A/N: Hello! Time for the world to realize they've been obsessing over Dragonoids…and realize that MUST mean that they were wrong about them.
Chapter Twenty-Five: Wait…We're putting our lives in the hands of Dragonoids!?
Jay sprinted over to where the statue used to be, rain pelting him as he skidded to a halt. The others showed up shortly after him, frowns crossing their faces. Sensei's outfit was a white gi with gold trimming, while Lloyd wore a green gi with gold trimming. Pixal was wearing a silver and purple gi as she slipped a hand into Zane's hand. A news reporter that was still on scene noticed them and hurried on over.
"Oh good! You're here! This is really distressful honestly…your statue was only unveiled earlier today…wait. Aren't there supposed to be five of you? Not eight?" She froze as she realized that there were more of them than usual.
"We're clearly dealing with someone with a similar IQ to a Dragonoids which means we need all hands on deck for once." Jay nodded to the three new heroes, knowing better than to give away the fact that this was new to them. "Say hello to Mentor…Techno…and I bet you can't guess who Greenie is."
Lloyd grumbled something about being named after his favorite color, but honestly they got last minute names. Pixal sniffed the air, her nose wrinkling in disgust. "Is that rotten food I smell?"
Jay rolled his eyes skyward as he turned to face her. "I bathed this morning I'll have you know. Besides that, we rarely get rotten food out at the yard."
Nya shook her head as she squeezed past her. "No…Techno's right. There's a faint rotten food scent floating in the air. And it's not you Foudre. It's new… and not right. Can anyone smell anything else?"
Everyone sniffed the air nervously, particularly as they realized that they were being filmed live. Cole narrowed his eyes as something caught his attention. "Am I the only one that can smell the vice-principal? Who, if memory serves correctly was not at work today…and the scent is fresh."
Zane frowned as he sniffed the air carefully. "Honua is correct. There is a frsh scent from today of the vice-principal."
"Wait…do you all have really good sense of smell or something…cause that sounds like something that dogs would pick up on…not humans." The news reporter innocently asked.
All eight of them immediately acted offended. "Human!? Don't be so ridiculous! We're Dragonoids, miss!" With that said, they quickly left the scene, climbing onto their respective mechanical dragons.
"Wait…what!?" Jay sniggered upon seeing her flabbergasted face.
"Come on guys! The scent goes this way!" Nya hollered as she followed her nose.
…..
Cole shifted slightly, before asking the question that was on Jay's mind. "Wouldn't our knowing that the vice principal wasn't at work today make them realize that we have to be students at the school?"
Kai winced, before aiming his dragon to land behind an expensive hotel. "Too late now…"
Lloyd frowned as he looked at the hotel, his nose twitching. "Why does the trail lead here? Don't villains like abandoned warehouses or something?"
Sensei frowned as he gently stroked his beard. "We need to keep on our toes. We don't know what we're dealing with yet."
Nods of confirmation rippled through the group, before they walked into the hotel, heads held high. They were on a mission…
~Back with the Ancients ~
"Right…so it is decided then? We need to move all of our people far away from human populations." One of the elderly Dragonoids announced as he crossed his arms confidently.
A protest escaped the woman from before that had defended the group of orphans. "You are asking us to uproot hundreds of families! We can't do that! If we can find the One…"
"Misako! Stop with the One already! Look, you need to get your head out of the dusty scrolls. Obviously our ancestors were making that whole thing up to give future generations hope…"
Misako lunged to her feet, anger flaring in her eyes. "Are you calling my ancestors liars? The very ones who wrote the prophesy in the first place?"
The man shifted uneasily, glancing over at the rest of the Ancients, all of whom looked away. He turned to face Misako again, opening his mouth to speak only for another man, who was standing in the shadows, clearly not a member of the Ancients, to speak up. "You do realize that we have only ever talked about the part of the prophesy that mentions the One…nothing else. If you ever study the prophesy then you would realize that it is describing today…particularly the situation with a certain group of orphans. And I have talked with my old friend Lou. His son has run away from home. Funny how the prophesy mentions a group of four orphans, one that was adopted in infancy and a runaway that joins the group will be the ones to find the one who will change the mindset of the humans…interesting how we have always said that the One will change things for the better for us, but we seem to think he will do so using violence and yet… you don't change ones minds with violence. You change it by proving them wrong." Stepping back into the shadows, he spoke again, his voice laced with amusement. "Just something that I thought you might find interesting."
The Ancient that was leading the meeting glared at the unexpected voice of reason. Turning to face Misako, his face hardened. "Misako…control your husband in the future."
"I would…but I agree with him. I am sorry. We've been so busy with these meetings that we have dumped our son on Wu. I think we should go give him a visit and pick our son up." Standing up, she walked off, touching her husband on the arm as she left the room, a silent signal to follow her. "Also, I hope you can keep the Ancients on your side without me." She tossed back casually as she left the room for good.
The leader of the Guardians scoffed as he turned to face the others. "Well then! Now that she's gone we can get back to busine…. Where do you think you're going!?" Alarm shot through him as he realized that all of the Dragonoids present were all following Misako out of the room.
Turning to face him, one of the others arched an eyebrow upwards. "You do realize that the Master family has always held the position of Top Ancient before you and you just chased the only member of the Master family away? No one will follow after that mistake." The door slammed shut, leaving the Dragonoid alone in the council room.
"I've made a terrible mistake…"
A/N: Done! Ok…next chapter we will be dealing with the final battle and hopefully we can also get a couple more things in it making it the last chapter…if not. Second to last chapter. Thank you for reading!
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