Sunday, February 22, 2015

Earth Overcome, Part 2, Gallatian

  Have you ever wondered what it'd be like to attend your own funeral?  Well I can tell you first hand.  It sucks.  You can see everyone, your family, your friends, anyone who ever cared about you, and you can't tell them that you are alive.  I really couldn't tell them, I can't speak.  My name is Jeph Wolfman, I'm also Gallatian. Everyday I hear everything.  Literally everything.  I know everything, but only as it happens.  I can't see into the future, I can only hear the present.  You'd be surprised at how much of it is bad.  You'd be even more amazed at what I do with this ability, I ignore it.  I ignore so I can wallow in self-pity at my funeral.  I have the power to right every wrong in the world, and I do nothing.

  So I stood far away, under a tree, and I watched my family.  I watched and heard as my brother, Michael, got up to speak,  "Jeph... um... Jeph was brave.  The bravest person I had ever known.  He pushed the boundaries, beat the odds, and achieved his dream of going into space.  It's... terrible that he was taken away from us, but he will be remembered.  Thank You."

  It hurt.  I wanted to tell them that I was here, that I was alive, but I couldn't.  I'd ruin their lives.  So I kept watching as my mother took the stand, "Jeph was  not only brave, he was kind.  the second he heard that something was wrong, he'd do anything in his power to help.  He always helped, no matter what.  Thank-You." 

  A piece of me fell apart after that.  Had I changed that much?  Had I just become greedy and self centered?  I continued to stand there and watch.  When I had got back to Earth, I had expected to welcomed with open arms.  After seeing the funeral the reality was setting in.  Not only was I covered in stars, but I had come back from the dead.  It would be selfish of me to come back into their lives now.

  Then I heard a voice behind me, "So what's the universe really like?  I mean, you'd know."

  I whipped around, ready to blast whoever was there.   But it was... Sara Raft?  There was an awkward silence, for some reason the suit wouldn't let me speak. 

  "You don't talk huh?" she asked.  "Why don't I skip right to it?  There's a matter of national security and we need... superheroes.  A team of superheroes to be exact, and you'd be perfect."

  A matter of national security?  She said I was needed?  The Creators had told me about a disaster on Earth.  Was this it?

  "I'll help." I thought. "I will assist you." I said.

  "Good." she nodded, "You should come with me."  Then she left, and I followed her.  Though I did look one last time at my family.  I was leaving that life behind.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Earth Overcome, Part 1: Agon

  "Why the name?"

  "What name?" I asked.

  "Agon."

  "That?"

  "Yes."

  "It's the greek word for anger."

  "Your powers come from China."

  "I'm a superhero." I said. "I think I have the right to name myself."

  "Stop being a smart-@#$."

  "It's better than being a dumb one." I retorted.

  "This is what I mean."

  "Let it go." I said. 

  Yeah, that's the kind of conversation I have everyday.  Don't worry I'm not talking to myself, I talk to Long my... friend.  Well that's note entirely true.  Long is a little old Chinese man, who just happens to live in my head.  I'm not kidding, though I probably am crazy.  Though I'm not lying about the super powers, those are real.  I can breathe fire, I have wings, and a tail.  That also comes with strength and durability, which seem to be the stock superpowers.  I also have a Chinese man in my head, and that's one of my better assets. 

  My name is August Summers, and I'm... half-dragon and half-human.  I'm still not kidding.  I look like a Dragon on two legs.  Being a superhero (if I can even call myself that) is way different from the movies.  Iron Man never accidently killed someone, and J.A.R.V.I.S. is way cooler than Long (the guy in my head).  It had been two months since San Francisco where I fought Dark Sage, and I was poor.  Here's a shocker, no one wants to hire a half-dragon guy.  Trust me I tried.  Most people scream when they see me.  If they have a weapon they try to kill me.  I'm not exactly well loved.  So instead I live on roofs where nobody could find me.  that's where I was when my life changed for the millionth time.

  The whole reason I'm this ugly is because Long chose me to find the lost Dragon civilization.  I had no leads on where to look, besides that they were underground.  I had no family (except for my sister but she didn't want to see me) and I had no friends.  That's when the change came.  I guess somebody had heard my brooding because I was on my roof, when I heard someone behind me.  I sat there, and pretended to be oblivious.  Then I whipped around and slashed with my claws!  Whoever it was managed to roll out of the way.  I swiped again but she stepped back.

  "You always this friendly?" she asked.  I swiped again, but she just sidestepped.  "Don't you even want to know who I am?"

  "No." I grunted. "I want you to leave!"

  "My name is Sara Raft." 

  "You must be deaf." I said. "I said for you to leave!" I yelled bringing my claws over my head and down on her!  Again she just simply stepped out of the way.

  "We need you... August."

  That hit hard, "H-how do you know my name?"

  "I know a lot about you." said Raft.

  "Probably more than you want to know."

  "Don't be a smart-@#$!"

