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Post by Protoss Dragon on Mar 8, 2008 2:03:39 GMT -5
Note: I need characters so if you want your character to be in the story PM me with their powers, name, gender, species, etc.
Otherwise enjoy, also note that this story is PG-13 and R in some places.
*Chapter 1*
Fenix POV
It was dark...too dark, as I ran through the ice cold tundra of Siberia. I felt the cold air run past me blue colored scales and felt the ice crystals form in my eyes. My dragon body crumpled under the snow as I ran from that horrid facility, from where they turned me into this. I knew that was the beginning of a war. A war so large it will span the universe. My wings were frozen to the point where I could have sworn I could have snapped them off. Just then a light.
My dragon eyes snapped open as, I found my-self lying in that same old mattress that I had thrown on the floor of one of the rooms in my island base. I had discovered the base less then a few months earlier, after I had been turned into what I am now. My body had been completely changed. I no longer resembled the black haired teen that I was, I had been turned into a dragon. Sure its cool and all but, the scientists that transformed me from a human to a dragon treated me like garbage constantly taking, blood, sperm and stomach fluid from my dragon body. They kicked my carcase in the corner and left me for dead. I managed to barely escape from their Siberian base.
That was months ago. I crawled out of my slumber and stretched my wings, that were attached to my spinal cord. I walked down the hallway of my base to the washroom where. I sat in the bottom of the shower and let the hot water relax me from all the thoughts that were going through my head. My midnight blue back-side and my green front seemed to glimmer as the hot-water rushed over them. I grabbed my towel and dried myself off. For breakfast, I grabbed a raw t-bone out of the refrigerator and cooked it in one shot with my dragon breath. After that, I waked over to my Ubuntu Linux laptop that was sitting on the table. I clicked open the satellite tracking program. I had been tracking a man for months who seemed to have the odds about me. After all he was the one that was the head of those mad terrorist doctors. I knew that they were involved with many creature and mad experiments from around the world. I had intentions of stopping him from causing anymore harm to the world. But I needed help and a lot of it, you see he was no ordinary mad scientists. He had connections with many gangs, the mafia, parts of al-kida and who knows what. I knew a lot of reptilian friends that could help me, most of them lurk in the shadows while others stand out as normal but are not. Any ways, something big was going down and I could feel it as my cold blood rushed through my veins.
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Mar 16, 2008 15:39:33 GMT -5
Wow. That's a dark but beautiful story. I'm not joking ! You should go ahead in writting the rest. I hope that I can read the next chapter soon...
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Mar 16, 2008 18:33:30 GMT -5
Thanks Ill get the next chapter up soon, its written on paper and I need to type it
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Mar 16, 2008 20:42:18 GMT -5
Aright here is chapter 2, remember you can still PM me to join my army Disclaimer: All my own characters belong to me. Fenix POV I walked over to the single person dorms that were lined up along the hallway, they use to be used by U.S.A.F personnel during WWII but, now they were long abandoned for the past sixty years. I had already gathered up three a few people/creatures to help me in my quest to hunt down and kill who ever was planning this universal domination that I had heard about a few weeks ago. I got to the four occupied dorms that were lined up next to each other. Written on duct tape on the door were the four names. “Jem”, next was “Special forces S.C.A.R.L, who was a Monitor Lizard almost as big as Fenix.” The last two were on the other side of the hallway. One read “Tom”, the huge humminod like crocodile and the last door read, “Sophia”, from the who was a human, but had been heavily trained in the military and was about age 16. “Alright, Alright, time to get up.” I said in a loud tone. “Just five more minutes.” They replied. I took a deep breath and tossed a flash-bang grenade in the middle of the hallway to get them to wake up. All of them jumped out into the hallway in a fighting stance only to see me when the smoke cleared. “Come on Fenix, I know we have to get some more recruits but let us just sleep some more.” Said S.C.A.R.L (AKA: Mr. Death) “Fine, ill give you half an hour more to get up and meet me downstairs.” I replied and walked out of the shabby looking dorms to work on one of the abandoned yet still ironically active nuclear missile silos. I spread my dragon like wings and flew up from the bottom of the silo up to the top of the thirty meter high missile. I jumped up to the top of the gantry way from the missile and looked out over the horizon. I could see something in the distance but not quite make out what it was. I pulled out a thermal/night vision pair of binoculars from my side pouch that was on my waste and looked through it. I saw what appeared to be a black and red mutated looking creature fighting with a large draconic like creature. I put down my binoculars for a second and turned around to call the others, just then the dragon creature was flung toward my direction. A few seconds later he slammed into the base of the missile silo bending one of the steel beams. “Holy $H!T” I yelled and jumped down to the bottom. I looked into the creatures eyes then back out to the sea, the mutated creature was gone. I stared back at the feline creature when I realized it was---
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Mar 18, 2008 18:45:41 GMT -5
As good as before. Always mistery, action and also a loooot of suspense. Know what ' I think that you could be a great story writer ( like me : yes I write also stories) So I gave you the link of my story. Tell me what do you think: www.americandragon.proboards60.com/index.cgi?board=italiandragon&action=display&thread=1172509621I based it on the film ''Ghost rider ''. I found nice that Jake become a rider like Johnny. Sooner I'll post one soo big fanfiction. When it's done I'll PM you. Have fun and go ahead like it !!!!!!!
