Title: Return of the Warrior Dragons
Co Authors: none
Genre: Action/Adventure/Humor and a tad bit of romance(a small amount)
Summary: When an old friend of the Penn's returns form "Tannis the Wise" Acdemy in the Blue Draconium Empiror. Cyle finds her second in command is missing, her tecnition is still injured, and everyone seporated. She meets some new friends, and allys. What she doesn't know is her sponcer as a suprise up his sleeve that can endranger her and her friends.
Main Characters: Cyle, Sai, Warrior Dragon crew, Moordryd, Dragon Eyes.
Pairings:CylexMoordryd
Rating:pg
Warnings: none that I can think of.
Word count: so far 15,667
No. of Chaps.: uh right now 1 more coming.
Complete/WIP:WIP
Concrit: not encouraged unless very very very very important
Mary-Sue/Mart-Sue(I think that's right): yes Warrior Dragon crew and dragons.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Booster, I only own the Warror Dragon crew and their dragons.
A/N: Here's my first Fanfic, so please be nice. I hope you all like it.

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It all started during a morning warm up, for Moordryd and his crew the Dragon Eyes. As always his father, Word is up in his Citadel working on gear and plans to destroy the Dragon Booster.

Durring these usual daily runs from the Dragon Eyes. A new girl was in Dragon-City, her name is Cyle (Ki-lee). Her dragon's name is Sai(as in dagger). Sai is a black draconium dragon, with a hint of gold in him. He as a hair like fin that covers his right eye, his left eye is blue.

The date is the mounth of July also known as "The Rut" season as in the time dragons lay eggs. Cyle isn't a big fan of this season, cause all the noice, but she does love dragons exspecailly hatchlings.

"Drac!" Cyle gasped as she was watching the races. "That black draconium racer is tuff!" Sai moaned at the sight.
"What?"
He shook his head.
"Don't tell me you're jealous."
While Cyle waited for an answer she was also watching the race. All the racers were crashing, thanks to Moordryd.
"MOORDRYD WINS THE RACE." announced Race Marshal Budge.
"And the crowd goes wild." Cyle giggled. She looked at the stands where the VIPs sat and saw this man with a wide grin stand up and leave to the tent area.
"Well done Moordryd." Said Word. "You finally won a race."
Later.
Cyle looked up into the sky and saw the two moons, Abandonn and Drakkus. Abandonn was a blueish gray color and Drakkus was a reddish color.
"I wonder who the black racer is." Cyle sighed.

"Well done Moordryd, you finally won a race." Moordryd mocked. "He could show more support."
"Nice race today, Moordryd." commented Cain.
The Next Day. At the Race.
"Welcome one and all. Today we have a new racer and her name is Cyle. Give her a warm welcome." Hollered Race Marshal Budge.
"Thank you." Said Cyle from behind her helment.
Moordryd was to busy talking to Cain on the comm. link, to notice Cyle right beside him.
"Break a leg." Cain told Kitt when he finished chatting with Moordryd.
Kitt looked at Cain and said. "Try not to."
"What?"
The bell dinged twice, than the gates flew open. The dragons raced off like a yellow-bellied newt being scared half to dealth.
"And they're off." Hollered Race Mashal Budge. "Moordryd has the lead for now."

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This is all I'm doing for today my fingers hurt and my necks sore. So tell me what you think so far.

Is this the same fic as on FF.Net, published 7/4/07? If so, your fingers can't hurt so much from pressing Ctrl + C to copy out the first part of it. :P I'm glad the text isn't centred any more, though; it's much easier to read. Watch your grammar and spelling.

Yeah it's the same story, but I'm typing it out(for some reason I do not know) I guess I could copy and paste. Heh... and uncenter the font. I just think it's a little easier to type a story with centered font, but if it's easier for others to read I guess I should change it.

chapter 2's up.



ON THE TRACK

While Moordryd raced ahead Cyle was back fighting Wulph and Cain.
"Hey." screamed Cyle
"This is a race, people play unfair, get use to it." Scolded Cain.
Wulph swung his jakk-stick in the air to hit Cyle in the head, but she jumped in the air with a mag stream from Sai.
"What?" yelped Wulph.
Cyle gathered mag energy from the mag stream to form a ball of energy; she than chucked the ball down at Wulph and Cain hit the ground right between them.
Moordryd heard a scream come from Cain. He glanced over his shoulder. "What, a mag blast?" Moordryd took out an amulet that looks like a Dragon Eye. Glowing inhuman eyes glowed from the amulet. "Armageddon, how many people can do the mag blast?"
"Not many, my student not many. But this child does seem different." said Armageddon.
"What do you mean different?"
"Her and her dragons energy and minds seem almost connected."
"Connected?"
"Yes, their energy appears to be normal like every racer around you."
"But it’s not normal, is it?"
"No, it is like the Dragon Boosters and yours."

"Wow, she's really good." Artha said amazed.
"Yeah, you know she kind of looks farmiler. "Kitt sighed. "Hero boy, we're still racing pay attention."
"Uh, sorry." Artha said still staring at Cyle.

