"Impossible is a word that can only be found in the dictionary of fools"
(Napoleon Bonaparte)
Roll, Jump, Jump, TRIPLE COMBO !
Do you see a scene in which Batman is fighting ... a golem?
ICE BOOMERANG! FRONT KICK! BADD FALL !
Wait a minute, what's going on here? Am I wrong about multiverse ...? * type ** type more ** insert sound from your computer's search result * AHHHH No, don't wait a moment, we'll be back I have to fix something
* Player 3 * ON
Both Batman and the Golem stopped for a moment upon hearing this but did not give it importance but meanwhile in the shadows a celestial alien was making some changes
Alien X (A / N): * hiding behind some rocks * Let's give it a little boost
Without warning the golem was filled with a blinding light that made Batman disoriented so that he hit a tail throwing him it is shown that the Golem turned into a dragon of stone and energy in the Fulmini style but draconic as such. golem looked at himself more then shrugged and resumed the attack on Batman who had barely risen more now with the power up of the ex-golem Batman lost quickly by catching him off guard. Launching a final blow at Batman, the stone dragon charged Batman with a bolt of energy and ...
GAME OVER
?: NOOOOOOO !
Now we are seeing a small dining room in which a boy was disappointed by the defeat of him who yelled at the top of his lungs which made the others look at him strange but not for long since they were used to the weirdness of him.
? 2: Come on don't be so bitter Prince, I'm a professional ! - he said in an egocentric tone
Yup, the one who was throwing a tantrum as a 3-year-old was Prince as an adult and 21 years old ...
Prince: But how could you beat me! I create the mind game, I am the creator, nobody can beat me! And you had to cheat, I haven't even invented those Flame power-ups!
The red dragon in front of him brought his front legs back swinging with his tail in a very human gesture, maybe too much ...
Flame: First, because being the creator doesn't mean they can't beat you. Second, I don't know. I just felt like some kind of energy other than my element; inside of me and poof!
A / N: JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJ
Prince: Did you hear that?
Flame frowned
Flame: Yes, weird.
They were silent for a while until a black dragon sat next to them waking them up from their trance.
Cynder: Hi Guys!
Flame / Prince: Hi Cynder!
Cynder now that almost a year and a half had passed since Malefor's defeat had hit two or three growth spurts and was currently bigger than Prince by about 50cm (which was quite a bit since Prince currently stands at almost 2m for his powers). and abilities) Several horns had come out and his figure had grown a lot to the point of being similar to his dark form, just good ... not dark and no holes in the wings with his emerald blue pupils clearly glowing ..
Cynder: Awww, you are a romantic!
A / N: But what? When did you break the fourth wall?
Cynder: That's not important now ... (* wraps his tail around A / N's leg in a seductive tone *)
A / N: Wait if I'm an alternate version of Prince and what I have planned for the fic ... * pales * Oh no ...
Ehhhhh anyway better I keep reading the script ... Practically at this time Cynder was almost an adult but she was still a teenager, the bracelets that she had before were not glimpsed (I * Later explained * I) and with an athletic form for training practices.
Cynder: And what do they do? - I ask
Flame: Playing with the Mental Battle - replied
Cynder: The game that Prince invented?
Prince: Yes exactly but in some way that I don't know he cheated and used a power-up that doesn't even exist yet!
Flame: Stop being such a sore loser Prince!
Prince: Grrrrrrrrr.
Cynder: Ya Prince Stop being so bitter!
Prince turned to Cynder with a "really?" Face. Cynder simply ignored him and finishing the plate of food that he had brought said
Cynder: Well what I came to -he took out a handkerchief from where and wiped his mouth- Cyrila wants to see you in the training field
Prince just hit his head against his head and grunted in frustration, I think living with dragons so much is not doing him any good ...
Flame: Another workout? I thought today was a day off.
Cynder: This workout is for Prince only; it is a "special" training
Prince cocked his head looking at Cynder with a look of desolation.
Prince: What do you mean "special"?
Cynder just shrugged (which looks very strange on a dragon) and looked around the dining room.
Cynder: I don't know, go and ask Cyrila
Prince: What a collaborator, huh?
