Warning: This work has been rated 18+ for language, violence, and mature content.
It was the day of Jugo’s funeral and all the remaining dragons and dragoners came along with other natation who wanted to pay their respect. Once his funeral was over and every creature dispersed the only beings left were Segundu, armored dragon, Shevia, and Anartie.
“Well damn, there goes another fine creature.” A voice said from the shadows.
Shevia and the gang turned their head to the shadow reader who emerged from the shadows of an Aesculus.
“Shadow reader!” Segundu barked as he drew his blade. The rest of the crew prepared for battle.
“Wow. Look I didn’t come to fight so you can put away your sharp objects.”
“So why are you here?” Anartie flared his nose.
“Jesus Christ I was asked to come here.” Shadow Reader explained when his eyes landed on Shevia.
He moved passed everyone else so quickly and grabbed Shevia hand.
“Why hello there. I don’t think we ever met.” The Shadow Reader smiled.
“Get your grubby hands off her.” Segundu snapped as he swung his blade. The shadow just ducked the blade and Segundu was able to stop himself but only after he drew blood from one side of Shevia’s neck.
“Oh my god. Are you okay?”
“Wow Segundu you should watch where you swing that thing.’ The shadow Reader teased.
“Why you!” Segundu yelled. He got up with his blade and was about to swing but the Shadow Reader had already moved passed Segundu. One of his fingers began to glow as he touched Shevia neck where she got wounded. She grunted in pain as the blood and wound began to disappear.
“What are you doing to her?’ Segundu screamed as he swung his blade one more time. The Shadow Reader caught the blade with his hand. “Yo, chill out I healed her.”
Anartie got a closer look before speaking. “Yes that seems like what he did.”
“Of course that is what I did. I had to save Shevia; otherwise there would be no reason for me being here.” Shadow Reader said.
“How do you know my name?” Shevia asked.
“Oh because I am psychic.”
“Psychic? What is a psychic?” Shevia asked.
“Oh well it is going to be the raid of all parties once the human realm come into the years of the 2000’s.
“Years of 2000’s? Parties? I do not understand.” Shevia said confusingly.
“Shevia, do not talk to this creature. For all it is is nothing but a great deceiver and don’t mean no good.” Segundu said angrily.
Shadow Reader covered his mouth and shook his head in disbelief. “How can you say that? I was after all your mother’s greatest asset.”
“You was her greatest down fall. She knew she could never trust you and for surely the info you gave her got her killed.” Segundu argued.
“Oh you still talking about that… look in my defense I never knew I was strictly working for the dragons and dragoners. I mean the Spawniks gave me good things for the info I gave them on your mama. I still got some of the profit if you want some of it.”
“Why you!” Segundu enraged as his power level shot through the roof.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Calm down man don’t you want to know about the letter that Shevia is holding.” Shadow Reader quickly spoke.
Letter? What letter?” Shevia asked.
“Um the one you are holding.” Shadow Reader answered.
“I am not holding-” “Un-bald your right hand.” Shadow Reader cut off Shevia.
Shevia looked down and un-bald her hand. That was where she found a bald up piece of paper in her hand.
“But how did-” “Instead of wondering on the how, lets focus on the what. Like what is in the note.”
Shevia turned around and she seen the Shadow Reader was behind her. She looked in amazement. “But he was just right there.” She thought as she looked over to her brother.
His face had utter disbelief on it. “I didn’t even see; no I didn’t even sense him move from in front of me. How did he get behind Shevia so quickly?”
“Well are you going to un-bald up the paper and share with the class?” Shadow Reader laughed.
Shevia eyes shift to her brother who still was in shock. She then shifted her eyes back to the Shadow Reader who gestured to her to open up the note. She swallowed hard before opening up the note.
