It was now 1:45 AM. The nighttime sky was dark and cloudless with only a full moon that has risen above. The local forecast called for a full moon to be in the night sky with clear skies till' sunrise at six. The moon was bright enough to illuminate more light than the street lights on the sides of the road. The brightness of the moon shined inside the darkness of Richie's room. In fact, Richie loves having the moonlight in his room. He used to owned a nightlight since he was 4, but he grew out of it until he was ten, when he wasn't afraid of the dark anymore. However, this night wasn't a very calm one to him. He body was suffering from night sweat. Both his pajamas and the sheets from his bed were damp. This was a indication that he was having a bad dream. He was tossing and turning for every minute he was dreaming in his current sleep cycle.

Meanwhile in his dream…

The inside mind of Richie was all white. The entire void and space of his current mind was nothing but white. Until a faded yet blurry figure was coming clear. That faded figure was Richie with his eyes closed and lying down back flat on the floor. When he appeared he started to awake. His eyes opened and all he sees was nothing but white. He stands up instantly while rubbing his eyes.

"Where am I?" the boy said "Where's my bed? What is this place?" he starts questioning.

Mind…

"Who said that?!" Richie says looking all over the room. He checked his surroundings both behind and beside him. No one was around him. He felt freaked as if he was starting to hear voices in his head.

Mind...

"Hello?!"

Mind…

"Mind? Mind..." he started to think. "OH! I'm in mind?! This is so weird, yet it feels impossible. I was just sleeping. I must be dreaming or something."

Correct…

This is all a dream now. But if this is a dream then I can wake myself up now. I saw this in a many cartoons, all I gotta do is just slap myself or make myself get hurt until I wake up, that shouldn't be too much if a problem. Oh well, here goes."

Richie stood up and took a big deep breath with a big gulp afterwards. He got his right hand ready, and struck himself to the face with a great amounts of force back and forth, cheek to cheek, both turning red. His eyes were completely shut hoping in vain he would be awake back in his own room. His brown eyes opened up and was still in the white void in his mind.

"I...I don't get it. I would've came back to my room right now. How is it that I'm still here? I thought being struck wakes up a person outta their dream. It's like I have no control. What's going on?"

"Listen. Please."

"Oh, it wants me to listen to what has to say. I better be quiet. He said in his mind. "I'm sorry, please continue."

"Thieves. Fallen Angels. My Sword. My Amulet. You. Only hope."

"I'm the only hope? The only hope for what? You said something about thieves, but what about them? A-and fallen angels? I don't get it. Hello? Please tell me more! I wanna know more!"

"Soon. Goodbye."

"Wait, don't go! Hey! Come back! I want to know what it all means! If i'm the chosen one, then what am I supposed to do! Hello!?"

A huge white light flashes right in front of his vision. Richie could only do is shield it with his arm but it was too late either way. He disappeared out of the void. Back home in his bedroom, his body was tossing and turning from the dream he had. His body sweat went from damping the sheets to practically being on the same level as wetting the bed. Richie then opens his eyes. His vision was blurry at first but it would soon come into clear when he rubs his eyes. Looking around, he realizes that he's back in his room.

"I-I'm back in my room. What the hell just happened? W-Why is my body so wet?" He says while he checks the sheets. The sheets were wet came to the conclusion that he did not wet the bed, but it was the excessive night sweat from his dream. "Oh, yeah that dream. What the heck was that all about? The voice. She said something about me being the only one. Fallen angels and thieves? What else did she say?

*FLASHBACK*

My Sword. My Amulet.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"A sword and an amulet? What's the connection between a sword and an amulet? Ugghh, it's so confusing." He grunted. "I'll probably figure it out after breakfast."

His cell phone rings on his bed beside his pillow. The caller ID read "Blake". Richie immediately picked up the phone to accept the call from his best friend.

"Hey, you called?"

"DUDE, WHERE ARE YOU!? YOU GOTTA GET TO SCHOOL ASAP! I GOT GOOD NEWS!" Blake yelled.

"I'm at home. Just calm down. What's the good news?" Richie responds

"Tyrone called in sick today!" Blake told Richie.

"What?! Quit joking around! How could that be?" Richie questioned.

"I overhead the word from Candice, Tyrone's girlfriend, she was talking to coach a said that he's a major case of bronchitis. Which means three things, he'll be out of action for a couple of weeks, and he won't be playing in the tournament…"

"And we'll both have a chance to claim gold MVP ourselves. This is incredible, I mean sucks for him, but this is still great Blake!" Richie finishes.

