A/N: Gah, sorry about the long wait, a lot of messed up, and really cool shit has been going on in my life. I have every
intention of completing this story, if it takes a while sometimes, just know it's cuz i either have no time to write, or i
can't write cuz of stuff that's happening on my end. Well, anyways, onwards!!
Chapter 8: Bale
Dart led the two teens into the huge city that is Bale. They walked down the main street, until they reached a great
fountain, in the middle lay the biggest and most magnificent fountain that Tom and Mishi had ever seen. They manuevered
around the town until they reached the castle. At first the guard at the door told them that they weren't allowed to go see
the royal highnesses unless thay had an appointment. Dart, now without his Dragoon spirit, had no way to prove his identity,
but the other two did. After leaving a bedazzled guard, they strode into the castle. Dart knew his way around, so he led
the two up into the throne room, where he knew Albert was stuck most of the time, to see Albert and Emille sitting, holding
conference with someone who they didn't know.
"Yes, I understand that your farm is dieing, but I have no way to help you. It is not the fault of the crown that
your crops didn't come out well!" Albert said somewhat annoyedly. The man, now apparent as a farmer, put on an indignant
face.
"It wouldn't be the first time that you've helped people, I remember when you gave that friend of yours all that
money!" Dart got angry, he knew that he was the one who the man was talking about.
"Yes, he did give me that money, but only because my whole village was destroyed! From what I've heard, you just had
a bad harvest. Imperial Sandora didn't come in and wipe your farm out of existence!" Dart said, slightly face slightly red.
"Humph!" The farmer turned and walked out. Albert and Emille's faces both held huge smiles, restraining themselves
from breaking into a very large fit of laughter. Albert was the first one to recover, he stood up and walked up to his old
friend, giving him a short hug.
"It's good to see you again Dart." Albert said, while Emille got up and gave him a hug and a kiss. Alber looked over
Dart's shoulder, and noticed the two teens sitting in the back waiting to be acknowledged(sp?). They looked nervous, which
wouldn't surprise the king, after all he WAS their king. "And who would these two fine young people be?" Albert asked, and
walked over to shake their hands. Dart turned to face them, and pointed at Tom.
"That one is Tom, he's been a friend of Shana's and mine for a pretty long time. And the other one," Dart said,
turning his hand to point at Mishi, "that is Mishi, she came to us, with a dragoon spirit seeking training. Which up until
now I had completely forgotten about," Dart said, smacking his palm to his forehead.
"Ah, so I see, she is a dragoon of the Red-eye dragon, just like you Da-" before Albert could finish what he was
saying, Dart interjected.
"Used to be, I used to be a dragoon of the Red-eye dragon, but it appears that Tom here is also a dragoon, and his
dragoon spirit seems to like to absorb other ones." Tom blushed and looked down at his feet, apparently, he found something
very interesting about them, because he didn't look up right away. "And my Divine Dragoon spirit too!" Dart said, chuckling.
"So, Tom was it, your dragoon spirit is a transformed dragoon spirit?" Albert asked, then he noticed the strange
silver-violet gem around his neck. "Ah I see, I would like to see what you look like in your new dragoon armor, if you would
transform please?" Tom called on his dragoon spirit. He felt everything slow down. He looked into Albert's eyes, and it
seemed to take forever for him to blink. Then, out of nowhere, a bright white light engulfed him, similarly to how his old
transformation's darkness had. His torso and legs had been covered in what looked like tar, and it was slowly hardening. It
had taken what felt like 5 minutes for the armor to harden, and afterwards, a crystal appeared before him, in the center lay
his sword. The crystal shattered and went everywhere, leaving his sword floating in front of him. Cracks started to show
in his armor, and soon it was completely covered in cracks, light leaking out from them. From his chest, pushed the ornate
stone showing his dragoon color. The tar shattered, he reached out and grabbed his sword, the light disappeared, and he was
able to see everyone else in the room, he sheathed his sword behind his back. Albert stood in awe. He didn't even have time
blink before his transformation was complete, this sent his mind spiraling 'Can he control time?'
