Avrin
We walked for what seemed an eternity. I wanted to take a break real badly, but I couldn't. I couldn't face Zylup coming right up to my face and say, "Told ya!!" Eventually, after walking five-hundred miles and killing over one-hundred fiends, we made it to Bale.
First, I said that I wanted to look around town. (The last time I was here, I went straight to the castle.) Two hours later, Zylup and Enga dragged me to the castle after a couple of shop owners began hitting on me.
When we got to the castle, I ended up leading Zylup and Enga to the King's throne room. Simple, really. Just go up a set of stairs, more stairs, go around and up one more set of stairs. (The only thing that wasn't so simple was all of the knights blocking our way, asking who we were and where we were going.)
Now, we stood before a wall. Just behind the wall was the King.
Zylup and Enga bowed before the almighty wall, but I just took out my gem (rolling it between my index finger and thumb) and asked, "Is this your "stolen jewel"?"
The King leaned over the wall slightly (enough to see his face). Then, he politely told the giant knight (which I recently discovered that he was a Giganto) to leave the room. The King looked at Zylup and Enga (who were now on their feet), then at me.
"You've brought friends with you," the King said. (He sounded awfully like a father who's proud that his daughter made friends on her first day of school.)
"What is it?" I politely demanded, talking about the gem.
The King tilted his head down and shut his eyes. "That gem comes from a legend that has been told for many years. Two-hundred… No, 11,000 years to be more precise. Shall we start from the beginning?
"More than 11,200 years ago, there was a magical race of beings that had the knowledge of nature and used magical light that blows out of their back to fly. They are known as Winglies. The Winglies enslaved the Humans and ruled over them, as if they were gods. Then, the leader of the Humans, Emperor Diaz, called upon a special army of humans that used the power of Dragons, or as they were known as Dragoons. These Dragoons called upon their Dragons to fight against the Winglies. There were many battles, but in the end, it was the Dragoons – the Humans – that had won. This is the war that everyone today knows as the Dragon Campaign.
"Now, the legend from two-hundred years ago is a legend only a few of us know. This includes my fourth great grandfather, King Albert the I.
"There was a small group of Dragoons, mixed of Humans, Wingly, and Giganto. Among this group was someone that was known as the God of Destruction, or the Moon Child. The Wingly dictator from the Dragon Campaign, known as Melbu Frahma, wanted the Moon Child's powers. As powerful as he was, the group of Dragoons had stopped him and, inevitably, saved the world." The King looked at me. "And now, it seems you too have the power of the Silver Dragon. You are the Moon Dragoon." For a moment, there was silence.
Suddenly, Zylup blurted out, "Well, uh, that explains the wings."
BOOM!! There was an explosion from downstairs.
A knight ran in and shouted, "Your Majesty! We're under attack!" At that moment, the door blew open. It shot the soldier out of the window. There stood two odd people. One was a man with yellow eyes with slit pupils. The other one was a demented-looking girl with a purple-glowing hand.
"We seek for the girl named Avrin," the girl said, almost emotionless. It looked as though she was staring right through us. Zylup, Enga, and I grabbed the hilt of our weapons.
"We can settle this the easy way," the guy said in a very deep voice, pupils becoming smaller, "or the hard way."
"Oh, dear," I heard the King say behind us. "The Assailance?"
"Hand over the girl," the girl demanded.
"Uh, Avrin?" Zylup muttered. "Would you mind and use that dragonmajigger?"
"I don't know how," I said, hesitating.
"How can you not know?!" Zylup demanded.
"The last time was a one time thing!" I replied.
"You tell me," Zylup began arguing with me, "that you save me from getting killed by an insane Giganto and you don't know how-"
Suddenly, Zylup got hit in the stomach by a giant hammer.
"Zylup!" I shouted, looking at the guy with the giant hammer, then at Zylup, who putted a little dent in the wall. "You alright?"
"Oh, yeah," Zylup said sarcastically. "I just got hit with a freakin' giant hammer. I'm just fine!"