"Cyle, has jumped ahead to second place." Race Marshal Budge seemed very happy with today’s race.
The racers were almost at the finish line. Cyle was starting to scrape Moordryd's scales, by being right next to him for most of the race. Moordryd was to busy watching the track and thinking of a plan for him to notice Cyle pulling out an energy whip and striking him with it, draining more than half of his and Decepshun’s energy. Decepshun crashed with a thud on the ground and sliding into the side of the track tossing her rider off. Kitt passed Moordryd, but to her surprise Cyle let her pass.
"Kitt won the race followed by Cyle." screamed Race Marshal Budge.
" Why did you let me pass you?" Kitt questioned.
"It's just my style." Cyle shrugged off the stares of the other racers.

Cyle looked up and to her surprise she saw an old friend and her old sponcer. Her old sponcer stood up and left to the talk to some racers. Her old friend on the other hand stood up and walked down to the tent areas and walked straight into a tent that had a star like figure panted on to it. Cyle sneaked over to the tent.
"Hey anyone in here?" Cyle said softly, even though she didn't need to ask already knowing people were in there.
"Yeah come in." Kitt said.
Cyle poked her head in to see everyone in there.
"Cyle, what are you doing back in Dragon City?" Conner asked very surprised.
"I graduated early and decide to come back here." Explained Cyle
"Graduated, from where?" Parm blinked.
"You wouldn't know of it it's out of Dragon City, the academy has classes to help you and your dragon to work as one, energy control, balance your mag energy, and my favorite class learning to communicate with your dragon through your minds. Oh Yeah, and fighting with your dragon better. This academy would be a good place for the Dragon Booster to go. Kitt you'd probably like it to it has a lot of racing. They teach you all the bone-marks and ways to spot them when their hidden. How to sense dangerous draconinum near you. The academy is named after a famous "Dragon Priest" Tannis the wise. According to the Academy leader he was one of the most drac and wisest of all the "priest". "As Cyle explained all this she flung her arms all over the place and the whole time she had a huge grin on her face.
*Same old Cyle. Always proud to tell what she knows. *Conner thought with a wide smile.
Cyle took a deep breath then let it out. "It's great to see you again Conner!"
"Nice to see you too!" Conner returned.
"Wait, you know each other?" jolted Artha.
"Yes, Artha, I breaded Cyle's dragon.”
"Yep." Cyle shook her head up and down.

IN THE DRAGON EYES TENT
"Who was that? I can't believe I lost another race." barked Moordryd angry.
"I can." said a voice walking into the tent, Word Paynn.
Cain yelped and jumped behind Moordryd who just stood there.
"Father, what are you doing here?" Moordryds question seemed pointless to his father.
Word didn't bother answering, but instead asked another question. "What happened out there, Moordryd."
"Well, he didn't win." Cain said at the wrong time. Moordryd shot a glare at him, so he sprinted off like a yellow-bellied newt.
"Look, father, that new racer is strong and skilled like she'd done this type of stuff before. "Moordryd bellowed.
"Because she has, my son, you see I used to sponcer her." Word said pacing.
"You used to sponcer her?"
"Did I stutter?"
"No, but who is she?"
"You will learn in time." Word said walking out of the tent.

AT PENN STABLES
Conner, Kitt, Lance, Artha, Parm, Cyle, and the dragons went to Penn stables, when they got there Cyle asked,
"Conner, do you mind watching Sai for a while I want to go visit some old friends." Cyle mouthed her last words to Conner. "At the Down City Council."
"Sure, it'll be drac taking care of him agian!" Conner smiled with glee.

