Preface: This is a Dragon Booster action/adventure
story involving the Prophets crew. This story takes place approximately six months after the events
seen in "Pride of the Hero" but is not meant to have any continuity
with any of the episodes that follow that one. So this story branches
off into its own realm at that point. I got the idea for this story
back in May 2005 and have been slowly working on it since then.
Credits: Dragon Booster is the property of The Story Hat. My thanks to them for creating such a great show and a fun world to explore in our fan fictions.
Beware of Propheci
by The Furox
Chapter 1
It was late on a moonless night. The city was silent and still except for Cain and his dragon Coershun who was running along the otherwise deserted dragway. Cain was concerned and in a hurry to get where they were going. He pushed forward slightly on the handlebars to gently urge his dragon to go a little faster. Coershun, sensing his rider's concern, obliged by picking up the pace. As they rounded a corner, they came upon another dragon and rider waiting in the street. It was Moordryd and Decepshun who both turned their heads to view the approaching pair.
"You made it. Good," said Moordryd with his usual serious and emphatic tone as Coershun pulled up along side.
"What's this about, Moordryd?"
"I don't know. But it must be something important for my father to summon us at this late hour."
They both glanced at the Paynn citadel which loomed menacingly in the distance ahead of them.
"Come'on, let's go. Father doesn't like to be kept waiting."
Without further urging, the dragons headed off at a gallop taking their riders down the dragway leading to the main entrance of the citadel.
In a dark alleyway a short distance behind where they were, something stirred in the shadows. A shape moved forward. A large, two-legged orange dragon with blue and red markings stepped carefully across the threshold of the alleyway to peer out into the lighted street. It was one of the Prophets and its rider. The dragon watched as Moordryd and Cain receded into the distance. Its eyes narrowed to a sinister glare and it bared its teeth slightly as the pair disappeared beneath the mass of the citadel. The dragon cast a silent glance back to its motionless rider for a few seconds as if considering something. The dragon looked back at the citadel briefly, then slowly turned and disappeared quietly back into the shadows of the alley.