GodStruct: "Who is this creature/humanoid that you're looking for and why
are they so important? I must find the bringer
of the void... and continue my studies all life here... if it is here, I
must stay behind and find out what it is."
*an explosion is hear in the distance*
"Look on the horizon... ! I must investigate to see if the fleet has found
the creature I seek. Perhaps afterwards we can see this Aizawa you speak
of?"
*he begins to prepare for takeoff towards the explosions on the water*
Aryll rolls backwards as a large siren blares from within the massive metal
structure.
Aryll: "What the... What's happening?!"
Smoke proceeds to billow forth from the cracks in the metal as sparks of energy
begin to illuminate the darkness within. As the brightness continues to grow,
the ground begins to quake as several small explosions begin to rock the area.
Staggering to her feet, she watches the structure in shock and panic, her legs
frozen as the blasts increase in intensity.
A large object bursts from the metal in her direction. Before she can react, it
collides with her, scooping her up into the air as her ears go deaf from the
gargantuan blast blinding the forest behind her. In spite of the intense heat
billowing forth, the skin of the object feels rather cool against her skin as
they hit the ground in a sudden landing. Gazing upward, Aryll watches in awe the
silhouette of her savior: a towering soldier in a full body armor of shiny
stuff. As she lowers herself to the ground, she steps back a few paces, her eyes
gazing past towards the column of fire behind.
A deafening shriek fills the air as a massive creature emerges from the fire, a
dragon of steel with transparent wings and a needle-thin tail. Responding
immediately, the soldier turns around, raising its arm to fire several
concussive blasts which severs the creature's tentacle claws. The dragon howls
in pain before spreading its wings, taking off into the horizon at an
insurmountable speed. Lowering its weapon, the soldier begins to move in pursuit
of the dragon.
Aryll: "#%@^!"
Stopping momentarily, it turns around towards the small child behind, pleading
in an unknown language.
Aryll: "#$% &$#... ...#$% &$# *$@& *(@?"
The attempt to understand her woes becomes clearer as a message flashes across
the visor display.
>Additional software installation successful.
>Translator systems online.
Aryll: "....with you? Please, I want to follow. I promise that I won't get
in the way..."
Turning around towards the direction of the dragon, the soldier raises its arm
upward, indicating for her to climb onto its shoulder. With a surprise leap, the
solder feels the girl upon its left shoulder. In a sudden leap, the two race
through the brush of the woods, in pursuit of the steel dragon.
*Weather Institute - 60 Km from the Continent's western shoreline.*
A large facility hovering atop a bluff overlooking the vast sea. It's purpose:
to monitor the weather activities across the many nations of the world. An
independent unit whose actions assist those of all nations across the span of
the land, it utilizes the latest technological advances to further its research
of weather patters all around the globe.
Within the heart of the facility, an enormous monitor displays a map of the
known nations, and the various conditions throughout, while down below numerous
workers attempt to feverishly track and report any possible changes.
From behind, a tall man in a black suit approaches.
Operator: "Unusual activity detected in the southern desert..."
Director: "What about? That whole area is known for being pretty
bizarre..."
Operator: "Take a look at this..."
Typing into the keyboard, a section of the map zooms in towards a section in the
south; a region overloaded with wavy swishes except for a region in the form of
a perfect circle.
Operator: "The desert is known for possessing winds so strong, it makes
passage damn near impossible, but isn't it odd for a clear region like this to
appear so suddenly?"
Director: "I have to agree, but then again the weather has been weird all
over. Droughts in Myvern, downpours in Graful, High humidity in Dyssad, Raging
winds in the northwest... ...I swear..."
Operator: "It's as if the Great Beasts have returned."
Director: *sternly* "Don't spout such nonsense! We're all scientists here.
Our only interests are in facts and what we can prove with them."
The enlarged section scrolls back, showing the whole of the map and the unusual
weather conditions plaguing the land.
==================================
The armies of Myvern reach the site of the deposed village, a massive orb of
blackness spanning the length of the vicinity.
Soldier: "Good God..."
Sir Rhys: "......."
