingers onto a button and pushed down. There was a shimmer of energy and an outline of a circle surrounded the button just as Fanta threw the stars at the Arc-tan. He quickly lifted the shield and deflected all three stars at the same time. He picked up the stars and tucked them away into his bag, deactivating the force shield at the same time. Fanta then went to perch onto Arc-tans shoulder and went back to scouting again. Then they headed out onto the plains unaware that they were being watch from high above.