The Legend of Dragoon

He saw Nikki and lay down next to her. "Hi." he said.

 

" Oh hey." She said looking over at him.

 

"What're you doing?" he asked.

 

" Nothin much, just looking at the sky." She said.

 

He looked up and could barely see out of his helmet. Without thinking, he took off his helmet and put it aside.

 

" I've never seen you without your helmet." She said looking over at him.

 

Michael left the village to explore his Dragoon powers more in depth.

He transformed and flwe to the forest, stopping just outside.

As he swung his mace in a wide arc, a wave of wind crushed the trees in front of him.

He kept practicing his control of wind, firing balls of wind from his wings, calling forth a rose storm when the occasional tree fell towards him, and making a small tornado.

After a while, he grew tired, and unable to hold the transformation, he reverted.

"Whew, I'm beat. Guess I'll head back to the inn for some ales before I turn in for the night."

 

He gasped, he forgot she was here! He tried to get his helmet back on, but ended up rolling down a hill.

 

" I think you look good without your helmet." She said to him.

 

He blushed and said "Thanks. No one's ever said that to me before."

 

She gave a quick chuckle and stared at the sky again.

 

He looked up and said "It's so beautiful."

 

" Do you want to see something even more beautifull?" She changed into her Dragoon and sent out a beem of light into the sky. The beam disapeared and in the sky were beautifull colors, just like the celestrial lights.

 

"Wow!" was all he could say.

 

*the divine dragoon spirit is now making the box shake violently*
*it wants to choose another person*

 

He felt the box shaking and patted it saying "Sorry, but you won't be leaving the box anytime soon."

 

Michael staggered back to his room.

"Ugh, think I had one too many ales."

For a few minutes, he had trouble with the key, but finally success, the lock opened and he opened the door.

Michael flopped down on the bed and passed out.

Michael staggered back to his room.

"Ugh, think I had one too many ales."

For a few minutes, he had trouble with the key, but finally success, the lock opened and he opened the door.

Michael flopped down on the bed and passed out.

Off topic:
Doing a little editing are you, gamefreak?
That's OK, the story makes a little more sense now.:)
Felt like going back and changing some of the stuff I wrote, because I felt I was trying to make the story go too fast.

 

Off Topic:

I haven't changed the story yet.......

 

Off topic:
What happened to the red eye dragoon? He signed up, but has been MIA Ever since. We still need the dark dragoon too.

Off topic:
What happened to the red eye dragoon? He signed up, but has been MIA Ever since. We still need the dark dragoon too.

Just saying between Cliff and Sophia when Cliff had his helmet off, it sounds better now without my character there.

 

Aldon:
What?!
Where did I put that dragoon spirit?!

*starts searching his pockets frantically for the divine dragoon spirit*