Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Dragoon, the Dragoon spirits, any city on or of the continent of Endiness, the Dragon Buster, or the Winglies. Never have, never will...I don't think. Anyways, Agito, Maritsune, and all the other original characters are mine and mine alone. Use them (without my permission), and I will sadly be forced to end you. That said, please review the fic, and enjoy!
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The Legend of Dragoon:
Shadow of the Dragons
Agito continued to walk through the woods, toward the small town of Seles. It had been three years to the day since he left the Wingly hometown of Ulara, searching for the man who killed his mother and blinded his brother's left eye. Around the hilt of his sword was a piece of his mother's hair ribbon, which had been divided between him and his two brothers. He wore a simple brown jacket and blue jeans, so as not to make humans suspicious of his presence, but his platinum hair and red eyes virtually screamed the word "Wingly" as he passed others. He didn't care. Anyone who stood in his way would soon be dead. Soon, he reached Seles.
Seles was a small town, in the region east of the country of Tiberoa. Seven hundred years had passed since the second Dragon Campaign. The world had changed a lot since then. The practice of magic had become much wider spread. It was now used to power vehicles, and buildings. Even the most common of humans could use magic now. It was no longer a Wingly's privilege to wield magic. It had become commonplace.
Agito continued to walk. He did not know where to, however. The visions of his mother's murder were still vivid in his mind. A Wingly with gold hair and blue eyes had killed his mother. His strength was horrendous. A battle ensued between the man and the three brothers. Sadly, none of them were skilled in the art of battle, except for Agito's older brother, Maritsune. Maritsune's prowess with a spear was amazing for a boy his age. However, it was still of no use. The man hit Maritsune with a powerful blast of magic, which left him blinded in his left eye, turning it completely white. After that, Agito took up the art of the sword, and ran away from home, hoping to find the gold-haired man who destroyed his family.
Agito broke away from his daydream as a car almost hit him. He stepped out of the street and onto the sidewalk. He continued to think about his brothers. His older brother Maritsune would now be twenty, whereas his younger brother, Hikaru, would now be fifteen. Agito himself was now eighteen. He walked into a bar, known as the Squeaky Floor. Why it was named so, Agito did not want to know. It was well-known for being the hangout for many "shady characters," as his last informant had said. If there was a well-known murderer, he could find out that person's whereabouts in this bar.
"No underage drinkers!" the bartender said. Agito walked up to him.
"I'm not here for a drink. I'm here for information," Agito said.
"I don't know nothing 'bout nothing," the bartender said.
"Whatcha need to know, kid?" a large man said.
"I'm looking for a killer," Agito said.
The large man laughed. "We've got plenty of those here. You looking for one in specific?"
"He's a gold-haired Wingly with blue eyes," Agito said.
"I think I know where he is, kid. You follow me out back. I'll tell you where he is," the large man said. Of course, Agito knew he was lying, but if the man wanted that badly to die, then so be it. The two walked into the alley behind the bar. As soon as they were out of public view, the man hit Agito hard in the stomach. He was much stronger than Agito had suspected. It would still be no problem, though.
The man held Agito up by his shirt against the wall. "Power up!" the man said. His muscles grew greatly in mass. Agito also began to feel his strength decreasing. "Now, give me your money, or you're dead."
"Why do the stupid ones always use the strength magic?" Agito said. As the man grew confused, Agito slid from his grasp. "Burn out," Agito said. As he said this, the man burst into flame. When the flame died down, Agito unsheathed his sword and drove it into the man's heart. "Don't bother using power-downs if your opponent has a sword, moron. I don't need strength to cut with a razor-sharp blade.
Agito walked back into the bar. Many stood astounded that Agito had survived the encounter. As Agito announced the other man's death, the other various killers and ruffians chased him out of the building, through the streets and back into the forests from whence Agito came. "Way bad idea!" Agito shouted as they entered the forest.
After about an hour of running and fighting, Agito had run fresh out of healing potions and magic energy. He climbed into a high tree, and the other men began to throw rocks at him. As he dodged the rocks, he noticed one in particular that looked quite strange to him. It was a round, red stone that glowed in the sunlight. It was made neither of metal, nor stone, but, despite its hardness, had a leathery feeling. Agito decided to put it in his pocket and find out what it was later. As he looked down, he saw two people walk from the forest. One was a brown-haired boy, about Agito's age. He wore a gray and white short-sleeved hoodie with jeans. On his right arm was what seemed to be a gauntlet made of the same material as the stone Agito had just found. The other person was a beautiful girl with long black hair. She wore a navel-revealing white t-shirt with tight jeans. On her hip was a quiver full of arrows with a long bow slung over it.
"It's them!" one of the men said. The various criminals took their battle stances. The girl readied her bow. The boy, however, held out his right hand. The gauntlet he was wearing grew over his hand, almost as if it was alive. When it came to somewhat of a point, a blade of pure magic energy shot forth from it. "That's…that's the Dragon Buster! Do you guys know how much we could sell that for?" one of the criminals said. As he did, the two attacked. The boy began hacking away at the killers, while the girl stood back, taking out the criminals at long range, with amazing accuracy. Soon, most of the men were dead. However, the strongest few, the best killers, were still standing, and ready to fight.
"You want to take care of this?" the boy said.
"Sure," the girl said. She held out her hand. In her hand was a white stone, almost identical to the one Agito was holding. The stone began to shine brightly. A pillar of white light appeared around her. Her entire body turned white, and her clothes exploded into what looked like white feathers. The feathers came toward her, and covered her body once more, this time forming shiny white armor. A pair of large spines grew from her back, which then grew into the shape of wings. The armor covered her bow as well.
"Dragoon," Agito said. He had heard of this transformation before. The seven legendary Dragon Knights, the Dragoons, could do this. From what he could remember, this one was the White Silver Dragoon, the dragoon who embodied healing.
The girl held up her bow. The few remaining men were not long for this world. She drew back the string, and light began to gather on the tip of her arrow. She let it loose, resulting in a shockwave that killed all the other criminals. A bright light surrounded her, and the armor disappeared, leaving her normal clothes. The couple began to walk off. Suddenly the boy stopped.
"It's okay," the boy said, "You can come out now."
Agito sighed. He did not like to make friends.