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Mar 18, 2008 20:02:45 GMT -5
Nice, one Ill be looking forward to you fanfiction Im as of now currently writing a book, that is Fantasy/Modern Warfare/Action/Adventure/Sci-Fi/Horror. I am 10 pages into it and it should be completed by this fall, it will be part of a 14 book series I am writing. Also I will get chapter 3 of this story up soon.
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Mar 20, 2008 18:16:49 GMT -5
You rock !!! Seriously !!! When I've finished tranlating my big fanfic I'l put it on this formu and of course I'll PM you. I've also introduced some fanfic characters so you'll have some surprises Good night
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Mar 21, 2008 1:01:20 GMT -5
Alright here is chapter 3!
Disclaimer: All my own characters (ex: Fenix) belong to me.
SCARL POV
I heard a huge crash that threw me out of my bunk and onto the floor. I quickly sprang up and strapped on my bullet proof vest and SWAT outfit with my trusty full-face protective gas mask and SWAT helmet. When I got outside Fenix was already out there. Tom was sleeping like a rock in his doom still. I ran over to the small circle around the downed feline creature. I had my custom made TMP sub-machine gun drawn and I slid in a new ammo clip.
“Hold your fire!” Fenix said and put his reptilian like arm out to stop me I immediately looked over through me green-tinted goggles.
“Zarc!” I said, the feline creature tried to respond but collapsed as he was pointing to the red and black object getting closer and closer to us. I aimed my TMP machine gun at the object and Fenix drew his custom made .50 caliber Smith & Weston magnum revolver that was loaded with armor piercing rounds.
“Sophia! Jem!, get him to the infirmary.” The green newt like creature (Jem) and the special forces human quickly carried off the body inside and into the mini-infirmary. Next what looked like an infested body of a mutant came crashing down. I looked over to the area where he dropped. As the smoke cleared a mutant that looked like a cross between Human, Reptile, and Arthropod DNA began slashing at us with his deformed claws, the creature hit Fenix's leg tearing is desert camouflage style cargo pants. Fenix and I quickly ended his life with a hail of magnum and machine gun bullets.
Zarc POV
I stared up from my over sized 50's style hospital bed. I saw two “things” sounding me. One was a crocodile like reptile with wearing a police uniform (Tom) and had “S.S.A.F (Stealth Squadron Assault Force)” written on the back and shoulder and had various pouches including a 8 inch combat knife in a holster hanging over the front of his shoulder. The other was a Green and orange colored newt with green and black brushed up hair growing out of the back of his neck.
They both turned around and looked at me from their conversation about motorcycles. The crocodile began to unclipped his combat knife and pull it out of its holster. “Wait don't hurt me.” I said in my normal voice instead of my week voice. “What do you want?” Jake responded. “I was attacked while I was doing a reckon mission around the area, now please don't kill me” I said in one breath of air. Tom slid his combat knife back into its holster.
Alright guys and girls im tired so I will write some more later, Bye
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Mar 21, 2008 12:29:52 GMT -5
Hmmm. Suspense. What's police doin' here ?? Go ahead like it. I looooooooooooooove that story.
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Post by Erinul, Mass Ressurected on Mar 21, 2008 17:21:52 GMT -5
I'll admit that I'm not that much into guns or anything of the sort, but your story here is a good read. Keep up the good work. You've got a good story on your hands.
