Post by Erinul, Mass Ressurected on May 10, 2006 23:25:58 GMT -5
Hey, I've taken some time off of drawing pictures (which can be viewed in the Artworks Forum), and I've just started my first FanFic Story based on the American Dragon show. I haven't finished muh but the beginning, but I'll post it here as a sneek preview (which will be the beginning of the story). Here it is(Note: I put myself into the story because...frankly, I'd love to be in one, so ):
A figure shaped like a dragon emerges from the fog. He is colored red and black, with gold and silver hair. His mind is filled with questions that he has no answers to.
"What is this place?"
"Is this really New York?"
"What...what's happened here?"
The dragon walks around the destroyed city (he assumes it's New York City), searching for clues as to what happened. He keeps walking until he can no longer walk. He takes to the air, but has to come back down because of the fogs density. He lands on what used to be a home in the Bronx (again, he thinks he's in New York City). He rummages through the ruins and finds a photo of a boy with green and black hair, wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and original skater shoes with his family behind him. The dragon's eyes start to water, and tears drop down on the picture's frame. He thinks of what has happened to this place, and to the people in this frame. Suddenly, a loud noise brings the dragon back to reality. The dragon drops the photo (it hits the ground, shattering the picture's frame), and brings his arms up to block any attack that comes at him.
He waits and waits. The dragon is about to lower his guard when another figure appears out of the fog. Another dragon. The dragon that has appeared is colored dark green, with red and yellow hair. He walks until he stops at what is left of a wall and leans on the wall. The green dragon pauses for a moment, looks at the red dragon, and says, "I went to see him. You know, he looks almost exactly like you." The red dragon yells out, "I don't care. All I want to know is what happened here!" The green dragon quietly says "Dragon down".
The green dragon has turned into a 15 year old teen with blond hair and blue-green eyes, wearing a black shirt that says 'Game on' and wearing black pants with black shoes. The boy reaches into his pocket, pulls out a pair of glasses, and puts them on. The red dragon says, "Dragon down". His human form is almost like...his, but with gold and silver hair. He yells at the boy in the glasses and yells, "Mark, I want to know what happened here. Tell me now." The boy called Mark merely chuckles a bit and says, "Now, now Sam, all in due time. However, I will tell you this. A major battle between the forces of good and evil from the Magic Realm have had a battle here, in New York City. You can see the result." The boy called Sam looks around at the ruins of what used to be the Bronx (Sam now knows it is New York City). Sam looks at Mark and says, "But why here? Why New York?" Mark chuckles again and said, "That, my dear friend, is for another time." Mark takes off his glasses and puts them into his pants pocket. He then proceeds to turn back into his dragon form and flies away. Sam yells, "No! I want answers and I want them now!" Sam does a backflip and says, "Dragon Up!" He returns to his dragon form. He tries his best to remember where Mark had flown off to. He keeps flying until he hits a wall. He falls to the ground and looks up. What he took for a wall was actually a memorial. The memorial looked like it was recently put here. On it, the text on the memorial says, "This memorial is dedicated to the brave souls who risked their lives to save the world."
Meanwhile, a small transmitter beacon is on the back of Sam's hair. A black dragon with purple and black hair says, "Well, it's time to begin the game."
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Hope you liked the preview. I will begin working on it....as soon as I finish writing another part for my other 3 stories (they're fanfics about a MMORPG called RuneScape)
A figure shaped like a dragon emerges from the fog. He is colored red and black, with gold and silver hair. His mind is filled with questions that he has no answers to.
"What is this place?"
"Is this really New York?"
"What...what's happened here?"
The dragon walks around the destroyed city (he assumes it's New York City), searching for clues as to what happened. He keeps walking until he can no longer walk. He takes to the air, but has to come back down because of the fogs density. He lands on what used to be a home in the Bronx (again, he thinks he's in New York City). He rummages through the ruins and finds a photo of a boy with green and black hair, wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and original skater shoes with his family behind him. The dragon's eyes start to water, and tears drop down on the picture's frame. He thinks of what has happened to this place, and to the people in this frame. Suddenly, a loud noise brings the dragon back to reality. The dragon drops the photo (it hits the ground, shattering the picture's frame), and brings his arms up to block any attack that comes at him.
He waits and waits. The dragon is about to lower his guard when another figure appears out of the fog. Another dragon. The dragon that has appeared is colored dark green, with red and yellow hair. He walks until he stops at what is left of a wall and leans on the wall. The green dragon pauses for a moment, looks at the red dragon, and says, "I went to see him. You know, he looks almost exactly like you." The red dragon yells out, "I don't care. All I want to know is what happened here!" The green dragon quietly says "Dragon down".
The green dragon has turned into a 15 year old teen with blond hair and blue-green eyes, wearing a black shirt that says 'Game on' and wearing black pants with black shoes. The boy reaches into his pocket, pulls out a pair of glasses, and puts them on. The red dragon says, "Dragon down". His human form is almost like...his, but with gold and silver hair. He yells at the boy in the glasses and yells, "Mark, I want to know what happened here. Tell me now." The boy called Mark merely chuckles a bit and says, "Now, now Sam, all in due time. However, I will tell you this. A major battle between the forces of good and evil from the Magic Realm have had a battle here, in New York City. You can see the result." The boy called Sam looks around at the ruins of what used to be the Bronx (Sam now knows it is New York City). Sam looks at Mark and says, "But why here? Why New York?" Mark chuckles again and said, "That, my dear friend, is for another time." Mark takes off his glasses and puts them into his pants pocket. He then proceeds to turn back into his dragon form and flies away. Sam yells, "No! I want answers and I want them now!" Sam does a backflip and says, "Dragon Up!" He returns to his dragon form. He tries his best to remember where Mark had flown off to. He keeps flying until he hits a wall. He falls to the ground and looks up. What he took for a wall was actually a memorial. The memorial looked like it was recently put here. On it, the text on the memorial says, "This memorial is dedicated to the brave souls who risked their lives to save the world."
Meanwhile, a small transmitter beacon is on the back of Sam's hair. A black dragon with purple and black hair says, "Well, it's time to begin the game."
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Hope you liked the preview. I will begin working on it....as soon as I finish writing another part for my other 3 stories (they're fanfics about a MMORPG called RuneScape)