Disclaimer: see prologue, John Cena, Rene Dupree, and the WWE United States Heavyweight Championship belong to Vince McMahon.
Legend of Dragoon: Legend Reborn
Volume I: The Gathering
By Red-Eyed Divine Dragoon77415
Azrael arrives and the Second Dragoon is revealed!
"Your sister moved out only a few weeks ago and you already are giving up her room to a complete and total stranger!" said Chris' father Tim.
"Dad, its Azrael," Chris retorted, "She's not a total stranger and she's not moving in permanently. This stay is just until some things blow over for her at home."
"What kind of things?" JoAnn, Chris' mother, inquired.
"Things that were mostly instigated by her younger sister Pyper," said Chris, "Azrael asked me not to mention any of them. I will say that the end results of Pyper's antics force Azrael to pay big amounts of money to people in order to prevent anyone bringing up any charges."
"And Azrael needs to get away from all this," said JoAnn, everything fitting together.
"Yes mom, that's exactly the reason why I invited Azrael to stay with us."
"Well, I still don't like this, but I guess there isn't much of a choice," said Tim, "When is she coming?"
"Today, her flight is due in at 4:30. She said the sooner that she got away from Pyper the sooner she would keep what little sanity she has left. I'm going up to meet her at KCI, and Jacque said that she would come with me," said Chris.
"Well, then shouldn't you be leaving?" said Tim with a wry grin on his face, "It's 3:30 now and it takes quite a while to get out there, you of all people should know that."
"Oh damn you're right!" said Chris, running out the door.
An Hour Later…
"Here it is Gate 5-A, Azrael's flight is coming in here." Chris said as he and Jacque arrived at the terminal door.
"So how will we know who Azrael is?" said Jacque, "Did she give you a picture or anything?"
"Yeah, she sent me a picture a while back. We're looking for an Asian female, age 20, shoulder length hair, black rimmed glasses, and she likes to wear very expensive business suits. It won't be hard to spot her," Said Chris.
"I don't care if Rene's character is anti-American, he should be the U.S. Champion right now, not that Vanilla Ice wannabe, John Cena." came a shrill, and all too familiar voice from the air bridge. Azrael, impeccably dressed as always in a charcoal grey business suit, angrily stormed into the terminal, cell phone to her ear, and her carry on luggage in hand.
"Azrael, over here!" said Chris. Azrael stomped up to Chris and Jacque and promptly put her carry on luggage into Chris' bewildered hands.
"Will you hold this for a second?" said Azrael, "I've got some jerk who's badmouthing Rene's loss at Judgment Day."
"Who's Rene?" said Jacque, quite confused.
"Rene Dupree, a WWE wrestler," said Chris, "He's Azrael's crush. His character is an anti-American Frenchman, but even still Azrael is crazy about him."
"Oh, okay," said Jacque in a voice that said why did I bother to ask?
"Let me tell you something you bitch! As far as I'm concerned, Cena can take his chain and choke himself with it!" screeched Azrael, before slamming her phone shut.
"I take that you're finished or is there anyone else that you need to verbally rip to tiny shreds over the phone?" said Chris dryly.
"No that's the only for today. Who is this? Your girlfriend?" said Azrael, indicating Jacque.
"NO! Nothing like that!" said Chris, turning as red as a tomato, "Azrael, this is my cousin Jacque. Iasked her to come with me to pick you up because I didn't want to come out here all by myself. It's a long trip back home from here,"
"Whatever, let's just grab my stuff and get to your place, I'm tired and I've got jet lag," said Azrael. The three twentysomethings made their way to the luggage carousel when 15 tan suitcases squeezed through.
"Don't tell me, let me guess, this is all yours isn't it?" said Jacque.
"Oh wow, how did you ever guess?" said Azrael.
"I had a feeling that you would bring more than a few suitcases with you, so I brought my grandfather's van to hold everything," said Chris. After loading all of Azrael's things into the van, Chris, Jacque, and Azrael piled inside and Chris drove the 45 minutes from Clay County all the way back to Blue Springs. Jacque got into her car and drove back to her house in Lee's Summit, and Azrael and settled into her temporary home from Pyper's insanity.
"This is my sister's room, it's not much, but for right now it's your home," said Chris, "tomorrow I have the day off, so how about I show you around town?"
"I would like that", said Azrael, "just as long as there are good places to shop."
"Believe me, if Pyper was my younger sister, I would definitely have done the same thing." Chris said, chuckling a bit, "I'm going to bed, see you in the morning."
The two authors settled into their respective beds, each with their own thoughts on their minds. Chris propped himself up on his pillow staring intently at the Red-Eyed Dragoon Spirit, contemplating its power. While Azrael drifted off to sleep, hoping to dream what she would do to Rene Dupree when she finally got her hands on him, but she had a different dream. Azrael saw herself dressed in strange, midnight-blue winged armor with what appeared to be a rapier in hand fighting something that came out of the movies.
Chris and Jacque were there as well, clad in similar armor and both armed with a different weapon. Chris' armor was flame red and held a weapon that looked like a katana. Jacque's armor was like Azrael's but a brilliant white and she was armed with an ornate archer's bow. Azrael saw four others, three guys and a girl dressed in similar winged armor, The first guy was in clad in jade green armor armed with a long spear, The violet clad warrior fought with nothing more than thick gloves on his bare fists , the last male member of the team was clad in brownish gold armor and carried a giant axe with him. The girl wore ocean blue armor in the shape of a one piece swimsuit and carried a pair of daggers with her.
Azrael awoke with a start, "My god, what the hell was that about?" she said to no one.
Meanwhile, in Springfield, MO.
A young man was walking down the street in his neighborhood when all of a sudden a huge wind storm blew up out of nowhere! He struggled to hold onto a street lamp when as quickly as it all started the storm died down.
"Okay, that was really weird," He said resuming his walk. He continued on down the street, trying to push the bizarre incident out of his mind.
A strange green light caught his eye from a storm gutter. Investigating closer, he reached down into the gutter and pulled out a strange green stone that pulsed with a soft light.
"What's this?" said David Christiansen, aka Ninmast, as the Dragoon Spirit of the Jade Dragon chose its new master.
Author's notes. Another chapter completed! The Next Chapter will introduce the Jade Dragoon of Wind. As written by Ninmast.
Also I would like to say something to the John Cena fans. I do not repeat DO NOT hate John Cena! Just the opposite in fact, I think his raps are hilarious, but if for those that have read Azrael's stories, you will know that Azrael loves Rene Dupree as much as her sister Pyper loves Chris Jericho, but Azrael does not have to act like an insane fangirl whenever she sees him. Azrael forgive me if I portrayed you in a negative light with the fangirl crack!