Chapter 1
New Friend

10 years later……..

4 bird-like creatures were flying over the night sky to the Dragons castle. It was a huge castle shaded with the black of the dark. Many towers loomed up and windows were spread over it. A large courtyard hung on the back over the ocean and the top of the castle has a skylight around a statue of a shredded dragon wing, probably meant something to the dragons that lived inside. The castle hung over the town named the ‘Scraps’, because all it was was abused trash. The people that lived there were just junkies who the King didn’t care for, all the King wanted was high Military force. As the 4 came closer you could see that they were actually people…. It seemed…. Kids with wings…. All 4 landed on a pier of the right side of the castle. It was a big castle that was on the edge of a hill right next to a sea of water. A huge ocean.

Bomb: Heh, Ok guys, this is it, this ones gonna last us a long time.

This was the teenage kid with tangled brown hair and dark navy blue wings which looked like the wings of some dragon of some sort… His body was all human except for the wings. He wore a black skintight suit like the rest of the 4. He looked slim and in some ways too thin. He had green eyes and a serious but playful look.

Bomb: Ok guys, we break in and get the stuff and get out pronto, I gave you all a map, we’ve been over this tons of time! Let’s do it! Rick and Lance, you fly up the top and do your work. Kyle, you come with me.

The 2 smallest creatures, both which had red wings, flew up to the castle as Bomb and Kyle took their equipment box out. Kyle looked similair to Bomb but with green wings. He also had black hair.

Kyle: Heh, ok, let’s get this over with quick.

Bomb opened the black case up and took out some sort of circular thing. It looked like a sticky mine with a red button on it. He put it up to the glass and it stuck on.

Bomb: I hope this works, it’s just a prototype.

Bomb and Kyle both slipped on some black gloves that fit like a second skin. Bomb pressed the red button on the near window and the window glass melted. Its began to bend and Kyle caught it in its gloves and helped lower it down. Bomb took the bottom and they held it steady until it fell over and made just the sound of water and the clanking metal of the device. Bomb picked it up and tossed it over the edge of the pier they were on. They proceeded in and Kyle and Bomb clung each to separate sides of the wall. They both went down the sides of the walls until they reached a gargantuan door.

Bomb:(Whispering)I told you, these Dragons are a bunch of morons, they put these things so close.

Kyle: Heheh.

Bomb: Hey, I betcha this time we will get double the dough this time.

Bomb pulled out his black equipment box from his black backpack.

Kyle: Yeah, I but since last time we got caught and had to work it off in that fast food place!

Bomb: Thank God they didn’t arrest us.

Bomb pulled out another circular device.

Kyle: Yeah, we tricked them up.

Bomb: Well-

BAM!

Bomb: What!

Kyle: Shh!

BAM!

Bomb and Kyle quickly clung to the walls and soon the sound of lots of pattering feet and voices could be heard from far down.

Bomb: Oh great, now we only get half the treasure!

Kyle: They messed up….

Bomb: We haven’t got time, they will come here too!

Bomb threw the circular thing to the door without thinking.

Kyle: You nuts?! They will hear it!

Bomb: Get away!

Bomb pressed the button. Bomb and Kyle quickly tiptoed off. After a few feet they hunched down and looked confused.

Bomb: Damn, last time I get a prototype.

Kyle: I’ll go check it out.

Kyle got up and walked to the door.

Kyle: Um, Bomb, what exactly did you stick to the door!

Bomb: Just some simple explosives to tear the door to pieces, wh- Shoot.

Kyle: Is this door made of wood?

Bomb: I sure hope not.

The door suddenly burst into flames and Kyle jumped back.

Kyle: Damn, we haven’t time, hurry up!

The door fell over catching the wall on fire. Kyle jumped out of the way of it’s fall just in time.

Bomb: Hey, it worked on the window man!

Bomb and Kyle jumped in and looted their pockets with some golden egg shaped jewelry.

Bomb: Wahaha! This is more than I expected!

The room just had a huge pile of golden eggs. It was a huge pile that spread all over one side of the room, worth billions of bronze eggs worth, enough to buy your own town.

Kyle: Hooya man!

Bomb: This is way more than double!

Kyle: Yeah, way more than zilch times 2.

Bomb: Heh-

BWOOO!

Kyle: Fire alarm-

Bomb: Shoot, we can’t use that door, it’s too late!

Kyle already ran out the door and ran right. Bomb ran out behind him

Bomb: Wrong way mor-wholy moly!

Bomb slipped on the ground and almost flew into the burning flames that blocked his path. Suddenly jets on the ceiling shot out a white mist, like a fire extinguisher, as Bomb flew down the halls in the other direction. He kept running down the white stormed, foggy hallways until he escaped to outside. He noticed he and Kyle had ran right into the castles large 2nd floor courtyard. The jets spurting out white mist stopped behind them.