The Note read as the following:
If you are reading this then my greatest fear came true and it proves that no matter what you do what karma show you is what your future is. Even though I am sad that this has happen to me it does feel me with hope, for karma has shown me another vision of you having a child that can not only save our world but all of the other worlds as well. Before I tell you that story I want you to know how I came to that vision. So the day I left the castle Karma sent me a vision. She showed me if I did not leave not only would I die but the entire kingdom would have went up in smoke, but if I left then only I would die and you would live… your son lives. After that vision I decided it was best I leave. So I left the castle and just as karma predicted, the Mecha Black Dragon was only interested in hunting me. And he chased me all the way to the corner of our world. That is where I ran into ancient graveyard, which I thought I would be sharing with the ones who died there as the Mecha dragon finally caught up to me and deliver a blow that should have killed me. A few days later though I woke up to find myself not dead. After questioning why I wasn’t dead for a couple hours I finally got up and kept east among the tombstones until I ran into a cave. At first I was skeptical about entering about but that’s when I heard a voice call my name from within. So I walked in looking for the voice that called me. It got louder and louder as I got deeper and deeper into the cave, and that’s when I seen it with my own two eyes. The secret cavern. The grave of the creature that should never be reawakened. 5-Tō no hebi ryū, the original dragon, and there at feet of tomb was five stone coffins. Keltic, Celo, Sasuke, Shi, and Kirākitchin; the five known as the original dragoner, also known as the royal five. I could sense the darkness that leaked from there coffins. It kept calling to me and felt myself reach out to touch one but that’s when an arrow shot pass me. I looked up and seen two creatures standing there. They looked like us only without scales, claws and fangs. The female looking specimen began to speak but I couldn’t understand her. That’s when I was attacked by the male version of this species. I kept trying to tell them that I wasn’t an enemy, but the male species just kept attacking. It won’t until I heard him say “Sopikta.”
I quickly said I wasn’t the shadow reader or a member of the shadow lord’s army. In the nick of time too, because the male species blade stopped right at my neck when I said it.
“You can understand me?” I asked them. The Female species nodded her head.
“Well I cannot understand you.” I explained. The Female species looked at the male species as she began to make her way to me. She stretched her arms out to me when the male of here species grabbed her arm and growled. She snatched away and began to fuss in there lounge. The Male species just smacked his lips as he turned his back. She once more reached out to me and grabbed my face. She then kissed me. I finally snatched away from her and asked, “What the hell is wrong with you.
“Aye! You will watch how you speak to Noxi!” The Male species fussed. I looked confused. “I-I can understand you.” I stuttered.
“Yes, because I gave you the gift of our tongue. You see if the female of our species kisses another creature she can give that species the gift of our tongue to understand us.” Noxi explained.
“Oh.” I replied.
“Yeah, so now we can hold you accountable.” The Male Species said as he grabbed me by my throat and drew his blade back.
“Kenõ, calm down.” Noxi calmly asked of the male species.
He growled a couple of times before letting my neck go.
“What is your name?” Noxi asked me.
Noxi paused and just for a moment before Kenõ bust out laughing.
“Maybe it’s destine for us to kill the poor bastard after all.
I stepped back as my back pressed hard against the wall.
“Kenõ, that’s enough.” Noxi fussed. She then turned and looked at me. “And you sure your name is Jugo?”
“Yes, why?” I asked.
“It’s just that Jugo in our language is the name of the Picklti that is chosen to be sacrificed to the 5-Tō no hebi ryū.” Jugo’s eyes widen.
“Now it all makes sense.” Jugo thought as he remembered back to what his mother told him.
“Mommy, mommy!” Young Jugo cried.
“What is my child?” The woman Dragoner asked as she ran to his aide.
“I had the same nightmare again mommy. The evil dragon you told me about killed me again. The 5-Tō no hebi ryū, killed me, and the four other kids that where with me. Why do I keep having this nightmare mommy?” Young Jugo cried.
“Jugo baby you need to know something.” The woman Dragoner said.
“What is it mommy?” Young Jugo asked with curiously.
“Your name baby. Do you know what it means?”
“No mommy. I just know you said it was my daddy’s name.”
“That’s right baby I did. You see your father wasn’t a dragoner like we are. No your father was a different type of creature known as Pickltie, and the Picklties use to worship the 5-Tō no hebi ryū. Well the 5-Tō no hebi ryū was defeated a 100 years before your father’s death, but because of his people and their inheritance he had to carry on the name Jugo. The Jugos, where a group of Picklties who was selected to be sacrifice to the 5-Tō no hebi ryū, but without it being around the Jugos lost their way in this world and had nothing to live for. So your father packed his bags and traveled a great distance trying to find a new meaning for his life. That is when he ran into me and we fell madly in love. Your father had strength beyond imaged and he quickly rose through the dragoners rank to a top general spot. He and I were sent on a secret covert mission to try to cripple the Spawniks army, and that is when the tragedy happened. I was supposed to die that night but instead your father did, and I held him as he smiled with blood running out of his mouth. I still remember what he said to this day on his death bed.
