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Dullock copywrited to Vicious Disco

There seems to be a change of what a "dangerous criminal" is supposed to be. Not even good at wasting my time... rather slice through a few elves, than see a potental bounty disappoint. I'm seeing that "varment" of a swamp headache too often now. Feels like they'll let anyone without a brain give easy money nowadays....though money is money.

Date: December 1st Location: Unknown Location, data insufficient Time: 2:49 pm

Deep underground, the black market laid low to keep the somewhat lesser than legal dealings from the eyes of the law. Only those who were in such professions new its location, though being around such devious people wasn't such a good idea either. Everyone looked out for themselves and only themselves, alliances forged only in the interest of money or "pleasurable" company. Ironically it was also the location of one of the most legal business on the planet; The Bounty Board Building or simply BBB. It was commissioned by N.D. so he wouldn't waste his time going after insects who may become a problem and having someone else do the work. Anyone who knew anything understood that stealing from the BBB would garner N.D.'s attention, even with the billions of Kash stored within which was taunted the greed of slave traders and drug dealers wasn't enough to get them interested enough.

The BBB was the only white building that seemed to have been built by actual architects with much of the area covered in shacks, and warehouses that look like they wouldn't be standing with the materials used. The hole was wider than at least three football fields and lit only by countless lights set up at the ceiling, the only entrance secretly hidden. Inside the BBB was a very clean, well maintained building with two levels. White tiled floors with a golden rug welcomed those who had their bounties ready for processing. The lobby also had a long wide board where the latest bounties and highest are showed to anyone interested. Working the booth was what seemed to be an old green lizard, with beard and glasses. His job was fairly simple, and the pay was good, not to mention it was safe as no one would dare attack his workplace.

He was reading behind the counter until he heard the door open, followed by footsteps and the sound of a bag dragging on the floor. Quickly he adjusted his seat and adjusted his glasses to see an orange blur. It wasn't until he properly fixed his glasses that he saw a familiar face, along with the sight of armor slightly dirtied and tarnished by battle, "Back again so soon pardner? Don't tell me you got that thar 60 million kash bounty already...", commented the old lizard, seeing an armored orange lizard with black lightly messy hair.

"...okay I won't tell you then Paluster. I'll just leave the body here and let the carcass ruin the nice rug.", he commented, getting the old lizard chuckle and walk from behind the counter. The old lizard Paluster was a little bit taller than the orange one, who stood about 7 feet tall without the armor and boots and having a somewhat muscular build similar to him. He wore a blue uniform with a N.D.'s logo on it, which alone allowed him to walk home without a worry in the world, "Dullock, ya gotta stop causing trouble in har. Ya know ya can't do that.", he responded, seeing him smirk and drop the bag.

Paluster kneeled over and opened the bag, finding the tied up body of the criminal to N.D. known as Foxy. He was a red fox who was unconscious but still breathing, being badly beaten and bruised by the bounty hunter known as Dullock, "Still above snakes?...Ya'll gonna clear the bounty board with how fast ya'll are hand Runnin' getting these varmints.", he said while feeling for a heart beat, very surprised that he would leave someone alive. Dullock scoffed at how pathetic that so called 60 million bounty was, wondering how he got it with such ridiculously weak strength.

"Hmmph..with how weak he was...I couldn't find the heart to slay such a unworthy prey. The "hard money" you're going to give me isn't worth the effort...Paluster. You're basically giving away kash now.", remarked Dullock, cracking his neck and knuckles, having taken minimal effort to take him down. His armor was only dirty from the trip to the underground, literally receiving no damage, only wasted time. Paluster grabbed the bag and took the bounty to the back, while also grabbing his bounty picture from the board and crumpling it to signify that the bounty was claimed.

"Seems he got quite the licking...now if only such first-ace effort was put into flunking out the problems between our races...turn it from a fit to friendship. Rattle your socks! Ya'll the next gen ya hear?", said Paluster, putting the body in a cell in the back where it would picked up later. Dullock tapped his claws on the table, somewhat annoyed at what he was saying. It wasn't very often that a dark lizard like him would be talking to someone of the species his own fights, "Shut it. Not after you swamp cowards looked from the sidelines as we were chased out by the Coalition..and then those damn elves moved in.", snorted Dullock, reminding him the problem between their races.

