Chapter 10

Laze accepted the small container from the Dragoon, and placed it between her teeth. She sucked, and the medicine mixed with her bloodstream, making her feel better. She turned to the Dragoon.

"Thanks Kakarot, I owe ya one," she said, smiling.

"No thanks ma'am, 'tis just the way I am," Kakarot said, saluting the girl.

Kakarot was a strong fighter from Guldove, who had come to the El Nido mainland to make some money. He had never counted on becoming a Dragoon here. Sure, he had dreamed, but he thought, dreams would be dreams. Wrong answer by the looks of it.

When Ancha entered, Laze smiled at her.

Ancha hugged her best friend, and said: "Moi waz worried about you! Tu zhould be more careful!!"

"Yeah, well, ye oughta calm down! I ain't no friggin' child anymore?! Alrigh'?!" Laze countered.

"Moi know, but moi can't 'elp it!" Ancha said.

Kakarot watched it all, then said: "I shall be leaving thee alone now."

It was normal for people to know where they were, so as not to worry about each other. Personally, he didn't care. Dying to fulfill one's mission was what most things ended with anyway. He didn't have any troubles with it. None of the Dragoons had, to be precise.

They were all spending time at the Inn in Arni, where a lovely girl with silver hair and eyes helped them if they needed anything. Her friends called her Ciria ©, and they did too, although the male Dragoons politely said Miss Ciria. Ciria wore a small snake-tiara, which circled her hair lovely. The long dress that she wore was made out of silk, was accented with lovely snaky patterns, and flowed over the ground as she walked. Her slender legs brushed together as she walked, and if she wanted to go faster, she had to float a few inches above the ground, a small trick she had taught herself.

She was a terrific host, cook, and could even pack a punch here or there. She had already punched a guy in his face for touching her in the wrong place and way. There was another thing about her; she seemed to develop a crush of some sort on Vegeta, who seemed blind to the whole thing. It wouldn't show normally, but she sometimes stole small peeks at him.

Kakarot found that Vegeta was lucky if he were to have that girl, he admitted that, but personally, he didn't really favor girls. At least, none of the girls he'd met so far. They were all a little too touchy for his taste, in both ways. The girls he'd met so far, only liked him for his status, his looks, or money. Kakarot could care less about the money now. He sent it all to his parents, who were still in Guldove, taking care of his two youngest sisters. His older brother had been one of the Devas, and he sometimes came home to Guldove to teach Kakarot some tricks.

Sometimes, Kakarot wondered if he would do the same if he ever became a Deva. Would he teach his sisters some fighting moves? Would he show them how to use Elements? He didn't know. Personally, he liked to keep the future a surprise, and leave the past for what it was. What happened, happened.

It was night, and almost everyone was asleep in their bed. Vegeta however, was outside, watching the stars, like he used to do with his father. He missed home, but he couldn't go home. He promised Laze he'd stay with her until she was cured of the poison. Don't take this the wrong way, he cared for her, it just wasn't anything more than brother and sister love. It wouldn't go any further than that. And besides, by the way Ancha always acted around Laze, he was starting to think she was lesbian.

Either that or Ancha was a full blood Marbulean. Marbuleans talked and acted exactly like Ancha always did. It wouldn't surprise him if she told him that. He just didn't understand that Laze could last 5 minutes with that girl. Her accent was annoying at some points, and it made her a little hard to understand. However, Laze seemed to tolerate people the way they were, not complaining about them. Only thing she sometimes complained about, were touchy males. Vegeta moved himself in a girl's shoes for once, and nodded. He knew he certainly wouldn't want people to touch him without permission.

The sound of chattering teeth made him turn around.

"Ciria?" he asked the shivering girl, who was rubbing her arms to warm herself. "What are you doing here?"

"I-I-I-I w-w-was ab-about to ask you the s-s-same thing s-s-sir," she stuttered, shivering from the cold.

Vegeta looked confused. Ciria seemed to be hiding something, but what? He walked over to her, and wrapped an arm around her to warm her up. Ciria seemed to like it, a lot.

Vegeta looked back up.

"I was looking up at the stars. My father and I used to this a lot. But I had to leave because of the Porre Army."

"That… sounds so sad," Ciria said, laying her head on Vegeta's shoulder.

Vegeta, for some reason, held the girl closer. Ciria couldn't be any older than he was, and for some reason, it made him feel glad to have her around. They watched the stars together, none of them speaking, in fear of breaking the silence hanging over them.