DOWN CITY COUNCLE
Phistist (leader of the Grip of the Dragons) was banging his gigantic hammer on the table yelling "ORDER, ORDER."
"We need order out there, not in here." called Phyrra(leader of the Dragon Flares).
"What we need is to stop this insane plan of a dragon-human war." barked Wulph(leader of the Army of the Dragons).
"What you leaders need to do is start doing and stop saying." Cyle moaned loudly.
"Cyle?" Phistist whispered.
"Cyle's back?" Marianis(leader of the Dragon Fish) squirmed.
"Is that Cyle the leader of the once Warrior Dragons?" Vociferous (leader of the Voice of the Dragon crew) gasped not recognizing his enemy.
"Who's Cyle?" Moordryd said turning around to find a teenage girl, with gray eyes, wearing a black and dark purple racing outfit and jacket with a simple that look like a dragon head with the letters W and D behind it. "And who are the Warrior Dragons?"
"Please quit staring, it's drac to see you all again and meet some of you." Cyle said calmly but staring at Moordryd.
*Why is she staring at me? *Moordryd thought with a confused look on his face that Cain saw which made him smirk.
"Moordryd likes the new girl, Moordryd likes the new girl." Cain sang in a whispering voice to Rancidd, Blarre, Swayy, and Vizz.
Moordryd just barely heard this and yelled. "I DO NOT." Everyone heard this and gave a curious look. "Er, uh." Moordryd stuttered trying to think of an accuse for his out burst.
"Come on, Moordryd you got some thing to say, say it." Phyrra tormented almost making Moordryd attack.
"Just forget I said a word."
"Can do." Cain mumbled.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY, YOU YELLOW BELLIED NEWT?" Moordryd shouted in anger, everyone backed up being sure to stay out of the angry Dragon Eye's leader's way.
"Nothing."
"You said something and I want to know what, NOW."
Cyle was staring with interest and excitement, she loved watching fights and her favorite type is when the leaders of the crews were in it.
"Moordryd calm down, save it for later." suggested Vizz.
"NO." Moordryd squeaked and the sound of his voice squeak all most made everyone laugh, but they held it in 'cause they didn't want to anger him any more.
Phistist almost stepped in until he saw Wulph and Phyrra grabbed Moordryds arms and holds him back from attacking Cain.
"LET ME GO." Moordryd squirmed.
"Not ‘til you calm down." Wulph said harshly trying to keep a grip on Moordryd.
"Hey hey, let him go." Cyle smirked. Every crew leader stared at her suprised. "A lieutenant should respect its leader. If not he/she should be taught a lesson." Cyle sounded like Wulph.
With that they let him go. Moordryd still angry realized everyone staring at, some ready to break up the fight if it gets to bad, others bepared to get DCS(Dragon City Sercirity), and Cain ready to run for his life. Moordryd decided to leave the talk for later and with that he left leaving them all in shock, but mostly Cain.
"Well, that was no fun." joked Cyle.
"What brings the goof back?" Phistist questioned.
"Well, I graduated early, and decide to come back. What of my old crew? Kartr?"
"W-well the la-last time we saw, Kartr he-he was in the Ol-d City figh-ting off the Ma-Mahorta and Pro-phets." Wulph had to force the words out, and to Cyle he looked like he was about to start crying.
"WHAT, WHAT WAS HE DOING DOWN THERE?" Cyle yelled so loud some people had to cover their ears.
"No one knows. Some say he was so upset he was going to give himself up to the first thing that attacked him." Phyrra said.
"Others say that Word told him to find something down there." Khatta sighed.
"SCALES, I AM GOING TO FIND PAYNN AND....." Cyle swore.
"Fighting is not the answer especially with Word Paynn." inturupted Marianis. "Besides there is no need. I heard that Kartr survived."
"What?" all the crew leaders looked shocked except for Marianis.

LATER
STILL AT THE DOWN CITY COUNCLE
Moordryd strolled back into the Council room, he was surprised when he saw no one there except for his crew playing Go Dragon (Go Fish) and talking about their stealing rounds today. They were too busy to notice him walk be hind Cain who was sitting on the table, and push him off.
"AHHHHHH." Cain screamed.
Moordryd laughed sinisterly and everyone except Cain joined in. Vizz was very happy because when Moordryd knocked Cain off the table Cain dropped all of his cards in front of him. So now he knew what Cain had.

BACK AT PENN STABLES
Cyle sneaked into Sai's stall. "Drac boy how are you?"
Sai nodded his head up and down to respond.
"You're back awfully late." Conner said.
"AH, you spooked me." chuckled Cyle.
"Anything interesting happen tonight?"
"Well the Dragon Eye leader almost got in a fight with his leutenit and I found out Kartr is missing."
"Oh."
"It's nothing I'm going to look for him in two days."
"Well, good luck!"
"Thanks."
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I love the Down City Council parts. :D
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Its really good funny at times and really awesome. You're story is a good one keep it up! :)

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THE NEXT MOURNING AROUND 4:OO A.M.
AT THE DRAGON EYE COMMPOND.
"You think Moordryd forgot about yesterday?" asked Swayy.
"I don't know, why did he get so mad anyway?" Rancidd asked confused.
"Maybe he had a bad day."
"He always has bad days." pointed out Cain.
"Especially when Word scolds and we have to listen to him complain." said Blarre.
"Yeah." agread Vizz, even though he didn't hear most of the conversation 'cause he was to busy fiddling with gear.
"Do you even know who we're talking about?" jumped Swayy, Rancidd, Cain, and Blarre.
"Yep, Moordryd."
Moordryd heard every word said by his crew and sighed. He was just about to storm in and tell them to get ready for an early shopping spree (stealing round). Instead he stepped lightly about to walk in and tell them, but turned and quietly walked back to his room. Cain heard Moordryd sigh and just about told everyone to get ready, but said instead." Moordryd heard every word." The others looked at him in disbelief.
"You’re just trying to suck up to Moordryd so if he ever hears about this you could just say ‘I tried to stop them really’." Blarre blustered out.
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Shut up you sound like childern." Vizz yelled looking up from his gear very annoyed.
Cain decided to see if Moordryd was all right. Moordryd was laying face down on his bed.
"You ok, Moordryd." Cain asked. Moordryd didn't answer so Cain left.
A few minutes later Moordryd came storming in to the room where the Dragon Eye crew was hanging out." Get ready. We're going on an early shopping spree."
Everyone jumped up and raced out to get ready.

