I'm actually writing this for the Neopian Times (Kudos to those who knows what it actually means) (X.X) This is a neopian-based fic. (duh!) And my second story ever written. Hope you enjoy it. Well, here goes nothing!
Forgotten Heroes: Legend Of Dragodell
Once, there was a great war between the Draiks and Krawks. Both species wanted to defeat each other, believing that they were stronger than the latter. Years of chaos followed in this legendary dragon war between the two, which lasted for years, until a creature came out. It was a fusion of a Fire Krawk and a Maraquan Draik. It had intense fiery eyes, webbed wings and ears, a snout like any other Krawk or Draik, a pair of talons, and perhaps the most noticeable thing was its scythe-like blade at the end of its tail, and the flames that looked alive on his skin. The creature’s name… was Dragodell. It then used its power and stopped the two species from fighting each other, but at a cost. It sacrificed its life in the end. Now, legends say that he became a precious gem, hidden away in the deep earth, and the legend would only be revived once again by a person with a pure heart…
Hundreds of years had passed since the great dragon war. The two species have all forgotten about the past and about the legend that surrounded the two, only knowing that the legendary Dragodell was a weapon of ultimate power, and that whichever species who acquires it would be the greater on. And so sadly, chaos is broken loose once again as the Draiks and Krawks fight each other once again to be stronger then the latter, and also to obtain the uncovered gem of Dragodell, which the Draiks have obtained. But even during the war, there was a Krawk and Draik couple whose mother gave birth, to their horror, a pair of twins consisting of Krawk and a Draik! Fearing for their safety, the two took separate ways. The mother took the Draik, while the father took the Krawk. But before going off, they gave them their names. The Krawk was named Lucied Elemental, while the Draik was called… Lucifer Elemental.
Thirteen years later…
“Lucifer! Wait up!!!” shouted someone from behind a Maraquan Draik.
The Draik in question was rather thin and tall for his age. His skin glittered under the sun as he struggled to walk on land. One of the few Maraquan species that was actually able to walk on land, it was rather annoying. This Maraquan Draik was Lucifer Elemental. Lucifer turned his head and looked at the Red Draik who was rushing towards him, knocking the other Draiks in the process and had gone into a long chant of ‘Sorry’ to each Draik he had tipped over during his tedious process of chasing Lucifer. After a while, the Red Draik finally caught up to him.
“LUCIFER!” he shouted.
“Really, Kortez, haven’t you heard of the phrase ‘Flap your wings and fly’?” commented Lucifer as a reply, raising an eyebrow to the worn-out Red Draik.
“Well, I don’t really favor heights, but… anyway, do you remember what today is?” Kortez asked Lucifer, who merely shrugged in reply.
“It’s the Knighting ceremony of your father! How could you, of all Neopians, forget such an important event?” demanded Kortez, glaring at him.
“Alright, alright, I do remember it. Is that better now?” asked a half-hearted Lucifer, glancing at Kortez with a pair of tired eyes, worn out after a day of reading, writing and yapping teachers at Neoschool.
Kortez did not reply, but flew away. Lucifer stared at the fading red dot that was Kortez. After he left, Lucifer sighed. Kortez was really such a worrywart. Turning back, Lucifer trudged back home.
“Father, I’m home!” shouted Lucifer as he opened the door of his house.
The house was lavishly furnished, with tiger couches and a couple of jelly cushions lying around the living room here and there. There was also a nice fireplace at the corner for chilly days, and a beautiful Zen Table for Lucifer and his father to do their work. Closing the door, Lucifer then proceeded to the bathroom, equipped with a lovely Disco bath, sink, toilet, a pair of Royal Oak bathroom cabinets and some dividers to brighten up the otherwise dull bathroom. He then washed himself and brushed his scales, and entered his bedroom.
His bedroom was decorated with a couple of cupboards, a nice Tiger Table, some Tiger couches and Bean bags by the brick Fireplace, and a Tiger Bed to top it off. He went up to his bed, where an old and ragged teddy bear sat. Its fur was chocolate brown in colour, with a red shirt and blue overalls as an outfit. Many patches were seen on the bear and clothing, showing that the stuffed bear had been kept for a long time now.
Lucifer picked up the stuffed toy, and hugged it tightly. That stuffed bear was the only memento of his mother, who his father said had died when she gave birth to him, and her body was burned, so she did not have a grave. The bear was hand sewn by her when she was still alive. Lucifer was, of course, saddened by the fact that his never knew his mother, but then again, he was luckier than others who were made orphans by the war that had started since who knows when. He stared into the bear’s beady eyes.
“Teddy, I promise you that I will come back after the ceremony,” he whispered gently to the silent toy, then put him back on the bed and left the room.
He then headed back down to the living room at top speed. His father, a tall, strong and handsome Fire Draik who had slain many Krawks in the last battle that had earned him the Knighting Ceremony, was waiting for him there.
“Ah, there you are, Lucifer,” he said and held back a chuckle as Lucifer tripped at the last step and fell snout-first onto the floor.
“Ow…” muttered Lucifer as he got up on three paws, with the last one gingerly touching his painful snout.
“Well, we should get going now,” said Lucifer’s father, grinning a little. Lucifer eagerly nodded, immediately forgetting all about the pain on his snout.
“We’re going to the Cathedral of Dragodell, Lucifer, where I will be knighted,” informed Lucifer’s father as he opened the door.
Lucifer gasped. He had heard tales of the legendary dragon, Dragodell, from the local storyteller in the village. He knew that the legendary Dragodell was a powerful being that could destroy anything and everything, and that the gem that his soul resided in was held in that cathedral, thus that building was named after him.
“Then…let’s go!” exclaimed Lucifer with a big grin as he stepped out of the house.
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