"I know, I'm excited too. That gold MVP status is going to be good as ours. And that's not all!"

"There's more?"

"Yep. I also heard from a reliable source from some people who are working in the arena said that they're going to get a visit by a crew from ESPN!" Blake excitingly said.

"YOU MEAN WE'RE GONNA BE ON TV!?"

"On NATIONWIDE TV, online, the whole nine yards. Hundreds of thousands of people from around the nation are going to be witnessing our skills! I'm getting goosebumps just thinking about it! By the way, where are you right now? The whole team is already getting ready and so is the coach."

"I'm at my house still. I was about to get ready to eat breakfast. It's already 7:30 in the morning." Richie said checking his clock that was frozen.

"Breakfast? 7:30? You must've not set your alarm today. There's not even time for that Richie, did you forget the tournament today?"

"No, I didn't forget. What time is it now like 11, 12 noon?"

"It's 2:20 in the afternoon!"

"WHAT! YOU MEAN I OVERSLEPT!?" AWWWW MAAANN!"

"I told you not to stay up too late!"

"I didn't. I did what you told me. After dinner, I went straight to bed early."

"What did you eat beforehand Richie?"

"Just a pepperoni and bacon pizza my mom brought in...with peanut butter ice cream for dessert." He groaned with a face palm.

"Really dude?! Man, you know that gives you weird dreams! Look, can you get your mom to pick you up? Maybe she can give you a lift."

"No, she's all the way at work and I can't call her there. She said that she's attending a serious business meeting and I can't call her til she gets off. By the time I call her, she'll think I'm at the arena already and I won't be able to play with you guys. Hmmmmmm" he thought. "What if I bike all the way to school?"

"Do you know how long that would take?! You'll be lucky if you barely make it here"

"I know, but if I pedal real hard and real fast and get to the school with our shortcut, I might be able to get to the bus exactly on time before you guys leave. I can park my bike and lock it at behind the bushes at the front of the school. If I skip the shower and just grab my stuff and go, I should be able to make it earlier than that."

"There's an arena shower for the boys next to the locker room. You can skip the shower anyway. We'll probably have to shower up before and after the game anyway."

"Perfect" he said rushing to get his bag that is already packed. "I'll see you when I get there."

"Okay, you better hurry up. The whole team is getting ready."

"Gotcha, I'll see you at school." He ended the call. Richie jetted out from the kitchen, to the garage where his mom's bike is parked. It was a purple Schwinn women's bicycle that his mom used for her weekend exercises. Since his mom was at work, he borrowed the bike from her. Fortunately, there was an unlocked chain with a master lock and key next to the bike on the floor. While he was getting ready he starts to think about that dream once more. Maybe it was the pizza that caused it and it was all just his imagination. He shook his head a little and tried his hardest to concentrate at the utmost importance and that's getting to that school.

Meanwhile, Blake is waiting on the bleachers with his phone in his hand hoping in vain that Richie would get here before the bus leaves. He starts to think he started to forget something else. He taps his foot repeatedly until he realized that he forgot to tell him about the shortcut. He reached for his phone again and began to dial his best friend. He puts the phone over his near until he hears a voice notification.

"Low battery power." The phone said as it shuts itself off.

"Great, just great." he sighed. "No problem, I'll just get my backup battery pack and charge it." He says getting his backup pack from his backpack. "Fortunately, this phone charges fast. 3% is all I need to reach him, until it hits it, I'm texting him. There's one more thing I have to tell him" He thought while plugging in his charger.

Back at Louise house, the teen had to double check to make sure everything was all set before heading out the door to the school.

"OK, bike and house keys in my pocket...check, cell phone with full battery power...check, gym bag with uniforms along with extra clothes...check, TVs off...check, and all lights and lamps are everything is off…check! Looks like I'm all ready to go, it's game time." he said grabbing his keys.

Just before he turned the knob to head outside, he heard a loud sound with a few long beeps. The sounds were very long and alarming, as if an emergency was taking place around his area. Richie hears the loud sounds, realizing it was coming from his cell phone. He goes to his homepage to scroll down the black bar from the top. There was one notification that only read, "Emergency Weather Alert". His thumb clicks on the notification. The message is read in a black background along with a link that connects to a website with more information. He reads the alert.