AT DRAGON CITY MALL
“Take whatever you wish.” Moordryd told the Dragon Eyes.
“Why are you being so nice?” Cain asked in concern.
“Who said I was being nice, maybe my father just needs more gear to work with.”
“Uh, Moordryd.”
“What?”
“Your father makes the gear.”
“Ugh, I meant we need the gear.”
“Ok, whatever.” Cain looking slightly away from Moordryd. ” We know you heard us.”
“What are you talking about?”
“MOORDRYD, THE THE DRAGON BOOSTER.” Vizz yelled running past Cain and Moordryd pointing back at the Dragon Booster.
“A little early for shopping, Paynn.” Said Artha(The Dragon Booster).
“I’ll be right back. Distract the Dragon Blunder.” Moordryd whispered to Cain before running off.
“Where’s Moordryd going?” Asked Swayy stopping next to Cain.
“He said he will be back. Just help me distract the Dragon Boo Boo. Cain ordered.
Moordryd ran out of everyone’s sight. “UNLEASH THE SHADOW.” Moordryd said as he put his Dragon Eye amulet in his gauntlet. A line of smoke started to spiral around him as it did his body started to get covered in black ancient armor, turning him into the Shadow Booster. Shadow Booster dodged around the corner pulling out his jakk-stick and yelling. “Back off Dragon Booster.”
“CAIN, you said Moordryd would be right back, but instead the Shadow Booster comes?” Swayy barks.
“Yeah right, let’s get out of here before we become part of this.” Cain said not looking at Swayy.
Cain and Swayy darted by the Shadow Booster. Before Cain past the Shadow Booster he told him. “Be careful Moordryd. You come back all marked up every bodies going to asking questions.”
“I know.” Moordryd said slightly annoyed. After saying that Cain fled.
The Dragon Booster prepared to attack, but the Shadow Booster attacked first swinging his jakk-stick didn’t work so he gathered his dragon’s energy in his hands and fired mag claws at the Dragon Booster. Artha tried to block all but failed; he was knocked off of Beau, Artha hit the outside wall of a gear store. Before Artha could even try to get up Moordryd struck him with an energy drain(mag rip). Moordryd laughed sinisterly while Artha screamed in pain. Parm, Lance, and Kitt peaked around a corner.
“Oh no, Artha’s in trouble we need to do something.” Kitt cried.
“Here’s the plan….” Before Parm could finish Kitt ran out on Wyldfyr.
“Get away from him.” Kitt yelled at the Shadow Booster and reversed her Thrusting gear making it fire flames at the Shadow Booster.
“AH.” Moordryd shouted turning around and running off.
When Moordryd was out of site he removed the amulet, taking off the armor. Moordryd didn’t realize but he had burn marks on his sleeve.

BACK AT THE DRAGON EYE COMPOND.
When Moordryd returned, his crew and him had a little celebration. Afterwards they all just hung out doing whatever they wish. Cain, Vizz, and Rancidd started another game of Go Dragon, while Blarre and Swayy talked about girl things and Moordryd just lazed on the couch. Vizz looked around for a minute to see what everyone was doing when he looked at Moordryd and he saw little burn marks.
“Moordryd, what happened to your arm?” Vizz asked surprising everyone.
“What?” Moordryd looked confused.
“Your arm, it has burn marks on it.”
Cain looked up and at Moordryd's arm, and frowned. Moordryd looked at his arm and saw the marks.
“I don’t know what happened.” Moordryd lied.
*Great going Moordryd. Now everyone will find out you secret. * Cain thought
“Moordryd we all know your lying.” Blarre glared.
“I am not lying.” Moordryd said childish.
“Oh please.”
“Just give up and tell us what’s going on.” Commanded Rancidd.
“I just remembered my father wanted to see.” Moordryd dashed for the door, but he didn’t make it thanks to Swayy and Rancidd tripping him. ”HEY.”
“Now tell us what’s going on.” Rancidd commanded again.
“NO.”
“Why not?” Swayy barked the question.
“Because.”
“Because why?” all of them except for Cain asked.
“Just leave him alone.” Cain protested.
“WHAT?” Everyone jumped.
“We’ve all had a rough day, so let’s just forget this, ok.”
“NO, I want to know what Moordryd has been keeping a secret from us, but you and him are such good friends you probably already know.” This was the first Vizz had ever shouted in anger and been rude to Cain and Moordryd. He was usually the nicest member to the Dragon Eyes. Swayy and Rancidd were holding Moordryd down so he couldn’t get up and try running off again.
Moordryd thought for a minute.* Should I, they are my friends. Can I trust them? What if they let my secret out? How would I get away from the mob of people that would be chasing me if the city found out? What would my father do? Would he be proud of me? Or would he try to control me for my power? Can I trust them? Can I trust my crew?* These questions repeated in his mind like echoing in a cave. Moordryd finally asked. “Can I trust you, all of you?”

