Clash of the Titans (Drago, it is finally time...)

OOC: Drago, Tokumaru Awaits…… (NOTE: ~ ~ ~ means flashback sequence is starting/closing)

BiC: It felt good to leave the Dome for once. The crisp autumn air felt good on the samurai’s face; a feeling he had longed a for what seemed like an age. Tokumaru was enjoying his vacation, and his life seemed perfect. But yet, the simple force that tied him in with all of the other characters he had met: the demon lord, Naoru, seemed to be weakening. He himself hadn’t seen the demon in over a decade, ever since he and Drago Universi sealed him into the sacred Aliyuras stone.

“Hmm…” said Tokumaru softly, “I wonder if Drago knows that Naoru has escaped…”

As night approached, Tokumaru lay down on the soft, leafy ground and entered a dream. This dream had to be very important to him, seeing as how he was remembering the days after the sealing of Naoru, ten years ago…

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“Drago,” Said Tokumaru solemnly, holding his bloody red arm with a grimace, “the seal wont hold forever, my friend.

The Dragon looked at his companion in disgust. “Whatever, mortal. You who stand at the path I chose not to follow (OOC:, ß Little Mithos Yggdrasill quote there), how you could be bludgeoned up by so horridly by such a weakling like Naoru is pitiful.”

Tokumaru stared at his companion with the same face, and laid down on the ground in exhaustion. “Drago…” he muttered in his last breaths of consciousness, “You’re right… Nearly loosing my life to Naoru was foolish. But… Why are you so mad at me? We… we did it, right?”

Drago sheathed the mighty Dragonic Edge, and turned away, keeping his head faced towards the samurai. “Mortal… You do not understand, then… more then likely, you never will. Farewell wielder of the Firestorm. May our paths not cross again. I fear that…” The Dragon turned completely around and walked off, his tail flapping gently along with his motions. In slight earshot, he spoke his final words to Tokumaru: “I fear that… if we meet again… You won’t survive the encounter. Goodbye…”

~ ~ ~

Tokumaru awoke instantly. The dead silence of the forest was all around him, and he felt a dark aura approaching quite quickly. Slowly standing up, he unsheathed his brilliantly glowing Hinotama, prepared for battle. The trees rustled uncontrollably, and Tokumaru could now easily read the aura’s signature trail: It was coming close, fast, and……… It was quite familiar.

Soon, a dark light appeared in the trees. “So…” it said, “Tokumaru-san, you know I am here.”

Tokumaru looked at the dark aura fiercely, and held out his hand. The scar on his arm began to glow. “Heh, looks like I’ll be able to retrain my fire powers on you, dragon. Flames of Destruction!” Instantly, a plume of flames shot from Tokumaru’s hand, and the dark aura in the trees fell to the ground, revealing a Dragonic Warrior incased in steel armor.

The Dragon walked forward carefully, and unsheathed an all too familiar sword from his waist. “New orders, Tokumaru…” he said, “My destiny has been paved for me. The Dragon Overlord will have your head!”

Tokumaru was taken aback, but nonetheless, he summoned the cyclone of flames around his sword and prepared for the most monumental battle he would ever have.

OOC: Bring it, man!

OoC: Let the battle of Titans begin!

BiC: Drago stared at Tokumaru with hatred. He shifted uneasily at the sight of the cyclone, but kept his ground.

"So I've found you at last Tokumaru..." Drago whispered to his former companion.

"What are you here for Drago?" Tokumaru asked Drago not wanting to hear the answer.

"What does it look like?! I have speacil orders for you to sleep and never wake up!" Drago yelled as he glared at Tokumaru.

Tokumaru really didn't wish to fight Drago, but from the look of things he didn't have much choice. He ran at Drago with astonishing speed, but Drago was also very fast.

Drago dodged and swung his sword towards Tokumaru. Tokumaru was able to bring his sword up to block the dragon's attack. Black sparks flew when the swords clashed.

"Flames of Destruction!" Yelled Tokumaru as the flame flew at Drago.

"Hand of Chaos!" Roared Drago as a black beam fired from his hand and canceled out the flame.

"That was stronger than last time..." Tokumaru whispered.

"My powers over Darkness have grown quite well thanks to someone.

Something seemed to flash at that sentence, but Tokumaru ignored it. The warriors stared at each other.

"I guess it's time to show off my new weapon!" Drago said as he reached behind him.

"Other... weapon?" Tokumaru whispered as Drago grinned.

Drago lashed out a large whip with a powerful aura.

Just great! Tokumaru thought as Drago snapped the whip right at his head.

OoC: Let's do this!

OOC: Oh, snap, you’ve brought out the whip…. Ay….

BiC: The whip flowed through the air as if it had a mind of its own. The chaotic aura that emitted from it scared Tokumaru deep inside, and although Tokumaru’s face was of a determined man, the child within him cowered in fear. “This feeling…” the samurai’s thoughts raced, “This whip seems to be bringing out my worst fears… Drago… Have you truly crossed the border to the side of evil?!?”

“Tch,” yelled Drago, “the Hinotama is indeed a powerful weapon, but at the face of such a demonic warrior as I, what do you know?”

Tokumaru looked down in dismay. Drago was his greatest friend at one time, but is this what had become of him? The samurai lifted his face and stared into Drago’s soul with the eyes of a true hitokiri, a path he hadn’t assumed for more than a year. “You…” he said softly, “you do know that Naoru has escaped, correct?”

Drago slashed his whip aimlessly on the ground and laughed. “Foolish, Tokumaru. The air has been heavier and more demonic ever since the day he escaped, or rather, ever since I let him free.”

Those words crossed Tokumaru’s ears, and his soul snapped in two. “Wh, what are you talking about, Drago?!?” He said, thunderstruck, “We… We sealed him in the Aliyuras to protect the citizens of the Universe, and you let him free?!?”

Drago nodded insidiously.

Tokumaru’s rage fluctuated rapidly, and the cyclone around his sword increased in magnitude. “D.. Damn you! You aren’t Drago! You… You’re not the Hero of Yore I knew!!!” In one swift move, Tokumaru split into two; he and his doppelganger were apart again. “Sôryûsen Ryû!”

As the two samurai rushed in, Drago unsheathed the Dragonic Edge, prepared to kill his former companion.

OOC: Ok, you can post more if you wish, I shan’t be posting more tonight, because it’s 11:00. (I have stuff to do in school tomorrow, I need my shut-eye.) Tomorrow I will post, though.

Drago waited for Tokumaru's ganger (it's just for short) and laughed to himself. As soon as the ganger got to him, Drago lept high up in the air and slashed his whip at the ganger. It seemed to groan in pain as the whip circled around it and cut it. Drago then smashed the ganger to the side with a blow from the hilt of his sword.

"If that's all you got Tokumaru, you won't come out alive. Now time to meet an old friend!" Drago yelled.

His hand began to glow black as a void opened. Tokumaru took a step back as the void opened by a large amount. He heard a terrifying roar from the void that would have sent a normal mortal running, of course Tokumaru wasn't normal on the other hand.

Tokumaru felt his heart drop when Drago's strongest beast, Apocalypse, rose from the void. Drago sealed the void and laughed as Tokumaru stared at Apocalypse. The dragon's power had swollen to huge amounts.

"No... it can't be..." Whispered Tokumaru as Drago jumped on his ancient beast.

"Prepare to die... friend..." Drago said whispering the last part.