Another voice: "What could have caused such a calamity?"
In silence, Sir Rhys surveys the area through the rims of his horned helmet. In
the distance he spies a familiar emblem blowing in the distance.
Sir Rhys: "At arms, gentlemen! The Grafulean Army is in the area! Approach
from the around the sphere, and show them no mercy!"
Chizuru: I know!
Cybuster: ...
Chizuru: If I can unleash the Cyflash again... maybe I'll be able to prevent the
prana streams to take form... ((Chizuru starts channeling her prana while she
seems to be meditating, the Sephiras spin around her with incredible speed in
order to protect her from the attacks)) Cyflash! ((Chizuru emanates the
channeled prana in the form of a spherical attack that seems to react with the
prana streams, and also makes her opponents dissapear))
From high in the skies, the steel dragon soars with translucent bat wings,
gliding through the air as it surveys the surrounding landscape. The horizon is
dotted by the occasional black sphere of unknown origin, while the sounds of
battle rush about near one of the orbs, two sides clamoring and clashing
endlessly with swords and spears, debating and waring for some unknown foolish
purpose, with one horned individual in particular seemingly intent on having a
body count.
With a heavy beat of its wings, the dragon turns towards the distant mountains
in the south.
Several figures appear on the surface below. It's teeth glistening in delight,
the steel dragon swerves in the sky, gliding across the group below with
tremendous speed. It's wings folding, it lands on the ground a short distance
away, talons twitching as it gazes towards its prey with malicious intent.
*Godstruct morphs into his true form* ((check my bio pic on page 1 if you want
to refresh your memory)) *and begins a low growl... almost like a cat, only MUCH
louder and more threatening... like a rumble*
Godstruct: "No. This isn't a friend, I can tell by its aura... if anything,
it read your memories and its playing with your easy sense of trust and your
current fragile state..."
Zinfandel: I had a dragon back then by the name of Firdyairnai and Firdyairnai
protected me. So who do you think sent this one Aizawa the Bringer of the Void?
(hmmm... ...sensing a bit of confusion going on about here...)
The steel dragon glistens under the sun, it's teeth bared for combat as the
monster readies to lunge, rearing its body back in anticipation for the attack.
Without warning, several shots launch forth from the foliage to the side, as a
figure clad in cobalt armor launches several blasts of energy at the beast's
head. Landing on its knees, the insectoid soldier readies its aim as the steel
dragon roars ferociously towards its pursuer.
"I don't know who sent it, but if we don't figure out who that armored
figure is and where it came from... we'll never know! I'm taking the dragon...
you and Angel get the insectoid in armor and find out where its
from!"
*GodStruct slams his tail sideways to the ground, throwing up a huge spray of
rocks and dirt at the insectoid in its vulnerable position... ruining its line
of sight and barely pelting the silver dragon - enough to possibly distract it.
GodStruct then (as a true, proud dragon would) haughtily shakes is blue mane,
flaps his wings, and makes a threatening, but almost laughing growling sound at
the silver dragon to get its attention by insulting it.*
Zinfandel: Godstruct, I want to go with you don't leave me behind I don't barely
even know Angel don't leave me. Zinfandel is screaming her lungs and she
collapsed.
Zinfandel: Oh no he changed directions and went to Dyssad.
"Perhaps we should head that way." Angel states, facing in the direction Dyssad is located.
GodStruct: "Who is this creature/humanoid that you're looking for and why are they so important? I must find the bringer of the void... and continue my studies all life here... if it is here, I must stay behind and find out what it is."
*an explosion is hear in the distance*
"Look on the horizon... ! I must investigate to see if the fleet has found the creature I seek. Perhaps afterwards we can see this Aizawa you speak of?"
*he begins to prepare for takeoff towards the explosions on the water*
Zinfandel: Aizawa is the bringer of the void he always have been I never realized he was until he said, I am the Bringer of the Void.
*Dyssad, Wrecked Ship Exterior*
Aryll rolls backwards as a large siren blares from within the massive metal structure.
Aryll: "What the... What's happening?!"