“Your people, the dragoners say that there is a being who gives of knowledge right? She has the ability to let us see into the future.”
“Good, I see our son and he will be strong, and he will sacrifice his life just as I did. Only difference is instead of saving one life his Scarface will save millions of lives. Please do me this one honor my love, name our son Jugo.” That is when Jugo died.
“But mommy, I don’t wanna die. I want to live forever.”
“Oh Jugo, no being live forever. The truth of the matter is that no being knows when or how they will die. But there is one thing that we can control, and this is what our life meant before we died. What did we do to change the world we live in? Jugo baby embrace your future. It may seem dark and gloomy, but I know one thing for certain, if you stop running from what Karma have instore for you and just except it, you can accomplish anything.” The woman dragoner then kissed young Jugo on his forehead and left out of his room.
I then snapped out of his thoughts looked at the tombs one last time before heading out.
“Jugo wait!” Noxi yelled anxiously.
I stopped in his tracks.
“Where are you going?” She asked.
“I am going stop the Shadow lord; even if it costs me my life.” I responded. Kenõ laughed aloud as he wiped a tear from his eye. He looked up at Jugo who had a dead serious look on his face.
“You are serious?” Kenõ asked.
I turned and once more was leaving from the tombs.
“You don’t have the power to beat the shadow lord. You cannot even beat me!” Kenõ screamed.
Jugo stopped. He drew his blade and in a blink was in front of Kenõ with his blade pressed against his neck.
Kenõ just closed his eyes once more. “You think your level of speed is good enough to beat the shadow lord?” Before Jugo could respond Kenõ was behind. Jugo eyes widen in amazement.
“But how? I didn’t even blink.”
“I have an idea. Kenõ, why don’t we train Jugo?” Noxi suggested.
Kenõ burst out with laughter. “This dragoner wouldn’t last a day doing our training.”
That’s when I knew that the level I was at was nothing to where I needed to be if I wanted to stop the shadow lord. So I did the hardest thing for any dragoner to do. I sat my pride aside and got down on my knees a graveled at the feet of another creature. Once Noxi saw me on my hands and knees, she knew that I was the one, and so did Kenõ. They trained me hard and relentlessly as I fought my way pass my limits. Soon I surpass even them, and that is when I thought I was ready. I left the place which Picklties lived, to go on to find the shadow lord, but before I could do that I knew that I had to do the second hardest thing for a dragoner to do. That is to kill his dragon. I went on for days looking for the Mecha black dragon. There was no trace for me to pick up for him anywhere. The only time I know that he passed a certain area is when I come to that area, and it’s all scorched up and the native creatures of that land tell a very horrible story of a winged creature coming to their home and destroying it. This patterned kept repeating itself until I ran into the Shadow Reader. I struck a deal with him stating Jugo, will lead a band of 6 kids to stop the shadow lord. He shook my hand and then asked me why did I refer to myself in third person, and for the longest time I never knew. But the night before I my arrival to the castle you and Segundu built is when I had that vision of your son again, and he was fighting the shadow lord and was about to die when 6 kids with horns came and saved him. I believe that it’s not me who should lead the kids but it’s your son. So sis, do me the honor, my father the honor, please name your son after us and let him lead his group of kids with horns to save not just our stars, our universe but many more. Thank you
Shevia took a deep breath before folding up the paper.
“Well that note explains a lot, but there are still so many holes to be filled.” Segundu said as he rubbed his chin.”
“Yeah, like how that slick son of a bitch, used karma to trick me… If I would have known that he was planning on another Jugo being born I really wouldn’t have token that deal.” Shadow reader breathed aggravatingly.
Shevia just looked at the paper for a while until she seen a name. That’s when the paper shot up in flames and burned Shevia hand. Shevia dropped the flame and shook her hand reputedly.
“Master Shevia are you alright?” Anartie asked.
“Yes, I will be fine.” She said as she spit on her hand. She stared at it until the spit transformed into a huge puddle that surrounded her hand.
“Do we know any creature with the name, Mamoru Takahashi?” The shadow reader looked up.
“No I have never met such a creature why?” Shadow reader without hesitation grabbed Shevia arm with tremendous strength.
“Hey ouch you are hurting me.” Shevia cried.