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Ok its that time again! I give all credit to the idea of dragoons to the creators of the game "Legend of Dragoon", but all characters are trademarked to Eurasia. Unless asked, please don't copy this or take credit for my work. Its hard enough to write this and its the result as alot of hard work from my heart. I write for free always and i write for my readers. Please enjoy and only read if you're old enough. Roseblack is trademarked to Roseblackdragon. http://www.yiffstar.com/user/The+Roseblack+Dragon (read her story, its great)

Everytime in the courtroom, I felt like a soldier. Evidence is my ammunition, helping me take down liars on the stand. I've only lost twice, though I don't let that bring me down. All that matters is the truth and i'll find it no matter who tries to hide it!

**Date - October 31, 2055

Location - Judicial Hall, Court Room 3

Time - 9:28 am**

There was alot of commotion over today's big court case, the situation being of rather large importance between two huge clans. Due to how grave things were, the public was not allowed and only those related to the case were allowed inside. It was incredibly quiet as Phrin was sitting along on the Defense Attorney table, waiting as the judge getting ready. A blue monitor lizard, male and wearing an officer's uniform cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "A-ahhh-chooo!...Excuse me everyone...Judge Roseblack presiding!", he announced, turning to point the door where the judge opened the door. Phrin expected as much that a certain judge would be at this case, knowing it wouldn't have made a difference.

A cold mist came out from the door, chilling the room down 10 degrees as a figure walked out in an ominous fashion. Out came a pearl colored dragoness, standing a firm 7 ft 11 in tall and dressed in a black gown. Her copper colored hair was quite bright, as was her pearl skin which didn't seem to look like scales at all which was barely seen at her neck. She looked around the dead empty courtroom, spotting someone who was waving over to her, "Thanks Clawse, you know how to--Oh! Look who's here...I knew you'd be back in my courtroom.", she muttered as she saw someone she knew.

As expected, shes been spotted and the "look" was given to her, seeing the judge walk on over and sit on the table in front of her, "So what brings you here? If you're doing the case against Casey W., then at least file that restraining order that'll force you not be farther than 4 inches away from me while you're at it Phrin....", said Rose in a seductive tone, giving her friend a nip on her snout. Phrin just chuckled and brushed her long black hair back, looking up and shaking her head, "Oh you're still trying I see...you know I can't do that. I'm too busy to be doing that...but maybe a date soon. Seems that the one I've been waiting on came back recently and I'm gonna take my chance to talk to him. Back to the matter at hand though, do you know who's prosecuting this case?", Phrin asked, getting a pout from Rose and seeing her step off the table and wag her pink tail slowly in thought.

"Hmmm...If I remember closely, its "The Prince" as he is called. Supposedly hes the best new comer to date and a "ladies" man, but I have no interest in him. He's tried his moves on men a few weeks ago but I still say hes not as good as hes meant to be. Even so, hes rather good at his job. Thirty cases and he hasn't lost one...so be on your guard and find the one truth.", she explained, her fluttery mood turning serious as she knew what her opponent was capable of. A clock above her stand gave out a loud ring, signaling 9:30 am. Rose quickly ran to her seat in front of the courtroom, with her gavel in hand and staring at the large doors at the other end of the room.

Suddenly the doors burst open, the loud bang surprising Phrin as she turned back to see her client. But her client seemed to be handcuffed and wearing a muzzle, being escorted by two rather strong and tall dragon officers, dressed in a standard blue police uniform which stood out with their black scales. The green scaled dragon Casey was then pushed to the floor by the two guard, looking at him with disgust as they both walked off, "Theres no point in this case, hes the only one who could've done in the old man. Poile was a great expert in his field...I hope you get death you lower class waste of space!", yelled one of them, Phrin not liking how the start of this case is going.