"The National Weather Service in Los Angeles has issued a Severe Thunderstorm Warning for Southeast Everton County until 3:32 P.M. pacific daylight time. At 3:20 p.m. pacific daylight time, National Weather Service Doppler Radar indicated severe thunderstorms capable of producing heavy rain, strong winds, and slight possibilities of marble sized hail moving west of Everton County at 25 miles per hour. Please report any further information to the Los Angeles National Weather Service on our website or via Facebook or twitter."

He rushes to the front to quickly open the door to check out the sky. The right side was mostly cloudy with no sunshine and little blue skies, while the other side was a dark greyish color with trees swaying towards to the west as winds started to gust. He can hear the thunder rumble for a short while right behind him. His face made a disgruntled reaction at the sky.

"No! Hell no! I've been practicing too long for too hard. I'm not going to let a thunderstorm ruin this whole thing for me. That game is ours thunderstorm or not. I'm not gonna let anyone or anything stand in my way to take it all away from me, or I'll die trying." he thought exiting house, locking it after.

As he got on the bike, he got his right foot forward and his left foot back on the pedals. The movement of his feet started out slow, but as soon as he got the speed going, he sped up as fast as he can, as if he was cycling for the Tour de France with the school as the finish line. As he was pedaling, he can feel drops of rain falling on top of his head and in front of his face. It was a clear indication that the storm was moving at a faster rate. The rain was getting twice as heavy as it did before. The weather turned itself to a light sprinkle into a heavy downpour in mere matter of minutes. Lightning was able reach within half of a mile behind Richie. The thunder was so loud, it startled him, making his balance on the bike uneven for short periods of time. Riding a bike during a thunderstorm is dangerous, especially when the weather tends to be at its severe state. Richie didn't stop. He kept on pedaling until he makes it to the school, but could barely see from all of the rain going down. His left arm was used as a shield, while his right kept steering the bike. Finally, he comes across the elementary school that was connected to a crosswalk leading to the forest. He sees the shortcut Blake and him used to school with ease. With a balance of speed, he goes through the fence hole. The bike speeds down a muddy slope. The impact on the mud made a big splash. Tires were covered in dirt and mud. Mud splashes on the exteriors of the bike and his pants. The mud was so slippery and slick, he had to maintain control of his steering. Unfortunately, he lost control of the bike. Richie veered the bike to side, until a big rock was in his path. He closed his eyes very tight and braced for impact. The bike slammed on its side to the huge rock. Its gears and parts of the bike were bent and partially destroyed in a matter of seconds. Richie's body flew out the seat of the bike in a sideways motion, resulting in him tumbling down, down, down into a huge mud puddle flat first on his back. He could feel the pain and impact he had taken from that fall. His body had pause for a brief moment from what he took. For a minute, he got up on his two feet, but he could feel the mud oozing down from his back to his leg. He noticed the bike sitting on the edge of the huge mud puddle. Walking by to inspect the condition of the bicycle, he face palmed in disbelief. The fact that his mother's bike has been destroyed.

"Awwww crap! Now how am I gonna explain my mom about this?!" He explained picking up the bent bike wheel. "Well, at least I'm at the shortcut so I can get of here. Fast!"

Before he could get back on track, the heavy rain was coming down amongst the entire forest. Richie needed to act fast to figure out which way he needed to go so he can get to the school to catch the bus. It was there, he noticed something attached to the bark of a tree

"Hold on, isn't it that white arrow Blake told me about. Yes! Now we're getting somewhere! All I have to do is keep heading where the white arrow will lead and I'll be outta here in no time flat." he said.

He starts hearing a loud rumble of thunder that startled him at an instant. The storm was getting real close. Thinking fast seemed to be the right way to go in a situation involving a thunderstorm.

"OK, gotta think quick. That storm is coming by real fast, even with all this heavy rain, so there's no time to lose. The bike is totaled, so riding is out of the question. Blake said there's a cave ahead and I got about thirty minutes before the bus departs. So all I gotta do is just get to the cave at breakneck speed, get to the cave to change into my extra clothes, and be outta there to get to the team on time."

At that moment, Richie ran as fast as he could to get to the cave, with the heavy rain as its only obstacle. t was the only means of shelter to change out of his muddy clothes into his backup clothes. He ran across the forest with his gym bag in the rain. The cave was a quarter of a mile from where the white arrow was. The teen ran as fast as he could, but heavy rain shower was getting worse than before. Richie did not have an umbrella, so he had to use his jacket to shelter his head from heavy downpour, which made his view better while running. A few more feet, Richie spots a cave Blake mentioned.

