A/N: Well, I said 5 reviews, but some of my friends who are reading convinced me to keep going. In this chapter, I'm going
to introduce the idea behind the evil in this story. However, after this chapter (which I'm hoping will be long) I am going
to wait for 5 reviews, no ands, ifs, or buts about it.
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Chapter 5: Awakening
Deep in the depths of Endiness, something was stirring. Trapped in a prison of rock, a great evil awakens from it's
slumber. Fiery red eyes stare into darkness. With a shudder, the monstrous being starts to claw at the walls of it's prison.
It digs, heading upwards, heading towards the unexpecting occupants of endiness above...
*****
Shana opened the door to accept a battered Dart, and a stupefied Mishi. Shana smirked at Dart.
"So, Mr. 'I'm a tough Dragoon' got beat by a 16 year old?" Shana mocked him. Dart opened his mouth to speak, but all
he could manage was a disgruntled sigh. Shana averted her attention to Mishi, "So, how bad did he lose?" Shana asked while
grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, in the mid-air part of the match, Tom cast a spell on him which engulfed him in a dark void. Tom flew in, and
snuck up on him. I don't know exactly what happened, but when it disappeared, Tom was behind Dart with his blade across his
throat. Then when they were fighting on the ground, I had to call that part a draw, or they would have ended up beating each
other sensless. They ended up on the ground, unable to move." Shana's smile broadened.
"Poor baby" she continued to taunt Dart. She smacked his arm, aiming at a nice size bruise there. Dart flinched, and
made a whimpering sound, but was still too tired to speak. He slowly put his head on the table, and fell asleep. "Oh great,"
Shana said, "now we have to lunk him upstairs!"
The two girls managed to drag a sleeping Dart up the stairs, and plop him down in bed. Afterwards, Mishi said good
night to Shana and went off to her room to sleep. Shana took off Dart's armor, and looked at her husband. His torso had many
bruises on it. 'Wow, Tom must have really given him a run for his money' She thought. She crawled in bed and slowly drifted
off to sleep.
*****
Tom lay on his back in his bed. He had his arms crossed behind his head, not able to sleep. He should have been able
to sleep, he just had the crap kicked out of him and he was exhausted. But he couldn't sleep. He lay there thinking about
how he had beaten Dart overall in their sparring match. Whenever he thought about how cunning he had been in casting Death
Dimension and sneaking up on Dart, a smile crossed his face. Not to mention his feelings for Mishi. He didn't understand
girls much, and he didn't know what exactly he was feeling. He sighed heavily deciding that if he didn't get any sleep, he
wouldn't be able to have a rematch with Dart tomorrow. He rolled onto his side, and eventually, he fell asleep.
*****
Mishi was still surprised that Tom had beaten 'The' Dart. She didn't know what she had really expected of the match,
but Tom beating Dart was definitlely not it. The outcome of the land battle, atleast the outcome for Tom is probably more
of what she had expected. She definitely didn't see Tom being able to move after the fight with Dart. She lay down, and
fell asleep.
*****
Tom found himself digging. Not with a shovel, but with his claws. CLAWS!? 'What the fuck is this!?' Tom shouted to
himself. He kept digging, he couldn't stop. He had no control of his body whatsoever. It was so dark. He couldn't see
anything. 'Where am I? What is this?' Tom asked himself.
He woke up, covered in cold sweat. He looked at his hands. They were definitely hands. However, he had cuts and
scrapes all along his hands and arms. He went over to his dresser, which held a mirror and a washing bowl. He grabbed a rag,
dipped in in the bowl, and wiped the fresh blood off of his arms. He slowly crept back into his bed. He lay there in the
same posistion he lay in before. This time he had his arms across his stomach, they throbbed with pain. As he lay pondering
what the dream was, he found himself drifting back to sleep...
The next morning, Tom got dressed, and walked out of his house, with his hands deep in his pockets so that his mom
didn't see them and get worried. That was the last thing he needed.
He trudged over to Dart's house and painstakingly knocked on the door. He heard footsteps on the other side, and in
no time, the door was open with Shana smiling at him from the other side. She invited him in, and he walked inside. They
walked into the kitchen, to where a rather sore Dart sat eating.
"Ready for a rematch?" Tom asked Dart, smirking. He looked at Dart. His hands were covered in cuts and scratches too!
"Hey Dart, where'd you get those cuts on your arms?" Tom asked as naturally curious as possible.
"No clue. Had this really wierd dream last night, and when I woke up, there they were."
"Wait, in this dream, were you digging, and you had claws?" Tom asked, now he was really interested.
"Yeah, as a matter of fact I did. How'd you know that?" Dart asked. Tom pulled his arms out of his pockets to show
them to him.
"Because I had the same dream." Mishi looked scared.
"I wasn't going to say anything, but, seeing as both of you had it too." Mishi spoke timidly as she pulled her arms
out from under the table. Hers too were covered in similar cuts and scratches. Shana stood there, the only one in the room
who had not experienced this dream, or these mysterious wounds.
