The Modern Times – 16 NE

3,000 years after the Magna Draconis chronicles. The modern era takes place... In the year ten thousand, the government decided to call it the new era. So, the numbers reverted to zero the dates are no longer AT but NE. Times have changed as this era is modernized with technology and magic has become scarce. It is very much a different world from when Aaron, Beau and Iolene walked the planet.

Artha Penn Born: 0 NE

The desert looked hot as the sun scolded the land. Where am I? Artha asked. He could not feel anything, it must have been another dream or a nightmare. No one answered his question as he kept shouting hoping someone would reply. He felt lost as it felt like he was wandering the desert forever. The dream ended as Artha woke up in the hospital bed. It is cold, dark and dull. It was quiet as the moon of Drakkus and Abandon are high up in the sky.

Parm found them in Squires End as Aaron quickly got moved to the hospital. Beau remains hidden with Cyrano in Down-City where he first hid after the attack. It is all they can do for now... Artha needs to heal after when his father's stable burnt down. He looked at himself for the scope of the damage. He did not realise how bad it was when it was happening. He felt pain but that was it… The left side of his body was red and blistered. His left cheek all the way down to his left hand. Artha scratches his cheek as his face itched uncontrollably. Relieved that this meant his burns have begun to heal. But he knew full well he was not to look the same way again.

Artha looks down to his right as he sees his ten-year-old brother sleeping. Lance clenched Arthas's hand as he slept. The poor boy was tired and exhausted. Artha gently stroked his brother's long orange hair. Artha tried his hardest not to cry. First their mother... Now their father as much of how it was awkward between them. He needed his father, he needed him now more than ever. Artha had never felt so lonely... But he repeated to himself that he must be strong for his brother. I must remain strong... I must...

Born in the new established era Artha was born soon after Beau's birth. Raised in a loving family Artha learned early that family is important. However, after the death of his mother, everything changed. His father Connor began to prioritize Beau and the dragons over his sons. Artha eventually lost the playful personality he once was. Becoming serious and angry at the world. But mainly becoming jealous of Beau, because Connor spent more time with him than his sons. His father spoke of the prophecy uttered thousands of years past. Connor's obsession worsened as the years flew by. Draining as he became the parental figure Connor began to lack. Artha became Lance's source of comfort and love, and they became inseparable. Where Artha his brother is close behind. This led to Artha being creative and playing video games. He used to play every now and then. He used it to escape his home life and communication with his friends mainly Parmon.

He has physical strength that no can explain how he got it. He can run as fast as Beau and leap high into the air. Having dreams of adventures or nightmares of horrific situations. Having no idea what this means Artha keeps it secret except to is best friend Parmon.

Beaucephalus Born: 0 NE

The dragon lifted his head as he sees the boy in the window. The boy looked down at him emotionless. Beau chirped happily. The boy closed the curtain with a small motion. Vanishing once again…

Beau's smile disappeared and looked at the ground. Scratching and making markings. Connor tells Beau to stop.

"Why do you look sad today boy?" As Connor scratches his cheek. Only Artha knows my soft spot… Underneath the chin…. Beau sighs as he turns away from Connor.

The gold dragon of legend he was called in history. No pressure… Born before Artha he lived a privileged life. Being able to live with his parents Cephyss and Orion.

Intelligent and sweet he loves to play amongst the other dragons. Learning early that he excels in running and jumping. Making his siblings jealous. Which led up to him playing alone… Connor preferred that way as it bought less attention to him.

At the Age of sixteen, Connor tried to manifest his bonemark to no avail. Which gave Connor the only choice but to let riders of the highest honour and order to try. Which begins the events of the story.

Lance Penn Born:6 NE

"I'm hungry…" Lance says quickly as he wished he can have a draconiyum bar.

"We only have this for now…" As Artha hands him a bowl of chicken instant noodle soup. Followed by an old orange that can still be eaten.

Lance sighs as he scoffs down the meal. However, he notices that Artha hasn't eaten anything at all… Artha went to the bank earlier to sort out the details of their father's accounts. Lance asks about the bank. He did not fully understand what Artha was doing but he was curious. Artha look reprehensive but Lance insisted. They are in this together… Artha and Fracshun are all he has left.

"The bank…" Artha sighs as he puts the bowl and rubbish away. "Father's body was not found… So no death certificate and I am underage. I cannot access the account until I am twenty-one."

"What do we do then?" Lance asked. He had no idea what to think… His father is gone. Their home is in ruins. Fracshun and Beau need to eat. Lance didn't even want to think about their father's body. Shaking away the thought trying his hardest not to cry. He will save it when he sleeps…

"Race," Artha replies plainly. Dragons are expensive and we need to stay at a place that is safer than this hovel. Lance looks around as Down City is a bleak and dull place. But it is all Artha could get at the last second. "And when I win. You can have all the draconiyum bars and waffles you can eat!" Artha smiles at his younger brother giving him a comforting rub of his hair.

