With part of the city in flames and injured civilians on the scene, Rock watched as the troops laid slaughtered and the general barely breathing and on his knee with the blade attached to his arm as support. Rock held his right arm in front of him and felt the power of the blue gauntlet on his hand generating the immense power flowing from within him. The sky flickered with the crackling embers as the sky faded into a devastating red orange hue. Without any further hesitation and perturbed thoughts Rock let loose a flurry of concentrated energy in forms of energy busters that burst on impact. However the beast that he attempted to shoot down appeared impervious to Rock's feeble assault. Panic quickly overwhelmed his focus and thoughts.
The humming of the vehicle had suppressed all sounds as Rock sat in the van with several troops. Rooftops of city buildings peeked inside the van from the tiny windows of the vans rear doors. They all sat on the benches lined parallel to each other against the sides of the van as they awaited battle. All the troops, including Rock, knew that their general was close by on his cycle while they all were transported to the location where the city was attacked. They all knew what was happening; it was another attack. It had been more than half a month since the last attack and if this attack was to be twice as difficult as the last one General Protolas would actually have to break a sweat. The rest of the men sat reassured that their admirable general would pull through and save the day once again.
General Blues Protolas has rescued the city from the devastating claws of the dragon race countless times and was rewarded for his valor for each one. His awards are now mere planks of wood waiting to be constructed into a house with a picked fence to match.
Although he did not doubt his generals abilities, Rock somehow felt that task was not going to appear as simple as everyone believed it would be. When the humming ceased the van's door opened to reveal the bright light of day among them as well as the horror of the dragon's victims. As the troops rushed out, they resembled a swarm of bees evacuating the hive to protect their home. With their sights locked on their target they spied a portion of flesh and cloth within the reptile's grasp.
"Hold your fire!" declared one of the troops with a firearm in his right arm his left extended out to his side.
The dragon measured up to eight meters high and with canines the size of fingers. It's skin proved to be hard as stone, rough as sandpaper and as dark as coal. The beast brought the corpse in its claws to its jaws and torn out a huge morsel before tossing it aside like garbage. It pulled back its massive skull and released a daunting roar that left the troops petrified. With one advancing step forward, Blues leapt from behind the black van with his arm extended in the air as a blade materialized onto his arm. With swipe after swipe from his shining buster-blade, the dragon took one step back and struck the offending general with its giant tail. Blues had dealt many faint scars onto the enemy, but that was not enough to stop the rampaging reptile. With the fall of their leader in battle, the troops armed their weapons until one of them gave the signal, "Fire!"
A array of beams were discharged at the scale creature, but that only initiated the lost of their lives. With the first demise Rock dashed forth and threw his heavily armored leg top the dragon's cranium, but with no prevail. The dragon gripped Rock by his other leg and slammed the warrior onto the street. Missiles were soon fired knocking the invader back, but all they were doing were delaying the inevitable.
With a abrupt attack, the dragon released a stream of scorching,, hot fire to take Rock out of his state of panic and into a state of eternal immobilization. Rock closed his eyes and held his hands up in front of his face before the burning pain entered his nervous system. As Rock await the unwanted feeling he felt nothing. Rock opened his eyes to see that the flam had engulfed him, but had not touched him. When it was all over, Rock found himself where he was before the dragon had used its flaming breath. Rock lowered his left hand and gazed at his right hand where the blue gauntlet was found. "It protected me…"
The dragon pulled his head back and launched a blob of magma, but before Rock could be taken out and suffer the agonizing heat of hell, Rock placed his hand in front of him and shattered the magma shot into shards of ash unable to be seen with the naked eye. Rock feeling more confident stood his ground with his fists by his sides. "C'mon you stupid prehistoric pile of garbage! Show me what you intended to do during your stay on sacred grounds!"
With the rage of dozen restless bulls in a field of tomatoes, The dragon charged at Rock, but was easily evaded with a stylish leap into the air. However, like his general, he was smacked with the lizard's mighty tail and sent face flat onto the street where everyone had laid murdered. Rock quickly got up, but with another charging dragon assault storming his way, he was left vulnerable to the touch of death. The ground he had laid on seem to have trembled with each step closer to him, but a crimson streak held the attack at bay, giving Rock time to recover from his injury. "General!"
"Hurry!" Blues had kept the dragon back with an enormous, red shield in order to save Rock from a devastating trampling. Rock rose to his feet grasping his left soldier and ran to take cover by a building , as he watched his general--no--his friend take on the vicious reptile one on one. Blues shoved his shield forward and leapt back in order to make space between them. Blues' eyes, which were hidden behind the black glass of his helmet, was locked on the enemy as he held his shield in the air. As soon as the shield had completely transformed into a sword, Blues darted toward the dragon and impaled the beast's solid, rock-hard chest. Mahogany blood trickled down the dragon's stomach while Blues attempted to free his arm. Despite the excruciating pain brought to the dragon, it sunk its sharp teeth into Blues left shoulder and took hold of blues' entrapped arm with its free arms. Noticing his troubled companion, Rock took his left arm and held his right arm steady as he shot a dozen buster-shots aimed at the reptile's head. Like the last time he tried, the shots had no affect.