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Mar 24, 2008 0:34:48 GMT -5
Alright here is chapter 4 using my new keyboard with a three coloured back light 2 Weeks Later BANG! Click! BANG! Click!, went Fenix's fully automatic jackhammer shotgun as he fired it off behind the run down dorm building. The targets he was aiming it were either hit dead in the hear or head with no missed shots. “Easy as hell”, he exclaimed and continued to fire it off. “Fenix!, what the hell are you doing its 3:30 in the morning!” Sophia shouted from one of the windows. “Sorry I could not sleep.” He said and aimed his automatic shotgun at the starry dark blue and black night sky using his reptilian scaly hands. Around the world in New York A 9 meter (about 27 feet) tall dragon named Vince Johnston was perched on top of a building looking down at the traffic below, most people that walked by though he was a gargoyle and did not even bothering looking twice. He scanned his red eyes across the city from the Empire State building, to the New York Yankees Stadium to Ground Zero. “Dammit, why haven't I found him yet” He thought in his mind. Meanwhile Back at base “So you want me to go out and look for more recruits?”, Asked Jem. “Yes that is a smashing idea”, Fenix said in an offset British accent. “Just take your utility belt and your recon equipment.” With that Jem walked outside of the main multi functional room and on to the huge five mile long airfield. There was dead silence except for the spinning of the wind turbines and the constant brease against her newt stomach. The hanger that she got to was at least four stories high and could easily house four concord jets or two 747's. She ran up to the hanger door and pushed it to the right causing it to slide open on its trolley wheels. Inside the hanger was a modified concord jet, it was shorted down about half way, the engines had been placed near the tail section of the fuselage instead of on the wing and its was painted nuclear green. But, that jet was un-usable at the moment due to mechanical problems. Next to the modified concord was a few remote controlled cross tanks (six wheel non belted tanks), she finally reached her vehicle which was as large as a PC computer and had two fifteen foot long delta side wings coming from the side. Along the top was an electric ion powered engine which was extremely quiet and cheap to use. She slid the device on her back and the wings folded into place along her side, a holographic panel emerged in front of her face which she could touch/put her claw through and control the backpack jet pack, the panel displayed flight data such as altitude, temperature, RPM's and lots of other stuff, hell you could even watch a movie on it if you waned to. She closed the panel down and grabbed her equipment from the near by locker which was a high powered recon sniper rifle with night vision scope. Her utility belt included a backup handgun, combat knife, a grenade or two and an industrial satellite radio/portable GPS to call back to base. She looked up at the sky and activated her jet pack causing her to rocketed up in the sky at 450 miles per hour. Her body temperature did not matter do to the heating device on the pack that would even keep her warm at 250,000 feet in the sky (almost to the edge of space). She quickly propelled up to 10,000 feet ( about 2500 meters), she activated the GPS and set its coordinates for 10S°15E°85N° (New York). As she took off into the sky Fenix looked up and smiled as she went to get new recruits. Aright how did you like that chapter? message me with your character and I will throw them in the mix
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Mar 26, 2008 5:19:32 GMT -5
Awesome Chapter. And you putted in a new character !!! How cool !!!! Go ahead like it !!!
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Apr 4, 2008 18:43:11 GMT -5
Note to the people reading my story: it might be a month or so before I update this again because. 1. there is not many people reading it. 2. I am in school and doing reports and stuff. 3. I am working on my other project "Reptile Army" you can read about it in the book section of the fourm. Just thought Id point that out, also I have been notified when I finish collage I am going to work for D.I.C.E (Digital Allusions) they are the people that made the battlefield series (Battlefield 2, 2142, 1942 and 1972).
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Apr 30, 2008 0:17:18 GMT -5
Also there has been a bit of a confusion: Fenix, is the charter for this story while Phoenix is the name of the main character in my book. Just to clear things up, they are not entirely the same and Phoenix will not be in this story while Fenix is.
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Post by Protoss Dragon on Apr 30, 2008 23:53:49 GMT -5
Aright here is my next chapter, remember if you want you character in the story just PM me
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Fenix would look for recruits for today but clouds loomed over the base and rain began to fall. He sat in the loft of one of the hangers and was cleaning his .50 cal combat revolver. Fenix relaxed and hung out in the loft of the hanger. None of the others in the group knew about this spot except Fenix. Jem had discovered this spot once but, Fenix lied and said he was checking the structure of the hanger. The combat revolver was a shining stainless steel revolver with a heavy home made silencer on the front. Without much care, he flicked the barrel in and out of the casing, while he examine the depleted uranium anti-tank bullets that were in there.