  "People keep telling me that, I haven't stopped yet."

  She sighed, "The point is there's a threat to national security.  Something that we've never seen before, something that we need heroes for.  Heroes like you."  She pointed at me like I had no idea who "you" was.

"I don't know..." I said. "Maybe I just want to fight you some more."

 "You can try." she said.

 "Let me check with Long."

 "Who?"

 "The Chinese man in my head."

 "Okay?"

  I could almost see her locking me in some asylum so I really didn't want to get on her bad side.

  "Long, what do you think?" I thought.

  "I think you should kill her and keep looking for the dragons."

  I sighed, "Good talk, Long."  Them I switched from thinking to talking, "Miss Fury..."

  "It's Raft."

  "Miss Raft I'm in."

  She put out her hand and I shook it, "Two down, one to go." she said.

  "What?" I asked.

  "You'll see." she smiled.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

War Of Dragons, Epilogue

  We had won the war.  it had it's prices.  We had lost our home, some of our friends, but we had emerged victorious.  Now we are rebuilding.  Everything was changing around us, the Dragons had confronted the humans and won.  That meant the council had been wrong.  Tw'One was the first to confront the council.

  "Where were you during the battle?" she had asked them.  There was a crowd there, it seemed there was always a crowd.

  The council tried to defend themselves, "We were..." but it was a lost cause.

  "Enough." demanded Tw'One. "You were hiding, there's no point in denying it."  Tw'One was really working the crowd, but then she topped it off, and secured her position.  She turned to the crowd, "Is this who you want leading you?  Cowards and liars?  join me for a better tomorrow!"

  the crowd went insane!  A this point they I think they were just sick of the council.  I think they would have made anyone their new leader, even Tw'One.

  Though what was most interesting about the war is what they're calling it. It wasn't The Great War, or The Dragon War.  We call "The War Of One Battle" because that was all it took to win it.  So yeah, we won with one fight, and you want to know something funny?  no one has attacked us since.  I think Darsk would be proud.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

War Of Dragons, Part 16

  We had won!  Victory was ours!  However you put it we had won!  What was more surprising was that my had worked! 

  "Head back to the city!" I yelled.  It was to fly back.  We needed to heal up and celebrate.  I climbed on Grarr, who looked just as surprised as me, and we took off.

  "That was terrible." he said.

  "But we won." I told him. "It was necessary."

  "I know." he sighed. "It still felt terrible."

  "At least we saved our home." I added.  Then I immediately wished I hadn't spoken so soon. 

  "No..." whispered Grarr. "Not that." 

  I had been wrong.  We hadn't defended our home.  It was up in flames.  Almost like a machine we started to fly.  Not just me and Grarr but everyone around us.  I could feel the wind from the others wing grow faster and harder. Our home was burning. 

  "How did this happen?" One near me asked.

  "Were there any survivors?" asked another. 

  As we landed on the edge of the city it came to me, "Darsk." I said out loud. "Darsk had said that the catacombs connected from here to somewhere in the human world.  They must have found the entrance on their side."

  A Dragon near me nodded, "That's why they took so long to mount an attack.  They were exploring the tunnels, but how did they get through the seal?"

  "Darsk took it off." I whispered. Everyone stared at me, "The Council had told him to show me the catacombs, so he took off the seal."

  Some Dragons near shuffled on their feet, "What now?" asked Grarr.

  Everyone was staring at me, they were depending on me. "Grarr." I said. "You're coming with me.  They must have a base nearby.  We're going there.  Everyone else look for survivors."

  They all nodded somberly, and I climbed on Grarr.  Then he kicked off the ground and we were flying towards the entrance.

  "You okay?" I asked.

  "Y-no!  I just saw my home burning down!"

  "I'm sorry." I didn't know what else to say.

  "It's not your fault. I just want to kill whoever did this."  Now I really didn't know what to say.  So instead we fell out the entrance.  It wasn't hard to find their temporary base, it was close.  So I motioned for Grarr to land there.

  "What are you going to do?" he asked.

  "I'm going to hold their general at gunpoint."  We landed on the edge of the camp and I told Grarr to stay there.  There was a gate, but Grarr tore through it with his claws. 

  "Thanks." I said.

 "No problem, just go get them." 

  I walked in there with mixed feelings.  Part of me didn't wan to, but the other of me felt like I had to.  It was weird.  In the end need won out and I walked through the base.  There wasn't anyone there, I guess they were all in their tents.  Celebrating what they had done.  It made me hate them even. more.  I kept walking and walked straight into the tent marked "General" it was nice that they had made it so easy.  When I went in I found the General talking to... Sophie Owlen.

  "What? Who are you?" demanded the General. 

  "Abigail? What are you doing here?"

  They stared at me like the answer was coming to them directly.

  "I'm here to do this." I said pointing my gun at the General.

  "WHAT?!" he yelled. "What do you want?"

  "I want you to call off your army."

  "Never."