As he struggled, the black shades of Blues helmet reflected the burning city and the red eyes of malevolence. This creature was truly something of pure evil. As they two fought on and Rockman doing everything he could to help, vines crept from under the streets manhole, which led to the city's reservoir systems instead of the sewer system. Blues soon felt weak and wary until he was given the chance to escape. Vines slowly wrapped itself loosely around the dragon. When the it finally reached the dragon's neck, the vines suddenly tightened and bind the dragon, causing the beast to release the red-tone warrior from its lethal hold.
With all the might that he possessed, Blues forced his blade out from the dragon's body, and scarred the dragon's spiteful face. With the new scar it received, the belligerent dragon gradually drew closer to Blues. Rock with no delay Rock ran to Blues side and stood his ground with Blues. The lit sky fell dark, but the flames dancing on the city continued to provide the dark orange and red sky. The two warriors stood fearlessly and with admirable confidence, as a breeze blew by from behind the two.
Unexpectedly the dragon roared as it held back its head in aguish. Rock and Blues glanced at each other, both with their mouth guards that concealed their mouth and noses, for Blues it covered the remaining part of his face. The two stared on as they watched the dragon take a step back and fall. As they continued to watch the unexplainable event happening, what happened next terrified them. The vine that had wrapped itself around the dragons neck had jerked the dragon back to wear he and Blues once stood. Then there was an eerie silence; all that was heard was the crackling of the city-fire. The dragon let out a low growl and attempted another attack, but before he could take another step, a sparkling whirlwind formed around him. The beast groaned in agony as it held back its head like before, but unlike last time, the streets quaked abruptly. The sealed manhole on which the dragon stood on burst open and engulfed it inside a tower of fiery magma. The two watched in surprise as the tower evaporated, releasing the dragon with charred black scales. The sky began to darken above the jiving flames, bringing forth a thunderstorm. All of a sudden bolts of thunder rained down onto the city, finishing the storm with a fierce bolt of thunder to the dragon's skull. Although the sky was still black enchanted with the glow of fire, the dragon stood immobilized as three sparks came in from behind the red and blue warriors. First came the spark of gold that's sparked with electricity as it swooped in from above. Then came the spark of a blood ruby that flickered with embers. Lastly, from the left of the warriors came an emerald green spark that gradually drew closer to the reptile in slow speed unlike the other two. Awaiting the green spark, the other two sparks twirled in the air until the three struck the dragon, triggering a massive explosion.
The humming of the vehicle had suppressed all sounds as Rock sat in the van with several troops. Rooftops of city buildings peeked inside the van from the tiny windows of the vans rear doors. They all sat on the benches lined parallel to each other against the sides of the van as they awaited battle. All the troops, including Rock, knew that their general was close by on his cycle while they all were transported to the location where the city was attacked. They all knew what was happening; it was another attack. It had been more than half a month since the last attack and if this attack was to be twice as difficult as the last one General Protolas would actually have to break a sweat. The rest of the men sat reassured that their admirable general would pull through and save the day once again.
General Blues Protolas has rescued the city from the devastating claws of the dragon race countless times and was rewarded for his valor for each one. His awards are now mere planks of wood waiting to be constructed into a house with a picked fence to match.
Although he did not doubt his generals abilities, Rock somehow felt that task was not going to appear as simple as everyone believed it would be. When the humming ceased the van's door opened to reveal the bright light of day among them as well as the horror of the dragon's victims. As the troops rushed out, they resembled a swarm of bees evacuating the hive to protect their home. With their sights locked on their target they spied a portion of flesh and cloth within the reptile's grasp.
"Hold your fire!" declared one of the troops with a firearm in his right arm his left extended out to his side.
The dragon measured up to eight meters high and with canines the size of fingers. It's skin proved to be hard as stone, rough as sandpaper and as dark as coal. The beast brought the corpse in its claws to its jaws and torn out a huge morsel before tossing it aside like garbage. It pulled back its massive skull and released a daunting roar that left the troops petrified. With one advancing step forward, Blues leapt from behind the black van with his arm extended in the air as a blade materialized onto his arm. With swipe after swipe from his shining buster-blade, the dragon took one step back and struck the offending general with its giant tail. Blues had dealt many faint scars onto the enemy, but that was not enough to stop the rampaging reptile. With the fall of their leader in battle, the troops armed their weapons until one of them gave the signal, "Fire!"
A array of beams were discharged at the scale creature, but that only initiated the lost of their lives. With the first demise Rock dashed forth and threw his heavily armored leg top the dragon's cranium, but with no prevail. The dragon gripped Rock by his other leg and slammed the warrior onto the street. Missiles were soon fired knocking the invader back, but all they were doing were delaying the inevitable.
