Wasteland Warrior – Character Introduction
#1 of Wasteland Warrior
Greetings to all who will take a look at this small starter. I'm Drakon and well i'm from Germany so please forgive me if i wrote anything in wrong Gramma.
This is just a short charakter Introduction so you all can get comfy with him while currently start to write on Part 1 of the Story where the Raid on the Human Convoi will happen and also a few other unexpected things :) Stay tight and have fun ;)
Wasteland Warrior - Character Introduction
Old New York
Drakon slowly raised his head against the burning Sun and snorted out. Since the great third war back in 2021 the face of earth has changed once and for all. The Fallout has killed millions of people and nearly the same number of them has mutated into those that Humans like to call Hybrids.
Hybrid. Drakons eyes slowly form small slits against the sun while he thought about that word. The Humans did fear them, they locked themselves away in giant city's they call Biospheres and hoped that someday the world could be that what it once before was. It was Green, full of Water and Resources as well as normal Animals.
Drakon smiled. Foolish humans, they have destroyed there own world and also created the Hybrids in the fires of doom and now they hoped they could come and claim back was no longer belonged to them? Well they had to fight for it that was sure cause the Hybrids in New York and all over the world won't accept to be simply driven away from what they now call there Home.
With that he got up slowly and stretched himself out. Drakon was a Dragon Class Hybrid. Black Scales covert in red stripes, powerful bodies build with a crimson red chest and also long red hair that runs down until it reached his tail base made him an easy to remember Person. He stands around 2,04m tall and got a scar on his left eye, crossing it but don't destroying the eye itself. His eyes where special, they always seem to glow in dark red with the typical dragon iris in them but in combat it changes and they start to glow hot red showing his rage and anger.
The Humans used to call a Hybrid with Drakons ability's a class A-2 Hybrid. What means that he got Wings, powerful and strong as well as a natural elemental attack: Fire.
That was what the Humans feared the most, those natural superpowers few Hybrids posses. In Drakons case it was the ability to spit Fireballs and breathe a constant cone of flames as well as a huge resistance against fire. The negative point of these powers was that they consume his own life force. It could kill him to use that power to much in combat and so he got himself a nice pair of Desert Eagles with enough Ammo for the first time.
The clothes he wears where more or less what he has found in the ruins of the city and a military outpost. Black pants with Leg Protectors over them, a pair of magnet holster to allow safe transport of his guns, a normal black leather belt and a simple white shirt with a red biohazard sign on it. Over the shirt he wears an open black combat vest and his hand and arms are covert by fingerless hardliner gloves and arm protectors.
No one really knows where Drakon came from or what he seeks here in Old New York but then again the most also didn't want to ask him cause even for Hybrids he was a fearsome Warrior and respected Soul.
"Drakon, hey!" he heard a voice behind him and turned slowly to see a young hybrid coming over to him, a small fox boy dressed in just some old pants.
"What is it Xen?" the draconian asked in gentle voice while crouching down and smiling to the kid.
"Mom says they have left the city! You wanted me to tell you right Drakon?" the kid spoke and smiled to him while he nods slowly.
"Good, then let's start our little surprise..." he says and got up again.
"You stay here Xen, I'm back soon so don't fear."
With those words Drakon checked his guns and left the small ruin of what once was a little store in china town to walk over to his vehicle, a black colored Humvee that he found on the military Outpost where he also got Guns and Protectors.
Starting the Engine he nods slowly to himself and looked back to the Kid that was standing in the Doorway, those Hybrids needed food and Drakon would get them what they needed. Today it was time for the Humans to pay for what they have done with mother Gaia. Once more the Wasteland Warrior was heading out for combat....