Kumii
Hydro Dragon
Act I: Blue Skies and a Battle
Chapter I: And So It Begins...Year 2022, March 25th. 685 years in the future...Two silhouettes can be seen duking it out in an empty field. Their clashes producing visible lights that momentarily light them up, one of them wields a rapier and wears red clothing and is followed by a robotic looking thing. Another flash reveals their opponent has long, blue hair that fall around a pair of backwards facing horns protruding from their head. Their features looked dragon-like, claws on their hands and feet.
They do one final clash before both of them fall to the ground, seemingly dead.
Year 1337, March 25th. The present time...(Events from here on happen before the above scene.)
The bustling city of Ironshire was busy as always, it was around noon on March 25th. There were decorations lining the streets and market stalls, the decorations seemed to resemble that of a city. As it turned out, today was the 150th anniversary of the founding of Ironshire, the celebration would go on for a week, ending on March 31st. During this time, all purchases at market stalls had their purchase tax temporarily waived, meaning the markets were busier then usual, but this proved to benefit both the city and the owners as it would significantly increase sales and income and also mean the city would get more imports.
The surrounding towns benefited off this as Ironshire would end up purchasing imports from them, increasing their wealth for the next week.
(Welcome to the prequel!)
SharkBark AlphaBlueWolf
Chapter I: And So It Begins...Year 2022, March 25th. 685 years in the future...Two silhouettes can be seen duking it out in an empty field. Their clashes producing visible lights that momentarily light them up, one of them wields a rapier and wears red clothing and is followed by a robotic looking thing. Another flash reveals their opponent has long, blue hair that fall around a pair of backwards facing horns protruding from their head. Their features looked dragon-like, claws on their hands and feet.
They do one final clash before both of them fall to the ground, seemingly dead.
Year 1337, March 25th. The present time...(Events from here on happen before the above scene.)
The bustling city of Ironshire was busy as always, it was around noon on March 25th. There were decorations lining the streets and market stalls, the decorations seemed to resemble that of a city. As it turned out, today was the 150th anniversary of the founding of Ironshire, the celebration would go on for a week, ending on March 31st. During this time, all purchases at market stalls had their purchase tax temporarily waived, meaning the markets were busier then usual, but this proved to benefit both the city and the owners as it would significantly increase sales and income and also mean the city would get more imports.
The surrounding towns benefited off this as Ironshire would end up purchasing imports from them, increasing their wealth for the next week.
(Welcome to the prequel!)
SharkBark AlphaBlueWolf
Mika and SkylaLocation: Forest just outside of Ironshire
Mentions: None
Mika leaned against a tree, intently watching Skyla, who seemed to be practicing to try and learn a new Magic Type. Skyla raised her sword to the air and started to gather Light energy into the blade, she groaned as she struggled to keep it contained and it eventually expelled from her blade and she fell to her knees, breathing heavily, "Damnit!" Mika sighed and walked towards Skyla and offered his hand to her, giving her a slight smile.
Skyla looked up at him and took it, getting pulled up by Mika, "I don't get what the problem is, Mika." Mika looked at Skyla, "I don't think it has anything to do with you, Skyla." He said in a low, calm tone.
Skyla picked up her sword and put it on her back, "You think?" Mika nodded, "Yeah, Learning a new type can take a long time." Skyla sighed heavily, "Yeah, I guess. I'm just kinda jealous that you know four types and I only know one, Mika." Mika tilted his head slightly, "I've been working on my techniques since I was 5, you've only just recently got your powers, it'll take time, Skyla. Don't worry." He said with a small smile. Skyla blushed a bit and looked away.
Mentions: None
Mika leaned against a tree, intently watching Skyla, who seemed to be practicing to try and learn a new Magic Type. Skyla raised her sword to the air and started to gather Light energy into the blade, she groaned as she struggled to keep it contained and it eventually expelled from her blade and she fell to her knees, breathing heavily, "Damnit!" Mika sighed and walked towards Skyla and offered his hand to her, giving her a slight smile.
Skyla looked up at him and took it, getting pulled up by Mika, "I don't get what the problem is, Mika." Mika looked at Skyla, "I don't think it has anything to do with you, Skyla." He said in a low, calm tone.
Skyla picked up her sword and put it on her back, "You think?" Mika nodded, "Yeah, Learning a new type can take a long time." Skyla sighed heavily, "Yeah, I guess. I'm just kinda jealous that you know four types and I only know one, Mika." Mika tilted his head slightly, "I've been working on my techniques since I was 5, you've only just recently got your powers, it'll take time, Skyla. Don't worry." He said with a small smile. Skyla blushed a bit and looked away.
NiaLocation: Ironshire Training Yard
Mentions: None
Nia could be seen in the training yard, practicing her techniques on the training dummies there. She grunted with each punch and kick, when she was finished, she began walking home. As she was walking home, she was approached by a group of men, they looked like bad news. There were three of them and only one Nia, she looked at all three of them, "Can I help you guys?" She had a kind of lower vocal tone then most girls would have but it was still a higher pitch then a mans would be, "For a boy, you're quite cute." Nia scowled at this comment, "Are you sure you're a boy?" Nia growled softly but composed herself and gave them a fake smile, "I never said I was a boy, I am in fact a female." One of the men grinned deviously.
"Oh?" The man towered over Nia, "Then where are your boobs?" This angered Nia but she tried to hold back, "Now now that's something you don't ask a woman." Her toned reflected her annoyance and anger but the men persisted. Instead of talking further, they attempted to grab Nia by the arm but she rammed her knee into the man's junk and made him fall over in agony. This caused the other two to start to attack her.
She swiftly dodged one of their punches, countering by spinning and kicking him in the back. When the last man swung at her, she ducked then form palmed his stomach, sending him upwards a few feet. She stood over them, her expression was furious, "Morons." She huffed and walked off, leaving the three unconscious men lying on the ground.
Mentions: None
Nia could be seen in the training yard, practicing her techniques on the training dummies there. She grunted with each punch and kick, when she was finished, she began walking home. As she was walking home, she was approached by a group of men, they looked like bad news. There were three of them and only one Nia, she looked at all three of them, "Can I help you guys?" She had a kind of lower vocal tone then most girls would have but it was still a higher pitch then a mans would be, "For a boy, you're quite cute." Nia scowled at this comment, "Are you sure you're a boy?" Nia growled softly but composed herself and gave them a fake smile, "I never said I was a boy, I am in fact a female." One of the men grinned deviously.
"Oh?" The man towered over Nia, "Then where are your boobs?" This angered Nia but she tried to hold back, "Now now that's something you don't ask a woman." Her toned reflected her annoyance and anger but the men persisted. Instead of talking further, they attempted to grab Nia by the arm but she rammed her knee into the man's junk and made him fall over in agony. This caused the other two to start to attack her.
She swiftly dodged one of their punches, countering by spinning and kicking him in the back. When the last man swung at her, she ducked then form palmed his stomach, sending him upwards a few feet. She stood over them, her expression was furious, "Morons." She huffed and walked off, leaving the three unconscious men lying on the ground.
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