"Finally, now I can change outta my dirty clothes." Richie said.

Entering the dark cave was a good place to take shelter during the storm for a short while. He sets his bag down beside a rock. Moments later, the muddy jacket was hanging on a tree branch so the heavy rain would clean the mud and dirt off the outside if the jacket. Digging into his bag, he finds extra pair of clean blue jeans and an extra solid blue shirt. Richie puts them on as fast as he could so he would not waste time in the cave. He also noticed a plastic shopping bag inside his gym bag. It was a good idea to put his old clothes inside the bag so his uniform won't get dirty.

"There. Fresh, clean clothes. Now let's take a look at my jacket."

Richie walked up to the hanging tree branch that has his jacket. Mother Nature did its job to get most of the mud off the jacket. It still left a little bit of stains here and there, but he did not mind one bit. He puts the jacket back on, only to notice that it was damp from the rain.

"It's damp, but it'll do. As long as the jacket is as almost as clean, I'm alright. I can clean it some more when I get home from after the game."

After getting his jacket, he turned around and noticed something brown and moving. A small, yet mysterious creature was going through his gym bag finding something it wants. Richie's eyes widen as he was startled.

"OK, I don't know who you are or what you're doing but you need to get outta there now." He called to the creature.

The being didn't listen to Richie it still was searching through his bag. Richie had another choice but it was a dangerous one.

"This could be one of the stupidest moves I would ever do as a human being, but I gotta get close enough to see what that thing really is and what it wants in my bag. But, I got to be very quiet and careful so I don't startle it." He said in his mind

He tip-toed slower and closer, step by step with every inch he moves toward his bag with the creature inside. He reaches his hand out to carefully grab his gym bag back. When suddenly, the creature pops it head out of the bag revealing itself to be a small, brown bear cub with an energy bar in its mouth. The cub appeared to be 5 months old and hungry. It was desperately gnawing out the plastic to get the bar.

"Oh, it's just a little bear cub. The poor thing must've been hungry it wanted one of Blake's mom homemade energy bar. Make sense." Richie said to himself until…

GRRRRRRRRRRR!

"What's that sound? Wait a minute, bears live in caves and this cave is home to this bear cub. So, if the cub is not the only one here, then…"

ROOOAAAAAAAR!

In the darkness of the cave, Richie sees to glowing yellow eyes in the distance. The eyes move closer and closer until it revealed itself to be the mother of the cub. The big brown bear stood tall and roared a mighty roar. He sees the bear in its stance, getting ready to attack.

"IT'S THE MOTHER! I'M GETTING THE HELL OUTTA HERE!" he screamed.

Snatching his bag, he quickly runs straight out of the cave. He was scared out of his mind that he didn't want to turn back. As soon as he ran, the mother bear started charging behind him. Richie was getting from the bear as fast as he could. The bear was coming in faster and faster. Following his scent and gaining more speed to chase him until she's ready to him. Richie stopped dead in his tracks until he spotted a big tree right in front of him.

"I gotta climb this tree. Climbing that thing is my only means of my life being saved. Only, I don't know how to climb." he said upon panicked realization.

He tried many feeble attempts to climb that tree. Gripping on tight with his hand didn't work. Getting his footing in and attempting to hang on to the tree was another failed attempt. His last attempt was to hug the tree and jumping his body more upwards toward the branches. But he wasn't strong to hold the tree, resulting in him falling back down. He steps back a foot with his face hung low in front of the tree until he feels something breathing from behind his head. He turns around to see the mother bear, staring dead center at Richie. His body stood frozen, not being able to move a single inch

"This is it. I'm done for." he thought panicking

The bear stood up and roared once more signaling her next move. Richie closes his eyes full of tears. Not knowing he would die like this, he said his last words before the bear begins to strike.

"SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEEEEEE!

Suddenly, in the dark clouds amidst all of the heavy rain and strong winds, a huge bolt of cyan lightning flashed from the clouds.

SHBOOOOOOOOM!

Within a blink of an eye, the cyan lightning blew away the mama bear back within 30 feet backwards as if a nuclear explosion happened right in front of her face. She ran away back to her den after the blinding strike nearly killed her. All that remained, was a smoking, black symbol that was directly at the exact position where the teenager was. The shape of the burnt mark was a triangular symbol that represented a dragon. Richie had disappeared.