Lance is the younger brother of Artha. Born six years after Artha he is much younger. Barely remembering Fira, Lance clings to his older brother. Artha introduced him to vid games at a young age so Artha can do homework. Unbeknownst to Artha, Connor treated Lance with more fatherly kindness than his older brother. Wondering if it's because Artha looks much like Fira.

Cheeky and happy-go-lucky, Lance gets into trouble often as Artha helps get him out of it. Artha is always being overprotective of him, much to his annoyance. But he loves his brother fiercely and knows he is trying.

Kitt Wonn Born: 0 NE

"Stable boy… What are you doing?" Kitt asks as she walks over to Artha and the group. He smiles sheepishly at her, the last time they met it was an awkward situation. Beau magging her high into the air as she fell. Falling flat onto Artha, causing him to fall backwards. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment as Kitt looks into Artha's unique golden eyes.

Artha gets up as he dusts himself off. He couldn't help but admire her bright green eyes. "I was practising…" He tries to say confidently.

Kitt tilts her head curiously. "That is not a way to do it…" She then mags high up in the air on her dragon Wyldfyre. Floating she smiles as she twirls upside down.

Artha rolls his eyes. "Impressive!" Folding his arms as he tries to hide his hurt ego.

"Come on!" She shouts as Wyldfyr easily keeps her there. Beau and Artha glance at each other and Beau copies Wyldfyrs movements. "There we go!" Kitt says encouragingly. Artha keeps afloat and laughs as he flips himself upside down. Beau's mag beam held him steady. Feeling more confident every second.

An orphan girl living in Down-City lives alone and one day dreams of becoming a dragon doctor. However, it is a dream she fears that she cannot achieve. Being poor, she is always a step behind everyone else. But it never slowed her down, trying her hardest to become the best at everything she can do.

One day at the age of six she fell down a pipe that led deep down to the ancient city of Loan. Lost and scared, the only thing she could do was try to make her way back up. When she comes across a large, feathered rock, she takes it with her as it is beautiful. Kitt then places the large rock in her bed and sleeps with it every night. Quickly becoming her source of warmth and comfort.

At age ten she meets Wyldfyr an abandoned dragon pup. Together they become a teen sensation on the street racing circuit. Always proving herself, she sometimes gives off a cocky disposition which can turn people against her. But she never minded as she has always lived life mostly alone.

Parmon Sean Born: 9,999 AT

"AAAAAAAA!" Parmon screams as a large spider walks out of the cracks. Falling backwards he tries to scurry away. Artha laughs as he grabs the spider and releases it from the stable.

"You okay?" Artha asks as he helps Parmon up.

"I'm okay…' Parmon pouts.

Parmon quickly gives a call to his mother and father telling them that he is okay. He hasn't seen them for over a day. But he is always texting and messaging that he is alive. They have given Artha support by giving them a hundred dracles. It's not much but Artha is very grateful.

Parents: Mort Sean,

Born and raised in the city of New Demir. He moved to Dragon City at the age of ten. He is a smart and awkward young boy who became a target for bullies. He hated moving to Dragon City. Until a young black-haired boy helped him to stand up to the bullies. Artha, once a part of the bully group, helps Parmon. When Artha witnesses the bullying. Defending him they became best friends ever since.

Intelligent, he loves inventing, coding and gaming. Along with Artha, they one day hope to become game developers. Those plans came to a stop when Artha's home was attacked. Trying all he can to help his best friend in his biggest need.

Fast-talking and anxious he always tries to plan everything ahead even though he can be blinded to what is in front of him.

Word Paynn Born: 9,968

Word looks down at the elite-class racers from his glass-encased tower. He was once the best of them, since retiring to create a massive gear Empire. Smiling as he sees an elite racer using one of his gears.

"Ah… The mag shooter…" Word having a large smile. As the racer reveals a round elaborate black and purple-looking contraption on his dragon's chest. The opposing racer gets blasted with mag energy so hard it blasts the dragon's leg off. Causing them to fall and slip off the edge of the road.

"And another one dies…" As Words smile grows ear to ear. They had no chance of surviving that fall. Word only gave it to the winning racer to test it out. But it looks successful. However, the other competitors and gear cooperates will not approve. But he did not care… He wanted to win and that is all that mattered.

One of the wealthiest men in the world as he is the CEO of Paynn Incorporated. Word Paynn is a cooperate giant that only cares for wealth, power and influence. Rival to Connor Penn he seeks to take over the world and let the dragons rule. Selfish and calculating it is all he ever wanted in life. Using all his means to accomplish his goal at the expense of everyone else.

Moordryd Paynn Born: 0 NE

"The dragon of legend…" Moordryd whispers while looking down at an old historic tome. The prophecy of the Dragon Booster and Beau. Picturing a majestic gold dragon and his rider the Dragon Booster. The Dragon Booster lights a way in the darkness as he rides Beau. Moordryd punches it, but the book is so heavy and laden it doesn't even make a mark.

His father tells him the story repeatedly. But time and time again their plans are foiled by them. Maybe his father is not destined to rule the world. He felt sick and tired of his father's nonsense. It is going nowhere… Armageddon promised Moordryd more than what his father could ever give him.