With a abrupt attack, the dragon released a stream of scorching,, hot fire to take Rock out of his state of panic and into a state of eternal immobilization. Rock closed his eyes and held his hands up in front of his face before the burning pain entered his nervous system. As Rock await the unwanted feeling he felt nothing. Rock opened his eyes to see that the flam had engulfed him, but had not touched him. When it was all over, Rock found himself where he was before the dragon had used its flaming breath. Rock lowered his left hand and gazed at his right hand where the blue gauntlet was found. "It protected me…"
The dragon pulled his head back and launched a blob of magma, but before Rock could be taken out and suffer the agonizing heat of hell, Rock placed his hand in front of him and shattered the magma shot into shards of ash unable to be seen with the naked eye. Rock feeling more confident stood his ground with his fists by his sides. "C'mon you stupid prehistoric pile of garbage! Show me what you intended to do during your stay on sacred grounds!"
With the rage of dozen restless bulls in a field of tomatoes, The dragon charged at Rock, but was easily evaded with a stylish leap into the air. However, like his general, he was smacked with the lizard's mighty tail and sent face flat onto the street where everyone had laid murdered. Rock quickly got up, but with another charging dragon assault storming his way, he was left vulnerable to the touch of death. The ground he had laid on seem to have trembled with each step closer to him, but a crimson streak held the attack at bay, giving Rock time to recover from his injury. "General!"
"Hurry!" Blues had kept the dragon back with an enormous, red shield in order to save Rock from a devastating trampling. Rock rose to his feet grasping his left soldier and ran to take cover by a building , as he watched his general--no--his friend take on the vicious reptile one on one. Blues shoved his shield forward and leapt back in order to make space between them. Blues' eyes, which were hidden behind the black glass of his helmet, was locked on the enemy as he held his shield in the air. As soon as the shield had completely transformed into a sword, Blues darted toward the dragon and impaled the beast's solid, rock-hard chest. Mahogany blood trickled down the dragon's stomach while Blues attempted to free his arm. Despite the excruciating pain brought to the dragon, it sunk its sharp teeth into Blues left shoulder and took hold of blues' entrapped arm with its free arms. Noticing his troubled companion, Rock took his left arm and held his right arm steady as he shot a dozen buster-shots aimed at the reptile's head. Like the last time he tried, the shots had no affect.
As he struggled, the black shades of Blues helmet reflected the burning city and the red eyes of malevolence. This creature was truly something of pure evil. As they two fought on and Rockman doing everything he could to help, vines crept from under the streets manhole, which led to the city's reservoir systems instead of the sewer system. Blues soon felt weak and wary until he was given the chance to escape. Vines slowly wrapped itself loosely around the dragon. When the it finally reached the dragon's neck, the vines suddenly tightened and bind the dragon, causing the beast to release the red-tone warrior from its lethal hold.
With all the might that he possessed, Blues forced his blade out from the dragon's body, and scarred the dragon's spiteful face. With the new scar it received, the belligerent dragon gradually drew closer to Blues. Rock with no delay Rock ran to Blues side and stood his ground with Blues. The lit sky fell dark, but the flames dancing on the city continued to provide the dark orange and red sky. The two warriors stood fearlessly and with admirable confidence, as a breeze blew by from behind the two.
Unexpectedly the dragon roared as it held back its head in aguish. Rock and Blues glanced at each other, both with their mouth guards that concealed their mouth and noses, for Blues it covered the remaining part of his face. The two stared on as they watched the dragon take a step back and fall. As they continued to watch the unexplainable event happening, what happened next terrified them. The vine that had wrapped itself around the dragons neck had jerked the dragon back to wear he and Blues once stood. Then there was an eerie silence; all that was heard was the crackling of the city-fire. The dragon let out a low growl and attempted another attack, but before he could take another step, a sparkling whirlwind formed around him. The beast groaned in agony as it held back its head like before, but unlike last time, the streets quaked abruptly. The sealed manhole on which the dragon stood on burst open and engulfed it inside a tower of fiery magma. The two watched in surprise as the tower evaporated, releasing the dragon with charred black scales. The sky began to darken above the jiving flames, bringing forth a thunderstorm. All of a sudden bolts of thunder rained down onto the city, finishing the storm with a fierce bolt of thunder to the dragon's skull. Although the sky was still black enchanted with the glow of fire, the dragon stood immobilized as three sparks came in from behind the red and blue warriors. First came the spark of gold that's sparked with electricity as it swooped in from above. Then came the spark of a blood ruby that flickered with embers. Lastly, from the left of the warriors came an emerald green spark that gradually drew closer to the reptile in slow speed unlike the other two. Awaiting the green spark, the other two sparks twirled in the air until the three struck the dragon, triggering a massive explosion.