Jem searched New York city via her wing pack for a good number of hours. It was not raining but, there was a thick layer of dense fog and clouds overing the buildings of Manhattan Island. She gripped her reptilian claws around the high powered rifle. Getting tired of flying around the city she took a break by landing on a skyscraper just west of the Empire State building. No one could see her. She sat down on the ledge of the building looking down at the traffic below which was just a bunch of blurred lights and noise. At the same moment something caught her eye in the distance, a huge monolith of a creature was perched on top of another building nearby. Calmly she picked up her sniper rifle and looked through the scope, at the massive black lizard with wings, she was real tempted to pull the trigger and get an instant kill but, she refrained from doing so, knowing that everyone would hear and the flash guard/ silencer that Fenix made for her was broken and she needed to get a new one. Picking herself up from a crouched position, she accidentally flicked her tail and flung up some tile causing a small racket. The creature made a huge leap from his building over to hers without making a sound. Upon landing the massive creature started to question her, sternly. “Why the hell were you trying to attack me!”, the huge black dragon questioned the female newt. “Safety priority, thats why.” Jem replied back. “Anyways who are you and, why are you here?” Jem questioned. “My name is Vince Johnson, and I trying to get revenge on who ever murder my friends.” “Tell me, what happened, and just so you feel okay, your not alone.” Jem said, “I lost my father in well...” She aimed over at the huge hole in the ground about two miles away, at what remained of the World Trade Center. “Yes, thats sad but, mine is even more oppressed... you see, when I was a teenager about sixteen years old...”
...Flash Back From Hell...
BANG, CLICK, BANG, CLICK...Vince's heart pounded against his ribcage as he ran down the hall of his school, most of the people he knew were dead or worse. His girlfriend Kayla, ran along side him. Even though their pelvic joints started to cramp up, they did not care, getting out was all that mattered to them. They were old a few hundred meters from the door that led to the outside when. BANG, Vince turned around as his girlfriend fell to the ground, gasping for breath. He looked up from her, squinting. He saw an anomaly of a person with several parasites sticking out of the left half of their body. The parasite infected killer socked his shotgun and let the green spent shell fall to the ground. “No use fighting me, your dead.” Vince gritted his teeth, using all the power in his body a black aura surrounded him, causing the killer to shield his eyes. What was standing there was a huge nine foot tall black dragon with enormous bulging mussels that were entangled in vanes and arteries. He lunged forward, the killer fired off his shotgun several times, but the buck shot and slugs bounced off his heavy armor not affecting him. Getting up next to him the killer gave up. Vince grabbed his entire body and wrapped his tail around his neck, with a quick mussel twirl, the killers spine snapped killing him instantly. The dragon grunted as he walked over to his girlfriend, as he picked up her still alive body she squinted in pain because of the four buckshot pieces in her back. He herd voiced from the front of the building. A four man SWAT team was about to enter. He knew that he could not be scene like this. Running down the corridor with her body swung over the dragons shoulder. Vince broke down and emergency side door. Her spread his massive hardened wings that were double the size of Fenix's, and took off into the rainy sky. Vince landed on a rooftop a few miles away from the school and looked at her almost lifeless body. “Vince...”, she stared into his emerald green eyes that were implanted in his black scales. “I love you, take me back to my home my grave.” Vince kissed her with his dry chapped draconic lips. “Don't worry, I will get vengeance on whoever did this.” Tears started to form in his dragon eyes. “Find another girl, move on but, remember me as one that loved you.” She stated and died in his arms. “DAMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.” Vince roared probably disturbing a few blocks. Night fell, Vince had arrived on the roof of his school, he placed her body there with a large tulip on her breast area. Most of the Emergency units were just coming up to the schools roof now, who out thinking much he flew off the roof and out into the dusk.
...End Flash Back...
“Wow, thats sad!” Jem said in a loud voice. “Look, I don't normally ask this but, do you want to join my team. We deal with matters like this all the time.” “Thanks, Ill do it.” Vince said.
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Alright now off to play COD4 (pc version)
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