“Hey man, can you quit with that?” asked Lance, Kokoru’s off-beat song was beginning to drive him slightly crazy.
“Quit what man?” Kokoru replied, he knew what he was doing, but annoying him just made everything better. He replied to Lance’s question with a shimmering smile.
“You know what man,” Lance roared, “the whistling, quit it.” He stuck his fingers in his ears to try to drown out the devious melody.
“Yea, yea whatever…” Kokoru said, it seemed as though something had troubled him for a quick second, he stopped walking and looked around. “Did you hear that?” He looked all around his self, a complete 360 degree angle.
“Hear what?” Lance said, following what Kokoru had done, looking completely around his self. “Come on man, don’t freak me out like that, what are you talking about?”
“Shut your trap, something’s coming towards us.” Kokoru said, he slowly reached into his backpack and slipped his arms on. Lance tried to do the same, but immediately something jumped from above and started to attack him.
“Gah!! Get this thing off of me!!” Lance yelled, he quickly grabbed Kokoru’s attention. As Kokoru started to run towards him, another figure leapt from above and attacked him. The figure faced Kokoru in a way, so that he couldn’t see his face, the sun had been over shadowing it and Kokoru couldn’t get a clear look. “Any time you feel like helping Kokoru!” Lance yelled.
“Hey! I got my own problems here, take care of yourself!” Kokoru said, making sure to keep eye level with this figure, “Who are you?”
“Does it matter?” replied the figure.
“Yes, it does, were on a mission.” Said Kokoru.
“Well, beat me and my squad, and you’ll get what you want.” Said the figure, it snapped its finger and what seemed like a horde of dragons flew down and landed next to it. The figure stepped forward and revealed itself. It was a man, with dark brown hair, green eyes, and a physique of a normal man. He had on light tan hand wraps, and brown jeans with tears in them. He was covered in tattoos from stomach to neck, they were tribal styled.
“Your, a…dragoon, aren’t you?” asked Kokoru. In the distance you could hear Lance struggling to still get the beast that was on him, off. The grunting became more and fiercer after a while.
“Clever, and yes I am.” Replied the figure, he turned around to the mob that accompanied him and started speaking in some weird tongue that not even Kokoru could translate. Once he finished and turned his attention back to Kokoru, the dragoon dropped to the ground, waving his hips and swinging his arms.
In his head all Kokoru could think of was, what the hell is this guy doing? He started to charge Kokoru, but in an awkward way, he started to do back flips and cart wheels. This fighting style was completely new to Kokoru so the only thing he could do was block, once the dragoon got in close enough to attack, he did. He jumped up, and came diving down with a heel kick, Kokoru replied with a upper block, crossing his arms in the ex position.
Meanwhile, Lance was still struggling trying to get the monster off of him. Finally, he kicked it off of him, it quickly recovered and started to charge Lance, he didn’t have enough time to get on his arms so, he charged back. He slide tackled it, and followed through, getting up he grabbed its leg and swung it down. The monster retaliated by grunting and howling. It bit Lances arm as he grabbed its leg. Eventually it got free and ran back, squaring off with him.
Back with Kokoru, when the dragoon came down with its attack, it was more powerful than he had expected, it left a dint in Kokoru’s arms. “Screw this,” Kokoru said, jumping back, letting the dragoon fall down with its attack. He floor kicked the dragoon, trying to knock it off balance, it was successful for a second, and then it recovered and hit Kokoru in the stomach with his arm. “Gah, tricky…”
“You’re going to have to be smoother with your attacks if you expect to beat me.” The dragoon said, leaping around. He met Kokoru and started to punch furiously into his stomach, that caught Lance off guard, for a while he took the blows until he flexed his stomach muscles and grabbed the dragoon’s left arm. He started to let out a flurry of attacks when he got the chance. One, after another the attacks left a mark in the dragoon’s abdomen.
“See whose better now, punk.” Said Kokoru, a few moments later, the dragoon grabbed both of Kokoru’s arms, blood now dripping from his lips. He started kicking him in the shins, hoping to drop him to his knees. Seeing as how Kokoru couldn’t do anything but block and kick as well, that’s just what he did. They were at a standstill. They panted together, in sync.
“Had enough? Human!” He screamed.
“God, why is it that every race in this world, considers me as a human? I’m Herium!” replied Kokoru, “And the answers no, you twit.”
“Herium aye? I haven’t killed one of your kinds in a while,” the dragoon said, with a mysterious smirk on his face. Back to Lance, he and the beast were still facing off, Lance made the first move, charging, and the beast copied. Once Lance was in attack range with his legs, he made the move by kicking, straight and narrow. His foot got stuck in the beasts’ mouth.
“Dang, this complicates things.” Lance said, hopping on one foot, he jumped as far as he could go, well as far as someone could go on one foot, and came down on the beasts head with his other foot. It let go, and charged Lance, it opened its mouth really wide, Lance thought quickly and jabbed upwards, smashing his arm into the beats under mouth. His fist busted through the beasts’ bottom jaw and into its mouth, its muscles went from being tense and intact to loose and dangly.
Kokoru, still in the stand still with the dragoon, wanted to end this quickly. The journey had just started and they had already encountered a foe. He stomped on the dragoon’s foot, stunning him for a brief moment. He let go of Kokoru, for a second, and for that quick second, Kokoru backed up, and leapt forward, socking the dragoon right smack dab in the cheek. It seemed as though the dragoon wasn’t going to get up anytime soon. He walked over to the dragoon, knelt down and said, “So, you going to tell me who you are?”