Phrin walked from her chair and helped him up, seeing him dressed in a white prison uniform as he got up on his own. He kneeled down so that his muzzle could be undone, not being able to speak with it on, "I can't believe this...I'm going into court blind and you're being treated like the enemy of the city. What did you do exactly?", she asked, not enjoying being left in the dark when she has the life of someone on the line.

Casey was happy to have his mouth back in action, giving his snout a rub with his chained paws as he stood up in front of her, "I already told you, I did nothing. Everyone is just assuming all because I was the last one to talk to that old fart. Just like I told you last night, I'm innocent.", he said in a serious tone, looking to notice the judge was a complete hottie. He gave her a wave and sat down in his seat, seeing Phrin do the same sitting beside her. Rose nodded back and remembered who he was, having seen him a few months ago regarding another case.

About 6 minutes passed in the silence, Casey trying to undo his chains but finding it quite hard even with his know-how, "Ok well...seems like our defense is here. Where is the offense? This guy is wasting my time yet again...wait. Whats that sound?", wondered Rose, twirling the gavel in her hands until her dragon ears hearing something outside the door. It sounded like women screaming, realizing that she had heard that sound before. Quickly the doors slammed open again, a beaver, male standing at 6 ft and dressed in a very fashionable white vest with diamonds encrusted with the buttons running in and quickly closing the door. His black jeans matched the brightness of his shirt as his back pressed against door to close it shut.

A blue beaver, though unlike most beavers he had a perfect set of teeth. With his face covered in smooch marks from kisses, he proceeded to walk in and wiping himself out with a towel he had in his vest pocket while his other hand held a black briefcase. Something about this guy made Phrin feel sick to her stomach, the outfit disgusting her but she knew that his case meant he had evidence to present, while she had none. Suddenly she heard Rose starting to yell angrily, pounding the gavel several times, "Derik you pompous lech! If women are more important than your job, then why don't you be a prostitute yourself so you can be with them everyday!"

The beaver wiped himself clean and gave the yelling judge a smile, his teeth sparkling and looking brighter than the sun, "Hey don't be so harsh...I came back from the sperm bank and i was their millionth's customer. Cut me some slack...I'm here ain't I?", he said with a smug attitude, one that didn't win him points with her. As he walked up to the stand in the middle of the two desks, and in front of the judge's platform, he looked over to see his opponent.

"Ah...Im fighting a woman this time. Shouldn't you be in at home cleaning something? You're out of your league here Phrin, and don't think your win record means anything here. But I will admit, you've gotten far...for a woman anyway. Maybe after this case I'll honor you with a date at half price.", remarked Direk, just getting a shrug from her. In her mind she was quite disgusted at his attitude, seeing him having quite the awful gaze at her.

Rose slammed her gavel 5 times to signal that the two sides take their marks and prepare themselves, "Any more of that Direk and I'll hold you in contempt! Now then, are you finally ready? We have the defense prepared and you don't seem like you're completely organized!", she yelled, seeing him just take a seat and place his briefcase on the table. Direk sat back and gave the judge a thumbs up, "Well of course I'm ready, but you really should check if the defense really is focused. Phrin has no evidence of her own it seems. Typical of a woman to leave the man to do all the work....just start things up my sweet Rose bud and I'll end this quickly."

How a man like this got all the women was a mystery even to Phrin, though she noticed something on one of his hands. A small orb embedded into his right hand, before being covered by a pair of white gloves that matched his vest. Something about it seemed familiar, trying to think where until the gavel was banged one more time and getting her attention back on the important matter at hand, "Ok! Court is now in session! Casey W. has been suspected of the murder of Poile Brandz, maker of Brandz Beer in his room at somewhere between 10:45 and 11:10 pm last night. I'm going to assume you're gonna say that you didn't do anything correct?", asked Rose, looking over to her right at the defense.