Moments Later

Richie was lying down face first on his cheek on a white, solid ground. In fact, his entire surrounding was all white. All of the parts of his body felt very limp as if they were like jelly. He could not move his body a single centimeter, except for his eyes. The white room made his eyes squint a little more from bright room. His ears were ringing as well, so he could barely hear a thing. His eyes opened later on with a few blinks to get his vision cleared up. Eventually, the ringing in his ears stopped and the feeling of his body were back in just seconds later after he opened his eyes due to the brightly lit room.

"Mmmhhhmmmm" he said stretching while sitting. "What happened? Where am I?"

He looked around the room, which seemed to be familiar to him before.

"This place. Hey, I remember now, this was in my dream before. But, why do I get the feeling that this feels more real than before. Not to mention, how'd I get here anyway?" He starts to question.

*FLASHBACK*

"SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEE!"

SHBOOOOOM!

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"That's right. I got struck by that lightning at the forest earlier. That bear almost killed me. Wait. Does this mean that I'm…dead and this is purgatory?"

"Actually, you neither dead nor in purgatory young one." a mysterious, yet voice said.

"Who said that? Hello? God? Is it really? If it is, I'm sorry that I stole a dollar from Blake's wallet weeks ago. I was hungry and he owed me a chocolate pudding pop anyway. I'm so sorry that I put salt in my 3rd grade science teachers coffee in order to get back at her for giving me an F while I was absent for a test. How was supposed to know she would end up in the hospital with high blood pressure?"

"I am not what you humans refer to as God. However, I was worshiped by many." the voice replied.

"You humans?" Richie thought.

"Alright, so if you're not God or a god, then tell me. Who are you or what are you? And how did I get here?" Richie firmly asks while standing with his both fists balled up.

"For a human like yourself, you sure seem to question a lot. Very well. Please turn around so that you and I may talk. All your questions will be answered." the voice told him

Richie understood the voice's request by turning around to finally see who the voice of the white room really was. As soon as he turned around, he sees a glowing, sparkling, indigo colored, ball of light.

"Gaaah!" Richie screamed before stumbling back down to the ground.

"Surprised? Are you not?" The orb asks.

"Well...kind of. Yeah. I never thought that a voice that beautiful would come in a talking ball of light. No offense."

"None taken. After all, this is my final spiritual form before I disappear." She sighed.

"Final form? Disappear? What's going on here?"

"I apologize. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Aeris, known only as the Indigo Dragon Empress. I have brought you here in this void because I have summoned you."

"Wicked! A dragon empress?!"

"Yes, you see during your slumber a while ago, I was trying to communicate with you of an urgent crime that has taken upon me and the fate of humanity as we know it. I only had to communicate through telepathy, but it was the messages were barely going through. Moments later, I had to summon you in the only ways we can talk better, by lightning strike And that's how I brought you here." she revealed.

"So wait, all that what said in my dream earlier came from you?"

"Yes."

"And all of those sayings. Thieves, fallen angels, your sword, and your amulet. I understand now! It was a cry for help." He realized.

"Correct. Now that you know about why I summoned you here, I request for you to carry a very special task, chosen one."

"Chosen one?"

"Correct. A group of fallen angels snuck in a draconic cemetery. They reached my sacred barrier that kept from anyone from ever entering my tomb for more than a thousand years. Unfortunately, those fallen angels managed to break my barrier, killing two of my guardsmen in the process."

"Ouch! Then what happened?" Richie reacted

"The two disturbed my sarcophagus. Allowing themselves to lay eyes upon all three of my treasures given by my family. One stole my sword, while the other stole the most powerful treasure of them all, the Welsh Dragon Amulet. As soon as they ransacked my grave, they've stolen two of my items, my spirit awoken, which caused the tomb to crumble into a pile of rubble. The two got away with both the sword and the amulet, all but leaving one weapon behind."

"That's horrible! Taking someone's most valuable treasures from another person's grave!? That's so wrong and messed up in so many ways! Those two ought to pay for what they've done to you." he said balling his fists in anger and disgust.