Cynder just shrugged again, Prince with a frown got up from the table and said goodbye to both of them when he was at the door of the dining room he turned to see Flame and Cynder from afar winked at him. The area where she was resting Flame's tail froze and a breeze destabilized Flame who fell to the ground noisily.
Flame: PRINCEEE ! CYNDEEEER !
Cynder got up from there and left with uncontrollable laughter along with Prince who was waiting for her at the door they both left in different directions leaving a humiliated Flame alone in the dining room
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We are in the garden of the temple, enlarging the camera showing Prince who had just come running to it where some dragons were practicing and there was also some other adult dragon supervising. But we will focus on our protagonist who met an ice blue dragon with a purple belly and ice blue eyes that when she saw Prince arrive she brought out a friendly smile and waved raising a leg
Cyrila: Prince here!
Prince when noticing he went to Cyrila also greeting him with a smile reaching her.
Prince: Hi Cyrila! What is it that you were calling me for?
Cyrila's expression calmly adapted to a more serious expression but still with a friendly glint in her eyes.
Cyrila: Well, as probably Cynder will have informed you, you are coming to do training.
Prince huffed and Cyrila shook his head in amusement, Prince at this only rolled his eyes and spoke again
Cyrila: Come on don't be bitter!
Prince snorted with a "you too?" Face. Cyrila just shrugged
Cyrila: Just kidding ..
Prince: I already know Cyrila, it's just like Cynder said "special" ..
Cyrila: We are going to train with your dragon form-she said directly
Prince nodded gravely, he had developed his dragon form in the final battle against Malefora, when a convex beam struck him when he was mentally attacking Malefora. He was dead for about 3 minutes to return in dragon form and resume his attack both physically and mentally. Since then he had only used that form from time to time when the situation required it since he could transform and de-transform when he wanted to or was very tired.
Cyrila: I know it's annoying when you transform ...
Prince raised a hand indicating for her to drop the subject, letting her know that he was going to do so.
Taking a few steps back, he took a deep breath and concentrated, searching his mind for that space from which he drew his magic and his dragon form.
Soon; Prince was enveloped in a purple aura and his body began to deform, his face lengthened, a tail began to emerge from his lower back and his body began to fill with scales; Prince felt that a lot of needles itched all over his body but in the situations that he had transformed he had learned to put the pain aside. With a rather disgusting sound tear, the wings came out of Prince's body, the membrane of these beginning to form, his nails lengthened and changed color, his thumbs retracted behind his hand, his legs deformed in a strange way and then it was all over.
Now in the place where Prince was there was a white dragon about 7 meters tall reaching the smaller size of an adult dragon with claws blacker than the shadows with sparkles like stars here and there. The white dragon let out a grunt of pain, opening its eyes moving a blue pupil still retaining its human eye features. The dragon raised its head and spoke
Prince (dragon): And? How do I look? -He said but he took a claw to his throat- Wow, my voice sounds much more serious like this
Cyrila was stunned for a few seconds by the transformation of Prince that had caught the attention of others in the camp, more quickly she regained her composure and asked
Cyrila: Didn't you have a voice before?
Prince looked at him strangely
Prince (dragon): What? no! - I point out - Simply the few times that I have used this form I have not needed to speak, so I have never used my voice is all
Cyrila: Ahh good. Then I'm going to show you your fighting partner.
Prince (dragon): What? I thought you were going to fight me
Cyrila: No, no. I'm not in the mood for that today
Prince (dragon): It won't be for something else? - questioning question
Cyrila frowned
Cyrila: I told you to say what I think you are going to say and you wish that Malefora has finished her work with you
Prince trying to calm things down gave him his front claws as a sign that he would calm down by opening his eyes in exaggeration Cyrila seemed to be content with that as he moved and spoke again
Cyrila: Well Prince, let me introduce you to Feedback-she said pointing behind him
Prince turned around to find a blue-bellied yellow dragon, her spiral horns decorated upward on her head, she had an earring in her left ear, her tail blade was sickle-shaped with some scratches from use. It indicated to him that she had participated in the dark war (I * So will I call her when I mention it ok? * I) her electric blue eyes watched him feigning disinterest when in fact they showed a deep curiosity and something else that Prince could not read.