"Excuse me for caring!" I argued back.
"Guys," Enga said, "we're in the middle of a fight right now."
While Zylup was struggling to get up, Enga and I were too busy dodging the guy's hammer.
After a minute or two of dodging, the monotone girl said, "Has, this is taking too long."
The hammer guy, Has, stopped and looked at the girl and said, "Then finish it, Janet."
The girl, Janet, solemnly nodded, then raised her glowing hand. The purple glow grew bigger and brighter. The wind began pulling in a spiral towards her hand. Enga and I prepared for the worst. Janet showed her palm towards us to show a symbol forming in the center. Enga and I were capture, staring at the symbol. Suddenly, the symbol disappeared. Janet and Has disappeared. The whole room disappeared. I found myself alone in darkness. I tried to speak, but words couldn't come out of my mouth. Instantly, I saw a faint light. I slowly walked towards this light. My eyes shot wide open.
Dauna, my old hometown, was on fire. I tried to turn my head away, but I couldn't draw my eyes away from the town. It was too… unbearable.
I saw a figure running towards me. It was a short figure who kept on falling. I thought she was going to run into me, but no. She ran right through me.
Instantly, the scene changed. I was inside a burning house, next to two figures, including the one from before. Having a close-up look, I recognized the two figures. One was me when I was four years old, and the other was…
My mom.
Zylup
Still having a complete body pain, I realized that both Enga and Avrin were stunned.
"Guys!" I shouted. "What the hell are you guys doing? Snap out of it!"
"Let's go," the girl, Janet, commanded. As told, the man, Has, obediently walked up to Avrin and got ready to pick her up. That's when I got really pissed off.
Struggling to get up, I growled, "Don't you even think about touching her!"
Suddenly, this dragon statue's eye (next to me) began glowing a bright yellow orange. Its eye, which was an orange gem, popped out of the dragon statue's socket and floated before me. My body was surrounded by a typhoon made out of fire. I felt my muscles growing tense. I felt my eyes burning with rage. I grinned, clenching my teeth together as hard as I could. This power I was feeling… I really liked it.
When the flame typhoon was slowing down, I looked really different. I had fancy-looking armor, a really cool dagger… Heck, I even had those cool-looking wings!
I looked right at Has, who was surprised for a minute, and said (with a smirk), "You'll have to go through me, first."
Has was about to accept my challenge, but I already beat him to the first move. I flew right at him, about to strike him with my dagger. Has jumped back to dodge my attack, but I wasn't aiming to stab him. Instead, I shot flame or something at him. He held his hammer up in defense, but I successfully burned his left arm. In anger (he didn't look angry, but I could sense it from him), Has threw his hammer at me, but I swiftly flew out of the way. I lunged my dagger at him, but he blocked it.
The fight was about to get very intense, but suddenly, Janet intervened, saying, "Has, Jatan has called for us." My eyed opened widely. Has glared at me for a moment before he sat his hammer on his shoulder and began walking away with Janet.
As they were walking away, I shouted at them, "You're working for Jatan?!"
"Obviously," Janet said, stopping in her tracks. "The leader of the Assailance is the great Black Flame, Jatan." She looked back at me. "If I can recall, they called you Zylup. Isn't that right? Jatan has talked a lot about you." She turned back, and they left.
Avrin
All in an instant, I snapped back to reality. No fire, no sweat. Just a very white and messy throne room. I looked at Enga.
"Are you alright, Enga?" I asked him. He was looking somewhere back behind me. I looked too after I saw a light, as bright as the sun, glow behind me. I saw Zylup sweating like a pig, clutching his stomach.
Taking a few breaths, Zylup slightly chuckled and said, "Heh… Saved your ass, huh?"
"Another one…" I heard someone say. "I didn't expect one so soon." I looked up, realizing that it was the King.
"Another one?" I repeated.
The King nodded and said, "It seems your friend – What was it? Zylup? – has come in contact with the Spirit of the Golden Dragon."
"You mean-" I began, but the King finished:
"He is the Sun Dragoon."