Shadow and I leaped to the top of the Tauros base, watching Bit and Leena
chase each other, screaming at the top of their lungs. "Give me back my
doughnut!" CRASH. Bit slammed into the wall and stretched out, full length,
on the floor.
{He'd better wake up; else we won't be ready for the Royal Cup.} Liger commented. Shadow agreed. (Quiet you two.) We moved to the center area. Bit staggered in, Leena was munching on her doughnut, Brad was being his stoic self, Doc was playing with his models, and Jamie was fretting about no one listening to his strategies.
{So what's the plan for the royal cup, Dragon?} I dropped down into the air vents and slithered until I was behind the wall and staring through a grating into the room. (Listen through the link.)
"Oh my poor Raynos, what have I done to you! Ahh!" Wonderful. Now Doc was hysterical. Jamie stood up. "As we all know, the Royal Cup is a large tournament between legitimate teams. The Backdraft has entered one, with one zoid, called the Berserk Fury."
I heard Liger and Shadow's fear. [He must have lost to the core virus.] Shadow worried. (Yeah.) "Oh, Liger and I can beat them any day." Bit bragged. I grinned. (With my help.)
I turned to leave, but my foot slammed into the side of the shaft. I cursed silently. "What was that!?" Jamie stuck his head into the vent and shrieked. "There's someone in here!"
Perfect. I slid down the passage with Bit slithering after me. (Shadow, Liger, they've seen me. Get ready.) {Roger.} [Yessir.] "Come back here!" Bit yelled.
I hauled myself up onto the roof and swung onto Shadow's back. Shadow cocked his eye at Bit before leaping over the edge of the roof. We fell, and landed.
Weeoo! Weeooo! Sirens shrieked and lights crossed the evening. The Shadowfox and Gunsniper ran out of the hangar. Bit sprinted down the stairs and slid to a stop.
The boy and black dinosaur stood at ease, surrounded by Leena and Brad. "Who are you?" Leena interrogated. The boy looked at her with amethyst eyes, amusement evident in them. He didn't answer.
Bit stepped into the circle, and glared at the boy. He looked about the same age as himself, but who could tell? Brad stepped forward and quickly grabbed the boy's arms and pinned them. The boy did nothing, just glanced at the black dinosaur beside him.
"Well, Shadow. Reckon I should get out, let you do it, or wait for Liger?" The dinosaur's sky blue eyes glinted in the light. He opened his mouth, revealing long fangs, and made a roaring sound. "Hmm. Guess you're right."
The boy flexed his arms, muscle swelling underneath Brad's fingers. They all stared as the boy freed himself with a quick jerk, moving effortlessly. The eyes glanced at Leena. "To answer your question, let's just say I'm an old settler in these parts."
He laughed, swung onto the black thing's smooth back, and took off into the night skies. The silence was broken by Doc. "Guys? I'm hungry." *everyone falls over anime-style. *
We set down in front of Astarael's cave. Shadowrage bounded down from the rocks, skidding to a stop in front of us. *Hi. * "Hey." [Hello.] *Astarael's coming. She just had to deal with a battalion of Rev Raptors. *
Astarael slipped down from the rocks, her face breaking into a smile of delight. "Raven!" She threw herself off the rocks, landing in my arms. I kissed her soundly before setting her down.
"Are you going to be in the Royal Cup?" We were sitting out on the rocks, watching the stars come out. She laughed and shook her head. "Nah, the competition would be too weak. Except for you." I smiled, lying back with my girlfriend in my arms. I hadn't forgotten how she and I had defeated Van, Hiltz, Reese, and all the others.
And what I would never forget was how she had been given second life. She yawned and I looked down at her. The emerald eyes glinted in the starlight. "Tired?" She nodded. I leaned back against the rocks and dropped off into sleep.
/Mist curling, wrapping around me. The dragons soar across the moons, an alien landscape. Grass waves, mountains move, a star shines. The star glints red, a beacon.
Apollyon soars downward, coming to a graceful halt in front of me. He smiles, joyful, now that he has been returned to the Realm of the Flame. I look to the west, and see Astarael's grinning face.
I look to the east. The grasses are a strange, unearthly shade of indigo. The moons glow a faint black, dimly shining. The sky. Colors shift across it, never staying the same. Green, yellow, orange, red, all of them, and some that I have no name for.
Shadow walks by me, Liger also. I look up, and I remember. You will live, little two-legs. For someone must cross between worlds, speak our languages. You and your partners, for as long as you shall live. Listen, little two-legs, for the key to the Realm.
Oh tongue, give sound to joy and sing, Of hope and promise on dragonwing.
Black, blacker, blackest, And cold beyond all frozen things, Where is between when there is naught, To life but fragile dragon wings?
A fleck of red in the cold night sky, A drop of blood to guide them by, Turn, turn, turn away, be gone, The Red Star guides the travelers on.