Feedback: So is this who you want me to train with? He doesn't seem very human to me.
Prince laughed lightly and introduced himself
Prince (dragon): It's my dragon form. My pleasure I am Prince. I'm so handsome that I got so much attention? -He said taking a sign from everyone who was around looking at those who at the mention tried to go back to their things but still looking at what was happening out of the corner of their eye
Feedback: Hahaha - he extended a fist to Prince who received it normally- Good that and answering your question you are handsome enough to sleep with me.
Prince laughed at the comment, he had gotten used to the dragons' louder vocabulary since the entire draconic society was so much more lassive.
(* Readers: 7w7 *)
And how did he manage to go out on the street? Let's say he tried to avoid the alleys because of uncomfortable situations he happened to him once and he did not want to repeat it.
Looking at Feedback he winked.
Prince (dragon): Tell me where and when and I'll think about it - He let out a smile
All the dragons when they saw his face in such a provocative way blushed and began to bleed from the nose with unhealthy thoughts, even Cyrila who was looking at the scene had blushed
Meanwhile in the streets of Warfang ...
Cynder / ?: Why do I feel like I want to fuck someone specific right now?
Back with our leading brand ...
Prince looked puzzled when he saw Feedback in front of him with a trickle of blood coming from his nose.
Prince (dragon): Hey what's wrong?
Feedback reacted quickly and wiped his nose
Feedback: It is nothing better let's start with the training
Prince nodded preparing his battle position.
This was going to be long.
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Prince threw himself tired in his human form to his nest that he called a room, some crystal lamps warmly illuminated the room, there were several shelves with different personal items and "photographs" showing that he shared the adapted room. There was an open door in which you could see a bath that were actually hot springs to which they had a connection to the cave.
Prince just sighed tired trying to fall asleep
WOWEEKKKK!
The door clicked in a noisy attempt to pass silently into the room Prince did not turn the door closed and a new weight moved the bed. Prince even without raising his head muttered:
Prince: And Cynder?
?: She will spend the night with his parents, his sister has a new boyfriend.
Prince: Mhhmm
A tail wrapped around his torso and turned him in front of a purple dragon with a yellow belly with purple eyes on his tail he had unlike the other dragons not a blade but a space of a yellow spear
Prince: What do you want Spyra? - he said reluctantly
Spyra: Come on don't be so bitter Prince.
Prince: You gotta be fucking with me
Prince leaned his head against Spyra's chest at which he asked.
Spyra: What happened?
Prince with few spirits explained simply what happened
Prince: In a few words they have called me that all day, if that was not enough, Cyrila put me to practice with my dragon form against another -Spyra only made a sound of displeasure the memories I had of battles with Prince's dragon form were not pleasant - At first it was easy but then four other dragons of different elements and war veterans joined in and they will not give me rest only until now I can rest next week I will have to be beaten the same.
Spyra: * sighs * Yes, I suppose it was a difficult day but it was better than other days, right?
Prince let out a little laugh
Prince: Yes I suppose it was fun to make fun of Cyrila for her shame of her relationship with Volteera she looked very funny all red with her ice flakes; Of course the joke is over when she threw an ice pick at me to shut me up.
Spyra: If it has been a good day for me too thank you. she said sarcastically
Prince: Yes sorry for dropping my shit on you and that I can't even imagine how bad yours was if it rained this afternoon.
Spyra: I accept your apology, you still know that I care about you.
"You don't know how much" she thought to herself.
Prince: Well then drop the dirty water
Spyra just sighed glad that she hadn't noticed the moment that she was lost in her blue eyes.
Spyra: Well things started pretty normal at breakfast before Terradora called me ...
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Well first chapter out! It took me a while to modify the names to their female version and much more that Ben 10 was seeing the original version again. (That nostalgia ?) And finishing some cycles that I had pending in other accounts from the next chapter I will open the quota for oc's That they want as I described Feedback (I realize that I was very aware of Ben 10 now but no way ¯ \ _ (ツ) _ / ¯) is the basic way that I want their characters to describe if they want to put sexuality in it, no Problem my friend but Prince is going to flirt anyway.