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My time is growing near...I didn't think that I had less time than I figured. We have the first piece needed...just need to find someone to use the spell. I can't let my pink girl down.

Date - December 31st, 2055

Location - Orez Delivery Company, Basement

Time - 11:56 pm

The threat Omega posed was immense, the earth power he possessed being on unnatural levels. The fight Michael had with him was still fresh in his mind, hating that he was unable to stop him before. He didn't remember much from when Aisarue was in control, though the horrible jokes and puns were proof he was that same smug villain. The dragoon of fire wasted no time starting the fight, though the view turned from straight ahead to the ceiling, having forgotten he was nearly drained of any spirit power his dragoon spirit could offer. The dark earth dragoon made little effort nor did not hesitate to grab him by the mouth and bringing him down to the floor with a loud thud. Rizan growled and nearly jumped forward herself, but was held back by Shyranrya, reminding her that he was not against them and he merely did what he had to, to protect himself, "Yo yo Eura, relax. No need to be a stick in the mud. Though that's rather a rude way to say hello to an 'old friend'."

That smug look on his face had not changed, though it seemed that the impression he had left on the brother of his best friend had still been tainted. Though just to be an extra jerk, he tightened his grip on his face for a second, getting a response of a muffled yell from the Michael. The dragoon of fire quickly lifted his lower half and kicked away that bastard of a man, coughing and spitting out what seemed to be dirt coming from his mouth, "AAAAHH YOU MADE...YOU MADE ME EAT DIRT!", he shouted in horror and disgust, wiping his tongue off with both hands. Omega flipped backwards and landed with a slight skid, wiping his black tank off and laughing, "Hey you treated me like dirt. Not even a hello? Sheesh. And you're Jeff's brother too..."

It was the first time that someone had referred to his brother by his proper name, as Abyssion was actually his last name. Only people who could know that are friends and family, though he could've found out considering they were working together when Aisarue had taken over, "Anyway relax and get the sand out of your ears. I'm here strictly on business and I already lost enough time waiting on you to wake up.", spoke Omega in a calmer voice, Michael glaring at him and seeing that no one around was attempting to stop him or even restrain him. With a deep breath, he nodded and stood up, knowing that he was outnumbered anyway and no one would've just let him by if it wasn't for good reason, "Fine...fine. Abu and everyone here wouldn't just stay back if you were here to attack me. What do you want?"

Omega feigned a gasp from those sharp words, though he quickly put his hands into his pocket and smirked, "Well well, straight to the point. Before I even explain that, I was still surprised you had no idea who I really am. You don't have gravel for brains...so how about a little hint. I was one of the people who raised you with Jeff back on Oak Street. Doesn't the name 'Alfred' ring a bell?", he asked while tapping his own forehead. The reminder of where he lived was enough of a shock, but the reminder was yet another shock to him. Indeed he did remember that name, though it was someone who went away when he was still a little kid, a very young boy. Michael nodded, though soon putting two and two together with a horrified look on his face, "W-what!? Alfred?! Y-you're Alfred!? It can't be!", he shouted in shock, falling onto his butt and getting an amused laugh from what turned out to be a childhood friend.

"Of course. I'm the one who taught you everything when it came to gaming...though I thought I left a bigger crater of impression before I left to be a dragoon. Hmm...Though I shouldn't blame you. The memory altering crud they gave you probably messed with your brain more than I thought...", he remarked while raising his left hand and rubbing his thin in thought, making Michael raise an eyebrow at what he was saying before he quickly stood back up, "Ah well, anyway I'm not here to talk about the past. In all seriousness, I'm here because Jeff sent me. He said to give you 'This', and then give it to Abu. Very very specific in giving it to you first though.", he continued on, his right hand pulling out what seemed to be a semi damaged black P.I.C., the older model he used to use before getting the upgrade by Abu some time back.