Moordryd looks down at his amulet and gauntlet. Once belonging to Armageddon's right-hand man. The Shadow Booster he was called. Armour was created in the old ways. Magical draconium… Moordryd clenching onto the amulet enough that it cuts into his fingers and hand. Blood begins to drip as he does not feel anything.

Parents: Zulay Paynn, Word Paynn

Moordryd was born into one of the wealthiest families in Dragon City. He was raised in high society and is privileged. Raised by a dragon nanny he did not have many experiences with other young children except Cain.

Desperate for his father's attention he works and does dangerous tasks. His father believing that he is a disappointment only treats him as a lackey. Becoming rebellious and dangerous he strives for greatness. He does not care how much it will cost.

Cain Mayon Born: 9,999 AT

Cain opens the book with Moordryd. "The prophecy of the Dragon Booster and Beau? Written by Mali Piccolo?" He says to Moordryd. "What is this?"

"A tome that was written thousands of years ago... My father is obsessed with it." Moordryd says simply. "Connor Penn managed to breed a gold dragon back into existence. It is our job to steal him."

"My father is not going to approve of this..." Cain says nervously. His father once worked for Word and thought they were friends. However, they had a massive falling out.

Parents: Abyll Mayon, Nisha Mayon

The only child of Abyll and Nisha, he lived an average life. Becoming best friends with Moordryd at a young age. He is submissive as he always does the bids of others. Scared of his own shadow, he tries his hardest to look tough. But everyone knows his favourite hobby is cooking especially making desserts.

Connor Penn Born: 9,969 AT

"Beau... Why do you not choose me? I have to be the chosen one, for war is coming... Why does your bonemark never appear for me? You are my joy. My life's work... Yet I feel jilted. I love you like a son, even though you are a dragon. Just why? Give me answers! Please!"

Beau remains silent as he looks at Connor. The man is unaware that Beau knows his chosen one. But Connor will not give up. The dragon is his life's work, it is all he had after Fira's passing. Connor paced up and down the temple hall as Beau remained quiet. Thinking back to the time in the priesthood when he was younger... He had promised to bring back the dragon of legend and the dragon booster. Only one-half succeeded. But who would be the Dragon Booster if not him?

The father of Artha and Lance. Raised in the priesthood from age ten, he was taught the old histories. He becomes obsessed with it, like his best friend of the time Word Paynn. But their paths differed as Word wanted the world and to rule it. Connor wanted to prevent it.

Meeting and marrying a young woman named Fira. They had two boys Artha and Lance. However, after Fira's death, he had a dream of death and destruction. Becoming obsessed with the prophecy even more estranging his sons.

Disappearing on the night of the stable attack. His body never recovered remains a mystery as to what happened to him.

Fira Acosta Born:9,969 AT

Fira races through the streets of Mid-City. The wind flows through her short hair, and she loves to ride fast. Speeding past everyone on her red dragon Vulcan. It is the first time she has seen Dragon City. A unique place that built upwards instead of expanding outwards. She knew the history of this place. The Old City of Loan rests underneath the seemingly endless layers and streets of this monstrosity of a place.

Vulcan roars happily as he leaps into the air. As Fira stretches her arms out as she felt like flying.

Born in the ruins of Vulkania. Fira is raised as a priestess with her younger sister Vesta. However, she never loved the priestess's life. Wanting to live an average life and raise a family. Meeting Connor during a race and they fell in love. After two years of dating, she realises that Connor wanted the life she wanted. They married, eventually having two children Artha and Lance.

However, her life was cut short when she passed away from cancer.

Vesta Acosta Born:9,976

"He better be worth it..." Vesta says as she takes a long sip of wine. Fira smiles as she looks dreamily at her engagement ring. Vesta rolls her eyes as she sees her older sister giggle. Vesta felt secondhand embarrassment as her sister acted like a little girl. "I am happy for you" Vesta finally saying the words. She will miss her sister terribly, for she has made her choice. Fira will be married and eventually have children. Fira hugs Vesta lovingly as she then kisses her on the forehead.

"I will miss you, my little sister..." Fira whispers. Vesta then slowly wakes up on her bed with a pillow soaked with tears. Today is the day of Fira's funeral.

Vesta Acosta a red priestess who resides in the volcano in the ruins of Vulkania. She is a powerful woman who has a gift for fire magic. Along with her older sister Fira, she is an orphan who was brought into the temple. She loves her home fiercely as she wanted to remain in the priesthood. But with permission, she was allowed to attend the wedding and little celebrations of the Penn family.

She did not like Conner Penn with having different opinions on philosophy and life. Their relationship is a rocky one, as Vesta believed Connor is obsessed with the prophecy of the Dragon Booster returning. She returns to Dragon City as she heard the news of Connor Penn's disappearance. Becoming a guardian to the recent orphans of Lance and Artha. Sharp, witty and can be sometimes cold. She learns to love her nephews as she teaches them the ways of priesthood with Mortis. Quickly learning that her nephew Artha has gifts that need to be kept under control.