The dragoon coughed, and spat up blood, some of it got onto Kokoru’s head, and he whipped it off with his hand and onto the dragoons’ chest. “Yea, I’ll tell you.” a few moments later, Kokoru discovered that his name was Jerome Jackson; he was part of the Drako Sector Army.
“So if your apart of this army, then you know where I can find him right?” Kokoru asked.
“If by him, you mean Draki, then yea.” Replied Jerome.
“Where?” pleaded Kokoru, it seemed as though he wanted to desperately know where his friend was.
“I could tell you, but then,” Jerome said, lifting his self up, knee first then using his arms afterwards,” that’d spoil the surprise he’s got in store for yea.”
“What do you mean “surprise”?” asked Kokoru.
“Oh, he knows your coming, he just wants to make it a special occasion, but as for now, I’ve got to go report to him.” Said Jerome, you could hear bones crackling, and just then, two dark brown wings sprouted from his back.
“Wait, can’t you give me a hint?” said Kokoru.
“Yea, totally, stay alive.” Jerome said, laughing and flying off with his squad. Those words stuck in Kokoru’s head, Stay Alive.
“Why would Draki say something like that? Maybe he’s up to something…” Kokoru muttered those words, with a bit of grief and sorrow seeming to melt into them.
“Hey, don’t get all girly on me you idiot.” Lance said, putting his arm on Kokoru’s shoulder, “Sides, we got more stuff we need to take care of. Let’s get to this Drako Sector, find this person you’re looking for and get home.” For that moment, it seemed as though Kokoru wasn’t himself, but once Lance spoke to him, everything came back to him, making him feel better. The two of them began to walk again.
“Hey retard!” yelled Kokoru, “I don’t know about you, but I’m keeping my arms on just in case we get ambushed again.”
“Yea, me too.” Lance said, reaching into his backpack to put his gauntlet arms on. “When you were going against that Jerome guy, you called yourself a Herium.” He said, fixing his arms. “I know Caim told us what that was before, but I don’t quite get it.”
“Gah, I knew this was coming sooner or later.” Kokoru said, pausing, taking his breath in a resuming talking. “A Herium is a Demi b*****d. Half Angel and Half Demon, Yin and Yang mixed into one. But, considering how most people in the world have one personality, I.E. you with your one soul, your fine. But as for me, I’ve got three personalities living inside of me. My Devi personality, which is also known as my Demon side, keeps and stores all of the negative things that’s happened to me and bottles it up, fueling it and making it more and more powerful.” Kokoru paused, looking over at Lance to make sure he understood what he was saying. He nodded and Kokoru continued “Well, the same goes for my Akuni personality, also known as my Angel side. Anything and everything that’s positive that’s happened to me, is stored inside of my soul and used as energy to fuel my Akuni side. And Last but not least, my default personality, the personality used now. It’s simple, but achieving the powers of a Herium is hard, you’ve got to learn how to control your emotions and become more in tuned with your inner self.” This talk continued all the way into the Drako Sector.
There was a sign that read, hello and Welcome to the Drako Sector: Home to the Dragoons. “So this is the Drako Sector?” Lance said, looking around. It seemed to be a hot smoldering place with fire pits and huts made of straw and mud all around. A massive volcano was in the distance, in his head Lance thought maybe that’s where this Draki guy is… Lance and Kokoru had arrived safely and now to retrieve both a long lost friend and an item requested by Caim. The two, Lance and Kokoru, walked through the town. Everyone peered at them, giving them the most evil of looks.
A couple minutes later, the two of them arrived at the foot of the volcano. A whisper seemed to flow from the top of the mountainous volcano. Kokoru looked at Lance and vice versa, until they heard flaps of wings breezing through the smoke filled air.
“Hey buddy!” roared a mysterious figure, flying around and around in circles.
“Obviously he’s talking to you because, you know I don’t really live here and all so.” Said Lance, pointing to Kokoru. They lifted their heads up and tried to track down where the noise was coming from. The wings began to flap more and more, and the sound became greater and greater, until finally the bone crackling noise that Kokoru had heard from Jerome, was now in front. The smoke clouded its figure and physical shaping, but the two of them could see the wings retract into its back. It stepped out from the smoke clouds and revealed a most pleasant face.
“Howdy.” It said, this figure looked like just about as old as Lance. He had a blue beanie; with the letters DC mixed together, dark brown hair, which was braided up and at neck level. His skin was a light brownish, he had greenish brown eyes. He had two rather strange looking markings under his eyes, like a weird small tattoo. He had on a light blue shirt, with straps and zippers all over it and faded blue jeans with pockets covering the sides. His physique was just that of Lances.
“Draki!” Kokoru said, dropping his backpack to the ground, it kicked up a little dust. “So glad to see you man.” He grabbed Draki by the back and squeezed him.
“Yea I know man, it’s been forever.” Draki said, he looked over to Lance, then Kokoru. “So this is the kid?” Kokoru replied with a nod and let Draki begin his chat with him.
“You must be Draki,” asked Lance, shaking Draki’s hand firmly, “I’m Lance McKnight.”
“Pleasure to meet cha, names Dragon King Xesus Minamoto,” Draki chuckled and said “you can call me Draki for short man.” Lance looked at Kokoru for advice on what to say, all he did was shrug his shoulders. “Anyway, look man, you’re someone important here, and we need you. So here’s what were going to do…” Draki grabbed Lance and Kokoru, with both arms, leading them up the path of the volcano.
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