Kyle: *Wheeze* We’re outside, let’s fly!

The courtyard was filled with trees and various flowers all packed out into small squares. There was a huge berry tree, a small pack of yellow flowers. There was a pack of some sort of grass and one group of some beautiful blue flowers. There were many other flowers and trees around them as well. Kyle began shifting his wings up and down. Then Bomb’s eyes caught a tree near the far end, it looked like something he had seen before, it seemed to shed an amazing invisible ray of some kind. It had some sort of red berry growing on it’s limbs. Bomb wanted to go over and inspect it but he hadn’t time to waste on such stupid ideas. He looked to the black all around him and noticed a weird star. A shooting star. At least it looked like one until Bomb quickliy noticed the dark hidden figure that could be dimly seen with it.

Bomb: Wait! No!

Bomb could hear the cling of the weapon as the dragon swordsmans sword drove right through Kyle’s wing, which tossed Kyle to the right of the dark courtyard and his wing over the edge.

Swordsman: Wha! Last time you will ever think of taking the Royal Blister’s gold again!

The swordsman drew his sword up again but the quick reaction of Bomb’s foot drove the sword sky high and clinged onto the ground. It rolled around and then slid off the edge of the courtyard into nothingness.

Swordsman: Another one of you vile beasts?! 3 not enough?!

He didn’t seem phased he had just lost his weapon, it seemed unique and maybe expensive, even the most serious soldier would had felt some sort of emotion towards that and wouldn’t just stand there not moving an inch.

Bomb: Who are you!

He was not a dragon at all, he wore orange armor, orange golden armor, and had carried a simple sword. His face and everything else was hidden behind the armor. The armor made him look like a robot, the only part of him you could really see was in his open helmet, where in the night nothing could be seen but darkness with a faint tint of something being there. At least then you could know he had a face.

Swordsman: I am Blister’s simple swordsman, Agile, nothing special, heh heh.

Bomb shook his head and became frustrated in the knowledge that his plan was going to hell.

Bomb: What kind of name is Agile!

Agile: Yeah and what kind of name is Bomb either fool!

Agile walked quickly up to Bomb. Bomb put his feet in a stance but had no weapon so he was off guard in the realization with this. Before he thought of using his fists Agile picked up Bomb’s full body and tossed him right to the other side of the courtyard. Bomb had to grab the ledge and pull himself up.

Bomb: What kind of strength is that?

Agile: Ha, you can’t do that?

Bomb: Ah, I can-wait, how did you know my name before?

Agile: That’s not important, now I must slay both of you so King Blister can do with your corspses as he pleases.

Bomb pulled himself back up and walked up to Agile.

Agile: You want to face me again! Why you’re way too persistant for a petty thief!

Agile brought his hand out and his sword from the edge flew back up and into his hands.

Bomb: What?

Bomb stopped in mid-step. He could see in the dim darkness that the sword was a faded turqoise, like the seas. This guy seemed to have interesting colors.

Bomb: What are…

Agile brought his sword down on Bomb’s wing slicing it through. The wing wavered in the wind like it was nothing but paper. No blood came, that’s how it was with his kind. But the pain was unbearable.

Bomb: Ahhhh!

Bomb fell over and crawled to the edge of the courtyard in pain.

Agile: Hahahah-Ah!

Kyle leaped onto Agiles back and pulled his shoulders back and dragging him to the edge of the pier.

Agile: You 2 are crazy! Hahahaha!

Bomb: Yeah, well so is this.

Bomb stuck his hand into his black case and tossed a circular thing at Agile. It clung to his sword held by his knee.

Kyle: Waahahaha! Fool!

Agile: Heh, pathetic, well, adios for now Bomb, my time here has obviously been wasted.

Bomb: ……

Agile backed to the edge of the pier slowly and fell back. It looked as if he was not surprised so it must have been intentional. Everythign become quite for a moment……..

………

Kyle: Hwa!

BOOOOOOM!

The courtyard shook and then no sound was heard. Bomb could swear he saw a dark figure in the night sky.

Bomb: Oh man, so dizzy…

At the entrance of the courtyard 4 figures appeared.

Dragon Knight: There he is!

Dragon Knight(2): Wounded, easy meat!

Bomb backed up as the 4 advanced. They were all large dragon knights, they just seemed like figures with wings with all the darkness and dizzyness. There was no moon tonight… Bomb backed up and 2 of the figures began advancing much faster for some reason.

Bomb: Damn!

Bomb fell over the edge and the wind rushed up to him as he fell into nothingness. It felt like he was flowing on a water bed of blackness. Everything was getting dizzy…. Then it went black but he could still hear the noises… He suddenly felt the thud and he knew he was dead, the hit wasn’t so bad, he must of died right on contact. He could just here the rocking noise and the ocean, and smell the smell of rot as he slowly slipped into a state of a dream world...

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