I'm not owner of the personages of Dragon Booster, this fics was written in order to offer awhile of diversion. Some words (Like which they appear in the vocabulary section) are invented by me or some one else whose allowed me use them. Every similitude with a real word is a coincidence.

OPPOSITE FACTIONS

By

Airshadow

Vocabulary:

Zhaarüh-nhatsa. Expression used by some nomadic tribes. Used to exhort a dragon to protect its rider when it's unknown if a situation is dangerous or not. It's translated as "Take care of your equal."

CHAPTER VI

A LESS THAN A IDEAL DATE

Silvanna watched her image in the mirror of her boudoir. The shining mirror surface reflected back the image of the girl, with her long silver hair covering her back. She also looked at the clothes that she had chosen for the occasion: a purple, cyan and black one-piece suit that showed one of her arms and her shoulder; while covering the other arm with a long sleeve. That suit, along with a pair of black long boots agreed with the fashion of Draconia City.

Slowly and without much spirit, Silvanna checked the rest of her person: her carefully made nails, her meticulous make up, and an expensive perfume. Everything was set for a date, but Silvanna had the same enthusiasm as if she were going to a funeral.

Silvanna sighed again. Still she had the hope that Moodryd would cancel the date at the last second, although she was absolutely convinced that wouldn't happen.

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Moordryd approached the building where Silvanna lived; he didn't bother to hide a malevolent smile as Decepshun ran at full speed. It was his opportunity to put his plan into execution and the innocent bunch of roses that he had bought would help him. Decepshun lessened the march. Soon she and Moordryd would arrive at a monitoring-house of the residential complex in which Silvanna lived.

After identifying himself and verifying that he was expected by one of the residents, the security guard allowed the young Paynn to pass, as well as giving him a magnetic card. Moodryd rode Decepshun to one of the many adapted elevators that allowed humans and dragons use them at the same time.

Moodryd knew that the building had formerly belonged to Silvanna's father, so he wasn't surprised that it was chosen by Silvanna as her home. In addition, he knew that this building was constructed according to Draconia City's architecture, and like all its buildings, it followed the long tradition of not only being comfortable for the humans, but also for the dragons.

Moordryd rode down a long corridor before stopping in front of a metal door with a number recorded on the threshold. He slid the card along the groove, knowing that it would only allow him access once, although it really didn't matter to him.

The door slid open, allowing entry to the young Paynn. Soon he was in the gardens and he could see Silvanna's apartment.

Decepshun walked slowly towards the apartment. She and Moordryd saw a boy wearing old clothes, carrying a luxurious saddle towards a completely white dragon. Moordryd recognized them immediately, that boy was Zhulan and the dragon was the same that Silvanna had ridden these past weeks. The dragon lay down in front of Zhulan, who carefully placed the saddle on it, after which the dragon slowly stood up.

"Zhaarüh-nhatsa, Silverwing," said Zhulan to the dragon.

"Talking to the dragon, stable boy?" said Moordryd ironically. "Do you speak dragon, by any chance?"

"I remind Silverwing what it means to be Dragon and Rider, Young Paynn," responded Zhulan calmly while he looked at Moordryd. "It's the nomad's old tradition."

"I see that you and your people still follow your old superstitions and silliness."

"To know the traditions is to know your own identity."

"And how has it served to you?" replied Moordryd. "The nomads with all their clans haven't stopped roaming in more than a millennium due to stubbornly following your absurd beliefs that don't even allow you a good lifestyle."

"That's subjective," replied Zhulan calmly. "Somebody with less than you can be happier."

"THAT IS 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GROUP OF OBSTINATE IDIOTS WHO STUBBORNLY BELIEVE IN ABSURD LEGENDS!"

"The return of the Dragon Booster together with the gold bone dragon has been an absurd legend for millennia and nevertheless they have returned. The others also will return."

What did the Savage mean by the others'? That didn't make sense, thought Moordryd, who was getting mad. There was something about Zhulan that bothered him deeply. It wasn't his simplicity or because he mentioned the Dragon Boo-Boo. It was something that he couldn't put his finger on. Moordryd vaguely remembered what his father had told him about The Nomads in some of his many boring History classes.

His father had told him that The Nomads had come from the many refugees who had founded the old Draconia City, in Drakholiax Valley. They had been the only ones in The War among Humans and Dragons that hadn't kept a certain promise. Afterwards, they either didn't want or were unable to integrate with the other groups who had later founded the present day Draconia City, located outside the original valley.

Moodryd Paynn looked with displeasure at Zhulan the Nomad, without being sure what to do next.

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Silvanna sighed with resignation. Moordryd had arrived. She had heard his unmistakable voice shouting to someone that seemed not to reply.

She decided that the fastest way of getting everything finished was to begin at once. Silvanna stood up and left. Elsie, who was in a nearby corridor, followed her. Both girls walked towards the apartment's entrance.

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Moordryd was about to reply to Zhulan when he heard a nearby door open, and although frankly he detested Silvanna, he couldn't avoid watching her as if it was the first time.

It wasn't possible to stop looking at her! She was the best female of her species, with her long tail, her shining blue eyes, and her beautiful scales! There was not another one like her in all the females that he had known! That was Silverwing's opinion of Decepshun; although Decepshun didn't think the same about Silverwing, and she indicated this clearly with a warning growl. Silverwing seemed not to notice and moved his ears trying to get Decepshun's attention, who disdainfully turned her head around so as not to look at him.

"You look wonderful, Silvanna," said Moordryd with a smile while he gave her the delicate flowers that he had bought for her. "What do you think if we just go?"

"As you wish," replied the girl with a forced smile while she gave Elsie, who had followed Silvanna closely, the delicate bunch of roses.

