In the End
Thanks for considering to read my story as you can tell from the summary it is a continuation from everyone else's dreams of what happened in the story. So read and enjoy.
Dart and Shana had a daughter after about 2 years of marriage. Her name would be later known all across the world. Maybe even better than the tree of life. Shinara was to be the name. She was a lovely blend of Shana's heart and Dart's talent, love and skill of fighting. She was just depressed because her mother could not have anymore children so she would just have to continue being an only child and a tomboy. But it isn't like she has a choice being that it was only boys around her and they weren't the best influences.
"Shinara why won't you ever wear a skirt?" her concerned mother asked her. "I don't see a point mother. Why should I if all is going to happen is I'm going to get them torn. Why do you want me to wear them, what, do you think I'm not girly enough just because you were oh, so girly?" she asked with an attitude and she had reason for one all her mother did was try and make her be more like her. So she was just becoming sick of it.
"Shin, I don't see why you have to get so angry about it. I was just asking you a question. So don't be mouthing off like you are grown yet, you are still only 16 years old." her mother replied. "I'm 16 years of a very bored grown and mature girl." she quipped. "What was that child?" "Nothing important mother." Shinara replied as she walked off to where her father was training.
"Dad?" she called to him before she got too close. She had learned this the hard way. Once, about a year ago her father was intensely training, deeply in thought about the death about of the woman she swears her father loves maybe even more than her mother, Rose. She ran up to him quietly and grabbed his arm tell him some great news about her adventure with a couple friends, Benar, Bognor, Saquel, and Cecril. Her father was surprised and slashed her arm just above the elbow, not enough to kill but enough to scar and cause great pain. When he looked he found it to be his daughter.
"Yes Shinara?" he answered while putting his weapon down. She began to walk closer to Dart and consult with her father. "Dad, mother keeps trying to put me in those god-forsaken things. Can you please tell her to quit it?" she complained. "What god-forsaken things? Are you talking about those dresses she begs you to wear at least once a week?" he said smiling at his daughter who reminded him so much of Shana.
"Don't say it like they aren't the most dreadful things you have ever see!" she responded. "Shin, you speak of them as if they are Kraken. It is just a piece of cloth..."" But dad!" she cut him off. "I would wear the leg of a Kraken before I would wear a skirt! I will never wear one." she said, but before she could complain farther, a man came running screaming her father's name.
"Dart! Oh Dart please come quick! These monsters are attacking the village! We don't know what they are! Please help!" her father quickly grabbed his sword and his daughter ran and got hers and she followed.
When she got closer she saw them to be Dragoons. But something was strange about them they seemed to be sort of transparent but evil in a way. While she stood there and studied them her father was being double teamed by two of the Dragoons. She ran after them and slashed one of the evil dragoons across the back and he quickly turned and swung his sword at her. Being trained by her father this was a skill quickly learned, she ducked and slashed him again on his thigh. He doubled over and went down on one knee. With that she rammed her sword through his chin and it came out the top of hid head with some remains of some dark slimy substance (hopefully it wasn't his so-called brain) on the tip. She quickly turned to help her father and was surprised to find him standing there proudly watching her with amazement at his daughter.
"Well you have improved much since I last trained with you. We need to train again so I can see just how good you will be against me." he said with pride filling his voice. "Sure father, but mustn't we fist figure out why they were here?" she asked. "I know why they are here." Cecril responded. "Why? What were they after you?" Shinara asked. "Yes and no. They weren't actually after me they were after this." he said and held up this stone. "I found this after I killed this blackish-purple dragon." he said. I t was a dragoon spirit and it floated towards Shinara and glowed brightly. "Shin the spirit has chosen you." Dart said dreadfully because he knew what led before a dragoon, death, killing and heartache.
Thanks for reading so far I'm going to work on the next chapter tomorrow. This is pretty long chapter but it was a lot that needed to be know. So, give me some reviews and don't be scared cuz' I don't bite, unless necessary...
