Dragonia

By Dixxy

Chapter Two: From a Dragon's Point of View

(Lucky)

The more I thought about it, the more I realized how stupid it was of me to just fly into the human's house without an invitation. This wasn't Dragonia, after all, and I was learning that in this world peanut brittle and an open window was NOT an invitation to come inside someone's house like it was in my own world. In fact, the two humans I saw didn't seem very pleased with it at all.

Nice one, Lucky, now you're in even MORE trouble than you were before you dolt! Those humans are going to kill you for breaking into their home! I thought to myself. Now you'll NEVER find out what happened to Melody and if she's in danger she won't ever get a chance to be rescued!

My name is Lucky, and I'm a dragon. I'd lived just about my entire life without ever leaving Dragonia, so the world I was in was even more strange and unusual then you might think. And as I was flying through the house trying to save my own life, I was on a mission.

Melody, my girlfriend, had vanished under very mysterious circumstances one day after we'd gone to watch some unicorns. When we'd heard a strange and sudden noise, the two of us turned on our tails and fled. After I left the forest, I found that she wasn't behind me and I was suddenly very scared and worried. So, after a day of flying through the woods and calling for her, I decided that there was only one thing left to do.

I had to find my Dragon Tamer.

And at that point I had two psycho-killer humans instead.

I decided to hide in what looked like someone's bedroom. There was a bed and a dresser and a desk and several things that I had no name for. The window, unfortunately for me, was closed and I was too small to open it. That meant I needed to hide before one of those humans came in and hurt me. So I tried to dive under a pillow in hopes that they wouldn't be able to find me.

Click. Click.

Someone was in the room.

"Hello?" the human called out. From the sound of the voice, it was probably the tall one with the blue hair. And, since he was bigger than the smaller one, he was probably more dangerous. I crouched further into the hiding spot, holding my breath as I waited for him to leave. "Hello? I know you're in here! Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

How stupid do I LOO-OOK?

I heard the sound of feet on floor coming towards the bed. The person sat down on the bed, causing the mattress to sink in and my hiding place to fall over. The human looked over at me, his mouth dropping as he raised his eyebrows. I whimpered, hiding behind my front paws, shaking in fear. Yup, it was all over now. He was going to kill me!

Much to my surprise, I felt something rubbing on the back of my neck and a slight chuckle in accompaniment. I removed my paws and looked at the human to see he was smiling and chuckling to himself, and NOT in a sick, sadistic manor. "You poor little thing- you're more scared of me than I am of you, aren't ya?"

I blinked in confusion. "You don't want to hurt me?"

The human then began to scream. "You can TALK?"

I cocked my head to the side. "Why are you surprised that I can talk?"

Much to my amusement, the human couldn't come up with an answer. He did, however, manage to flap his jaw up and down several times as he scurried backwards and pointed at me. He then proceeded to speak a long line of gibberish, never taking his eyes off me the whole time.

What a strange, strange world. . .

"Is it safe?" the small human called from outside the closed door.

"Uh, yeah- I think it's friendly."

"HE- I'm a boy!" I corrected.

"Right. HE is friendly."

The little human slowly opened the door and walked in. After closing the door behind him, he looked over at me with wide eyes. "Wow. . ." he said in amazement. He walked over to me in a dumbfounded state, bending over to get a closer look at me. I scrunched up my face in confusion. "What is it- uh, he?"

"I'm a dragon," I said. "Haven't you two ever seen a dragon before?"

". . . he talks?"
"That's a dragon?"

I lowered my head in frustration. The humans of this world, at that point, did not appear to be very intelligent. That, or they were just very ignorant. I grumbled and looked up at them again. "Yes, I can most definitely talk, and yes, last time I checked I was a dragon."

"But I always thought dragons were big and scary and breathed fire and-"

I shook my head. "No, that's only the fire breeds that can do that," I said. I flapped my wings as I looked between the two, both of whom looked utterly amazed (or dumbfounded- one of the two, at any rate). "There aren't very many dragons in this world, are there?"

"None," said the older human.

"But you are familiar with other worlds," I said.

"Well, yes, but most humans in this world aren't," said the bigger human. "Um, special circumstances." The little human snorted, which earned him a glare from the big human. "Knock it off, Yuli- we need to figure out why this little guy is here in the first place." He turned back to me. "Are you lost?"

"No, I'm not lost," I said. "I'm on a quest!"

The little one, who the big one had called Yuli, rolled his eyes. "Gee, you're doing REAL good so far," he said. Once again the big one glared at the little one. "What? We just chased him around the house and he was screaming and flapping his wings like a panic-stricken bird. That doesn't sound like a good start to me."

"He's right- I haven't had much luck," I said.

The big one crossed his legs and leaned on one arm. "Well, what are you trying to do?" he asked me. Then, he laughed and shook his head. "Before we do that, we should introduce ourselves. My name is Rowen, and this here is Yuli. Now, who exactly are you, Mr. Dragon?"

"Lucky," I said. "And I'm searching for my girlfriend."

"What happened to her?" Yuli asked.

"If I knew that I wouldn't be looking for her," I said through gritted teeth. I sighed heavily, regaining my composure. "So what I want to do is find my Dragon Tamer so I can get help from them in my journey to search for her. I thought that maybe I might find them in another world, so I've decided to try here for first, but I'm wondering if that was a good idea or not."

"Well, your heart is in the right place," said Rowen.

"My head isn't- I haven't made ANY progress!" I whined.

Yuli picked me up and dropped me in his lap, proceeding to scratch the back of my head. "You shouldn't get so discouraged, Mr. Lucky. So you had some back luck on your first try- you just need to persevere and you'll find her- going out of your own world takes a lot of courage."

Rowen cleared his throat. "So, would you mind telling us what a Dragon Tamer is?"

