"Clean this mess up! We don't need an attraction here. And put out those fires!" Commanded the general as the sky faded into a tranquil hue once again. The general removed his headgear and revealed his fiery, red hair invisible during battle. When the helmet is on , the only lock of hair visible is the long streak of silver hair hanging from the back of his helmet.
"General," came a familiar voice.
"Rock, a little late for the fight don't you think?"
Rock slowly walked down the road as he watched the troops repairing the scene. "My apologies General, the Wise Elders were telling me of our peoples history."
"Yes, a very inspiring story. It was about time you heard it. You're barely starting on your fourth century; how old are you now?"
"Four-hundred and eight Sir."
"You're still a kid for all I have to say."
"Yes Sir."
"Let's take a break from here kid. They won't be coming back for a long while."
"Right."
Chatter and laughter filled the bar, as soldiers gave themselves a toast to a job well done. The waitresses went around taking and serving orders, while the men got drunk and hit on girls. Although troops hit on females and drunk to excess, the casual men who had always spent their times in the city bar, played games and watched the projector for news about the city status.
Rock and Blues were a few of the Armed Forces that relaxed themselves instead of going around causing nuisances. The two sat at a small table and had barely any to drink, as they talked about the current events. "Look at those men, "began the general. The two were in their casual clothes, dressed like normal people. "They can be the toughest army in the galaxy, but they decide to waste their time goofing off and accomplish nothing. That's what separates you from them Kid. Not because the fact that you are heir to leadership of this city and its people, but because you dedicate your time to more important things."
"I thank you for you General, but I just do what my heart tells me to do."
Blue smirked, "That's a wise heart you have there. Remember this, if you're confused about your motives, do what your heart tells you ."
"I will Sir."
"So what did the Wise Elders tell you?"
"They told me of their plan, but they say that their plan won't alter your thoughts on this matter."
"The hell it won't."
"Sir, what will we do if the enemy's forces become to powerful for us to fend off?"
"That'll be the day."
"But General, didn't you and the Wise Elders say that the dragon race is still on the verge of evolving ever stronger?"
Yes, but remember, we have minds of our own and we will improve our strategies to counter anything they have to offer."
"I understand Sir."
Silent was the sanctum of the city's council members, as they sat for many hours skimming through nooks and scrutinizing the inscriptions on every page. The only sounds heard were the mumbling of the old codgers and the flipping of the ancient pages. As more books moved from one pile to another, more books appeared to create new towers of written -knowledge.
Many weeks passed since the last dragon attack on the city, and citizens had forgotten of the terrible assault that had took place on the very streets of the city they dwell in. The city's Armed Forces had done nothing, but test and prepare their battle tactics for sudden dragon attacks in case of emergencies. As far as panic went, the city was back to normal. The Armed Forces would have done an activity similar if they weren't training for battle anyways. The people of the city carry on with their lives and occupations and children go to the academies to learn what the apprentices of the Wise Elders have to offer them. Although apprentices of the City Council are students as well, they hold a vast amount of knowledge from working with the Wise Elders in City Hall.
Vacant white covered the invisible walls as Blues moved about, exploring the maze. The walls, the floor, the ceiling; everything other than the wandering soldiers were colorless and hid an unseen passage. Blues wore his helmet as he cautiously sulked against the walls armed with a gun and his bare hands.
Elsewhere within the camouflaged maze, crept the blue lieutenant. His battle helmet snuggly placed over his head like the general. His Aquamarine eyes shifted from left to right as Rock held nothing, but a firearm in his grasps. Rock wandered around feeling the walls as he could barely notice whether the walls made ninety-degree turns. Rock listened carefully until he heard gun-fires emitting east of where he was.
Blues took great aim as he discharged shots from his gun, fending off the approaching robots. Rock quickly arrived to aid the general in mere seconds, and at the same time, Blues ran out of ammunition. Blues held up his fist as he wore a type of glove that contained a sphere that generated a blade to materialize on his right forearm.
"General Protolas!" Rock held his gun forward and fired with excellent accuracy until Blues leapt forward and cut all the enemies into many pieces of metal.
"Good job Kid. End training program!" Commanded the general as the room of white dissipated and transformed into a greatly-spacious, mechanical room where the door was visible.
"Thank you Sir."