Paluster shut the door hard and coughed a bit, grabbing a metal container labeled "Flamewater" and uncapping it to drink a few gulps, before sitting down back in front of the desk to look at his "customer", "Horse feathers! Like ya'll any better! Basically ya'll are at fault that we're stuck hand running those dash invaders! Not easy after ya'll caused the collapse of our mighty race...dang devilish dark youngin.", he shouted, giving a light burp from his alcoholic beverage. From under the desk, Paluster pulled up a large sack labeled 60 Mill K in black, about the same size as the body bag Dullock hauled in.

Dullock snatched it and huffed, lifting it to see if it was the right amount, before turning and walking towards the board to see who was next, "Hmm...wait..100 mill? For a human? Must be a misprint...", he muttered, starting to make his way out. Paluster took another gulp and felt himself getting woozy, knowing that no one else would come in for the day, "Mmm...I know...we're both bad eggs...least..give my regards to big gun himself..", he said following a burp, then laying his head on the table. Dullock merely scoffed and walked out, taking it into consideration.

Things have gotten quite messy...Eurasia must know what is going on. And...I'm sure he'll do me "that" favor...after all the objectives are intertwined in the same area. If not, then I know convincing his simple mind would take no effort regardless.

Date: December 3rd Location: Orez Delivery Company Entrance, Saint Falda Time: 5:57 pm

"Pause there son. The ladies call me B-boy slim!", he said raising a finger at the dragoon of fire. Fyre herself was somewhat annoyed, giving a light growl at the lack of understanding due to his speech. Michael raised a hand and patted her head, wanting her to calm down a bit, "Don't worry, I know who he is...why he's acting like this...I don't know.", he said, Ruru starting to laugh and opening the door to allow them to come in. As the three walked inside, the door was locked down and they traveled downstairs to the basement where packages would normally be kept until shipping time.

Down below was the warehouse where everything that would be shipped, would normally be stored. However with things having picked up on the dragoon side of Ruru's life, he had to put his business on hold so it was pretty much empty besides boxes that were used for customers who needed to purchase them for their parcels. As they reached the ground floor of the warehouse, Michael saw his friend "B-boy Slim" suddenly open his flashy shirt and pull out a P.I.C.. However unlike his, it was skinnier, smaller, and was just a screen. It was barely the size of his palm, and then a bright light flashed the area for a second, "Okay then, that's better. Now our conversations will be kept private.", he said, taking off his "afro" that actually was a wig.

Within a few seconds, the flashy blingly looking individual b-boy slim had transformed into Abu, labcoat, glasses and all, "Brian, what was all that for? Why the get up and the...errm...weird vocab?", asked Michael, seeing Abu brush his hair back with a comb. His piercing silver eyes gazed at him, before shaking his head and walking towards the bed that the dragoon of fire was using during his stay, "It's obvious isn't it? So no one would know my identity. Also the name's Abu...I rather charish the name I was given. So don't refer to me as Brian if you can.", he requested, getting a nod.

Ruru pulled over a plastic chair and took a seat, pulling one for Michael as well so they can all talk together. Fyre looked around the area, making sure that no one was around and continued to relax on the head of the dragoon of fire, "Okay then, we're all here. Br-I mean, Abu. It's finally great to see you again! I got worried after you were abducted, only to find out that you're working for the best of the best in terms of military. That girl Onari wouldn't let me see you so easily either.", said Ruru, giving a smile at this friend. Michael had been worried too, only being told that he was alright after he went missing from Vanaxxis. It had bothered him that he failed to catch whoever kidnapped him, but least the most important thing was that he was alright.

