Legacy of Dragons and Knights

by DARKPHANTOM13


Seeing an Recent Friend.

Third P.O.V.

The sun is just beginning it ascension through the sky. Signaling the start of a new day for the town. Standing just outside of the entrance to this quaint little town is two cloaked figures. Their disguises gives no way to identify who is under the cloaks other than their about the size of kids that just turned teens. One of the figured turns to the other and asks in a feminine tone, "Are you sure this is the place?"

"Yes." The other figure answers in strong feminine tone. The two of them starts to make their way into town. "From what we had learned from the last town at least the two of the boys who took out those bandits left in this town’s direction. Though I'm not sure if the Changeling Mix is here."

"Don't worry about him. It's probably Shadow Nightingale if I'm right. That guy is almost impossible to find."

"Is he an old friend of yours or perhaps a lover?"

"Yes to the first, no to the second. I met him while I was taking care of some business. Basically I and a squad of my mother’s guards were storming a compound where a small gang was selling captured Changelings into slavery and we met up while he was sneaking around."

"So he was trying to free the Changelings as well?"

"That was half the reason why he was there. The other half was to steal the gang’s money. Anyway like any good changeling he's tough to find at times. If Shadow is in this town than he's either robbing some asshole or flirting with some girls."

"Either way I want to meet at least the other two. If they were able to take out those bandits than the least I could do is thank them for doing such as service. And I'm curious to see what kind of people they are if their around our ages."

"And hopefully their cute."

"Do you have to always be thinking about boys?"

"It’s part of my nature and due to my station I got to find a good and strong suitor. Besides what girl our age doesn't think about having a cute boyfriend unless your..."

"NO! I do not like other women like that! I like men just as much as any other girl. I'm just more careful of who I pick than you."

"Whatever you say now let’s spilt up and find those hunks." The figure who said that makes a sudden turn down a different street while the other figure signs at her partner’s antics and continues along her path.

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Spike P.O.V.

It's a nice day out today. It's close to noon, there's a cool breeze without a cloud in the sky as Mist, Zero, Naota, and I are currently in a clearing near town training. We arrived to town late last night and using some of Mist's and my treasure we were able to get a room for the four of us. When we woke up it turns out that Jack had gotten a call this morning about work in town that would take a few days to complete. As soon as we had breakfast Jack and his son left to meet with the client and do some work. Leaving the four of us to do our own thing. So we decided to train and get better acquainted with each other.

First, we had a shooting contest between me, Zero, and Naota with a couple of large rocks in the clearing that Naota had painted bull's eyes on them. And I have no idea where he got the paint from. It turns out that while the yellow electric guitar, a Gibson Flying V, can shoot lighting or electro bolts the red bass guitar, a Gibson EB-0, can shoot fireballs or can be a flamethrower. After a couple of rounds of shooting we soon realize that while Naota and I have more powerful shots and have okay aim when it comes to speed, skill, and accuracy Zero has us beat hands down. Afterward Naota and I ended up having a bit of a fire contest, fire blasts, fire slashes, fire bullets and fireballs galore. While his bass guitar's fire is stronger than regular fire it's not as strong as my dragon fire. Thankfully the clearing is mostly rocks and dirt. I asked him how his guitar works and who made them since I was a bit of a weapons nut. The idea of an everyday object turning out to be a dangerous weapon was an interesting idea. However the guy just shrugs his shoulders and said, "I have no idea." Seeing as that was a dead end I asked where he got them instead. He answered, "A friend of mine pulled the Flying V out my head while I got the EB-0 from my TV robot that I left at home who pulled it out of its screen."

It was then that I decided when I have to deal with anything involving Naota, for the sake of my sanity, to just roll with it.

After I got my brain back in order we decided to do some hand to hand combat sparring. While Zero isn't that strong his arms are insanely fast. It's as if his punches are coming six different places at once. Naota is decent at a fight but I was able to handle him without much trouble. Mist still won against me but I can tell that he had to put more effort into our sparring session than last time. We than decided to have some sword or in Naota's case guitar practice while Zero decided to stay on the side lines since he didn't have any rubber bullets or anything like that on him and it would be too dangerous to use real bullets in a sparring session. Naota was no swordsmen but the guy has some pretty powerful swings for a scrawny looking guy and I still can't even touch Mist. Though I can tell my swordsmanship has gotten better. Then again fighting bandits, ancient undead warriors, and a demon rabbit is a good way to get stronger. Right now Naota is dual wielding his guitars while fighting against Mist with little to no success. Though I'm not focus on them, I am looking at my hand. The memory of that dream is still fresh in my mind. I talked to my friends about and Mist suggested that it was a vision from the past and from the description it was the about my clan's beginnings.