Neither of them noticed the golden haired girl watch them from the door of the Inn. There had been a pull at her mind, telling her to head outside and watch. And she was doing just that. Watching.

Two weeks at the Inn, and stranger came in, a strange one at that. It was a woman around 30, 35, with long, black hair, and eyes of the strangest color, a color that you couldn't describe. Her body was slender and seemed rather fragile under the gown she wore. She was of Zenan, that much they could tell by the material and color of her gown. It was a light purple, and her pale skin was accented by her hair.

The woman looked around the Inn, then noticed them. Slow and easy, she made her way to them, with hungry male stares following her everywhere she went. She reached their table, and looked around them, before asking to be seated.

"You may," Vegeta said politely.

One of the Dragoons pulled out a chair for the woman, and softly pushed it under her when she sat down.

"Thank you," the woman said softly.

Ciria, who was sitting there as well, was watching the woman, almost as if she recognized her.

Laze, who was sitting beside Ciria, scoffed, and asked: "So, whatya doin' in a place like this? This don't seem like a place someone like ye would go ta."

The woman didn't flinch, but said: "Shouldn't it be I, who should be asking why the Acacia Dragoons and Devas are here in Arni, when they should be in Termina?"

Laze was dumbstruck.

"Mon dieu!!" Ancha whispered in awe.

"Any reason you're here? Or did you just come to chat about the suspicion of the Dragoons lazing around?" Elvor asked, annoyed.

The woman looked at him with those strange eyes, and if you looked closely, you'd see small scales of every Innate Color; White, Black, Blue, Red, Green and Yellow.

"Porre is moving… they are heading this way… you must flee… it is no longer safe for you here…" she whispered, a mysterious tone to her voice.

"Ah non!!" Ancha said angrily.

"Why art thee telling us?" Kakarot asked.

A sudden gush of wind blew through the Inn, and everyone shivered.

"The Black Wind starts to blow… it carries death and mishap… carries it to people who deserve it… even to those whom don't…" the woman continued to whisper as her hair somehow flew up. "One of thee… shall vanish… Another of thee… shall betray thy family… One among you……… will shortly perish…"

Her eyes suddenly lit up a bright red, and with a flash of light and the sound of thunder, the woman was gone.

The woman's word came true. Porre was moving, they were heading south. Vegeta didn't like to admit it, but he had too; they were trapped. To their south, was ocean, to the west, was Cape Howl, to the east, were the Hydra Marshes and Mt. Pyre. It was dangerous, but they traveled east. Ciria took them to Mt. Pyre, where she would put them off, then head back to Arni.

However, that proved to be too dangerous, and she was forced to travel with them through Mt. Pyre. It was the only way.

The magma flows proved to be a problem at first, until Ciria showed them her ability to create invisible bridges, but they were only temporarily. They continued on, across the heat of the volcano, killing all who dared to oppose them. Their feet hardly touched the ground (that of Ciria not at all) as they ran through the caves of Mt. Pyre, hearing the Porre soldiers' commands echoing through the mountain.

Laze was starting to have trouble breathing. The poison was starting to kick in, making her sick and tired. As the others continued, she slowed, until she couldn't take it anymore and fell to her hands and knees, panting. Her heart was beating hard against her chest, and she tried to get up and run, but it was no use; she was too tired.

"So… tired…" she whispered, yet it was enough to make Elvor stop and turn around.

He saw her, and looked at the others, who were now running ahead. He looked from one to another. Vegeta would have his hide if anything happened to her, so, he growled angrily, and raced back to her as fast as he could. Quickly, he picked her up, one arm under her knees, the other around her back, and continued to run ahead, hearing the Porre soldiers gaining on them.

He finally caught up to his friends, but they wouldn't make it. The exit was too far away from them.

"We're not gonna make it… are we…?" a deathly sick Laze asked, and Elvor looked down at her.

"Don't talk, and, yes, we'll make it through this!" he told her.

'I hope,' he added in his mind as they continued on.

Dragoon after Dragoon was killed as they stayed behind to finish off the soldiers of Porre. But there were too many of them. The only ones whom reached Fort Dragonia, were Vegeta, Ciria, Ancha, Kakarot, Elvor and Laze. The other Dragoons, had been killed.

He felt a sudden tug at his mind, and groggily, he opened his large, scaled, red eyes.