Even the scientist was shocked at what he saw, the P.I.C. belonging to Abyssion himself, "A-Abyssion's P.I.C.?...what could we possible do with that old thing.", he questioned while adjusting his glasses, seeing Michael quickly grab it and check it closely. It was hard to tell if it was really his brother's, but Abu's reaction gave it more credibility as to the P.I.C.'s owner, "Well, I'll leave that up to you. He said to use what's on it, to prepare yourself for the coming trials. Playing delivery man was all I was told, and that's done with. I need to stay 6 feet under for a while.", replied Omega while shrugging his shoulders and starting to head for the exit. Michael quickly stepped forward and shouted to stop him, not feeling completely satisfied over his explanation, "Wait, you just came here at my brother's request? What's your deal! Whose side are you on?"

The dragoon of fire demanded to know the truth, as so far he had only remembered that the Jester Warrior had fought for N.D.., but now suddenly was helping him? It made no sense, which Omega understood as he rubbed the back of his head, "It's complicated Mike. N.D....he's crazy cookie bonkers. Don't get me wrong, I did work for him, but only because it benefited your brother and myself. But now he has some crazy plan to...well honestly you wouldn't believe me if I told you. It's not what I agreed to so I stepped away from it, and so did Jeff. If you really want to know, why not ask Abu? After all, he was the one backing N.D. 100 percent in completing the weapon capable of forwarding his goals."

Ruru gave a curious hmmm as to what they were talking about, actually having heard something about it during his travels. The dragonesses were a bit out of the loop, planning on getting the holes filled up once that rude human was gone, "Huh...if the rumors are true...then N.D. is a whacko numbnuts. Yo B, we need to talk about it. You never mentioned being the professor in N. Douche's main plot. Any reason for it?", asked the dragoon of wind suspiciously, getting a worried look from his more intelligent friend, who took off his glasses and sighed. Omega took his leave and quickly jumped up the stairs to teleport out, having done his part and going back to the underworld where he could stay off N.D.'s radar. With him gone, it only left the P.I.C. which seemed to not activate by normal means, and the issue of what Abu was keeping from them.

Michael handed it to Abu and moved to sit back on the bed, being pulled to lean against Shyranrya's waist while Rizan affectionately put an arm around his waist to snuggle close. The two were definitely being more open with their love for the dragoon, who was left a blushing mess while Ruru chuckled at his friend who was finally out of that funk for good. The scientist quickly got to work, punching in the debug code and brought up the holographic screen in front of him, seeing that it was running one of his older firmware. The green holographic screen popped up, having his friends gather around in a circle, with Michael being close to the two dragonesses. Shyranrya sat beside the bed since she was too big and heavy to be on it, while Rizan enjoyed leaning close to the human.

The dragoon of wind was curious as to what Abu was hiding, awaiting a few minutes as he pulled up the relevant information that Omega was talking about, "Okay...I see a very heavily encrypted file...!?...no...It can't be!...", he said in a shocked and surprised voice, everyone leaning forward and wanting to know what was up. Quickly Abu cleared his throat and shook his head, pulling out his own personal P.I.C., which was simply a 4.5 inch wide screen, in his palm, up to the Abyssion's P.I.C. to start the transfer sequence, "Pardon, that...we'll talk about this in a bit. I see what Omega was talking yammering about earlier...", he muttered, needing to get the more important piece of business out.

What N.D. really wanted, was something Michael, nor the dragonesses really thought about. They always assumed he merely wanted to control the world and purge it of dragons, Ruru having thought the same thing. Abu cleared his throat and set the two P.I.C.s down on the small dresser drawer by the bed Michael was sitting on, moving to the center of everyone and thinking the best choice of words to begin the explanation, "Hmm...Okay, I assume you are all aware of who "Shenonoska, and Olrik are, correct?", he queried to his group, Michael thinking for a moment, then giving a nod. Rizan and Shyranrya also nodded, though confused as to why those important names were mentioned, "You're talking about the gods in dragon lore right? Shenoneska, the one who created the universe, and Olrik, the one who created the inhabitants in their image, namely dragons. Almost every dragon knows of them.", replied Shyranrya, knowing that Rizan too also was taught the same thing. It was something passed down almost every dragon in almost every dimension, which was odd considering dimensional travel was forbidden between dragons.

Even if a small amount broke that rule, it shouldn't have been knowledge across so many different worlds and universes, especially since it was found that they all had the same writings on the origins of their race. Michael and Ruru were taught that as well, though at the time, they didn't care so much as it was only relevant to their dragoon spirits, "Ah, yea I remember that. They talked about in our classes that they are also the reason we have our dragoon spirits, and they gave the first dragoons their dragoon spirits with their blessings. Though know whose if that's actually true.", remarked Ruru, not giving a shit really at nonsense that was only in texts like a million years ago.

