Chapter 2: The Outside world?

Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Dragoon. I only own Ken, and any of my ideas that are inserted within the fic.

A small light flooded out of the dark tunnel as Ken made his way through the exit. Looking up he could see that night was slowly fading, the sun peaking out over the horizon. Extinguishing the small flame that was in his hand he looked around his surroundings with the faint light of the sun.

His first look at the outside world gave him only one thought.

'What the..?'

Surrounding him was nothing but ruins of a city. A large statue lay in pieces along the sandy floor, half blocking a staircase. A small cavern lay across from him, but was also sealed by what seemed to have been a large rockslide. The only path which looked remotely crossable was to the right, where the remains of a door lay, shattered into pieces.

"It looks like a war was fought here or something…" Ken muttered to himself as he stepped over the rocks strewn across the floor. Before him lay a bridge, battered with dust and numerous broken arrows littered all around. They were very old however, proving that it was quite a long time before any battle was fought here. Reaching the end of the bridge he walked through a similar door ignoring the ruins of what seemed to have been a great city.

As he entered the next area a shout reached his ears.

"Drop all your belongings now!" A deep voice yelled from his left as a figure dropped to the ground, sand raising up as he landed. Two other similar figures landed behind him, making him wonder how he didn't notice them before.

"You deaf or something boy?" Asked another raising up a small dagger, glistening in the sun. All three wore masks and a cap hiding their features from his view.

"I want to beat on something anyway!" Said the third rushing forward.

I reacted purely on instinct. Before he rushed I was confused on why I was getting attacked. Was the Wingly prejudice this bad? There was no more time to think as a fireball lit up in my hand and smashed itself into his chest sending him flying backwards. He dropped with a sickening friends as his two allies stared in horror.

"Yo-you killed him!! Monster!" The first one shouted out before running off into the ruins, as the second one followed. The smell of burnt flesh made me sick.

"I killed him…."

I stumbled backwards in light of this fact. I had actually killed a man… I had no more time to think on this however, as out of the shadow of the buildings scorpions flooded out.

10…

20…

50…

There were way too many for me to take on at once.

"Crap.." Ken muttered quickly forgetting the man as he jumped over a rock narrowly dodging a stinger and running down the path. It's a good thing the ancient city's entrance was close because within seconds he was running out of it, the large scorpions slowly chasing. As he started to run he tripped over a rock and fell off the cliff he was on falling to his seemingly demise, however he was lifted upwards and found himself standing upside down on a rock.

"What the he-" He was cut off by a stinger being stuck next to his head, a quick turn and slash from his sword later and the stinger was removed causing the monster to shriek in agony. Ken took this time to attempt to continue on however, a step later he found himself walking sideways on another rock.

"Your kidding me!!" He shouted out to no one as two more scorpions managed to catch up to him. He turned quickly the familiar ball of flames in his hands and let it sail into one, sending it flying into another of these 'wormholes' and into a different state of gravity. A smack from the claw of the other one sent him flying into a nearby cliff, where gravity was thankfully reinstated. However, ken was forced to move once more, as he rolled to the side the spot he was in previously was now occupied by more scorpions.

"… I… Hate…Life…" He said as they stalked closer. Then as luck has it the edge of the cliff broke away sending them all tumbling downwards towards their demise. "WHOOT!! Yes!! I so owned them!! Ha!" He shouted doing a victory dance. "And don't come back!!" He called over the cliff looking at the incoming forms of the scorpions.

Wait…They're coming closer..? Oh Crap!! He thought before turning around and running, silently cursing the weird are he was now in. Turning quickly around he tried to memorize one of his first lessons.

-Flashback-

"Ken…."

"Ken……"

"Kenpie?"

"Ugh…?" Ken lifted his head up from sleep to look at the smiling face of the Leader of the Ulara winglies. The legendary Frahma sister Charle.

"What was I just saying again?"

"Um… You were talking about the Dragoon fair this year??" The then 10 year old asked.

"No.. I was talking about the magic we, as winglies are able to use. This is something that could save your life you know?" She said smiling on cheerfully. "Winglies are able to perform all sorts of magic, of course so are humans, they just never bothered taking the time to learn."

"Ugh…. So we can make a fireball big deal?"

"Oh that's not all we can make…"

-End Flashback-

As he finished thinking of this lesson Ken gently placed his hand on the ground and willed his magical energy into it. The first scorpion thought it had the kill, but a the earth below it rose into a large wall which lifted it then flew backwards into the crowd of scorpions, taking many of them with it over the edge.

"I. Love. Magic." Three words and he continued on his path towards a visible gate not too far from him. He was halfway there before he realized he wouldn't make it. All the noise had attracted some ugly looking monsters that decided running after him would be fun, and the gate was too large to get over in time.

Im dead…Its not humanely possible to get over that in time…

Wait What the hell am I talking about!! I'm not completely a human!!

At these thoughts Ken had to smack himself as he gained a sudden boost of speed, a slight after image appearing behind him and he sailed through the air, landing on a broken crevice in the get before leaping up once more, and over the top. He landed on the dusty ground on one knee taking in deep breathes.

"I made it…"

The sound of scurrying feet and a look of three very angry and much more ferocious Scorpions made him stop that. The large seal on their head, Two spirals intersecting with an Evil looking eye in the middle made him run off once more.

"…So You want him..?" Nearby a man cloacked in black watched as the scorpions continued. He wouldn't help.. not yet. After all, he still wanted to hold onto this…

The Black burst Dragoon flared to life, sensing one it wanted as its owner nearby