Casey just shook his head, much to Phrin's dismay. Quickly she got up and slammed both hands on the table, "Of course, Casey is too well known and respected to resort to murder! Its not even worth asking--", but then she was cut off by a very loud "OBJECTION!", coming from her opponent. Direk got up himself and sighed, shaking his head then looking at the defense attorney, "Please Phrin, stop embarrassing yourself. A weak reason like that doesn't exclude him from murder. Hes no different than any other man, so if you're gonna try to prove something, prove it with evidence!", he yelled, grinning and showing off his perfect set of white teeth.

Phrin felt that hit, flinching from those words but growling back at him. Though she had no evidence at the moment, she had no choice but to face the reality and rely on her wits, "Grr...hmm...Ok. The defense will prove that Casey did not lead to the death of Poile! I'll show you Direk the absolute truth awaiting to slap you!", shouted Phrin, getting an amused look from the blue beaver. Rose slammed her gavel twice, trying to get the two to remember that she was the one running things, "Ok ok, settle down! Unfortunately Phrin, theres quite a bit of evidence against you. There is even a decisive witness so I'm counting on you to clear things up. Bailiff! Bring out the first witness!", she ordered, Clawse quickly standing up straight and running to the back room to get the first witness.

From here on out, things were gonna get messy. Something about Direk was bothering Phrin ever since he came in, a weird feeling going into her stomach. She glanced at Casey, wondering what could be going through his mind, "Casey, I hope you're ready to give me some hints...this riddle feels like it won't be easy to solve without any.", she muttered at him, getting no response back. The back door opened and so began the big court case for the fate of Casey W..

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I felt it that day, the heat of the fire coming from my dragoon spirit. It was a flame hotter than anything I've felt, and it has been nearly ten years since the day I first became an official dragoon. If I can just get my sword repaired, maybe I can probably continue what I was close to achieving.

**Date - October 31, 2055

Location - Guest room, Rizan's home

Time - 1:31 pm**

There was alot of commotion over what do with Dahlia, not only was she dangerous but she may still have been working for N.D. It took 3 days for Rizan and Shyranrya to decide what to do with her until Michael woke up, who was being monitored by the dragon Eurasia each evening while Rizan and Shyranrya together watched him during the night. The children did their best too to help, even Jazmin who still had her doubts about helping a human did some work.

Michael finally stirred, moaning in pain as his chest and arms were throbbing from the wounds he received some time ago. He felt himself covered in a blanket as he tried to move, the sharp sword of agony forcing a grunt from him and making him not want to move at all. He realized that something was on his chest, feeling a weight as he was breathing in and out. Slowly his eyes opened, the blinding light coming from the skylight making things hard to see until they adjusted.

Pearly and Nimane were curled up and sleeping right on top of him, looking so cute he thought, even though they were causing him some pain. Every part of his body he wasn't able to move without some type of pain, looking around to find himself back in the room he slept awhile ago. Right beside him was the dragon he saved awhile ago and who saved him, Eurasia. He was dressed in a simple white shirt with jean shorts while sleeping against the wall, snoring lightly. The pain started to ease a bit as he felt his dragoon spirit fill his body with energy, the effect usually helpful with healing.

"Eura! How is Michael holding up?.....Eurasia?", shouted something from outside the room, the door wide open. Rizan came into view, looking over to find her son sleeping on the job. She was about to yell until she heard someone trying to stop her, "Don't yell at the boy Rizan...hes tired. Probably like I am...", muttered Shyranrya, coming up from behind and picking her up to hug her tightly. Rizan murred in delight being hugged, turning look athis son again and noticed that she was being waved at from the bed. Shyranrya noticed it too and brought her friend over to the bed to check on Michael.

He gave them a smile as they got closer, seeing them both sigh in relief as Rizan was let down, "Morning Rizan and Shyranrya...when did I get here?...and did you know your kids are taking a nap on me?", he joked, chuckling but then coughing a bit. Rizan put a hand on his head, feeling the extreme amount of heat in her hand and quickly taking it back. Shyranrya sat down ont he side of the bed, making Michael jump a bit from her weight and the kids stirring. Pearly yawned and just went back to sleeping on Nimane, while Nimane opened an eye, then closed it back to resume her rest.