  "Call them off, or I will shoot you!"  I aimed my gun at his head, but I knew they could see me shaking. "I will!"

  There was a loud CLICK-CLACK sound and I turned my head.  Sophie was pointing her gun at me.

  "Put it down." she threatened.

  "You wouldn't" I pointed mine at her.

  "I will."

  "You're just as brave as me." It was true.  Her hand was shaking too.  We stood there, guns pointing at each other.  It was almost like we were daring each other, trying to see who'd shoot first.  Then BLAMM!!!  I had fired and Sophie fell to the floor.  No screaming, no noises.  Just a soft thump, when she hit the ground.

  "You're almost as brave as me." I taunted. "Now for you." I swung my gun back to the General. "How about you call of the war?"

  "If you kill me, the war won't stop." He shook.

  "Yeah, but you remember that army you sent to distract us while you burned our home down?" He nodded. "Everyone one of those lives you used as a distraction is dead.  The Dragons killed them all."  His eyes went wide, and I made the final threat. "If you don't call of the war.  I will rain a hellstorm of Dragons on you and your cities.  Are we clear?"

  He nodded and opened his phone, "Mr. President?" he asked. "I think we need to call off the troops."  He knew I was making idle threats. he'd seen what I was capable of. I smiled and left him to talk it out.  Then I walked out the tent, and back to Grarr.

  "Did you do it?" he asked as I climbed on him.

  "Yeah." I smiled as we flew back to Dragon City.  We hadn't just won the battle, I had won the war.

Monday, February 2, 2015

War Of Dragons, Part 15

I had one question when we reached the entrance, "Where the hell is Tw'One?"

One of the dragons closest to me answered, "I don't know, she wasn't in the groups you made."

"Why wasn't she..."

"Ma'am I don't think we can worry about that now, look!"  He pointed with a claw.  I looked past his claw and I saw jets and parachutes all streaming in through the hole.  They were coming into our city, our home.  We couldn't let that happen.  But they were so coordinated!  All those jets and soldiers and none of them were crashing into each other.  What did we have? A thrown together army and a plan made the same way.  But we couldn't let them take our home.  Besides, we were an army of Dragons.

  "Grarr!" I yelled! "Get us as close to the ground as you can and lay down some fire!"  I felt the wind rush past my cheeks as Grarr went into a dive.  I felt the heat coming from Grarr's mouth but I tired not to focus on that.  Instead I took aim at the nearest foot-soldier and BLAMM!!! fired!  Then I aimed again and BLAMM!!! squeezed the trigger!  I was using the shotgun so it took all my power not to fall off but I managed to stay on! 

  "Grarr we need to go back up."

  "Alright, alright!"  Wind pushed against us as we climbed higher into the air.  From up there I could see everything.  It was horrible red blood covered the ground and I could here screams from up there.  It was wrong but we had to defend ourselves!  But that didn't make me feel any better.

  Then I had to stop staring because out of the corner of my eye I saw a fighter coming straight for us!

  "What do we do, Abi?" asked Grarr.

  "Hard right!" I yelled.  I got jerked to the right as Grarr made a sharp turn.  GRATTA!!! GRATTA!!!

  "Abi, they have guns!"

  "I know!"  I yelled. "Loop and see if you can get behind them!" The planes were directly behind us, so when Grarr went up and around we were behind at least two planes! 

  "Fireball!" I yelled.   The heat surged from his mouth and the two planes erupted into flames!

  "Scratch two." I muttered.  We were both feeling pretty proud of ourselves for getting those two but then another came up and gave chase!

  "Try the loop again!"  Grarr did what I said but this time the pilot slowed and waited for us to finish.  When we did we weren't behind him! "Crap." I muttered. "Grarr, go into a dive!"  He did that and we started to fall.  Faster and faster the wind was even cutting through my cheek.  The plane followed us.

  "Uh... Abi? Ground coming up fast!"

  "Yeah, I know.  Just wait."  The ground was coming up and we were steadily gaining speed!  At the rate we were going we'd crash pretty soon!

  "Wait..." I told him and the ground got closer.

  "Wait..." even closer/

  "Now!  Pull up!"  The wind pushed against us yet again but we were quick enough to escape the planes explosion!  We were rising fast... too fast!  I couldn't keep hold.

  "Grarr!" I yelled, but it was too late.  I hit the ground hard, but there was no crunch.  That meant it wasn't broken, right.  I sat up and tried to move but I found a gun barrel in my face.

  "Don't move!" said a voice higher than me.

  "Right." I mocked. Then I grabbed his arm and used it to pull myself up!  Then I stepped on his foot, and then elbowed him in the face!  He fell to the ground and I whipped out my pistol.

  "Don't move." I said and I pulled the trigger.  BLAMM!!!  I tried not to look to much, so I turned around and looked around me.  The remaining soldiers were retreating, any planes there had been were gone.  Only my dragons, my soldiers, were still standing.  We had won.