"Follow me Rock; I have something for you." The general took his leave from the room as Rock nodded and followed. Leaving the room many troops awaited their general outside. They stood still and saluted their superior as Rock continued to follow the general.
Blues didn't stop walking, "Run the training program with level nine attack droids. We need a better work out."
As the troop saluted his general, he quickly left the general and Rock as they continued to walk. Blues then took a turn and led Rock into a small room where many scientists performed intricate analysis with the objects sitting on the table at the center of the room. The scientist took his eyes off the table and greeted General Protolas with stuttering sentences. "G-g-greetings Ge-Ge-General Protolas! W-we have f-f-finished the advance weapon g-gauntlet you requested. It-it-it has an array of sp-special traits within its f-fingertips."
"Well done Professor Hakase. I thank you for taking the time to fulfill my needs." Blues picked up the sapphire gauntlet from the table of items and handed it to Rock. "As the general of the Armed Forces, and as your friendly superior, I present you with this."
Hesitantly receiving the gauntlet from the general, he gazed into its incredulous glimmer. "Thanks you Sir, I don't know what to say…"
"You deserved that Rock. Wear it with courage and pride, for it represents the knowledge and power of the Megalan Tribe!"
"I'm sorry Sir, but I believe it's best that you have it instead of me."
"Do not worry Rock," Blues held up his right fist to Rock's face, "I am already wearing one as you can see. So it would be best if you kept yours…understand?"
"Understood, but now…I have a few inquisitions to ask you." Blue was silent. "What exactly does this glove do to increase my capabilities?"
Blues closed his eyes and folded his arms, "Humph, It is similar to my own, however, it holds more special characteristics. For example, your gauntlet is able to absorb the special abilities of others for your own use. Although you can absorb the powers of others, your borrowed powers are limited in power and time. You can only hold on to a power for one hour, and you are only able to bring out seventy-five percent of the power's full potential. Nonetheless its basic attack enables you to fire powerful charged-energy shots from the palm of your hand."
Rock stared at his hand as the gauntlet encased his hand with a magnificent blue sparkle.
"Rock," Blues called to him, " Do you understand its capabilities?"
Rock released his hands and let them hang by his sides, "I do Sir."
"Good…training will start in two minutes freshen up and head to the training room."
Meanwhile, beyond the Armed Forces' command center, man wise codgers chanted mystifying words as towers of written knowledge sat besides them like thorns to the scarlet petals of a rose. The draperies began to flutter, when a small wisp danced around the center of the room before the roses. Like pixies or some type of fairies; colors twirled within hall of City Hall.
Many of the apprentices standing around stared in disbelief until eccentric occurrences took place. The apprentice gaped at the spiraling zephyrs vividly dancing in the air, while he held a small pile of books in his arms. Abruptly behind one of the apprentices came a crackle of electricity. As the electricity took all, but the Wise Elders' attention; a banner hanging on the wall began to catch a small blaze causing the other banners and flammable objects around to go up in flames. At the same time, vines and flower-pods blossomed and crept out from all over. From under the rich carpeting, and from behind the wide banners occupying the walls of crackling electricity and conflagrant fires.
Blues placed his shining, red helmet on his head and pulled out the stream of silver hair within the back of his helmet. His eyes were now shielded by a dark glass of darkness that reflected the light like obsidian. With Rock waiting by his side, he fitted his gauntlet onto his wrist and got ready for his next training session with his top soldier. As the two prepared themselves, shouts sparked their ears as they began to step into the training room. "General Protolas! General Protolas! There are eccentric occurrences taking place at City Hall. The whole block is blanketed in chaos!"
"What?! Give me the report Soldier!"
"The whole block is having a surge of electricity and flames have been igniting all over the place. Not to mention the overgrowth of strange plant-life taking over!"
The general rubbed his chin as he pondered about the given information. "That sounds uncanny, yet suspicious."
Rock gave the description some thought as well, but he found it to be very dangerous. "Your orders General?"
As the general contemplated the matter, the communicator sitting on a troops desk gave off a rapid beeping. "This is Keitora, the event at City Hall is nothing to worry about; it's said that the Wise Elders are conducting some kind of experiment. Nonetheless the real problem's-!"A vicious snarl resonated from the speaker suddenly and sounds of destruction came through. The communicator went dead, and all was quiet.