"Sure," I said. I leapt out of Yuli's lap and sat on the bed. "Simply put, the Dragon Kin are a whole order of people in the world of Dragonia, where I'm from. They're normal people who have a special connection to a dragon and a sword. The term 'Kin' is used because there are multiple ranks and statuses that are possible. A Dragon Tamer is the most basic rank."

"The connection to the Dragon makes sense, but the sword?" asked Rowen.

"Easy," I said with a grin. "Primarily, Dragon Kin are warriors. The Kin uses his or her sword in conjunction with their dragon to protect the world of Dragonia and its people. Lots of magic involved there, based on the type of dragon the Kin is paired with. I'm a Night Wind Dragon, so my Tamer's powers will derive from the skies, particularly those at night."

"Fascinating," Rowen breathed. He leaned in closer. "How does one tell a Dragon Kin from a normal person? Do they have some sort of a birthmark or do they do something weird that lets people know? From the way it sounds, it isn't easy to meet up with your dragon if you're a Tamer."

"Nope, there are no birthmarks or anything. If the time if right and the two living components are close by, the sword appears and then you know," I said. "That's one of my problems, though sadly it's a problem just about every dragon has ever faced when finding their Tamer."

"Is there a way we can help?" asked Yuli.

I sighed. "I'm afraid not," I said. "I-" Before I could say anymore, I heard a strange sound outside. I lifted my head up and looked around. "What's that sound? It was loud and strange!" Instinctively, I went to the window to look outside, where an astounding sight met my eyes. "WOW! THAT'S AWESOME!"

Rowen looked over me. "That's a car," he explained. "They're like. . . horse-less carriages. They run on these things called motors that are powered by a fuel source and a power source. The people getting out of the car are Ryo and Mia- they live here, too, though I think we should let them know about your presence. . . well. . . slowly."

"Why?"

"Do you remember out reaction to you?"

I scratched my head in recollection. "Oh yeah."
"We should probably warn him about White Blaze, too," said Yuli.

"What's a White Blaze?" I asked.

"Grrr. . ."

I was about to get my answer.

"White Blaze! Bad!" the human named Ryo scolded. The large, white and black cat that they called a tiger sulked in the back, realizing that I was not a snack. With an exasperated sigh, Ryo turned to me, then turned to Rowen, his bright blue eyes demanding an explanation.

"He just came in," Rowen said. "He's trying to find his girlfriend."
"How could you know that?" asked Ryo.

"He can talk," Rowen and Yuli responded in unison.

I nodded. "Yup. Sure can!"

The woman, Mia, stared at me in disbelief. "Now I've seen everything."

"No, there's still a lot out there," said Rowen. "Gotta be. Ever seen me in a dress?"

"No."

"There you go!"

"I don't get it," I confessed.

"Human joke," Ryo explained to me. He sighed, the looked over the other three humans carefully. They returned this look, all seeming very serious. "Okay, so we have a dragon who's a complete stranger in this world trying to find his girlfriend. What are we going to do next?"

"Do?" I asked.

"We're going to help you," Ryo said simply. He folded his arms and leaned against a doorway, a somewhat cheerful, yet serious look in his eyes. "It's our job as Ronin Warriors to help those in need. You're in need of help, so we're going to help you, that's what?"

"What?" I asked. "What's a Ronin Warrior?"

From there, Rowen and Ryo proceeded to explain to me what a Ronin Warrior was. I listened in interest, absorbing their tale about mystical armors, great demons, and ancient talismans. I was fascinated by the idea of it all and looked at the older two of the three males in a new light.

Then, I frowned. "But you said there were NINE armors- how come there's two of you?"

Rowen lowered his eyes. "Well. . . a few hundred years ago, Talpa seduced the first bearers of the four seasonal armors and they became Dark Warlords. He gave them a sort of immortality and they've, for the most part, been alive since then. We were able to convince them all to switch sides, but. . . Anubis sacrificed his life to save the last of the Ancient One's clan."

"Oh," I said, lowering my head. Then, I lifted it to look at them. "He. . . was your friend."

"Yes," said Ryo. "It was a brief friendship, but a strong one. He is missed dearly."

"The last three armors belonged to the other Ronin Warriors- Sage of the Halo, Cye of the Torrent, and Kento of the Hardrock," said Rowen. He had a faraway look in his eyes, like this story was even harder to tell than Ryo's story. "The five of us were a team. But. . . last year. . . right around this time. . . they vanished. . ." He turned his head and bit his bottom lip. "We were all out camping. Ryo and I were sharing a tent, and the other three had their own tent as well. The last night of the trip, I woke up to the sound of this screaming, and. . . we never. . ."

"Rowen. . . Ryo. . . I'm sorry to hear about-"

"The past is the past," said Ryo, shaking his head. "I don't know if anything can ever bring them back. The best we can do for them is to try and not let them die in vain. We've tried to help their families cope, and we haven't forgotten them. Maybe one day we'll learn the truth, but for now, we have to live our lives."

I cocked my head to the side. "You mean you don't know what happened?"

"Not a clue," said Rowen, sitting down in a chair. "There was this huge ring of burnt and dead grass along with a demolished wristwatch, but aside from that, not much to speak of. The police certainly didn't have an explanation for it, and even with all our knowledge of magic powers, we weren't sure what did it either."

"I wish I could help you with that in return for helping me out," I said.

"That isn't necessary," said Mia. "You don't need to repay us."

I shook my head. "That maybe be true, but if I find either Melody or my Tamer, or maybe even both, I want to do something nice for you guys in return." My eyes began to water. "You're all being so nice to me even if I did come into your house uninvited and flew around screaming and making a racket and-"

"It's all right, Lucky," said Rowen. "We'll help you. And that's a promise."