Shyranrya herself went to check his temperature, noticing no decrease in the high level of heat his body was giving off. Just to be cute she messed up his hair and gave his cheek a rub, "Well you know dragons like warmth. Your temperature is currently nearly 100 degrees celsius and they find it relaxing. Don't blame them since winter is coming...you've been out for 5 days Eurasia. As soon as we brought you back, your friend...Ruru is it now? He said he had some work to do but he knew you'd survive.", she explained, happy to see him finally awake.

Hearing the name made him remember that before he blacked out, he saw N.D. going down due to a shot but he wasn't sure what it was. Rizan took a seat on the other side of the bed, ready to explain a bit more of what has happened, "Its a good thing Shyranrya was a nurse or you'd be in much worse condition. My foot healed up the other night but you had very severe wounds yourself Eura. That dragon buster prevents us from using any healing magic..."

"The dragon buster...its such a dangerous weapon to us. Those Winglies sure hit the motherload figuring that out, the one thing that could kill us with ease. At least now...w-wait! What happened with N.D.?! And Desiree?!", shouted Michael, his yelling scaring the children and causing them to cry. Rizan gasped and thwaped him on the head, grabbing her two babies in each arm and rocking them back to sleep with a nice lullabye. Michael winced from the bop to the head, forgetting that he had sleeping children on him.

Pearly and Nimane were carried off to their rooms for nap time, while Shyranrya leaned over and smooched Michael on the cheek, followed by a lick which made him blush, "Well...Ruru took him out after you went down, but even he said that hes still alive. That snake girl also left yesterday, saying that shes thankful for what you did for her. I personally don't trust her, but you said to help her so thats what we did. She also left you a note which we were asked not to read, just to give to you when you woke up. Its in Rizan's room when you're ready to check it out, but for now rest. You'll need at least another day before its safe for you to be up and about. Most of your internal organs were burned, in fact most of your insides were burned like it was an oven within you. My medicine is healing you quite fast, but its only been a short amount of time. Rest Eura, please."

Michael sat up, grunting in pain as his chest was covered in bandages, the worse pain coming from the center of it. He also noticed a few stitches as he looked down, seeing a line of it vanishing under the only thing keeping him together, "I-I see...sorry. Seems that...the power brewing inside of me is still out of my reach. I can't rest knowing that I'm so close to mastering the second level of dragoon fire...oh also can you bring me that note? Desiree wasn't a bad girl...it was that other one. The one who looked more like a snake. Dahlia...she really hurt me.", he muttered, feeling a shiver from the painful time he spent with her.

Shyranyra nodded and walked off, her footsteps a lot louder than Rizan's under the wooden floor. Michael looked around and saw his sword hanging against the wall by the door. It was as he feared, the blade was cracked in three places. The dragon buster had ripped through the sacred weapon that had belonged to his father, rendering it nearly useless as it would break in no time. He wondered now if there was someone left who could repair it, as doing so with a dragoon's weapon was not easy.

The loud footsteps of Shyranrya turned his attention away from his sword and onto what could be written for him, especially from someone like her. Although he was kidnapped by her, she had a reason which he didn't think she'd lie about. He looked up and saw her looking where Eurasia was sleeping, noticing that he had left, "Huh...where did he go now...well guess hes free now that you're awake--oh! Here you go, nearly forgot. She said for us not to read it...but she didn't say you couldn't tell us whats in it. Tell me!"

A sheet of wrapped up paper was handed to him, a bigger than normal one from what he was used to as he looked at what it said, "Ok...lets see...."