Blues came up to the communicator and adjusted the receiver, Keitora! Keitora! Come in!" Slamming the communicator on the desk he clenched his fist, ":Damn it! Troops move out! There's distress in the city and we got a dilemma on our hands! Trace the signal to the location where the assault was made, immediately!"
"General," came a familiar voice.
"Rock, a little late for the fight don't you think?"
Rock slowly walked down the road as he watched the troops repairing the scene. "My apologies General, the Wise Elders were telling me of our peoples history."
"Yes, a very inspiring story. It was about time you heard it. You're barely starting on your fourth century; how old are you now?"
"Four-hundred and eight Sir."
"You're still a kid for all I have to say."
"Yes Sir."
"Let's take a break from here kid. They won't be coming back for a long while."
"Right."
Chatter and laughter filled the bar, as soldiers gave themselves a toast to a job well done. The waitresses went around taking and serving orders, while the men got drunk and hit on girls. Although troops hit on females and drunk to excess, the casual men who had always spent their times in the city bar, played games and watched the projector for news about the city status.
Rock and Blues were a few of the Armed Forces that relaxed themselves instead of going around causing nuisances. The two sat at a small table and had barely any to drink, as they talked about the current events. "Look at those men, "began the general. The two were in their casual clothes, dressed like normal people. "They can be the toughest army in the galaxy, but they decide to waste their time goofing off and accomplish nothing. That's what separates you from them Kid. Not because the fact that you are heir to leadership of this city and its people, but because you dedicate your time to more important things."
"I thank you for you General, but I just do what my heart tells me to do."
Blue smirked, "That's a wise heart you have there. Remember this, if you're confused about your motives, do what your heart tells you ."
"I will Sir."
"So what did the Wise Elders tell you?"
"They told me of their plan, but they say that their plan won't alter your thoughts on this matter."
"The hell it won't."
"Sir, what will we do if the enemy's forces become to powerful for us to fend off?"
"That'll be the day."
"But General, didn't you and the Wise Elders say that the dragon race is still on the verge of evolving ever stronger?"
Yes, but remember, we have minds of our own and we will improve our strategies to counter anything they have to offer."
"I understand Sir."
Silent was the sanctum of the city's council members, as they sat for many hours skimming through nooks and scrutinizing the inscriptions on every page. The only sounds heard were the mumbling of the old codgers and the flipping of the ancient pages. As more books moved from one pile to another, more books appeared to create new towers of written -knowledge.
Many weeks passed since the last dragon attack on the city, and citizens had forgotten of the terrible assault that had took place on the very streets of the city they dwell in. The city's Armed Forces had done nothing, but test and prepare their battle tactics for sudden dragon attacks in case of emergencies. As far as panic went, the city was back to normal. The Armed Forces would have done an activity similar if they weren't training for battle anyways. The people of the city carry on with their lives and occupations and children go to the academies to learn what the apprentices of the Wise Elders have to offer them. Although apprentices of the City Council are students as well, they hold a vast amount of knowledge from working with the Wise Elders in City Hall.
Vacant white covered the invisible walls as Blues moved about, exploring the maze. The walls, the floor, the ceiling; everything other than the wandering soldiers were colorless and hid an unseen passage. Blues wore his helmet as he cautiously sulked against the walls armed with a gun and his bare hands.
Elsewhere within the camouflaged maze, crept the blue lieutenant. His battle helmet snuggly placed over his head like the general. His Aquamarine eyes shifted from left to right as Rock held nothing, but a firearm in his grasps. Rock wandered around feeling the walls as he could barely notice whether the walls made ninety-degree turns. Rock listened carefully until he heard gun-fires emitting east of where he was.
Blues took great aim as he discharged shots from his gun, fending off the approaching robots. Rock quickly arrived to aid the general in mere seconds, and at the same time, Blues ran out of ammunition. Blues held up his fist as he wore a type of glove that contained a sphere that generated a blade to materialize on his right forearm.
"General Protolas!" Rock held his gun forward and fired with excellent accuracy until Blues leapt forward and cut all the enemies into many pieces of metal.
"Good job Kid. End training program!" Commanded the general as the room of white dissipated and transformed into a greatly-spacious, mechanical room where the door was visible.
"Thank you Sir."
"Follow me Rock; I have something for you." The general took his leave from the room as Rock nodded and followed. Leaving the room many troops awaited their general outside. They stood still and saluted their superior as Rock continued to follow the general.
Blues didn't stop walking, "Run the training program with level nine attack droids. We need a better work out."