*****
The trio had been in Bale for three days when Dart got a letter from Shana. Zeig's illness had gotten worse, and he
needed to get medical attention as soon as possible. Dart asked Tom to fly him home, and he did, Mishi right next to him.
It took about 5 hours to get back to Celes from Bale, and when they got there, they were met by a very weak Shana, it didn't
look like she had gotten any sleep for the past couple of days. When Dart opened the door, she rushed at him and sobbed into
his shoulder, Dart just stood there, patting her back to calm her down. It took her about 5 minutes, but she was finally
able to stop crying. She explained that Zeig wasn't the only one in the village who had gotten sick, infact, almost all of
the children had aquired this strange sickness in the past couple of days.
"Has anyone sent for a healer?" Dart asked. Shana nodded, and started to speak, but couldn't, she broke down into
tears again. Between sobs, Shana started an explanation, but it was very shaky, and none of them understood it. She looked
up into their dumbstruck faces, and choked back the tears.
"We've sent for a healer, but they couldn't come. It appears that Celes isn't the only town whose children have
fallen ill. They said that they were needed right where they were." She broke down again, and continued her sobbing. Dart
waved for the two to go into the next room, and they did. Another five minutes passed. Dart came through the door, a mixture
of anger and sadness on his face. He sat down across from the two teens.
"According to Shana, the healers think that the reason behind this illness is probably that dragon that attacked our
village. They think that if you kill him, all the children will get better, gradually, but they will get better." This was
too much for Tom. He shot upright.
"You've got to be kidding me! The damn thing isn't happy with just destroying towns, it has to kill off the children
using some kind of bizarre disease!" Tom felt his anger grow, and the last thing that he remembered was feeling things
pounding into his chest, 6 times he was hit, he fell over, winded...
Ah... well, this chapter was... different... again, sorry for the wait. I anticipate more sad stuff and more fluff, my life
is turning into a fluff story at the moment, so i'm going to try and release some of the tension that i have through writing.
I will try to update as soon as possible this time, so until next time, Tschus!(bye in german)
intention of completing this story, if it takes a while sometimes, just know it's cuz i either have no time to write, or i
can't write cuz of stuff that's happening on my end. Well, anyways, onwards!!
Chapter 8: Bale
Dart led the two teens into the huge city that is Bale. They walked down the main street, until they reached a great
fountain, in the middle lay the biggest and most magnificent fountain that Tom and Mishi had ever seen. They manuevered
around the town until they reached the castle. At first the guard at the door told them that they weren't allowed to go see
the royal highnesses unless thay had an appointment. Dart, now without his Dragoon spirit, had no way to prove his identity,
but the other two did. After leaving a bedazzled guard, they strode into the castle. Dart knew his way around, so he led
the two up into the throne room, where he knew Albert was stuck most of the time, to see Albert and Emille sitting, holding
conference with someone who they didn't know.
"Yes, I understand that your farm is dieing, but I have no way to help you. It is not the fault of the crown that
your crops didn't come out well!" Albert said somewhat annoyedly. The man, now apparent as a farmer, put on an indignant
face.
"It wouldn't be the first time that you've helped people, I remember when you gave that friend of yours all that
money!" Dart got angry, he knew that he was the one who the man was talking about.
"Yes, he did give me that money, but only because my whole village was destroyed! From what I've heard, you just had
a bad harvest. Imperial Sandora didn't come in and wipe your farm out of existence!" Dart said, slightly face slightly red.
"Humph!" The farmer turned and walked out. Albert and Emille's faces both held huge smiles, restraining themselves
from breaking into a very large fit of laughter. Albert was the first one to recover, he stood up and walked up to his old
friend, giving him a short hug.
"It's good to see you again Dart." Albert said, while Emille got up and gave him a hug and a kiss. Alber looked over
Dart's shoulder, and noticed the two teens sitting in the back waiting to be acknowledged(sp?). They looked nervous, which
wouldn't surprise the king, after all he WAS their king. "And who would these two fine young people be?" Albert asked, and
walked over to shake their hands. Dart turned to face them, and pointed at Tom.