Most of the major clans in the Dracoheart Kingdom are usually a product of a dragon with unique powers giving those powers to a Dragonborn or a group of them for either helping the dragon with something immensely important or earned their up most respect. One example is that the founder of the metal clan challenged a metal skinned dragon to a fight and won. In honor of his victory the dragon gave the Dragonborn and all of his decedents’ metal base powers. Those who are from a clan are instantly considered to be part of the upper class no matter who they. And from what Mist had heard when a Dragonborn from a clan reaches a certain age they will get dream visions like the one I had. One of the things I remember seeing in it was some of the things what I believe to be my ancestors could do. Fireportation, fireclaw gauntlets, flame body, all names I came up, were shown at the end of my dream and who knows what else I could do. Right now I'm trying to see if I can make a fireclaw gauntlet. I first start by covering my forearm and hand with my fire, than I try to concentrate on making the flames stronger and denser. The fire can easy enough and it takes a couple of seconds to get the flames how I want them to be. Now is the tricky part, shaping the flames into a claw gauntlet. I focus on the image in my mind, the fire slowly growing and changing its shape and create a large unstable claw above where my real hand should be. I was able to keep it for a couple of seconds before I couldn't hold it anymore and it dissipated. I am out of breathing just from the mental strain of holding it for that long. While I couldn't quite do that trick it does prove that I can do it, all I need to do is practice.

I turn my attention back to the fight to see that the team's knight has beaten the guitarist. No surprise there. As Mist was helping Naota back on his feet he says, "Think that's enough training for now. How about we go back to town and get some lunch."

We all agree and after a 15 minute walk back to town we order some food from a local burger joint. As the four of us sit around telling funny stories and joking around while we eat I can't help but think about my situation. Close to three weeks ago I was exiled from my home, my friends, and my mother by my former sister and her friends and left to fend for myself. Now I have made new friends, I had fought bandits, undead warriors, and a monster rabbit. I even found some treasure so I will not have to worry about money for a while. I discovered some new powers and been given a clue about my family's history. While I may not have a home yet, but with the money I have and some luck it shouldn't be that hard to find me a place. Not exactly the best start of a journey but my situation has gotten better. My train of thought gets off track as a bunch of mini humanoid rabbits on a runaway shopping cart barrel past us.

Maybe I should have talked Discord out of making those things.

"Hey, I see you two are still alive and kicking." The four of us turn our heads to the owner of the voice. Standing in front of us is Mist and I's good friend, or at least good acquaintance, Shadow carrying a tray of food with two girl Dragonborns hanging on to his arms.

"Hey Shadow, it's good to see you again." I say. "And I see that you have been busy since Mist and I last saw you."

"What can I say, I get around. One minute I'm talking to these lovely ladies and the next we're having lunch together. So who is scarf boy and the winged rock star over here." Shadow says as he points to Zero and Naota.

"Oh yeah, let me introduce everyone. Shadow this is Zero and Naota. Guys this is Shadow Nightingale, Mist and I met him while taking out a group of bandits." Naota and Zero greets the Changeling Mix and he returns the gesture.

But it is short lived by the girl hanging on his left arm. "Shadow can't we go, I'm hungry."

Shadow just grins at the girl and says, "Don't worry my sweet," While he says that two large Dragonborn men appears out of nowhere behind him glaring at him without him noticing. "We'll eat our food and get to know each other a little better in a sec. Well, it's nice seeing you two and it's nice meting you Zero and Naota."

"Likewise though you might want to run dude." I mention while pointing behind him. He turns around and sees the men behind him.

"So you little punk, you want to do what with our daughters?" One of the men says deathly. I would have not believe that Changelings could turn pale if I ain't seeing it happen right in front of me.

Shadow turns his head towards us and quickly says, "Well it's been nice seeing you guys, see ya!" He suddenly runs like Nightmare Moon is on his tail with the two men hot on his heel with the two girls following them to try to convince their fathers not to kill the thief. The four of us laugh at the site and continue our meal. I'm sure that Shadow could escape two angry dads if he could sneak into a bandit's hideout. After about 30 minutes we finish our meals. Naota decides to play his guitar as a street performer to make some money and Zero joins him by getting some empty buckets and uses them as drums. It turns out that his quick draw style made him a pretty good drummer. Mist ends up wondering into a book store while I look around town. I'm looking around the streets when I hear a child's scream in the distance. I break into a run in the direction of the scream. While I make my way through the alleyway to my destination I can't help but think 'never a dull moment is there?'