Elsie without saying a word returned to the apartment and threw the bunch into the garbage can. While that happened inside, Silvanna approached Silverwing and the dragon very courteously use its mag energy stream to place the girl on the saddle.

"Go and have some fun, Zhulan," said the girl as the young nomad gave her a finely crafted helmet. "You're free to do it tonight."

After these words, Moordryd and Silvanna left as Zhulan watched them. Moments later, the young Nomad walked towards the stables and a pair of shining blue eyes watched him in an inquisitive way.

"Are you worried, girl?"

A moan was the only answer.

"What do you think of the Young Paynn?"

Only a raspberry sound was heard.

"She will be OK."

Anguished moaning was the only answer.

"And what do you suggest? Follow them in order to see that nothing happens to her?"

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The lights danced throughout the dance floor of The Golden Star, one of the most popular places among the teens of Sun City, where they could dance and spend a nice time.

The place had a circular design and the dance floor was in the area's center. Along the edges, tables were strategically placed so that all of them could see the band performing the most popular songs.

"So, what do you think of the place?" said Moordryd while he and Silvanna sat down near of the dance floor.

"Nice," responded Silvanna distractedly as she looked towards the dance floor.

Things weren't going as he had planned, thought Moordryd, and he had to find a way to change that. Silvanna also felt quite bored, and hearing Moordryd speak of all the qualities that he believed to have would be a torment.

The musical group started the song when Silvanna had an idea to humiliate Moordryd and to make him regret not having lost that silly race.

"Shall we dance?" said Silvanna with what at first glance would seem an innocent smile.

"WHATTTTT?" said Moordryd without stopping to think what he had heard.

"I said: shall we dance?"

"My Father…!"

"My Father says, blah, blah, blah," replied Silvanna with a slightly mocking tone. "You have always presumed to be a bad boy, Moordryd, so why don't you act as one and stop doing what daddy says? Or are you scared that your daddy will scold you?"

Without warning, Moordryd took Silvanna and pulled the girl, who found herself on the dance floor with Moordryd as her dance-mate.

Although he was out of rhythm, Silvanna had to admit that Moordryd was a chameleon to imitate what the others did and he knew how to apply it. Perhaps this night wouldn't as boring as she had thought.

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The time passed quickly; it was already the hour to return home. Two dragons, one black and the other white, with their respective riders, left The Golden Star andtook the freeway in order to arrive at the building in which Silvanna lived.

Without them knowing it, a dragon and its rider observed them from a nearby building's rooftop; they were Jhanus and Eclypse. Jhanus sighed with relief; nothing bad had happened. Without saying a word, Jhanus pulled Eclypse's reins and both left.

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Moordryd and Silvanna arrived at the door of the girl's apartment and the difference couldn't be greater: When they had left the apartment, Moordryd and Silvanna barely had spoken, and when they returned, they spoke with each other.

The dragons walked together down the corridor, which was hardly wide enough to allow both dragons to fit. Decepshun was more than eager for this date to be finished. After all, she had had to stand Silverwing's silliness all night, and if she had to put up with an idiot, Coershun was more than enough.

Both riders stopped their dragons in front of the door that lead to Silvanna's home. They sat on the sides of their saddles so that they were face to face. Silvanna smiled happily and said."Do you know something, Moordryd? You surprised me. I didn't know you danced so well."

"Neither did I," thought the boy who responded, "There are many things about me that everyone ignores."

"Like what?"

"That I rode the Dragon of Legend," said the boy. Silvanna laughed aloud, Moordryd looked serious and said, "It's the truth."

"Are you serious?" replied Silvanna without believing him. "Are you kidding me, Moordryd?"

"Let me tell you."

Moordryd told Silvanna, how he was recognized as a "hero" in Dragon City; how he managed to convince the Dragon Booster to allow him to ride the Dragon of Legend and how the Dragon allowed him to ride it.

However, he neglected to mention many details of his incredible adventure: that everything was a perfectly planned farce, and all the stuff related to the bone mark of the Furox and how he tried to "improve" Beau a little by using it.

And without mentioning that he tried to overthrow his Father in order to get the power of Paynn Co. and what happened later, when the Dragon Boo-boo came into the citadel.

Silvanna wasn't very sure if she believed him or not. The only way to verify it was to speak with the Dragon Booster in person, which was a little difficult. On the other hand, she had to recognize that in case the story was true, Moordryd had much potential.

"Moordryd, do you realize what this means? You could have been the Dragon Booster."

Now it was Moordryd's turn to laugh. The idea was… Ironic.

"I'm serious," replied the girl. "Do you know the legend of the Dragon Booster… the first Dragon Booster? He's the only rider who was chosen by his dragon."

Both teens started to speculate about that possibility, while Decepshun watched with increasing annoyance all the attempts that Silverwing made to call her attention. Certainly, that male was very irritating, and no gesture nor growl were enough to make him understand that she hadn't any interest in him.

However, the male seemed not to deduce the message for himself. Annoyed, Decepshun turned her head away to the opposite side… Although seconds later, the she-dragon realized that caused an embarrassing situation.

Due to Decepshun's abrupt movement, Moordryd found himself thrown in the opposite direction so that he pushed Silvanna against the wall. Before Moordryd realized what was going on, he not only had his hands against wall … HE WAS ALSO KISSING SILVANNA!

As soon as the dragons realized situation, they used their mag-energy to place their respective Riders back in their saddles.

"Moordryd?" said Silvanna after several embarrassing minutes.

"Yes?"

"That didn't happen, did it?" said the girl softly.

"Er, hum… I… I think that it's time that you go inside… you know, they must be waiting you."

"Yes, I think so."

The door which separated the gardens of the residential complex from the corridor opened and let Silvanna in as Moordryd rode off for the Squire's End.