"Honestly if this was before I met you all..I'd probably be defending it tooth and claw about their existence...though now, I really hope they aren't. They're the ones who made the original outline for dragon breeding, and interactions with humans after the dragon campaign.", remarked Shyranrya, rubbing her snout in thought and unsure on what to think. On one hand it shows that N.D. is crazier than first expected, but there was too much that they did not know about him. Knowing his objective is a good start, but his motivations for it, his origins, were a complete mystery, "N.D. will fail! Shenoneska and Olrik are far out of their reach!", shouted a voice from above, a familiar one who pounced right into the dragoon of fire's lap.

"Ah Fyre, you're back. Did you find what you wanted?", asked Abu, having been keeping in contact with the dragoness, who was now the size of a house cat. She had missed her dragoon partner who asked for time to himself, trusting him to recover mentally and physically. While he was doing that, she continued her job on doing her part and flew all over the planet in search of something, something to help the cause, "I...I found trace amounts of Devine energy, but not enough to confirm another dragon. I plan on returning to triangulate it...though there's something else that's bothering me.", replied Fyre, nuzzling up to Eura's stomach, who returned her smile and was quite happy to see her after the month long time to himself.

Ruru scoffed at Fyre's remark earlier, not buying into what she was saying, "Wait so you're telling me they're real? Did you talk to them or are you going on blind faith too?", questioned Ruru, not really buying much of what he was taught back when he was learning about dragon history. Though much of it didn't matter much to a human like him, and growing up in a world where everyone believed in a deity or god that forced their rules on them, left a bad taste in his mouth about most religious fanatics. Dragons were a guilty bunch when trying to push their ideals sometimes, most regarding humans who weren't dragoons as mere lower creatures. Fyre felt a bit offended by how she was asked such a question, but she kept her composure and shook her head.

"Mortals such as us don't deserve the honor of meeting them. But a Devine dragon such as myself are children of the upholders of the law of the universe, the heaven and hell dragons, who they themselves obey the will of Olrik and Shenoneska. Your dragoon spirits were born of their blessings!", she reminded the green haired human, Ruru recall learning about that, though that wasn't exactly the full story. There were many version of the story, from many different cultures of dragons, though all shared the same major battle of the dragon campaign, which seems to be the one definitive proof. Though aside from that, there were too many different retellings of what happened, and that alone made the dragoon of wind question its validity.

Michael was unsure how to answer, as he was skeptical about these dragon gods and what N.D. hoped to accomplish, "...Guys, let's hear what else Abu has to say. We all know who they are, what does that have to do with N.D.?", asked the dragoon of fire, wanting to get more information and make sure that he's better prepared this time. Abu cleared his throat and nodded, getting side tracked once more, "Oh right, of course. Well....his plan...he's found a way to the God Dimension. You know that we are in the nexus dimension, where all versions of reality originated from. Well, the God Dimension exists on an entirely different plane of existence. Different from the world of the dead, heaven itself, and he wants to kill the gods themselves to wipe out dragon kind. It is said that their powers run through every dragon ever born, or created, even dragoon spirits, and if something were to happen...well...Good bye dragon kind and dragoon spirits....though this is if this God Dimension is true. I never got a chance to get definitive proof---what?"

The look on Rizan's, Shyranrya and Fyre's face was that of pure shock and awe, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor. Fyre fell off of Michael's lap as she couldn't believe what she was hearing, "That's crazy talk! There's no way mortals can walk on that sacred ground!", she shouted in annoyance, finding it to be unprecedented that a mere human would consider doing that. Ruru ended up laughing hard, finding it to be completely bullshit that N.D. really thought that the dragon gods were real. It was a bit insulting to have their beliefs laughed at, but they made an exception for the dragoon of wind who was a trustworthy friend to their favorite human. Michael panicked for a moment and picked up Fyre, who was glad to get the affection of her dragoon and rawred cutely, "...You're saying that, hypothetically if he were to succeed, then all dragons would die, and our dragoon spirits would no longer work...We can't let that happen. Even if there is a slim chance N.D. being right.", remarked the dragoon of fire, clenching his fist though wincing in light pain as his body still hadn't healed.