"Whu… what's going on?" he asked, stretching his wings, claws, and tail.

Man! Did he sleep or what?!

"I probably slept for a week or something."

He shook his head to remove the cobwebs of sleep, and was fully awake.

"Now, how the Hell did I wake up? I know I don't sleep that light. So what could possibly…"

He stopped when he felt a presence. Six of them… each a different Innate, and… one of them… one of them was ill! He closed his eyes. He could see her face now; pale, with locks of faded gold framing her face, dull sapphire blue eyes. Then he remembered where he'd seen the child; she was the one! A smile touched his face as he focussed his energy on himself.

He shrunk, and was finally satisfied with himself. He looked in a small mirror he had stolen once from a young maiden. It was embedded with wondrous gems, which had made him want it. His skin was pale now, the front of his hair stood up like a flame, while the back cascaded down his back like a waterfall. His ears were pointed, but that couldn't be changed. There was a large battle-scar over his left eye, and his eyes, no human hadn't shivered in fear of seeing those. They were scorching red and emotionless. All whom did not know him, would think him heartless. He tossed the mirror away, and it landed on a pile of silk and velvet, on which he slept. He pulled some clothes on himself, which was made out of black silk and had a fiery red cape as accessory. Then, he picked up a sheath that contained a sword that radiated black energy. He suddenly felt another presence, but this one was evil.

They entered the fort, and Kakarot stopped momentarily.

He then turned to the others and shouted: "Go ahead! I shalt stop them!!"

He grabbed his sword, and Vegeta knew there was no stopping him, but he did say: "Stay alive, Kakarot!"

"Not to worry! I shall!!"

The five of them ran inside, then stopped.

There was a large pillar in the center, and there were four doors, each leading into a different direction. They looked around them, not knowing where to go.

"Oh no!" Ciria whispered. "Now what?!"

Suddenly, a door opened in the pillar in front of them, and out stepped a boy.

"Get in!! Hurry!!" he shouted.

They ran inside, and the door closed immediately. On the center of a strange plate, was the Dragon Emblem. They stood on the platform, the boy ran up to stand on it as well, and the platform lifted off the ground. They heard guns fire, and people scream.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and one of the Porre soldiers shot at them with his gun. Vegeta's eyes widened in shock.

"VEGETA!!!" Ciria shouted.

What happened then, was something no one expected. Vegeta was pushed aside, and the bullet pierced the young girl's heart. Everyone gasped in horror as Ciria's body dropped to the ground… with the woman's voice lingering through their heads.

The Black Wind starts to blow… starts to blow… it carries death… carries death and mishap… carries it to people… to people who deserve it… even to those… even to those whom don't… One of thee… one of thee… shall vanish… shall vanish… Another of thee… another of thee… shall betray… shall betray thy family… One among you… one among you… one among you… will shortly… will shortly… one among you……… will shortly perish…

God… poor Ciria… sorry people. This was just to show you that the Black Wind, doesn't, make, mistakes. There's going to be a dead person somewhere in the future.

Reviews:

Hope: I hope this explains it a little bit.

Guitar Daughter of Piccolo: Dreadful. Well, if you ever play it, at least you have a little piece of info about the Elements and Innate Colors.

trunks babe: Ooh, that son of a bitch is gonna die in later chapters. Don't worry, I'll make him pay!

Tenshi: Well, there are a few Saiyans in this story, though the gang exists out of humans and a large part of El Nidoans. Elements are nothing special and can be used by everybody!

Paper-Thin: Here's some more background info. Next chapter follows the main part of the story though.

DarkAngelB: Yep. You have the game? I restarted because I can't beat FATE. I need the Black Plate from the Black Dragon and the Mastermune from Dario. Don't have those. (About those plates, have Fargo in your party when facing the Dragons and have him steal the plates for you. Depending on the color, they absorb damage done by Elements.)

kino: I will, and are you Ayla's boyfriend a.k.a. future husband or something? Or just a CT, CC fanatic?

Tracy: [snickers] That had been the point.

Christine: Here you are.

Ciria: Kakarot had been a Dragoon (like you didn't know already), they'll find the Green Dragon when they reach El Nido. Also, the person talking through Laze, was the youngest of the Black Dragon Twins. Just a giveaway, she calls herself Same.

Okay, going good. 105 reviews, how's that? Take it or leave it you people.