BACK AT PENN STABLES.
“Where did you guys rush off to so early in the mourning, non of the stores are open yet.” Cyle seemed very curios.
“Just a mourning run.” Kitt said trying to keep from giving them away.
“We can trust her, you four just tell her now or she’ll keep asking questions till you burst.” Conner encouraged making Cyle grin and nod her head in agreement.
“Are you sure, dad?” Artha asked. Conner nodded his head. “Ok, well I’m the Dragon Booster.”
Cyle tried not to but she couldn’t help but laugh she was laughing so hard when she talked she laughed between every word. “You Artha Penn the Dragon Booster. Last I saw you, you always used to say that.”
“Excuse me but have we met before?”
“Yeah you don’t remember the girl with white hair that used to always laugh when you and Parm got in fights over who was going to play the Dragon Booster.”
“I remember you.” Parm said folding his arms. “You use to encourage Artha to hold me down and let spit drop onto me.”
Cyle giggled.
“Yeah, but then she’d let you scream as hard as you could in my ear. Speaking of which I can still hear it in my ears.” Artha said.
Cyle giggled harder and Kitt, Lance and Conner joined her.
When they stopped, Cyle said. “ If you want me to believe you than give me some proof.”
Artha than graded his amulet and yelled “REALSE THE DRAGON” and slammed the amulet onto the gauntlet. A Gold mag stream spiraled around him covering him in Gold and Blue armor.
Cyles eyes shot open and her mouth dropped. She them said “I do believe you, so does that mean I could possibly help out once in a while?”
“Sure why not?” Artha agreed.
“Oh yeah, before I forget could you possibly come and help me find a friend and an old crew member of mine?”
“When?” Lance asked.
“Tomorrow.”
Before Artha could say anything about the race Conner butted in. “Artha, you skip the race and help Cyle. That way Cyle can teach you the things you need and maybe even train you.”
“Alright can do.” Artha was very excited to soon be able to do new techniques on the Shadow Booster.

AT WORDS CITADEL.
“Where is my idiot of a son, Moordryd?” Word asked himself flipping through his cameras around all of Dragon City. Word was getting very angry and decided to send some of his Wraith Dragons to Moordryds compound. The Wraiths tried every door, but couldn’t get in. Word didn’t give up he kept trying and trying but failed and failed. Word tried contacting Moordryd through the communicator, but that fail to. “ So you decided to play stubborn with me well I can play at that game as well, well I guess my Wraiths will just have to wait for you to give up.” Word said sort of pleased and sort of mad at his son.

BACK AT THE DRAGON EYES COMPOUND.
THAT NIGHT.
“Duh, you can trust us.” Rancidd jolted. “With what?”
“My secret.” Moordryd barked.
“Just tell us already.” Jumped Blarre.
Cain decided to just lay there on his back and wait for the reactions of the crew. Moordryd was still having second thoughts about this.
“Before I tell you, will you two get off of me?” Moordryd squeaked.
“No.” Yelled Swayy and Rancidd.
“Why?”
“Because you might try and run away again.” Said Rancidd
“JUST TELL US ALREADY.” Hollered Vizz.
“Okay, I’ll make it short. I am the Shadow Booster.” Moordryd said.
Everyone roared in laughter. “Yeah and I am the Dragon Booster.” Rancidd said sarcastically.
“If you get off of him he could show you.” Cain suggested.
“Why not, I’d love to see this.” Swayy giggled getting off of Moordryd. Rancidd did the same.
Moordryd stumbled up and took the amulet and put it into the gauntlet while yelling, “UNLEASH THE SHADOW.” Black smoke spiraled around him covering him in Black and Dark Purple armor.
“He is the Shadow Booster.” Vizz said believing.
“No way.” Blarre gasped.
“Now do you believe me?” Moordryd asked.
The crew nodded their heads in agreement. Moordryd was satisfied and yanked off the amulet.
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THE NEXT DAY
AT PENN STABLES.
“You ready to go?” Cyle asked Artha who was slowly shifting himself to Beau.
“Yeah.” Artha yawned.
“Drac.”
“Remember you two, it’s dangerous in the old city so be safe and stay together.” Conner reminded.
“I know.” Artha and Cyle responded at the same time.
“According to my calculations if you leave in about 6o.44 seconds and move at racing speed taking fast runs through alleys and squires end you can reach Old City at night fall.” Parmon said.
“WHAT?” Artha shrugged.
“He means if we leave right now and move fast taking short cuts then we’ll reach Old City at night fall.” Cyle translated.
“Oh, but what short cuts?”
“Don’t worry I know plenty of ways to get down there and we need to make a quick pit stop down in Squires end.”
“Drac, let’s go.”
“Bye.” Everyone waved.