"That one is Tom, he's been a friend of Shana's and mine for a pretty long time. And the other one," Dart said,
turning his hand to point at Mishi, "that is Mishi, she came to us, with a dragoon spirit seeking training. Which up until
now I had completely forgotten about," Dart said, smacking his palm to his forehead.
"Ah, so I see, she is a dragoon of the Red-eye dragon, just like you Da-" before Albert could finish what he was
saying, Dart interjected.
"Used to be, I used to be a dragoon of the Red-eye dragon, but it appears that Tom here is also a dragoon, and his
dragoon spirit seems to like to absorb other ones." Tom blushed and looked down at his feet, apparently, he found something
very interesting about them, because he didn't look up right away. "And my Divine Dragoon spirit too!" Dart said, chuckling.
"So, Tom was it, your dragoon spirit is a transformed dragoon spirit?" Albert asked, then he noticed the strange
silver-violet gem around his neck. "Ah I see, I would like to see what you look like in your new dragoon armor, if you would
transform please?" Tom called on his dragoon spirit. He felt everything slow down. He looked into Albert's eyes, and it
seemed to take forever for him to blink. Then, out of nowhere, a bright white light engulfed him, similarly to how his old
transformation's darkness had. His torso and legs had been covered in what looked like tar, and it was slowly hardening. It
had taken what felt like 5 minutes for the armor to harden, and afterwards, a crystal appeared before him, in the center lay
his sword. The crystal shattered and went everywhere, leaving his sword floating in front of him. Cracks started to show
in his armor, and soon it was completely covered in cracks, light leaking out from them. From his chest, pushed the ornate
stone showing his dragoon color. The tar shattered, he reached out and grabbed his sword, the light disappeared, and he was
able to see everyone else in the room, he sheathed his sword behind his back. Albert stood in awe. He didn't even have time
blink before his transformation was complete, this sent his mind spiraling 'Can he control time?'
*****
The trio had been in Bale for three days when Dart got a letter from Shana. Zeig's illness had gotten worse, and he
needed to get medical attention as soon as possible. Dart asked Tom to fly him home, and he did, Mishi right next to him.
It took about 5 hours to get back to Celes from Bale, and when they got there, they were met by a very weak Shana, it didn't
look like she had gotten any sleep for the past couple of days. When Dart opened the door, she rushed at him and sobbed into
his shoulder, Dart just stood there, patting her back to calm her down. It took her about 5 minutes, but she was finally
able to stop crying. She explained that Zeig wasn't the only one in the village who had gotten sick, infact, almost all of
the children had aquired this strange sickness in the past couple of days.
"Has anyone sent for a healer?" Dart asked. Shana nodded, and started to speak, but couldn't, she broke down into
tears again. Between sobs, Shana started an explanation, but it was very shaky, and none of them understood it. She looked
up into their dumbstruck faces, and choked back the tears.
"We've sent for a healer, but they couldn't come. It appears that Celes isn't the only town whose children have
fallen ill. They said that they were needed right where they were." She broke down again, and continued her sobbing. Dart
waved for the two to go into the next room, and they did. Another five minutes passed. Dart came through the door, a mixture
of anger and sadness on his face. He sat down across from the two teens.
"According to Shana, the healers think that the reason behind this illness is probably that dragon that attacked our
village. They think that if you kill him, all the children will get better, gradually, but they will get better." This was
too much for Tom. He shot upright.
"You've got to be kidding me! The damn thing isn't happy with just destroying towns, it has to kill off the children
using some kind of bizarre disease!" Tom felt his anger grow, and the last thing that he remembered was feeling things
pounding into his chest, 6 times he was hit, he fell over, winded...
Ah... well, this chapter was... different... again, sorry for the wait. I anticipate more sad stuff and more fluff, my life
is turning into a fluff story at the moment, so i'm going to try and release some of the tension that i have through writing.
I will try to update as soon as possible this time, so until next time, Tschus!(bye in german)