As the troop saluted his general, he quickly left the general and Rock as they continued to walk. Blues then took a turn and led Rock into a small room where many scientists performed intricate analysis with the objects sitting on the table at the center of the room. The scientist took his eyes off the table and greeted General Protolas with stuttering sentences. "G-g-greetings Ge-Ge-General Protolas! W-we have f-f-finished the advance weapon g-gauntlet you requested. It-it-it has an array of sp-special traits within its f-fingertips."
"Well done Professor Hakase. I thank you for taking the time to fulfill my needs." Blues picked up the sapphire gauntlet from the table of items and handed it to Rock. "As the general of the Armed Forces, and as your friendly superior, I present you with this."
Hesitantly receiving the gauntlet from the general, he gazed into its incredulous glimmer. "Thanks you Sir, I don't know what to say…"
"You deserved that Rock. Wear it with courage and pride, for it represents the knowledge and power of the Megalan Tribe!"
"I'm sorry Sir, but I believe it's best that you have it instead of me."
"Do not worry Rock," Blues held up his right fist to Rock's face, "I am already wearing one as you can see. So it would be best if you kept yours…understand?"
"Understood, but now…I have a few inquisitions to ask you." Blue was silent. "What exactly does this glove do to increase my capabilities?"
Blues closed his eyes and folded his arms, "Humph, It is similar to my own, however, it holds more special characteristics. For example, your gauntlet is able to absorb the special abilities of others for your own use. Although you can absorb the powers of others, your borrowed powers are limited in power and time. You can only hold on to a power for one hour, and you are only able to bring out seventy-five percent of the power's full potential. Nonetheless its basic attack enables you to fire powerful charged-energy shots from the palm of your hand."
Rock stared at his hand as the gauntlet encased his hand with a magnificent blue sparkle.
"Rock," Blues called to him, " Do you understand its capabilities?"
Rock released his hands and let them hang by his sides, "I do Sir."
"Good…training will start in two minutes freshen up and head to the training room."
Meanwhile, beyond the Armed Forces' command center, man wise codgers chanted mystifying words as towers of written knowledge sat besides them like thorns to the scarlet petals of a rose. The draperies began to flutter, when a small wisp danced around the center of the room before the roses. Like pixies or some type of fairies; colors twirled within hall of City Hall.
Many of the apprentices standing around stared in disbelief until eccentric occurrences took place. The apprentice gaped at the spiraling zephyrs vividly dancing in the air, while he held a small pile of books in his arms. Abruptly behind one of the apprentices came a crackle of electricity. As the electricity took all, but the Wise Elders' attention; a banner hanging on the wall began to catch a small blaze causing the other banners and flammable objects around to go up in flames. At the same time, vines and flower-pods blossomed and crept out from all over. From under the rich carpeting, and from behind the wide banners occupying the walls of crackling electricity and conflagrant fires.
Blues placed his shining, red helmet on his head and pulled out the stream of silver hair within the back of his helmet. His eyes were now shielded by a dark glass of darkness that reflected the light like obsidian. With Rock waiting by his side, he fitted his gauntlet onto his wrist and got ready for his next training session with his top soldier. As the two prepared themselves, shouts sparked their ears as they began to step into the training room. "General Protolas! General Protolas! There are eccentric occurrences taking place at City Hall. The whole block is blanketed in chaos!"
"What?! Give me the report Soldier!"
"The whole block is having a surge of electricity and flames have been igniting all over the place. Not to mention the overgrowth of strange plant-life taking over!"
The general rubbed his chin as he pondered about the given information. "That sounds uncanny, yet suspicious."
Rock gave the description some thought as well, but he found it to be very dangerous. "Your orders General?"
As the general contemplated the matter, the communicator sitting on a troops desk gave off a rapid beeping. "This is Keitora, the event at City Hall is nothing to worry about; it's said that the Wise Elders are conducting some kind of experiment. Nonetheless the real problem's-!"A vicious snarl resonated from the speaker suddenly and sounds of destruction came through. The communicator went dead, and all was quiet.
Blues came up to the communicator and adjusted the receiver, Keitora! Keitora! Come in!" Slamming the communicator on the desk he clenched his fist, ":Damn it! Troops move out! There's distress in the city and we got a dilemma on our hands! Trace the signal to the location where the assault was made, immediately!"