"That's the kind of enthusiasm I expected from the Dragoon of fire. Though any reason why you're the talk of the "underworld" and "slime balls" all of a sudden?", asked a voice walking towards them, a voice that they except Fyre was familiar with. Abu had expected her earlier than this, but at least she made it, considering that she was a major part of their information web, "Ah Phrin, you took your sweet time to arrive. Glad you could make it.", remarked the scientist, getting a cheeky humph from the blue dragoness. Michael gave a wave, both Rizan and Shyranrya also having expected her earlier. That well-dressed Defense Attorney, in black suit and skirt, with her badge pinned on her lapel had other business to take care of before. Her short stature though sometimes made her presence a little less impressive, just barely under 5 feet tall, but she had the energy to compensate.

"Well you told me that we needed to talk, though I didn't expect the dragon gods themselves to be N.D.'s focus.", she remarked, fist bumping Ruru and standing beside him in the circle everyone had created. This topic was somewhat laughable but it did at least clear up one thing, the reason why he decided not to tell them. The very idea was ludicrous, and an offense to every dragon who believed in them. Though their main objective had not changed in the least, especially Michael who planned on stopping him completely, "You're part of the team...I thought you deserved to know what was going on. Though as I said earlier...I didn't think this was worth mentioning. You all planned on stopping him anyway.", explained Abu, adjusting his glasses and getting a collective nod. Although knowing his objective only cemented their resolve, at least getting an idea of what they were fighting against was helpful.

"Now the next part...the other thing Omega left for us. I can't believe it myself...but he gave me...Battle Data.", continued Abu, getting blank stares from everyone, except Ruru who rubbed his green goatee with two fingers, "...Battle Data...wait. Isn't that like a complete copy of a person? Their techniques, moves, even personality. I delivered a few of those before...they're very expensive. Whose battle data is it?", remarked Ruru, being only slightly familiar with it, but never really seeing it in action. Battle Data took a long time to compile, and even then, you would require a very specific machine to handle it. Abu merely looked at the P.I.C.s and walked over to them once more, grabbing his and holding it up to display a full 3d holographic image of the battle data. Michael nearly fell off of his bed this time, while everyone out gave out a collective gasp.

"Abyssion. This is Abyssion's battle data...your brother really planned ahead. Omega said this was in case the worse were to happen, to teach you what you have yet to learn.", said Abu, turning off the hologram and seeing the dragoon of fire swallow hard. It was true, he hadn't finished his fire dragoon training, so there were some thing he had yet to learn. Not to mention the incomplete nature of his Aura and other attacks that had quite nasty side effects when overused, "Eurasia, I'll need about a week to get the V-bot needed to install this, but...this is incredible timing. Our chances at the tournament were already low...incredibly big names have already signed up. And...How you and Ruru are, we have little hope to win. I can't speak for you two ladies just yet, but we need to get much stronger. And we only have 5 months to do so."

Five months was not a lot of time to master much of anything, but the scientist had his own plans on getting things going for the team. There was however the large problem of the fifth member, having checked around but unable to fill that slot, "So the tournament is in May? Man...Well time to bring back the weights. And it'll be helpful to have someone else to spar for a change. Mike is starting to include the floor as part of his diet lately.", teased the dragoon of wind, getting a pillow thrown at him by his best friend and rival. It was however fact that the gap between them has increased, partly due to his own negligence on growing stronger while he wallowed in self-pity. What could he expect from this so called "battle data", and what exactly would he learn? There were quite a bit of questions, and he would have to be patient to get the answers he wanted. There were a lot of startling revelations today, from the return of Rizan and Shyranrya to N.D.'s true goal being revealed.