"Before I begin the greetings, who is that on your head Eurasia?", asked Abu, pointing to the little red dragon who waved back at him, "I'm Ashiga Fyre! Fated partner to one with the title dragoon of fire. You one of Eurasia's friends?", she asked cutely, Abu rubbing his nose for a moment hearing her name. Suddenly it came to him, having heard that name once in the archives in N.D.'s library, "Ashiga...you're the dragoness, who worked along side the first dragoon of fire known as Dart. Fought in the dragon campaign and was stripped of your honor soon after the death of your partner. You're one of several dragons who are the best of the best in their element. A survivor of a very brutal and violent war.", said Abu, Fyre feeling quite impressed that he knew so much.

Abu adjusted his glasses and held the P.I.C in his hand, pulling over the dresser that was by the bed and placed it between them, "Pleasure meeting you. I'm Abu. Simpily Abu. It's very relaxing knowing you're on our side once again...now back to business. Yes, it was was rather unfortunate denouement that my intelligence got the sights of someone with miltary interests. That was something that I had hoped to steer clear from. Either way I don't have much time to dawdle either. But of course, it's a pleasure to see you two in person once again. Eurasia, you seem much stronger than after dealing with that fool's game. Been...20 years since I've seen you?", he said looking at Michael, chuckling as he tried to get the time after escaping the exploding D.O.O.P. headquarters out of his mind.

However something suddenly caught his interest, making him suddenly go wide eyed, "W-what...what?! Did you say 20 years?! It's only been a month or two!", he shouted, looking quite shocked. Ruru had forgotten that he never explained what had happened to him after they escaped, having been separated soon after, "Dude, that's right! I forgot...after we entered the door...we got separated again remember? You were the last one in I think so...you must have taken the longest to arrive here. Abu got here first before me... about 25 years ago?", he asked, getting a nod from Abu.

"You got here about 17 years ago. Didn't take me long to find you of course but I laying low. Our late friend Brandon, formally known as Falcon, got here about 5 years ago, which makes sense as he went in just before you did. And NovaStar, John, got here about 10 years ago. We kept underground due to N.D.'s influence on the planet, but he managed to get me in the end.", continued Abu, pressing the screen on his P.I.C and bringing up a hologram of a planet. The name of his other friend got Michael thinking, having wondered where John was, "Wait...John...where is he? I haven't seen him yet...you seen him Ruru?", he asked, seeing him shake his head.

"Sorry man, haven't seen him for years. Only saw him once, and that was when he appeared for the first time. I hear he's doing some...not so clean jobs nowadays. Honestly it's too bad, but the guy's doin his own thing.", replied Ruru, Michael pouting slightly. Novastar had left D.O.O.P. for reasons unknown, causing him to have been branded a traitor and his name changed to Darkstar. Even now he hadn't said why, but the important thing was that they weren't enemies. Abu cleared his throat and tried to get their attention back at important matters, "Eurasia, he's fine. He just would prefer it if we stayed out of his way. Focus, this is important, as I believe you are lacking in knowledge of the situation we are in as dragoons.", ordered Abu, Ruru sucking his teeth as it was rather important to let Michael know everything that was going on.

Michael turned to the holographic planet, noticing that it was different than he expected. It was in crystal clear 3D and in color, showing that the planet was completely symmetrical. One half was completely covered in land, with spots of sand, and countless lakes, while the other was complete ocean. There were probably islands, but they weren't visible at that current view, "Now this is the planet Eurasia. Mystril...revived by the Dark Dragoon of Earth Omega. Ring any bells?", questioned Abu, seeing a somewhat distraught look in Michael's eyes.

The name its self was enough to make Michael sick to his stomach, remembering the bad jokes, and his powerful control over earth, "Yea...that jerk...he was pretty strong. I met him in Hamelis' dimension way back....so he revived this dead planet?...how did he manage to do that? I thought it was beyond saving. Which is why D.O.O.P. floated in its orbit.", replied the dragoon of fire, Abu impressed that he was paying attention in class. He then "touched" the hologram and turned it like a globe, then pressing on a spot that seemed to be not too far from the ocean, and somewhat north, "Yes, it was. But his power is nothing to laugh at. The fact that he did it to a planet with a radius of 74,646 Kilometers...it nothing short of impressive.", Abu added, Ruru suddenly tilting his head.