Oh tongue, give sound to joy and sing, Of hope and promise on dragonwing./
{He'd better wake up; else we won't be ready for the Royal Cup.} Liger commented. Shadow agreed. (Quiet you two.) We moved to the center area. Bit staggered in, Leena was munching on her doughnut, Brad was being his stoic self, Doc was playing with his models, and Jamie was fretting about no one listening to his strategies.
{So what's the plan for the royal cup, Dragon?} I dropped down into the air vents and slithered until I was behind the wall and staring through a grating into the room. (Listen through the link.)
"Oh my poor Raynos, what have I done to you! Ahh!" Wonderful. Now Doc was hysterical. Jamie stood up. "As we all know, the Royal Cup is a large tournament between legitimate teams. The Backdraft has entered one, with one zoid, called the Berserk Fury."
I heard Liger and Shadow's fear. [He must have lost to the core virus.] Shadow worried. (Yeah.) "Oh, Liger and I can beat them any day." Bit bragged. I grinned. (With my help.)
I turned to leave, but my foot slammed into the side of the shaft. I cursed silently. "What was that!?" Jamie stuck his head into the vent and shrieked. "There's someone in here!"
Perfect. I slid down the passage with Bit slithering after me. (Shadow, Liger, they've seen me. Get ready.) {Roger.} [Yessir.] "Come back here!" Bit yelled.
I hauled myself up onto the roof and swung onto Shadow's back. Shadow cocked his eye at Bit before leaping over the edge of the roof. We fell, and landed.
Weeoo! Weeooo! Sirens shrieked and lights crossed the evening. The Shadowfox and Gunsniper ran out of the hangar. Bit sprinted down the stairs and slid to a stop.
The boy and black dinosaur stood at ease, surrounded by Leena and Brad. "Who are you?" Leena interrogated. The boy looked at her with amethyst eyes, amusement evident in them. He didn't answer.
Bit stepped into the circle, and glared at the boy. He looked about the same age as himself, but who could tell? Brad stepped forward and quickly grabbed the boy's arms and pinned them. The boy did nothing, just glanced at the black dinosaur beside him.
"Well, Shadow. Reckon I should get out, let you do it, or wait for Liger?" The dinosaur's sky blue eyes glinted in the light. He opened his mouth, revealing long fangs, and made a roaring sound. "Hmm. Guess you're right."
The boy flexed his arms, muscle swelling underneath Brad's fingers. They all stared as the boy freed himself with a quick jerk, moving effortlessly. The eyes glanced at Leena. "To answer your question, let's just say I'm an old settler in these parts."
He laughed, swung onto the black thing's smooth back, and took off into the night skies. The silence was broken by Doc. "Guys? I'm hungry." *everyone falls over anime-style. *
We set down in front of Astarael's cave. Shadowrage bounded down from the rocks, skidding to a stop in front of us. *Hi. * "Hey." [Hello.] *Astarael's coming. She just had to deal with a battalion of Rev Raptors. *
Astarael slipped down from the rocks, her face breaking into a smile of delight. "Raven!" She threw herself off the rocks, landing in my arms. I kissed her soundly before setting her down.
"Are you going to be in the Royal Cup?" We were sitting out on the rocks, watching the stars come out. She laughed and shook her head. "Nah, the competition would be too weak. Except for you." I smiled, lying back with my girlfriend in my arms. I hadn't forgotten how she and I had defeated Van, Hiltz, Reese, and all the others.
And what I would never forget was how she had been given second life. She yawned and I looked down at her. The emerald eyes glinted in the starlight. "Tired?" She nodded. I leaned back against the rocks and dropped off into sleep.
/Mist curling, wrapping around me. The dragons soar across the moons, an alien landscape. Grass waves, mountains move, a star shines. The star glints red, a beacon.
Apollyon soars downward, coming to a graceful halt in front of me. He smiles, joyful, now that he has been returned to the Realm of the Flame. I look to the west, and see Astarael's grinning face.
I look to the east. The grasses are a strange, unearthly shade of indigo. The moons glow a faint black, dimly shining. The sky. Colors shift across it, never staying the same. Green, yellow, orange, red, all of them, and some that I have no name for.
Shadow walks by me, Liger also. I look up, and I remember. You will live, little two-legs. For someone must cross between worlds, speak our languages. You and your partners, for as long as you shall live. Listen, little two-legs, for the key to the Realm.
Oh tongue, give sound to joy and sing, Of hope and promise on dragonwing.
Black, blacker, blackest, And cold beyond all frozen things, Where is between when there is naught, To life but fragile dragon wings?
A fleck of red in the cold night sky, A drop of blood to guide them by, Turn, turn, turn away, be gone, The Red Star guides the travelers on.
Oh tongue, give sound to joy and sing, Of hope and promise on dragonwing./