"That's where your journey comes in. I am urging you to accept this task. If those fallen angels manage to purify my artifacts to completion, they'll harness the amount draconic power from my amulet combined with their holy power to destroy anything in their path, or killing anyone in their sight. With their amount powers combined, they'll use it revive my comrades that died along the war and have them obey their every command against their will. You must retrieve all three of my weapons. Bring them back to my grave, so that my tomb will be fully restored to its original state. Upon afterwards, you will be sent back through my magic from whence you came. Those three artifacts are your key to ever returning home. The choice is yours and yours alone." She requested

Richie looked down to realize the tough choice he has to make. He heard all what the mighty empress said. He had a sick feeling in his gut about what those fallen angels did to Aeris. Especially when she's a Empress with power. No one should ever be treated to have their grave robbed, even if it is a dragon. No living being should suffer from that. It was either say no and stay in this room in complete limbo for all eternity or be a man and listen to the empress. Work his way to not only fulfill her duty, but to get back home to his family and best friend as safe as possible. If he says, yes, getting this artifacts will be a challenge, but it's the only way if he ever wants to go back home. He has now made his decision.

"Aeris, I've made up my mind!" he exclaimed

"What is your decision young one?"

"I've come to decision to take part in this journey. Not because of the fact to get back home, but to seek vengeance on those that disturbed your peace and took what was rightfully yours. This is a promise I shall keep and will continue to keep until the job is done." he vowed.

"Your choice is at the utmost of excellence. I am humbled by your wise decision and I hope your choice makes it the best out of you and your journey. However, there is one more request I have for you."

"Yes ma'am. Anything."

"Allow your body to host my spirit, as a result, I shall grant you a gift in return." Aeris requested.

"Uh...Yes, your majesty. Understood" He responded.

As soon as he accepted her request, Aeris' spiritual orb slowly came towards the Richie's body in front of him. She forwards herself inside Richie at an accelerated motion, causing Richie's vision to see a hard, white flash for a brief few seconds. He shielded his eyes from the flash with his left arm. When the flash was gone, he lets down his left arm and shook his head for moment until he opens his eyes.

"Huh? My right hand!? What the hell this thing?!"

Richie was shocked to see that his right hand was turned into an indigo colored mass gauntlet leaving his fingers uncovered. The dragon-like gauntlet had a bright cyan jeweled embezzled in the center with two miniature golden spikes jutting out from the sides of the gauntlet.

"This is your new tool for your journey. The Indigo Sacred Gear. With it, you can utilize this tool against your enemies on your behalf. When the time comes, unleash your sacred gear at your potential. For now, it is not the time use the sacred gear." Aeris said as the cyan jewel.

The sacred gear glows itself into an indigo color in the form of its shape. Then it disappears revealing that his right hand was unharmed in any way.

"Hey! My hand is back!" shouted Richie.

"Remember young one to keep this sacred gear to yourself. Having someone powerful enough to extract yours or any other user's sacred gear can and will be deadly. Be cautious when you unleash your power."

"OK, I got the idea." He confirmed. "So what's next after this?"

"Your first objective is to enter through that portal which will take you to the new world where my artifacts are currently residing. I sense that they are not at the underworld as we speak." She insinuated as a small glow on top of his right hand. "Find the user that has a sacred gear similar to what you have. That user should possess the power of the Red Dragon Emperor. He and the user will help guide you. Your mission as the Indigo Dragon Warrior starts now.

Richie sees a cyan and white swirling portal standing twelve feet in front of him. He walks up towards the portal and by reaching toward the entrance, he slides his finger inside and out to get a decent feel. The motion of his finger made a sound wave, similar to how touching water creates an effect of waves.

"Hurry! There isn't much time!" She ordered.

"I heard. I just never went through an entrance that takes you to another universe." he acknowledged while backing up to get a proper running start. "Only times you see things like that are in movies and cartoons. Well, here goes."

"Good luck, young warrior Richie." she told

"Thank you. Now, let get your treasures back." He said prepping a running start, as if he was an Olympic athlete getting ready to do a 100 meter dash.

The teen counts down. Three...two...one… After he says one, he sprints right in front of the portal. He keeps running until, jumping in head first, his whole body gets turned into thousands of tiny fragments while being sucked into the wormhole. The portal quickly disappears as soon as Richie enters. The quest on restoring the Indigo Dragon Empress begins.

Well, that's the end of the first two chapters of High School DXD New World. I had this planned out and noted since summer vacation and there will be more to come in the coming months or so. It depends considering college and all. I hope you guys enjoy it and I guarantee you'll expect more. This is one of those stories that I wanna do just to pass the time until a Season 4 of HSDXD comes around. Even if the new season is announced, I'll still be making more chapters of this fic for the rest of the year til the next. I have plans for a sequel but, I don't wanna rush it too much. Hope you like it and until then, take care.