That number made Michael think for a moment, thinking back to how large his old home planet earth was. Unfortunately he couldn't remember the exact number, "Hmm....that number...that's...bigger than earth right? What we used to live on?", he asked, Ruru laughing and giving a thumbs up, "And here I thought you wouldn't catch it Mike. This planet is basically the size of...what was it called...Saturn?", he wondered, now realizing that he had forgotten the planet reference that Abu told him awhile ago. Just hearing that nearly made Michael faint, knowing that Saturn was a massive gas planet.

Abu raised his hand in objection, hating when information is improperly relayed, "I'm sorry Ruru, but that's incorrect. Saturn has a radius of 60,268 kilometers give or take. It would be closer to the gas planet Jupiter, which has a radius of 71,492 Kilometers. Either way, Mystril is bigger than both. This is the birth place of every kind of species you know. I'll enlighten you some other time, but there is one thing I have to know Eurasia. Have you been reading the news?", he questioned, getting seeing his friend's head shake. Abu sighed and then tapped on the P.I.C. screen once more, bringing up a holographic keyboard on which he quickly typed in a search for the most recent paper.

Up came a holographic view of the Falda Times, with a picture of the Abyssion, as well as the headline, "Ex N.D. Follower Captured! Execution to Follow soon!". Ruru had read it earlier today and knew that Michael had to know. Fyre hissed seeing the picture, her claws lightly digging into his Michael's head which made him squeal in light pain, "Hey hey! Ouch Fyre!", he said, Fyre easing up a bit and giving an apologetic lick. However seeing that picture didn't make her day at all, "I'm sorry Eurasia...but...that man...that...evil creature...he attacked me with N.D. one day several years ago while I was looking for you. His darkness...is frightening.", she explained, shaking a bit as her scales were on edge.

Michael remembered seeing a bounty put on his brother weeks ago, but to now announce to the planet that he was going to be killed in public meant that he did something beyond forgiveness, "That's....my brother Fyre. Jeffry Eurasia is his name. But like Abu, he was given a name once his became a dragoon...Abyssion. As you know my first name is Michael but I was told to refer to myself by my last name, which is Eurasia. He didn't do the same however, to keep anyone from confusing us.", said Michael, Fyre blushing in embarrassment and hoping that she didn't insult him.

He looked up at his friends with a serious face, clenching his hand into a fist, "Guys, I can't let this happen. , asked Michael, Ruru lightly surprised at how stern he looked just now. Like a real dragoon, not the usual wishy washy kind dragoon he normally was. Abu however slammed his hand on the dresser, making the P.I.C. wabble and causing the hologram of Mystril to static up, then vanish, "Eurasia! Need I remind you on what he did? He attempted to extinguish your life, as well as ours. He worked with N.D. and collaborated with him to make dragoons like us virtually extinct! What reason could you have to possibly help such an evil human?", he asked, his voice and tone quite angry, which Ruru got to worrying about.

"He's got a good point dude. He pretty much worked with that asshole and he didn't really give a damn about what happened to us. N.D. made our lives tougher...he's such a faggot.", added in Ruru, Michael lowering his head for a second. The silence in the air made things slightly tense, Abu adjusting his glasses and wondering what he would say in response. Years ago, having worked with Abyssion while in N.D.'s grasp, he followed his every order until he heard that he left one day, without word. Fyre wondered how could he still want to save someone like that, only hearing more of what she had thought of him.

"It's because...he's my brother. He raised me...alone back home. We had no parents, yet someone paid the bills, and had dinner ready. The quiet of our home always worried me yet he was there. He protected me from bullies when I got beat up that one day. Also helped me get over my fear of water after a horrible time at summer camp..where I nearly died. I never knew why he suddenly changed sides, and even the day he supposedly died, he saved me. I however want to save him also to get the reasons why he turned against us too. It makes no sense how he could make a complete 360 at us 10 years after his death.", replied Michael, his red eyes seeming like they were burning with passion.