"Michael, If you are reading this, I'm already gone and you're finally awake. I apologize for the trouble and pain i caused you...but I am grateful for what you and your group of dragons did. I'm finally free from N.D., and thanks to you, there is a chance for our kind to finally repopulate. Though this isn't all I wanted to tell you. I thought you should know if you didn't realize it yourself, that your sperm is very powerful and can impregnate any species. That is the dopplegangic seed, and you're the 2nd case with it. You however have the purest kind, one that's not only beneficial, but also dangerous. If word gets out what you have, everyone will be after your...well you. This is priceless when sold on the black market...so take my advice. You shouldn't try anything for awhile that may lead to an impregnation, unless you plan on using protection. Please, take care of yourself, and I hope to thank you personally for your actions. Thank also Rizan and Shyranrya for not...killing me."

After he finished reading, he looked up to see Shyranrya's snout nearly touching his nose, a smirk on her face as she tried to get a peek at the note, "What does it say?! What does it say!?", she squealed, trapping him between her arms and body above. Seems that she was more curious that he thought, clearing his throat and moving back a bit more against the back of the bed, "W-well...basically its a thank you note, and the results of a test she gave me. I think Rizan should be here for me to explain what happened...now wait like a good dragoness ok?", teased Michael, making her pout and move off of him and to the side of the bed.

The sound of footsteps coming towards the room could be heard as Rizan finally stepped back, looking quite tired, "Phew...getting those kids to sleep is hard-oh whatcha got there Eura? Oh! That's the letter that the snake girl left. So what does it say? If its anything bad I'll make her sorry!", she exclaimed, her sudden exhausted look vanishing. Michael chuckled nervously and shook his head, now having both dragonesses looking at him, "Well not really, its more of a thank you note. But I have one thing that I have to ask...do you know anyone who can repair my sword? I need a special type of blacksmith as dragoon weapons cant be easily repaired...and the guy who did it is probably gone too."

Michael's question made them both think hard, unfortunately both of them coming up blank. However there was a way to find out, Rizan clapping her hands together in joy, "Ah! Well if there's anyone who knows, Koi would know. Hes a genius when it comes to finding anything or anyone...but you can't leave yet. Tomorrow you can probably walk but you have to take it easy ok?"

It seemed that he had no choice, having two very caring dragonesses making sure healing well. Probably it was for the best since his body was in no shape to be fighting anyone on N.D.'s level, which was the one thing bothering him. The power he felt was too far out of his grasp, which meant that he should focus on one thing after his sword is repaired. He laid back and yawned, giving them a nod as he relaxed on the bed, two sets of eyes making sure hes not interrupted.

Welcome! Today's Random facts are...oh and I'll be introducing a new feature too. A chapter that they entered, but I'll also be doing it only on the first part of each chapter since I actually haven't introduced too many characters just yet.

Haurin (XdragonX) - (Chapter 4, Part 1)

Age 454. Dragon. Height, 10'3". Weight 630 lbs (skinny dragon). Pink Hair and enjoys wearing most anything having pink on it. A master builder and well known for his projects in Hydion and Saint Falda. Black slitted eyes and is a rather good guy at parties. A huge flirt as he loves to hit on men and women both, but prefering the males. He is mated to a wonderful black dragon known as Jeromaru, who he calls Jerry for short. Hes also known as "X", for him being random at times. He detests those who discriminate others for any reason, as he has a huge love for all life. Favorite foods are steak, hallupena peppers, and other meats. Among his favorites are calliflower, apples and tacos.

Jeromaru - (Chapter 4, Part 1)

Age 445. Dragon. Height, 10'1". Weight 756. No hair but has horns, and prefers to be naked or having a T-shirt. Hes a gardener of the best kind and is well known for supplying towns with the best veggies and diary products. His love and appreciation for life is rivaled only by his mate, as he lives to support and take care of lives. He is happy being bi (more towards males) , loving males but not having anything bad against females. Normally hes been told that hes TOO respectful, which is why people enjoyed his company before finding out of his sexuality. Favorite foods include most meats from beef to steak, to the veggies he grows but has a deep love of bananas.