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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 11, 2009 13:05:40 GMT -5
No, this is not about the Dark Dragon. The Dark Dragon is black and purple, this guy is black and grey.
Rated OT(16+): Language and violence.
Prologue
It was ten minutes to midnight. It was quiet until the sound of a motorcycle shattered the peace. The man on the motorcycle was large, with shortish black hair, long black goatee, black leather jacket, black leather pants, half fingered gloves and black riders boots. He was looking for trouble.
He stopped out side a shop and parked his motorcycle. The shop was called Canal Street Electronics and it was owned by Lao Shi Long. As he stepped in he heard an old man shout.
"Aiya! To whomever is out there we are closed! It is late."
He walked into the back room. Lao Shi looked up.
"I told you! We are closed!"
"I'm looking for Lao Shi."
"Oh, I'm Lao Shi. How can I help you."
He bowed.
"It is an honour to finally meet you."
"Thank you."
"I'm here to seek training and guidance."
Lao Shi looked at him strangely.
"Me?"
The man nodded.
"Okay, wait, what is you're name?"
"My name is Trevor Blackheart. They call me the Black Dragon."
End of Prologue.
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Jun 11, 2009 20:20:45 GMT -5
I lol'd at the description of Trevor, he looks so much like my char. Vince Johnson A.KA. Italian Dragon A.K.A. Archdemon of Soth D: I wanna see what happens next. Keep it on !
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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 12, 2009 14:30:30 GMT -5
Thank you.
Chapter 1: The new comer
Jake ran into Lao Shi's shop.
"Gramps. You said it was urgent."
Jake looked at the tall man.
"Jake, I want you to meet your partner in training."
"Say what now?"
"His name is Trevor Blackheart."
Trevor approached Jake.
"I look forward to working with you."
Jake nervously shook his hand. Later, Jake and Trevor were preparing for dragon training.
"Alright, I want you two to practice your fire breathing."
"Tsk, no problem G. Now Trevor, you might have a hard time keeping up with the Amdrag. DRAGON UP!!!"
Jake grinned mockingly at Trevor. Trevor just shook his head and chuckled.
"Amateur. What a master at work!"
Trevor changed into his dragon form. He was fully black except for his stomach which is grey. Jake looked at him with his jaw hanging. Jake breathed out a large redish flame and scorched a nearby wall. Trevor breathed out a huge white flame and melted the wall.
"Wow, you are good Trev."
"Thanks. You're not bad yourself."
"Enough chitter chatter! Back to training. I want you two to fly around New York City!"
They both took off.
"Hey Trev, wanna race?"
"Sure."
Trevor took off leaving Jake behind.
"Holy crap that guy is fast!"
Not far 88 and 89 are attempting(and I do mean *attempting*)to prove that they are dangerous.
"Time to die little pixie!"
Trevor heard the scream and stopped.
"Jake! There is a pixie in danger."
"On it."
They both flew toward 88 and 89.
"Uh-uh-uh 88."
"What you want fool?"
89 points at Jake and Trevor. They both looked at each other.
"Dra-Dra-DRAGONS!!!" They both shouted.
They both jumped off the side of the building.
"What the hell was that all about?"
"They're afraid of dragons."
"Weird."
"I know. See ya!"
"HEY!"
They flew back to Grandpa's shop. Trevor beat Jake by a long shot. Jake told Lao Shi about what happened.
Well done young dragons, I am proud. Now, you may go home now, training will begin again tomorrow. Oh by the way, Haley and Sun will be training with you."
"Haley?!"
"Who is Haley?"
"My annoying little sister."
"Ah yes....Sibilings."
Trevor walked toward his bike.
"Where do you stay?"
"Nowhere."
"Come over to my place, you can use our guest bedroom."
"Thank you Jake."
He rode to Jake's home.
"Mom, dad, Haley I want you to meet Trevor Blackheart."
They all stared at him shockingly. This made Trevor feel uneasy. Jonathan stood up.
"Well, welcome to the familyo Mr. Blackheart."
"Thank you mister Long."
End of chapter 1
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Jun 12, 2009 17:10:35 GMT -5
Nice again, and Blackheart definitely reminds me VInce ^^ ( maybe Trevor is Vince's cousin xD ). Anyways Keep it on !
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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 12, 2009 17:13:03 GMT -5
Yeah. Maybe. Thanks for the comment.
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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 16, 2009 13:57:58 GMT -5
Chapter 2: Vengeance part 1
Trevor had sleepless nights, he had awful visions of the Huntsclan's return. He saw the Huntsman standing millions of dragon skulls. He tried to ignore these dreams. The next morning he ran to Lao Shi's shop and told him about his dreams. Lao Shi nearly fainted at the news.
"This is not good young dragon. You have the gift of precognition."
"Precognition?"
"Yeah, the ability to see into the future."
"Who is the dog?"
"Oh yeah, the name's Foo Dog."
"Hi, my name is Trevor Blackheart."
"Pleasure, now tell me about this dream."
"Well, I heard screaming and maniacal laughter and then I saw the Huntsman standing on dragon skulls."
"Oh boy. What you're seeing is the eminent destruction of all magickal creatures."
Trevor looked shocked.
"No. It can't be."
"What?"
"How can they return? They died, there are no resurrection spells in existence."
Just then Jake, Sun and Haley stepped in.
"Yo, what's going on G?"
"Trevor has just seen the Huntsclan's return."
"What? That's crazy, Rose had them all killed."
"Well, there is a spell that can bring the dead back to life."
"What? Foo that is just f**ked up."
"Not really Trevor, they either need a) a rare magickal scarab beetle or b) the blood of the deceased."
"Do they have any of those?"
"Nah, when they died there was no blood."
"Good to know."
Meanwhile at the Hunts Lair.
"Yo 89 stop fooling around with the blood samples."
"Who's fooling?"
"You, stop juggling those bottles or you'll drop them and we can't bring the Hunts Clan back to life."
'I can't help it, they're so slippery."
"Whatever just put them there."
"Okay. What does the book say?"
"Add herbaflagochit, limestone, troll snot, pixie dust and either a rare magickal scarab beetle or the blood of the deceased."
"Herbaflagochit?"
"Hey, it's a big word, I can't read it."
"Let me see. You right, I can't read it either."
"Just add the blood."
89 poured all the blood into the cauldron and there were bright lights. When they looked again there was the entire Huntsclan standing before them.
"We have returned." said the Hunts Master.
He looked at 88 and 89.
"Well done, there may be hope for you after all. Come Huntsclan, lets go find and destroy those dragons."
They walked out of the room.
"You hear that 88? Hope, we have hope!"
"Yeah baby."
The high fived each other and followed th Huntsclan.
To be continued...
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Jun 18, 2009 18:47:28 GMT -5
Definitely cool, and I bet thatnobody expected thqt from 88 qnd 89 :3 Keep it on Krudd, that rocks !
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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 19, 2009 13:05:11 GMT -5
They'll get what's coming to them
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Jun 20, 2009 20:54:25 GMT -5
Hehe ^^. I feel battle in the air
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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 21, 2009 5:53:42 GMT -5
Does Vince have a heavy New Yorker accent? Trevor certainly does.
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Post by The Italian Dragon on Jun 21, 2009 6:10:20 GMT -5
No Vince doesn't, he just speaks a couple of languages without accent. ( If you want me to write to you his full story I can do that )
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Post by Krudd the Barbarian on Jun 21, 2009 8:52:29 GMT -5
By all means
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