"Rising Fire!" screamed the red, black and silver clad warrior; a large ball of fire escaping his then cupped hands.
The humongous ball of destruction sped towards his brown, beast like armored foe, picking up power as it charged forward. Down on his knees, Slash Beast slowly tried to catch his breath; each individual inhalation feeling as if a truck had managed to plow straight through his lungs. There was nothing he could do. He could feel the blood running down his mouth from his innards.
Looking up at the sphere of death coming at him, Slash Beast quickly sprang to his feet, and leapt out of the way of the way of the massive ball of flame. However, for Slash things would quite be so simple. His head turned back, the brown dreads that were hair fell across his face as he watched the Dragoon direct the ball of fire with the movement of his arms. With a flick of Magma Dragoon's wrist the massive ball of flame quickly performed a U-Turn, heading back towards the beast.
"SHIT!" yelled Slash as he pulled himself up from the ground.
There was now no other choice, Slash Beast would have to unleash his most powerful weapon onto his solemn, yet dangerous foe.
Dropping his shoulders as if in a horse stance, Slash proceeded to ball up his fist letting his chakra flood into his more than capable hands.
"I don't want to have to do this Avery but you leave me no choice!" exclaimed Slash Beast, his claws now glowing a bright, neon green.
"TWIN SLASHER!" yelled the young warrior before dropping his left shoulder even further down, and throwing his right claw overhead in an arch, ripping a whole in the air.
The masses of air currents collided, each one pushing against the others, before slowing becoming sleeker and deadlier. The ball of death pushed on closer, as finally the air currents molded into a trio of fine neon green blades of air ripping through the mother earth. Suddenly, the two massive entities collided sparking a mass nuclear reaction. The nuclear catastrophe began to engulf everything around it, burning away the surrounding trees, and turning the surrounding mountain side into ruble.
Everything within range soon became engulfed by the sheer power and ferociousness of the battle, including the two warriors. Both young fighters were engulfed within the burning blaze, succumbing to its dark power…..
"SHIT!" he shouted, jerking up from his bed, looking around.
Avery had awoken from his dream, not able to actually comprehend if his dream had been a nightmare, or a blessing in disguise.
Frag I- Rebirth
"Stop you!" screamed a tall black clad soldier, running headstrong ahead.
The object of their desire turned its head back, looking at them through its ruby tented eyes. It was a machine but trade, but something was different about it. It was very tall, about 6'3, and was all silver, red, and black. It's feet were clawed, as if to stabilize itself when running, or better yet jumping. Jagged, almost dragon like teeth surrounded his mouth when he delivered a toothy grin.
"Magma Dragoon, Cease you damn animal!" cried out a shorter soldier, barely able to keep up with his partner in front.
It was all clear now. This animal, this machine, was Magma Dragoon. A machine by trade, a dragon by birth. Charging forward, Magma Dragoon quickly noted what was ahead of it…and didn't really like its options. It was now on a small expanse that was a peak, hanging high above a large sapphire sea.
There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and most of all, no knowledge of why these men were chasing it. Slapping on the breaks, Magma Dragoon edged close to the end of the peak, turning back to spot the soldiers following him. They had done it. They had finally managed to corner the one Maverick that would soon play a part in their masterpiece.
"MAGMA DRAGOON!" shouted the slower of the soldiers, barely hear-able through his black biker helmet. "You have been charged with the assignation, of Grand Maester Colonel. You have been sentenced to public execution."
The large dragoon looked back at its accusers with fire filled eyes, before baring its fangs to its adversaries.
"This is absolutely ludicrous! I was not the one that assassinated Grand Maester Colonel!" yelled the dragoon, is razor sharp fangs becoming increasingly more visible. "All of the Repliforce army knows just as well as I do, that it was master Zero who defeated Maester Colonel!"
Slight chuckles emitted from underneath the helmets of the soldiers, as the inched closer to Magma Dragoon. Something wasn't quite right about this, and the dragoon knew it.
"You know for a primal beast, you are awfully smart. Yes it is true that Master Zero was the one that defeated Colonel, but the public does not know that." Exclaimed the faster of the soldiers, his voice cold and emotionless. "No one will ever no of Zero's betrayal because you will not have the luxury of telling them! As soon as we capture you, you'll be scrapped for parts and that maverick core inside you will be put under intense research."