Before anyone could do anything the ground started shaking. Acting on instinct, Dart transformed. This time however
he had used his Red-eye dragoon spirit, it being more agile. Tom and Mishi, seeing Dart have transformed, transformed also.
They rushed outside, to see the street crack.
"MOM!" Tom shouted as he saw his mother. She had gone outside to see what was going on. When she saw Tom, she didn't
know exactly what she was looking at. When she glanced at the others around him, she realized what he was wearing. A big
smile shown on her face. As she was about to walk over to him, the wooden awning to his house fell on her, forcing her to the
ground. Tom rushed over to her. "Mom are you ok!?" he asked her, his voice shaky. She moved slightly.
"Tom... I'm so proud of you... my little dragoon.." she sighed, closed her eyes, and fell limp. Tears welled up in
Tom's eyes.
"No" he said weakly, "no, mom.... you can't leave me..." Tom said, choking back tears. Just then, a deafening roar
erupted from the crack in the street. It exploded, and out flew an evil that had slept in the bowels of endiness.
It was a large dragon. It had black scales, interlocking so it was almost like an evil armor coat. It had nasty
looking silver claws, that cleave a man in two with ease. It's wings shot out like grotesque deformed blood red bat wings.
It swooped back over the town, looking down with it's wicked eyes, that seemed as if they could set the soul aflame. It
opened it's mouth, revealing a set of deadly teeth. It shot flames out at the town below, setting many houses aflame. It
swooped down low, over Tom's house, which collapsed. Tom cocked his head up.
"Dad!" by this time, tears flowed freely down Tom's face. In around 30 seconds, he had lost the two people who meant
the most to him in the world. Misery was replaced with anger. Tom felt himself become encased with a strange flame. Dart
felt himself de-transform. His dragoon spirits flew out of his bracer, towards Tom. They impacted his chest, where the armor
had a large amythest imbedded. The stone shot red, silver, and finally a deep purple tint of silver.
For the second time in 2 days, Tom felt himself being lifted off the ground without his will. He became encased in a
great silver flame. The shoulders of his armor shot up and formed a neck protecting piece of armor. The armor changed from
purple to the same shade of the large jewel in the center. His legs were covered with leggings made of the same stuff as his
armor. The sword on his back lengthened, and grew several jagged points. Finally, the trim on his armor shot gold, and he was
set back on the ground, the silver flame diminishing.
Tom had reached a great new level, but will it be enough to stop the oldest evil on endiness?
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A/N: Longest chapter yet ^__^ As an added incentive to review, if you review and leave your email address, i'll send you a
copy of the drawing of the armor, and sword i did ^__^ it's not the best, but it's still pretty cool. so plz review!
to introduce the idea behind the evil in this story. However, after this chapter (which I'm hoping will be long) I am going
to wait for 5 reviews, no ands, ifs, or buts about it.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Chapter 5: Awakening
Deep in the depths of Endiness, something was stirring. Trapped in a prison of rock, a great evil awakens from it's
slumber. Fiery red eyes stare into darkness. With a shudder, the monstrous being starts to claw at the walls of it's prison.
It digs, heading upwards, heading towards the unexpecting occupants of endiness above...
*****
Shana opened the door to accept a battered Dart, and a stupefied Mishi. Shana smirked at Dart.
"So, Mr. 'I'm a tough Dragoon' got beat by a 16 year old?" Shana mocked him. Dart opened his mouth to speak, but all
he could manage was a disgruntled sigh. Shana averted her attention to Mishi, "So, how bad did he lose?" Shana asked while
grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, in the mid-air part of the match, Tom cast a spell on him which engulfed him in a dark void. Tom flew in, and
snuck up on him. I don't know exactly what happened, but when it disappeared, Tom was behind Dart with his blade across his
throat. Then when they were fighting on the ground, I had to call that part a draw, or they would have ended up beating each
other sensless. They ended up on the ground, unable to move." Shana's smile broadened.
"Poor baby" she continued to taunt Dart. She smacked his arm, aiming at a nice size bruise there. Dart flinched, and
made a whimpering sound, but was still too tired to speak. He slowly put his head on the table, and fell asleep. "Oh great,"
Shana said, "now we have to lunk him upstairs!"
The two girls managed to drag a sleeping Dart up the stairs, and plop him down in bed. Afterwards, Mishi said good
night to Shana and went off to her room to sleep. Shana took off Dart's armor, and looked at her husband. His torso had many
bruises on it. 'Wow, Tom must have really given him a run for his money' She thought. She crawled in bed and slowly drifted
off to sleep.
*****
Tom lay on his back in his bed. He had his arms crossed behind his head, not able to sleep. He should have been able
to sleep, he just had the crap kicked out of him and he was exhausted. But he couldn't sleep. He lay there thinking about
how he had beaten Dart overall in their sparring match. Whenever he thought about how cunning he had been in casting Death
Dimension and sneaking up on Dart, a smile crossed his face. Not to mention his feelings for Mishi. He didn't understand
girls much, and he didn't know what exactly he was feeling. He sighed heavily deciding that if he didn't get any sleep, he
wouldn't be able to have a rematch with Dart tomorrow. He rolled onto his side, and eventually, he fell asleep.