Thanks for considering to read my story as you can tell from the summary it is a continuation from everyone else's dreams of what happened in the story. So read and enjoy.
Dart and Shana had a daughter after about 2 years of marriage. Her name would be later known all across the world. Maybe even better than the tree of life. Shinara was to be the name. She was a lovely blend of Shana's heart and Dart's talent, love and skill of fighting. She was just depressed because her mother could not have anymore children so she would just have to continue being an only child and a tomboy. But it isn't like she has a choice being that it was only boys around her and they weren't the best influences.
"Shinara why won't you ever wear a skirt?" her concerned mother asked her. "I don't see a point mother. Why should I if all is going to happen is I'm going to get them torn. Why do you want me to wear them, what, do you think I'm not girly enough just because you were oh, so girly?" she asked with an attitude and she had reason for one all her mother did was try and make her be more like her. So she was just becoming sick of it.
"Shin, I don't see why you have to get so angry about it. I was just asking you a question. So don't be mouthing off like you are grown yet, you are still only 16 years old." her mother replied. "I'm 16 years of a very bored grown and mature girl." she quipped. "What was that child?" "Nothing important mother." Shinara replied as she walked off to where her father was training.
"Dad?" she called to him before she got too close. She had learned this the hard way. Once, about a year ago her father was intensely training, deeply in thought about the death about of the woman she swears her father loves maybe even more than her mother, Rose. She ran up to him quietly and grabbed his arm tell him some great news about her adventure with a couple friends, Benar, Bognor, Saquel, and Cecril. Her father was surprised and slashed her arm just above the elbow, not enough to kill but enough to scar and cause great pain. When he looked he found it to be his daughter.
"Yes Shinara?" he answered while putting his weapon down. She began to walk closer to Dart and consult with her father. "Dad, mother keeps trying to put me in those god-forsaken things. Can you please tell her to quit it?" she complained. "What god-forsaken things? Are you talking about those dresses she begs you to wear at least once a week?" he said smiling at his daughter who reminded him so much of Shana.
"Don't say it like they aren't the most dreadful things you have ever see!" she responded. "Shin, you speak of them as if they are Kraken. It is just a piece of cloth..."" But dad!" she cut him off. "I would wear the leg of a Kraken before I would wear a skirt! I will never wear one." she said, but before she could complain farther, a man came running screaming her father's name.
"Dart! Oh Dart please come quick! These monsters are attacking the village! We don't know what they are! Please help!" her father quickly grabbed his sword and his daughter ran and got hers and she followed.
When she got closer she saw them to be Dragoons. But something was strange about them they seemed to be sort of transparent but evil in a way. While she stood there and studied them her father was being double teamed by two of the Dragoons. She ran after them and slashed one of the evil dragoons across the back and he quickly turned and swung his sword at her. Being trained by her father this was a skill quickly learned, she ducked and slashed him again on his thigh. He doubled over and went down on one knee. With that she rammed her sword through his chin and it came out the top of hid head with some remains of some dark slimy substance (hopefully it wasn't his so-called brain) on the tip. She quickly turned to help her father and was surprised to find him standing there proudly watching her with amazement at his daughter.
"Well you have improved much since I last trained with you. We need to train again so I can see just how good you will be against me." he said with pride filling his voice. "Sure father, but mustn't we fist figure out why they were here?" she asked. "I know why they are here." Cecril responded. "Why? What were they after you?" Shinara asked. "Yes and no. They weren't actually after me they were after this." he said and held up this stone. "I found this after I killed this blackish-purple dragon." he said. I t was a dragoon spirit and it floated towards Shinara and glowed brightly. "Shin the spirit has chosen you." Dart said dreadfully because he knew what led before a dragoon, death, killing and heartache.
Thanks for reading so far I'm going to work on the next chapter tomorrow. This is pretty long chapter but it was a lot that needed to be know. So, give me some reviews and don't be scared cuz' I don't bite, unless necessary...