The battle he fought over the dark lizard now seemed less frightening when he was with his friends, promising himself to grow stronger in order to never let them down, "We'll win. No matter what...I'll train my hardest. I have to save Jeff.....oh right! Brian--I mean, Abu. Where is Aisarue? I've...I've decided to join back with him.", he reminded, nearly forgetting the difficult choice he had to make. Joining back would have some benefits, including raising his overall power, though he worried about the down sides, such as having to deal with him taking control of his body, and the possible corruption by dark power. The acceptance of his dark side was expected, though Abu shook his head in response, "He's...well he told me to call him once the preparations are complete. I found the proper spell...we just need a black dragon to do it. It is a soul rejoining spell, which is in the black magic category, a forbidden section of magic. And no, before you ask, Shyranrya isn't able to pull it off. She lacks the proper percent of black dragon in her blood to be able to do it. Anything not at least 90 percent black dragon, could die when using forbidden magic like that."

No surprise that Abu already asked Shyranrya, being the first and obvious choice. She tapped her claws together in embarrassment, as the black in her scales came from her mother, whose parents were not both black dragons either, "Ah yea...The spell...A soul fusion spell...something not anyone could do. Sorry guys.", she apologized, which was not even necessary as Michael nodded in understanding. Well at least things seem to be working out in the end, Ruru clapping and reminding everyone of one very important detail, "Whelp least we got our priorities straight. Though...., I hope you haven't forgotten. It's now 2056! Here's to the new year!", he shouted and raised his arms, running away for a bit, and coming back with a bucket full of confetti and tossing it up into the air.

Using his wind, he made the confetti dance a bit, before the numbers 2056 in midair. It was an interesting show, holding up both hands to make the wind do his bidding, before gesturing at his bud Mike with his head, "Hey dude, light that shit up!", he shouted to get everyone riled up, Michael understanding what he wanted and standing up off the bed. Immediately he fired a small fire ball at each of the 4 numbers, each one lighting up with a different color and began to spark and sputter. The confetti was laced with firecracker powder, a special one that was delayed when lit, and it brightened up the entire room. Everyone awed in the fireworks while Abu had snuck away to grab the festive drinks. The show was a great distraction as he pushed in a full on table, and 5 barrels of drinks, and one small one labeled "For Eurasia" on it. With the serious matters finished, they could finally take a brief breather and enjoy their time together.

Abu presented with everyone juice and a bit of alcohol for the occasion, which was more so for him and Shyranrya, both of who enjoyed fine wine and liquor. Fyre herself enjoyed a glass of liquor to see what it was, finding it disgusting in flavor, but soon grew on it, having a few more cups before starting to feel the effects. Rizan preferred to stick to water, and sat by herself in thought, making sure that it wasn't a dream and that things finally were better. Ruru and Michael spent their time talking about what to do and their future goals, both wanting to improve but unsure where to go from where they currently stood, "So...your bro eh? I heard he was a beast of a dragoon. The prodigy dragoon of fire who showed new ways of using fire. Hell...how did he manage to learn everything in 7 years? Took us 9, and that alone was considered quite a feat...anything you remember?", questioned Ruru as he drank down a bit of lemonade mixed with liquor.

Michael of course had apple juice, his drink of choice. Good thing that Abu bought 400 Oz of the stuff, with the dragoon drinking it by the gallon, most of it was already gone. There wasn't much that he remembered personally of his brother, but everything he knew, was thanks to his coaching, "Well...I never saw him fight...but I do remember that he was very fast. His sword isn't a broadsword like mine if you remember. He used that...what was it...some sort of katana. Made his slashes nearly impossible to dodge since it was so light...", recalled Michael, only having spared with him a few times. Ruru was very curious on what he would learn and how strong the "Legendary Prodigy" was. Battle Data, proper battle data is very exact, and this would probably be Abyssion at full power.

"The Omi-Tachi style was it? I remember all the katana wielding junkies talking about learning it from the "master"...man those were good times. But what sucks that despite my head start, you the gap isn't as big as I expected. That asshole really screwed up our ages.", he punched playfully to his friend's shoulder, Michael wincing a bit as Ruru rarely ever held back. His physical prowess was higher than his, and his punches were far more powerful. He only made up the difference with his spiritual power, which was much more abundant than the dragoon of wind's, which enhanced his power. The two nodded at each other and laughed the night away, promising to each other than they would get stronger, to ensure that no one else in their group would die or have to suffer.

Chapter end.

Next Chapter - Chapter 20 - Dead Men Tell No Tales! Decho's Plan and the Divine Revival Strategy!