DOWN IN SQUIRES END
“Drac, what is this place?” Artha gasped.
“My old compound.” Cyle said staring forward. “Keep a look out there might be Wraith dragons or some of my old crew still here protecting the compound.”
“Alright.”
Cyle and Artha leaned forward comfortably in the saddles of their dragons, slowly walking to the entrance of the compound.
“What do you need?” Artha asked.
“Just some gear. Mainly black draconinum energy drain whip, white ero(flying gear) gear, red thrusting, white balance, green trapping and ramming, blue speed, and white rappelling gear.” Cyle replied using her fingers to count the gear she needed.
“That much gear, but how is Sai going to hold all that gear?”
“With the help of you and Beau. No dragon can hold all that gear at once, not even the Dragon of Legend.”
Cyle and Artha jumped off their dragons and walked into the stable with all the gear. The stable had exactly what they needed and more.
“You ready?” Cyles voice seemed to jump in excitement as she asked the question.
Artha nodded in response. Cyle literally almost jumped “Drac!”
Artha and Cyle raced off to the street that would take them to the Old City. On the way they heard people that sounded like Marianis and Dorsal.
“What do you mean you lost him?” The women’s voice sounded harsh and calm at the same time.
“Well he used a disrupter mine and then mag blasted me off my dragon.” The boy sounded scared.
Artha and Cyle turned the corner, finding Marianis and Dorsal. What’s going on?” Artha asked.
“Oh Artha and Cyle what are you doing, aren’t you both supposed to be racing?” Marianis seemed calmer than she was before.
“We’re going to look for Kartr.” Cyle stated.
“Ah.”
“So?” Artha asked determined to get an answer for his question.
“Well the Shadow Booster ganged up with the Dragon Eyes and stole some very important gear from the Dragon Flares while their racing.” Dorsal answered.
“With the Dragon Eyes?” Artha choked.
Dorsal and Marianis nodded with terrified eyes.
“Who is the Dragon Eyes and the Shadow Booster?” Cyle bounced in to the conversation.
“You really have been gone for along time, haven’t you? Artha tormented.
“Well I remember studying the Shadow Booster and I know that he existed, but I didn’t know he was back, I also knew about the old Dragon Eye Empire from five thousand years ago.” Cyle barked. “But who are they, who are they know?”
“The Dragon Eyes are led by the obnoxious Moordryd Paynn son of Word Paynn of Paynn inc. they steal from even the harmless little dragon owner or any store in their reach, feared by even the Dragon City Security they are reckless, will stop for nothing to get their way, and they are now working with the Shadow Booster.” Marianis explained.
“The Shadow Booster, is cruel, harsh, also reckless, and strong very strong. No one knows his true identity. I believe he’s working for Paynn, but he probably is working for his own pleasure. Did you know the original Shadow Booster helped the original Dragon Booster?” Dorsal said.
“He did?” Artha asked shocked.
“Yeah, he helped him in the war.” Cyle answered finally understanding everything.
“Drac.”
“You didn’t know that?” Dorsal asked surprised.
“No, before I started racing I spent most of my time working in the stables and playing Vidd-games.”
“That explains it.”
“What explains what?”
“Why you didn’t know really what you were doing the first time you raced.”
“DORSAL.” Marianis scolded.
“What I’m just speaking the truth.”
“I wasn’t that bad, was I?” Artha begged.
“Not really bad but not to good either.” Marianis said.
“Artha we should be going.” Cyle urged Sai to turn.
“Fine, Bye see you two later.” Artha waved.

Quite cool keep up the wrok Sai!

*crazy eyebrow look* Heeeeey, this fic is pretty cool! *bangs head* I CAN'T BELIEVE i didn't notice this on FF.net!
Update soon!

Thanks I'll update as soon as possible.

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THAT NIGHT
THE OLD CITY
“Scales, I don’t like this.” Artha complained. They had finally reached the old city and were searching for a cave or something to sleep in for the night.
“Will you quit complaining. We’ll be fine, anyhow you’re not going to sleep until you learn at least one mag move.” Cyles voice sounded different, like this quest was more serous than it seemed, like there was no fun in her life, like Moordryd usually acted, like his father, even like there was no tomorrow.
“You ok, you seem very determined.” Artha curiously asked.
“What do you expect, my best friend, my second in command is out here some where and I need to find him.” Cyle almost yelled.
Artha didn’t say anything he only followed Cyle to a cave that looked empty. When they reached the cave Cyle jumped off of Sai and smacked down a mat and a blanket. “Get your bed ready for later. Once you’ve done that I’ll start your training.” Cyle ordered. Artha did as he was told, when he finished Cyle threw off her jacket and walked out side with Sai, Artha, and Beau.
“Beau is not always going to be with you so you need to be able to use Mag moves with out him.” Cyle started.
“But how do I do that?” Artha smirked.
“Simple, Beau will give a little amount of his mag energy.” Cyle lifted her hand up slightly letting the energy glow in her hand. Cyle had thought she explained it well enough and was waiting for Artha to try it, but instead he just stared at her blankly. Cyle glanced at Artha. “You need to build up the energy yourself.”
“I still don’t get it.” Artha shook his head.
“Ugh, watch.” Cyle nodded at Sai and Sai started to glow a blackish purplish color. He magged a small amount of his mag energy to Cyle. Cyle gathered the energy and gave her energy into the ball of mag energy; her whole body began to glow the same color as Sai did. She lifted her hands and threw the mag claws as hard as she could.
“Drac.” Artha mouth dropped
Cyle looked at Artha strangely. “It is drac, but it’s also very dangerous and powerful.’
“Dangerous?”
“Yes, if you create too much energy it could kill you and someone else for instance your dragon.”
“How do I mix my energy with the mag energy?” Artha asked finally acting seriously.
“You concentrate, think about releasing the dragon and human energy as one.”
Artha did as he was told. It took him a few tries but he finally got it. After showing Cyle and Cyle explaining the rules of this power they both flopped down on their mats and fell into a relaxing night of sleep. Sai and Beau lay curled in a ball next to their riders.

THAT NIGHT WORDS CITADEL.
Word was still awake relaxing in his thrown like chair and humming a tune that sounded like dragons roaring and screeching in the mist of a war. While humming his tune, Word scanned the scanners watching his wraiths try and try to get into his son’s compound, but they all failed. At this time of night Dragon City was pretty quiet with out the roar of dragons and the news lady announcing what is going on in Dragon City. Crew leaders sleeping safely in their compounds or stables with their crew near by. DCS at their posts, almost everywhere in Dragon City except of course in Squires end. And finally Word in his Citadel watching Dragon City.
“What is he doing?” Word asked himself this question over and over again. Moordryd and his crew left for about two or three hours then came back and locked themselves safely in. Word was starting to get inpatient with his son; he was about to march down there personally and figure out what his son was doing he’d figure out one way or another.

