The Bar
"What did you think you were doing?!" His mother screamed slapping him. "You could of been killed!!"
"No I couldn't've." He said, pulling the small golden hairs from his forearm. He looked up at her, then at his father. "But, I'm sorry."
His father looked down on him. The sudden grin that appeared on his face made Irionun slightly scared but also a little happy.
"What are we grinning about?" Irionun inquired slowly. His father looked at his mother, Irionun's eyes followed his fathers stare and he met his mothers eyes and his family started laughing and giggling.
Irionun backed up, only to be stopped by a warm sensation. He turned around to find the delicate outline of a dragon, glowing a orange-red colour. Irionun turned back around to his family. They had stopped laughing, his father walked over to his mother and they both stared at the thing. Almost immediately his father dipped his head to the dragon, showing his respect to the beast.
"Thank you, sir." Jonas could be heard. "Your spirit will forever keep our son safe. Not only are you sacred, you are the rare form, Fire Dragon."
The dragon dipped his head also. "Thank you for birthing a important part of life. I will treat him kindly, show him respect, and guide him to the right path."
The family and the beast bowed in unison and the dragon disappeared.
"What was that?" Irionun said slowly becoming less afraid.
"Your dragon raider." his father said bluntly. "Blimey boy, your getting stupid." He added grinning.
"You are now a man," said His mother Aryoyu.
Aryoyu was a small but beautiful woman of about 5' 5" and she was fit. Her arms were short, her skin almost a pure tan. Her hair was long and shimmering, down to her butt, a deep and dark blonde. She had quiet an attitude too, but her mothering instinct always came out, creating the best that she was.
Irionun looked first at his father, looking at the smile on his face.
"Get outta here, boy," his father said, ruffling his son's hair. "Go down to the Bulldog Cauldron, you need a drink." He finished laughing.
Irionun waited for a moment. "Oh, right," his father handed him about 500paukos ($1000 American) and sent him off. "Oh, and your curfew has been boosted from 8:00PM to 11:00pm." His father laughed and left the room.
Irionun enters the Bulldog Cauldron. The scent of beer and pizza fills the room. The room a radiant magenta. There were two sets of rooms. The senior rooms, which were 14+ and a minor room which 13 and younger were. The alcoholic drinks were not very alcoholic. They had about .0000001% of alcohol.
The drinks for the seniors were Beer of root, Dogtails, and Maribo. Beer of root had a kind of cream taste to it, dogtails made your sense of smell stronger, and Maribo was a liquid that tasted strongly of sour apple but tasted of watermelon.
The minor drinks were Mawhonic, a green kind of ugly drink that made you breath smell sweet but made your tongue taste bad (to other people), Hinsu a drink of love, you could share it or drink it with one for another. and Gliza, nothing special about that except that it tasted like beer.
"I'll take a Gliza." Irionun said pulling out three paukos and extending them to the barkeeper.
"It's free, Irion." said Josh, Jonas' right-hand man and also the barkeeper. His hair was silver and combed back and he had a hooked nose that kind of bent over.
"Oh, thanks." He sighed taking a big gulp from it.
A sudden punch in the back made Irionun turn around to see the ugly sneering face of Magite Pendometre. "Hey queer." he sneered.
"What do you want?" Irionun turned around back to his Gliza.
Magite hit him and pushed him violently, sending him from his stool. Irionun gathered himself and stood up.
"Don't do that." he said, returning to his stool.
"Or what?" he said, his two goons emerging behind him, all three of them pushed him, his chest slamming into the counter.
Irionun stood up and walked outside, and they followed. "Why?" he said sarcastically. "Why?"
Irionun withdrew the switchblade from his boot, threw his orb into the air and cut it in half, the process beginning again. His feet were heavy now. His fists were iron, and again he felt invincible.
Magite ran at him, and Irionun cracked him across the jaw, leaving a huge red mark and blood falling from his lip and chin and he fell like a rock. His goons charge, and Irionun cracked them both across the nosebrow.
He cracked his knuckles and his armour disappeared and he walked back inside alone.
"Wow, Irionun, you reeeeeeally laid those guys out!" Josh shouted refilling his Gliza and giving him another glassful. "Cheers!"
Irionun tipped his glass to Josh as he did the same and they both chugged their Gliza.
Suddenly, a huge rumble came from outside. A thump and thump kept getting closer, and Irionun's eyes bigger and bigger...