Smoke proceeds to billow forth from the cracks in the metal as sparks of energy begin to illuminate the darkness within. As the brightness continues to grow, the ground begins to quake as several small explosions begin to rock the area. Staggering to her feet, she watches the structure in shock and panic, her legs frozen as the blasts increase in intensity.
A large object bursts from the metal in her direction. Before she can react, it collides with her, scooping her up into the air as her ears go deaf from the gargantuan blast blinding the forest behind her. In spite of the intense heat billowing forth, the skin of the object feels rather cool against her skin as they hit the ground in a sudden landing. Gazing upward, Aryll watches in awe the silhouette of her savior: a towering soldier in a full body armor of shiny stuff. As she lowers herself to the ground, she steps back a few paces, her eyes gazing past towards the column of fire behind.
A deafening shriek fills the air as a massive creature emerges from the fire, a dragon of steel with transparent wings and a needle-thin tail. Responding immediately, the soldier turns around, raising its arm to fire several concussive blasts which severs the creature's tentacle claws. The dragon howls in pain before spreading its wings, taking off into the horizon at an insurmountable speed. Lowering its weapon, the soldier begins to move in pursuit of the dragon.
Aryll: "#%@^!"
Stopping momentarily, it turns around towards the small child behind, pleading in an unknown language.
Aryll: "#$% &$#... ...#$% &$# *$@& *(@?"
The attempt to understand her woes becomes clearer as a message flashes across the visor display.
>Additional software installation successful.
>Translator systems online.
Aryll: "....with you? Please, I want to follow. I promise that I won't get in the way..."
Turning around towards the direction of the dragon, the soldier raises its arm upward, indicating for her to climb onto its shoulder. With a surprise leap, the solder feels the girl upon its left shoulder. In a sudden leap, the two race through the brush of the woods, in pursuit of the steel dragon.
Chizuru: Looks like this will take long...
Cybuster: It depends...
Chizuru: On what?
Cybuster: You have to discover that yourself
Zinfandel: Dryssad is in trouble.
GodStruct: *sighs* "Lets go then."
Zinfandel: Dyssad is around here somewhere I haven't been out Erom since the experiments.
*Weather Institute - 60 Km from the Continent's western shoreline.*
A large facility hovering atop a bluff overlooking the vast sea. It's purpose: to monitor the weather activities across the many nations of the world. An independent unit whose actions assist those of all nations across the span of the land, it utilizes the latest technological advances to further its research of weather patters all around the globe.
Within the heart of the facility, an enormous monitor displays a map of the known nations, and the various conditions throughout, while down below numerous workers attempt to feverishly track and report any possible changes.
Operator: "Director! I'm getting something strange..."
From behind, a tall man in a black suit approaches.
Operator: "Unusual activity detected in the southern desert..."
Director: "What about? That whole area is known for being pretty bizarre..."
Operator: "Take a look at this..."
Typing into the keyboard, a section of the map zooms in towards a section in the south; a region overloaded with wavy swishes except for a region in the form of a perfect circle.
Operator: "The desert is known for possessing winds so strong, it makes passage damn near impossible, but isn't it odd for a clear region like this to appear so suddenly?"
Director: "I have to agree, but then again the weather has been weird all over. Droughts in Myvern, downpours in Graful, High humidity in Dyssad, Raging winds in the northwest... ...I swear..."
Operator: "It's as if the Great Beasts have returned."
Director: *sternly* "Don't spout such nonsense! We're all scientists here. Our only interests are in facts and what we can prove with them."
The enlarged section scrolls back, showing the whole of the map and the unusual weather conditions plaguing the land.
==================================
The armies of Myvern reach the site of the deposed village, a massive orb of blackness spanning the length of the vicinity.
Soldier: "Good God..."
Sir Rhys: "......."
Another voice: "What could have caused such a calamity?"
In silence, Sir Rhys surveys the area through the rims of his horned helmet. In the distance he spies a familiar emblem blowing in the distance.
Sir Rhys: "At arms, gentlemen! The Grafulean Army is in the area! Approach from the around the sphere, and show them no mercy!"
Zinfandel: Let's do this Godstruct and Angel.