DRAGON EYE COMPOUND.
“Vizz what are you doing, go to sleep.” Moordryd said sleepily.
“I’m working on Decepshun and Coershun gear.” Vizz replied. “And I’m not tired.”
Moordryd let his head just drop back down on the couch. Cain was sleeping on a table, Blarre underneath the table, Swayy in the chair next to the couch, Rancidd in the middle of the floor sound asleep, and the dragons sleeping next to their riders.

Great chapter Sai funny sleeping places too! Keep up the good work!

Thanks Deathshallcome. Here's the next chapp. oh and I'd like to thank Dragon Fanatic for offering to help me update my story THANK YOU.
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THE NEXT MOURNING
IN THE OLD CITY.
Cyle hopped up and stretched. She glanced over at where Artha was asleep; she tip toed over to him and shook him violently playing around. Artha screamed and swung his arm almost hitting Cyle in the face.
“What are you doing?” Artha asked.
“Waking you up, we need to get going it’s dawn.” Cyle answered standing up.
“DAWN?”
“That’s what I said.”
“WHY IN THE MAGNIS DRAGONIS ARE WE LEAVING AT DAWN?”
“You’re not a mourning person are you.”
“No, will you answer my question please?”
“We’re leaving at dawn so we can find Kartr faster.” Cyle explained rolling up her mat and placing it in her backpack.
Artha stumbled up: he slowly reached down for his mat when Beau bumped him and he fell over hitting Cyle and bringing her down with him. Cyle hopped up and dusted herself off. She than helped Artha up as well saying. “We need to move fast. If I remember correctly than most Hydrags will be out at this time.”
“Great.” Artha said rolling his eyes. “And we’re going out why?”
“Because this way you can practice mag moves and I can have a little fun.” Cyle said hopping onto Sai.
Artha was lifted with a smile and jumped onto Beau’s back.

WORD’S CITADEL.
Moordryd glanced up at his father praying that he stopped glaring at him with hateful eyes, but he was wrong Word still glared at his son when he saw his son jolt his head back down he turned away at the monitors. “What was going on last night Moordryd. Didn’t I tell you to come back here after you finished your stealing rounds? But you didn’t come did you? Instead you and your crew coward in your compound.”
“Father I can explain.” Moordryd looked up.
“Explain what, why you didn’t listen, or why you didn’t answer me?”
“I can explain everyone of your questions father.”
“Ok, then who is the Dragon Booster?”
“Uh.” Moordryd stuttered. Moordryd knew, but he wouldn’t tell.
“Exactly you can’t answer all my questions, that is why you need to follow everyone of my orders so that one day you will be able to answer everyone of my questions.” Word spun around to face his son. “That is why you disappoint me Moordryd.”
Moordryd said nothing he just waited for an order. “Moordryd, that girl I use to sponcer, the one you lost to. I need you to find her and bring her to me.”
“I don’t believe she is still here. Her and the stable brat weren’t at the race today.” Moordryd finally said.
“Well than you will just have to go and look for her. Won’t you?” Word scolded.
Moordryd slowly turned around and crept out of the control room. He climbed onto ‘Cepshun (Decepshun). He was mocking his father in a rude way. ‘Cepshun carried Moordryd to Down City (lower part of Dragon City that most racing crews are found at and the home of the Down City Council of 12) and into the Dragon Eyes’ compound. Moordryd stormed into the room where Cain was telling Rancidd how to bake cookies for the seventh time this month.
“Cain I need some help with my new quest.” Moordryd order his second in command to help him.
Cain and Moordryd rushed out to their dragons, when they were ready. Moordryd sent out a tracking dragon (a small purple dragon with dragonfly type wings that lives in a small purple pod which as a camera on it, so the owners of this tracking dragon can watch where it is) to find Cyle and Artha.

OLD CITY.
Cyle and Artha hurried through the Old City like they were being chased, but they just wanted to get around faster than if they walked. Artha was following Cyle thinking that she had an idea of where they were going to look first. .
“If I remember correctly, this is the rout to the Track of Doom (home of the Prophets).” Artha mumbled.
“Then you have a good memory, because that is where we are headed. How would you know where it is? Cyle gestured glancing at him with a curious face.
“My friends and I have survived the Track of Doom. How would you know where it is?”
“The Warrior Dragons and I have conquered it numerous times.” Artha’s eyes widened.
Cyle pulled Sai to a stop right in front of the Track of Doom. Artha wasn’t paying attention and him and Beau ran head on into a wall. Cyle laughed. Artha and Beau jumped to their feet and groaned.
“Are you to okay?” Cyle giggled holding her hand up to her mouth hide her smile.
“I’m fine. And will you stop laughing it’s wasn’t funny.” Artha hoped onto Beau’s back and started forward into the Track of Doom (or Track for short0.