The answer the dragoon of fire gave made Abu smirk, even though he made a mistake in his words. His silver eyes honed in on his friend's overall status, seeing that his breathing quickened and his muscles were tensing up slightly, "You mean 180 Eurasia...360 would negate--oh nevermind. Either way, that was an impressive response. Your reason isn't solely due to the blood bond you two share. You want answers...as do I. I came here for the sole purpose on helping you break him out. Without me, you'd never even get within 10 miles of it. Given the location where Abyssion is being kept, and the security was personally done by me.", explained Abu, pressing his P.I.C.'s screen to bring up the keyboard once more and quickly typed in a few set of words which brought up what seemed to be a building.

Ruru gasped seeing it, having been to that place before, "Ah crap, you're kidding me right? He was sent there?....Brian, you're a jerk for making such a tough place to break out off. Why couldn't you have made it a little less...fortified.", he said while face-palming. Abu tossed a pillow at his green haired friend for not using his proper name, getting only a snicker from him. Michael was kept out of the loop, tilting his head at the building that seemed to look a little misshaped, as well as having what seemed to be thrusters at the bottom of it, "Hey...are those...rockets? Where is this?", he asked, Ruru fluffing up the pillow and putting it on the back of his chair to lay his arms against it.

"Oh right, you probably haven't been there. That's the Bastille Masion Des Dymons, a prison orbiting Mystril which was made for the most ruthless of criminals, the majority of which were caught by bounty hunters. Apparently Mr Super Scientist here built it...which explains its reputation of being inescapable even with the small amount of living personnel on board. I made a delivery once of supplies but after that I wasn't asked to again. Dunno why.", responded Ruru, remembering that he brought parts for that place years ago. Abu cleared his throat, seeing that his friend was mocking him and his intelligence, even if it was a compliment technically.

"You forgot to mention that it orbits Mystril at--ugh forget it. But yes Eurasia. It was built in space. Covered in a bubble shield that prevents entrance in any form or shape, even from the P.I.C.'s ability to teleport. It was to ensure that escape was impossible if any prisoners were to break out of their cells. The only way in is via a teleportation point that is only open for 5 seconds every night at 11:00 pm sharp, as the shield comes down to allow transport of the next bunch of prisoners and supplies. No one on the outside world knows this, and we'll use it to our advantage so get any and all rest now--oh before I forget. I need a favor to ask of you two.", Abu explained, about to add more before an alarm started to ring, a bright red flash and loud ringing coming from Abu's P.I.C..

Fyre tensed up too as she felt a presence coming from above, followed by a loud crash. Ruru sighed and realized whoever was up there broke through the lock, activating the defense grid to lock whoever did so inside with everyone. Abu looked up and began to hear footsteps, closing his eyes for a second to focus, "Sounds like...a dragon. One...that's somewhat strong. Weight 1539 pounds. Height probably about 9 feet tall. Whoever it is, it's a bipedal dragon heading right for us.", he commented, Fyre noticing that she didn't know who the scent belonged to.

Ruru rubbed the back of his head and wondered what to do, not wanting to cause damage to his basement. Though he had no worries that they could take out whoever it was, given how dangerous Abu was in battle when it came to planning, "MICHAEL! I KNOW YOU'RE HERE! YOUR SCENT IS ALL OVER THIS PLACE!", shouted the intruder, having Ruru and Abu look right at Michael. He recognized it however, making him worry as to why "he" would come here, "That can't be him....no way...he's with...Rizan...", he muttered, getting a glace from Abu who was very curious to the identity of this certain someone.

Suddenly the trio was blown back by an impact that sent them flying, Ruru quickly catching Abu who had no fighting power what so ever, while Michael jumped back and covered his eyes from the debris and dust blown up. Fyre nearly fell off the dragoon's head, making him slightly wince from her claws digging into his skull once more to keep grip, "Owie...careful Fyre!", he asked, coughing a bit before seeing the dust settle. Fyre noticed that the body shape had a tail, and he was quite tall, taller than Michael or even Ruru.

Abu adjusted his glasses as he we set down, shaking his head as he was caught slightly off-guard, "Thank you...now who is this dragon?", he asked, Ruru cracking his knuckles and looking somewhat annoyed, "I don't care really...but one thing is certain. It's either cash with interest or his ass getting beat with super interest to repair the damage he just did.", he responded, hearing heavy breathing coming from the intruder. His scales were shown to be pure white, wearing a black T-shirt with blue jeans with two sacks hanging from his belt.