Chizuru: I know!
Cybuster: ...
Chizuru: If I can unleash the Cyflash again... maybe I'll be able to prevent the prana streams to take form... ((Chizuru starts channeling her prana while she seems to be meditating, the Sephiras spin around her with incredible speed in order to protect her from the attacks)) Cyflash! ((Chizuru emanates the channeled prana in the form of a spherical attack that seems to react with the prana streams, and also makes her opponents dissapear))
Zinfandel takes off her gloves and felt the ground and scream.
Zinfandel: Please Godstruct and Angel don't touch me just don't touch me.
From high in the skies, the steel dragon soars with translucent bat wings, gliding through the air as it surveys the surrounding landscape. The horizon is dotted by the occasional black sphere of unknown origin, while the sounds of battle rush about near one of the orbs, two sides clamoring and clashing endlessly with swords and spears, debating and waring for some unknown foolish purpose, with one horned individual in particular seemingly intent on having a body count.
With a heavy beat of its wings, the dragon turns towards the distant mountains in the south.
Zinfandel is keeping her distance from her two friends.
Angel noticed how far Zinfandel was straying away from Godstruct and herself. She turned to her, a slightly worried exspresson on her face.
"Is something wrong?"
Before Zinfandel can answer the sound of wings gliding catches her attention. Angel glances up, taking barley a glimpse of the creature.
"What was that?"
Several figures appear on the surface below. It's teeth glistening in delight, the steel dragon swerves in the sky, gliding across the group below with tremendous speed. It's wings folding, it lands on the ground a short distance away, talons twitching as it gazes towards its prey with malicious intent.
Zinfandel doesn't even want to talk to anyone, but recognize the creature.
Zinfandel: It can't be it's a steel dragon my parents raised most of them and given me Firdyairnai. He should still be around.
Zinfandel looked to the sky and starting snapping her fingers.
Zinfandel: Firdyairnai come to me now.
Firdyairnai heard Zinfandel and came to her side once again.
Firdyairnai: Hey Zinny what's up you must be awfully worried about Aizawa if you had to call upon me from your childhood house.
Zinfandel nodded and smiled and Firdyairnai got down to let her on.
Zinfandel: Come on Angel and Godstruct get on Firdyairnai can take us to where we want to go in a flash besides I am a Winged people member.
*Godstruct morphs into his true form* ((check my bio pic on page 1 if you want to refresh your memory)) *and begins a low growl... almost like a cat, only MUCH louder and more threatening... like a rumble*
Godstruct: "No. This isn't a friend, I can tell by its aura... if anything, it read your memories and its playing with your easy sense of trust and your current fragile state..."
Zinfandel: I had a dragon back then by the name of Firdyairnai and Firdyairnai protected me. So who do you think sent this one Aizawa the Bringer of the Void?
(hmmm... ...sensing a bit of confusion going on about here...)
The steel dragon glistens under the sun, it's teeth bared for combat as the monster readies to lunge, rearing its body back in anticipation for the attack. Without warning, several shots launch forth from the foliage to the side, as a figure clad in cobalt armor launches several blasts of energy at the beast's head. Landing on its knees, the insectoid soldier readies its aim as the steel dragon roars ferociously towards its pursuer.
"I don't know who sent it, but if we don't figure out who that armored figure is and where it came from... we'll never know! I'm taking the dragon... you and Angel get the insectoid in armor and find out where its from!"
*GodStruct slams his tail sideways to the ground, throwing up a huge spray of rocks and dirt at the insectoid in its vulnerable position... ruining its line of sight and barely pelting the silver dragon - enough to possibly distract it. GodStruct then (as a true, proud dragon would) haughtily shakes is blue mane, flaps his wings, and makes a threatening, but almost laughing growling sound at the silver dragon to get its attention by insulting it.*
((I'm confused...Are there two dragons, or one dragons. And there's a insect in armor fighting the dragon?))
Zinfandel: Godstruct, I want to go with you don't leave me behind I don't barely even know Angel don't leave me. Zinfandel is screaming her lungs and she collapsed.