*****
Mishi was still surprised that Tom had beaten 'The' Dart. She didn't know what she had really expected of the match,
but Tom beating Dart was definitlely not it. The outcome of the land battle, atleast the outcome for Tom is probably more
of what she had expected. She definitely didn't see Tom being able to move after the fight with Dart. She lay down, and
fell asleep.
*****
Tom found himself digging. Not with a shovel, but with his claws. CLAWS!? 'What the fuck is this!?' Tom shouted to
himself. He kept digging, he couldn't stop. He had no control of his body whatsoever. It was so dark. He couldn't see
anything. 'Where am I? What is this?' Tom asked himself.
He woke up, covered in cold sweat. He looked at his hands. They were definitely hands. However, he had cuts and
scrapes all along his hands and arms. He went over to his dresser, which held a mirror and a washing bowl. He grabbed a rag,
dipped in in the bowl, and wiped the fresh blood off of his arms. He slowly crept back into his bed. He lay there in the
same posistion he lay in before. This time he had his arms across his stomach, they throbbed with pain. As he lay pondering
what the dream was, he found himself drifting back to sleep...
The next morning, Tom got dressed, and walked out of his house, with his hands deep in his pockets so that his mom
didn't see them and get worried. That was the last thing he needed.
He trudged over to Dart's house and painstakingly knocked on the door. He heard footsteps on the other side, and in
no time, the door was open with Shana smiling at him from the other side. She invited him in, and he walked inside. They
walked into the kitchen, to where a rather sore Dart sat eating.
"Ready for a rematch?" Tom asked Dart, smirking. He looked at Dart. His hands were covered in cuts and scratches too!
"Hey Dart, where'd you get those cuts on your arms?" Tom asked as naturally curious as possible.
"No clue. Had this really wierd dream last night, and when I woke up, there they were."
"Wait, in this dream, were you digging, and you had claws?" Tom asked, now he was really interested.
"Yeah, as a matter of fact I did. How'd you know that?" Dart asked. Tom pulled his arms out of his pockets to show
them to him.
"Because I had the same dream." Mishi looked scared.
"I wasn't going to say anything, but, seeing as both of you had it too." Mishi spoke timidly as she pulled her arms
out from under the table. Hers too were covered in similar cuts and scratches. Shana stood there, the only one in the room
who had not experienced this dream, or these mysterious wounds.
Before anyone could do anything the ground started shaking. Acting on instinct, Dart transformed. This time however
he had used his Red-eye dragoon spirit, it being more agile. Tom and Mishi, seeing Dart have transformed, transformed also.
They rushed outside, to see the street crack.
"MOM!" Tom shouted as he saw his mother. She had gone outside to see what was going on. When she saw Tom, she didn't
know exactly what she was looking at. When she glanced at the others around him, she realized what he was wearing. A big
smile shown on her face. As she was about to walk over to him, the wooden awning to his house fell on her, forcing her to the
ground. Tom rushed over to her. "Mom are you ok!?" he asked her, his voice shaky. She moved slightly.
"Tom... I'm so proud of you... my little dragoon.." she sighed, closed her eyes, and fell limp. Tears welled up in
Tom's eyes.
"No" he said weakly, "no, mom.... you can't leave me..." Tom said, choking back tears. Just then, a deafening roar
erupted from the crack in the street. It exploded, and out flew an evil that had slept in the bowels of endiness.
It was a large dragon. It had black scales, interlocking so it was almost like an evil armor coat. It had nasty
looking silver claws, that cleave a man in two with ease. It's wings shot out like grotesque deformed blood red bat wings.
It swooped back over the town, looking down with it's wicked eyes, that seemed as if they could set the soul aflame. It
opened it's mouth, revealing a set of deadly teeth. It shot flames out at the town below, setting many houses aflame. It
swooped down low, over Tom's house, which collapsed. Tom cocked his head up.
"Dad!" by this time, tears flowed freely down Tom's face. In around 30 seconds, he had lost the two people who meant
the most to him in the world. Misery was replaced with anger. Tom felt himself become encased with a strange flame. Dart
felt himself de-transform. His dragoon spirits flew out of his bracer, towards Tom. They impacted his chest, where the armor
had a large amythest imbedded. The stone shot red, silver, and finally a deep purple tint of silver.
For the second time in 2 days, Tom felt himself being lifted off the ground without his will. He became encased in a
great silver flame. The shoulders of his armor shot up and formed a neck protecting piece of armor. The armor changed from
purple to the same shade of the large jewel in the center. His legs were covered with leggings made of the same stuff as his
armor. The sword on his back lengthened, and grew several jagged points. Finally, the trim on his armor shot gold, and he was
set back on the ground, the silver flame diminishing.
Tom had reached a great new level, but will it be enough to stop the oldest evil on endiness?
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A/N: Longest chapter yet ^__^ As an added incentive to review, if you review and leave your email address, i'll send you a
copy of the drawing of the armor, and sword i did ^__^ it's not the best, but it's still pretty cool. so plz review!