"What did you think you were doing?!" His mother screamed slapping him. "You could of been killed!!"
"No I couldn't've." He said, pulling the small golden hairs from his forearm. He looked up at her, then at his father. "But, I'm sorry."
His father looked down on him. The sudden grin that appeared on his face made Irionun slightly scared but also a little happy.
"What are we grinning about?" Irionun inquired slowly. His father looked at his mother, Irionun's eyes followed his fathers stare and he met his mothers eyes and his family started laughing and giggling.
Irionun backed up, only to be stopped by a warm sensation. He turned around to find the delicate outline of a dragon, glowing a orange-red colour. Irionun turned back around to his family. They had stopped laughing, his father walked over to his mother and they both stared at the thing. Almost immediately his father dipped his head to the dragon, showing his respect to the beast.
"Thank you, sir." Jonas could be heard. "Your spirit will forever keep our son safe. Not only are you sacred, you are the rare form, Fire Dragon."
The dragon dipped his head also. "Thank you for birthing a important part of life. I will treat him kindly, show him respect, and guide him to the right path."
The family and the beast bowed in unison and the dragon disappeared.
"What was that?" Irionun said slowly becoming less afraid.
"Your dragon raider." his father said bluntly. "Blimey boy, your getting stupid." He added grinning.
"You are now a man," said His mother Aryoyu.
Aryoyu was a small but beautiful woman of about 5' 5" and she was fit. Her arms were short, her skin almost a pure tan. Her hair was long and shimmering, down to her butt, a deep and dark blonde. She had quiet an attitude too, but her mothering instinct always came out, creating the best that she was.
Irionun looked first at his father, looking at the smile on his face.
"Get outta here, boy," his father said, ruffling his son's hair. "Go down to the Bulldog Cauldron, you need a drink." He finished laughing.
Irionun waited for a moment. "Oh, right," his father handed him about 500paukos ($1000 American) and sent him off. "Oh, and your curfew has been boosted from 8:00PM to 11:00pm." His father laughed and left the room.
Irionun enters the Bulldog Cauldron. The scent of beer and pizza fills the room. The room a radiant magenta. There were two sets of rooms. The senior rooms, which were 14+ and a minor room which 13 and younger were. The alcoholic drinks were not very alcoholic. They had about .0000001% of alcohol.
The drinks for the seniors were Beer of root, Dogtails, and Maribo. Beer of root had a kind of cream taste to it, dogtails made your sense of smell stronger, and Maribo was a liquid that tasted strongly of sour apple but tasted of watermelon.
The minor drinks were Mawhonic, a green kind of ugly drink that made you breath smell sweet but made your tongue taste bad (to other people), Hinsu a drink of love, you could share it or drink it with one for another. and Gliza, nothing special about that except that it tasted like beer.
"I'll take a Gliza." Irionun said pulling out three paukos and extending them to the barkeeper.
"It's free, Irion." said Josh, Jonas' right-hand man and also the barkeeper. His hair was silver and combed back and he had a hooked nose that kind of bent over.
"Oh, thanks." He sighed taking a big gulp from it.
A sudden punch in the back made Irionun turn around to see the ugly sneering face of Magite Pendometre. "Hey queer." he sneered.
"What do you want?" Irionun turned around back to his Gliza.
Magite hit him and pushed him violently, sending him from his stool. Irionun gathered himself and stood up.
"Don't do that." he said, returning to his stool.
"Or what?" he said, his two goons emerging behind him, all three of them pushed him, his chest slamming into the counter.
Irionun stood up and walked outside, and they followed. "Why?" he said sarcastically. "Why?"
Irionun withdrew the switchblade from his boot, threw his orb into the air and cut it in half, the process beginning again. His feet were heavy now. His fists were iron, and again he felt invincible.
Magite ran at him, and Irionun cracked him across the jaw, leaving a huge red mark and blood falling from his lip and chin and he fell like a rock. His goons charge, and Irionun cracked them both across the nosebrow.
He cracked his knuckles and his armour disappeared and he walked back inside alone.
"Wow, Irionun, you reeeeeeally laid those guys out!" Josh shouted refilling his Gliza and giving him another glassful. "Cheers!"
Irionun tipped his glass to Josh as he did the same and they both chugged their Gliza.
Suddenly, a huge rumble came from outside. A thump and thump kept getting closer, and Irionun's eyes bigger and bigger...