"You see, this was all planned from the very beginning Magma. You may be one of the most powerful mavericks in all of Neo-Arcadia, but even you, the great and powerful Magma Dragoon cannot hold up to Master Gate. Give it up. This battle is completely useless for you to be fighting." stated the latter of the soldiers.
He had reached his breaking point. How could Gate, the man that had help create him and all of the Mavericks, turn against them? Was he trying to create a Maverick revolution? It just didn't make sense, but at the moment there was no time for sense as Magma Dragoon slowly backed up, balls of his clawed feet on the edge of the cliff. The two black clad soldiers inched closer to Dragoon, hands outstretched to grab the large maverick.
It was now or never. Magma Dragoon had one choice, wither he would dive into the rocky, and utterly dangerous waters below, or be captured by the repliforce army and turned into Gate's personal guinea pig.
"I won't let you get me!" screamed Magma Dragoon, as he tuned towards the sea and leapt headstrong into the raging sea.
The monstrous waves crashed against each other, spraying the free-falling dragoon with mist. Searing pain coursed through his body as the water caused steam to arise from his burning hot body.
"This is it" thought Dragoon, as underneath him formed a whirlpool. In truth, this whirlpool would've ripped his body to shreds but Dragoon knew that. Maybe, the whirlpool would be a release from his tormented life. With a large splash, Dragoon became engulfed within the clashing. The water spilled over the expanse of his body, with away at his armor and severing his circuits.
Upon the cliff the soldiers looked down upon the resting place of magma dragoon, a solemn look taking over.
"Master Gate is not going to be pleased with this, Briggs." exclaimed the shorter of the two soldiers.
"What Gate doesn't know, won't hurt us, Bickson." stated Briggs, staring back at his partner.
"I'm not really so sure about that. Master Gate has his ways of finding things out." said Bickson.
"Just shut up about it. Gate will never find, out and that's the end of that." exclaimed Briggs, turning away from the cliff. "C'mon, let's go."
Briggs began to walk away, seemingly lost in thought. But Bickson however, knew something was wrong. This wouldn't be the last time they would come in contact with Magma Dragoon. He just knew it. Turning tail, Bickson quickly caught up to his partner as both set to leave the scene.
His body was now mangled, circuits exposed, and Maverick Core almost in shambles.
"I...c..can't…d..d...die…here" said Dragoon, taking in an immense amount of water.
After being tossed around for what seemed like hours within the raging waters, Dragoon finally sunk to the ocean floor, crashing in between a pair of adjacent rocks.
High above on the cliff ahead, a man in all black stood watching over the water. The fading sun gleamed off of his black sunglasses, as he lifted what looked like a cell phone to his mouth. The object was silver, and sort of looked like a virgin mobile sliding cell phone. Pushing up the sliding cover, the man looked down into the deep blue water with ice cold eyes.
"Let it through to the Second Zone." exclaimed the man, pushing down the cover of the object.
Blood ran down Magma's body, causing the clear blue water around him to become a crimson shroud of death. There was no way around it, he was going to die here unless he found a way to escape his watery grave. Suddenly the rocks underneath his mangled and mashed body began to fade away, allowing his form to slip through. In sliding through, Dragoon was introduced to a world of pure darkness. There was no light as far as he could see, and the emptiness of it seemed to sap his energy.
"Do you wish to survive?" beckoned a far off voice, drawing Dragoons attention.
With not much strength remaining, all the bleeding maverick could muster was a slight shake of the head.
"Well then, allow to hand you the key to your cell that was your body." Announced the voice once again, causing a rupture in the chest of Magma Dragoon.
Something was happening to the Dragoon. Blood like oil erupted from his ripped open chest, coating his silver parts in a crimson mask of blood. His vision slowly became blurry and quickly faded to black as his body began to death spasm. A sign of his final moments. When it was all said and done, the only thing the remained was a life husk of what used to be a proud, powerful,…dragon. Suddenly a bright light began to shine from within the husk, burning a bright red as the twinkling light arose from the deceased body into the darkness.
"It is done. Now Magma Dragoon. You have been granted the chance to begin your life anew." stated the ominous voice. "Your new life begins, where a young boys ends. Be gone my creation, the first of a new breed."
The twinkling suddenly receded into darkness, leaving its luminescent glow behind.
Well that's the first chapter ya'll. Hit me back with comments, maybe characters you would like to see. Oh, and please review this, I can take criticism. Thanks and god bless. Be on the look out for the next chapters.