Michael walked forward slowly, Fyre giving a light hiss as she could feel a good amount of power coming from him, "You're....Eurasia. Rizan's..and my son...how did you get here?", he asked, not getting a response as the towering dragon glared down at him with his piercing red eyes. They were slitted, showing that the dragon within him was stronger than the human, compared to Rizan's who's eyes were dotted like a human. Ruru nearly fell over hearing that, shocked to hear that his best friend was a father already. Abu was not as surprised, only hearing certain things but never going with rumors unless there was pure fact behind it.

Eurasia growled and gave a loud roar, one that made Fyre cover her ear slits and push the dragoon back a step, "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR! You!...You left mom to raise me alone...you're no father of mine. And now..she's heart broken beyond anything. It's all your fault!", he shouted, lifting his fist and throwing a punch at Michael. Fyre yelped and was about to counter attack, but the dragoon quickly held both hands up and blocked it, the force of it causing a huge wind to blow behind him. It was enough to blow Fyre back and onto the ground, getting her dizzy.

"It's..not like that! I didn't leave her...for all this time...but I do accept...that what I did to her was my fault. I can't face her again. Her or Shyranrya. Not even Hamelis...", he responded, lowering his hands and his head down. The reminder of his guilt made his power fade almost immediately, Eurasia growling still but closing his eyes in thought, "Hamelis...if you had been there...she wouldn't be gone...she's the reason why mom and auntie Shyranrya are still alive today.", he muttered, Michael suddenly looking up in disbelief.

"G-gone?...what do you mean...gone?...", he asked, looking very worried as Eurasia began to tear slightly. He rubbed his snout and sniffled just a bit, "What do you care...she's been dead since before I born...mom said so...", he replied, not knowing much himself as he heard it while Rizan and Shyranrya were talking one night. Abu cleared his throat and walked forward, getting both of their attentions, "Excuse me gentlemen. Can we relax and take a seat? Your breathing and heart rate show that you aren't here to kill him, but to get answers, correct?", he queryed, getting a nod from the large dragon who had come to their location out of anger, but couldn't bring himself to harm the one who saved him and his mother in the past.

"Eurasia, regarding the blue dragoness Hamelis, I know what happened. It was in the data that I acquired while working for N.D.. Alot has happened in your absence... although I don't have the time to relay everything.", said Abu, getting looks from both of them. It seemed that the name Eurasia belonged to both, thinking that it would be a bit on the annoying side if he confused them, "Oh right...i'll name the dragon Eurasia "Junior", since you are the next in line. Eurasia himself had the name first.", he added in, getting a huff from the dragon who didn't want to be referred by a childish name.

However in this case, he would let it slide since he was more focused on getting a bit of answers. He only heard the tip of the iceberg regarding what happened with him over a week ago, running off in anger and focusing on getting stronger. Ever since he was soundly defeated by the Zoan Hunter, he completely dedicated himself to getting stronger. Ruru tapped Eurasia on the shoulder, reminding him of the damage he caused not only to upstairs, but to his floor. Calmly he gave him a bag of Kash he kept on his waist, to Ruru was a good sized one filled with coins, "Okay I'm sorry about that. I was pissed off. 3 million should cover it right?", he asked, Ruru chuckling, then nodding. It was more than enough, even to include some lunch for a few days.

The group moved to the other side, with Michael grabbing Fyre into his arms as she was still a bit disorientated from the loud roar. Abu walked over a few overturned boxes and proceeded to invite the group over to their new meeting spot, "Right...now. Ruru you know that three million is a little overboard, but that's beside the point. We have to discuss the plan in detail...however as to not be insensitive. You deserve to get fully updated on past and current events Eurasia. Ignorance is a terrible crime, and I can't let you continue to do so.", he explained, getting his attention fully. There was alot to talk about, especially for the dragoon of fire who was now curious about what had happened to Hamelis. Not to mention there was much to explain regarding their location to rescue the ex dragoon of fire Abyssion.

To be continued....