Chapter I: Enter, The Dragon Force! Part I: Heed The Cry Of The Brave!

"I have a Twin Brother?" Timothy asks wide-eyed.

"You did…" Rose said, starting to cry. "But he died at birth. I don't know how he is still alive."

"Why didn't you guys tell me?"

"Well, we just didn't think you were ready." Jake says.

"Guys, I'm twelve. I'll be thirteen in two months and you say I wasn't ready?"

"Well, yeah."

"Ungh…"

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"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Sending a few E-mails."

"Why?"

"You'll see."

"Tell me."

"Fine. I'm E-mailing the most skilled dragon-children in the world to meet in central park."

"Why?"

"Well, with Seymour being as strong as he is and him still being out there, I think it's time you have an entire team to fight with you. Best part is you're the leader."

"What?" Timothy couldn't believe his ears.

"It's true."

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In Washington D.C. a kid with army pants, military boots, and a white T-shirt with the words, 'Down with Bordawits, up with Turner' on it, referring to the current presidential election; read his mail. The message read: "You are hereby invited to a meeting of the most skilled dragon-children on earth. The meeting will be in New York City's Central Park this Saturday at 10:00 AM sharp."

"Heh, finally someone realizes my potential."

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In Russia, a girl with brown hair and pigtails read the mail she got. "Cool!"

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In Germany, a boy in a black shirt read the message as well. "Yeah! Finally more dragon children!"

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In China, a boy with a red sweater and black pants read the same message. "I'm there!"

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Finally, in Tokyo, a girl with long black hair read the invitation. "No way am I going to miss that!"

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On Saturday all the kids were at Central park. "So, this is it, only six kids? Come on!" The teen from Washington shouted.

"Skilled fighters like us are hard to come by I guess. By the way, I'm Timothy."

"Timothy eh?" The teen from Washington asked. "I'll call you T. Oh, I'm Rad." His shirt now had large thumbs down and the word Loser on it. He was wearing the same pants and boots however.

"I'm Mari." The Russian girl said.

"Name's Harry." The German boy says.

"Jack. Friends call me Jack Javelin though." The Chinese kid said.

"And I am Rina. Nice to meet you all." Just then Jake walks in.

"My name is Jake. Jake Long. I am the father of Timothy."

"No way!" Rad screamed.

"Way dude. Anyway, I'm sure you've all heard of a man named Seymour, right?"

"Yeah. He was defeated by a dragon child right?" Harry asks.

"Yes. My son. I created this team to stop Seymour and my son's evil twin."

"Evil twin?" Rad asks.

"Yes."

"What's this, a team of children? To stop me? You must be kidding. Oh poor Jake, you are nuts!"

"Seymour!" The monster floated down.

"Glad you remember me. These… children… pity you got them involved in this. Now I'll have to kill them all!" Seymour opens his palm, revealing an eye, which shot a laser at Mari.

"EEEEEKKKK!"

"Really, I think I'm wasting my time. Draco!" Timothy's twin; formally known as Tommy flew in. "Kill them."

"My pleasure…"

To Be Continued…