PENN STABLES.
“I hope Artha and Cyle are okay.” Lance whined.
“Their fine as long as they stay together.” Conner comforted. While he stared at the monitors watching Dragon City news.
“By my calculations if they hurry they should be back by tomorrow. But if they take their time they will be gone for about two or three days.” Parmon said typing crazily into a calculator type thing.
“Hey I could actually understand what the Professor said with out having someone translate.” Kitt teased.
“Like anyone could understand him in the first place.” Lance added.
“Hey.” Parm squeaked. Almost everyone laughed except for Conner and Parm.

BACK AT THE OLD CITY WITH CYLE AND ARTHA.
Cyle scanned the area while Artha turned into the Dragon Booster. They jumped when they heard a noise behind them. They spun around to see Reepyr on top of an orange draconinum dragon.
“Reepyr?” Artha asked.
“Dragon Booster you have returned?” Reepyr seemed shocked.
“Yeah.”
Cyle stared blankly at the two and then spoke. “Is that you Reepyr, the last time I saw you. You were sitting on Propheci. That was when you and the Prophets decided that dragons should rule so you let Propheci take control of you.” Cyle started to yell in anger. I can’t believe you fell for that. They tricked you, they wanted to control you, they wanted you to be their slaves, and you didn’t do anything you let them into your home as guest, and then they took control. Did you even think of what would of happened if the Dragon Booster didn’t return, did you think of what would have happened if the Prophets got out into Dragon City, or did you just think this was all a joke.”

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Yeah Cyle and her crew know alot of people and dragons. And Cyle does get angered easily so try to stay on her good side(which trust me is not that hard)

This is really good keep up the good work.

this is a good story.

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Reepyr glared at her. He just about turned around and left, but then he remembered why he came. “Dragon Booster we need your help. Propheci is trying to trap us and take control of us again.”
Artha turned back to Reepyr. “We will try to help as much as we can in our quest.”
“Quest?” Reepyr questioned.
Cyle was about to speak but Artha spoke first. “We are looking for someone by the name of Kartr.”
Reepyr thought for a moment. “You mean the one who rides a white draconinum dragon, that refused no matter what not to let is dragon control him and his dragon did the same.”
“Yeah I think so.”
“Was his dragons name Hywyr?” Cyle brusted excitedly.
“Yes, yes it was.” Reepyr returned.
“Artha, that’s him, that’s Kartr. Is he still alive?”
“Yes.”
Cyle screamed.
Artha covered his ears. “Well let’s go.”
Cyle raced off like crazy. Artha and Reepyr rushed off to help her if she needed help. They reached the inside of the temple and ran straight into a circle of orange dragons.
“Opps.” Cyle said.
“Nice going, Cyle.” Said Reepyr sarcastically.
“Well, well look who has returned.” An orange said through its rider. “My old rider Reepyr, the Dragon Booster, and the leader of the Warrior Dragons Cyle.”
“Propheci.” Cyle growled.
“I’m delighted to see you too.”
“PROPHECI, WHERE IS KARTR?”
“Who is this Kartr you speak of?”
“YOU KNOW WHO I SPEAK OF, MY SECOND IN COMAND, MY BEST FRIEND, AND THE ONE WHO HELPED ME SRCAPE YOUR SCALES THE FIRST TIME WE MET.”
“You mean that pest? If you really want to know he is rotting away in one of the cells here.”
“WHAT?” The three of them shouted.
“Here’s a deal you find him you keep him and his annoying dragon as well.”
“Let me guess, there’s a time limit?” Artha asked.
“Very smart Dragon Booster. You have one hour.”
“I’m guessing there’s a twist too.” Cyle suggested.
“Reepyr, can not help you.”
Reepyr rolled his eyes and left. Propheci ordered the Prophets to not interfere. He then yelled. “GO.”
Artha and Cyle split up and search every cell. They found nothing.
Artha and Cyle finally remembered a second level. They raced down and search and search until they came to a closed cell with a young man petting his dragon’s head.
“Kartr.” Cyle screamed. The young man jumped and turned to see who said his name.
“Cyle?” Kartr rejoiced. “Is that the Dragon Booster?”
Artha nodded his head and walked over to symbol sticking out of the wall, he pushed it in and the cell doors came flying open. Kartr was already on his dragon. They rushed out and collapsed.
“Kartr, are you two okay?” Cyle jumped off of Sai and rushed over to their side.
“We haven’t eaten in three days.”
“We need to hurry and go.”
“But we need to prove to Propheci that we found him in less than a hour.” Artha reminded.
“Sai mag Hywyr onto your back and Kartr into our saddle.” Cyle ordered Sai. Sai did as he was told; he gently magged Hywyr onto his back and Kartr into his saddle. The three of them carefully went up to where the Prophets were waiting. Propheci watched them as they moved to the center of the room.
“You managed to find him in only forty five minutes.” One of the Prophets graduated them.
“Very well you may keep that annoying pest.” Propheci said through his rider.
They heard Reepyr walk back in he graduated them with a wide smile of hope on his face.
Sai and Beau dashed out of the Track and into the Old City. While they ran Artha yanked out the amulet and turned back into his normal self. Kartr was surprised and said. “The Dragon Booster is Artha Penn the boy you use to baby-sit?”
Cyle just nodded her head and kept her eyes on the wastelands in front of them. Kartr gave a loud grunt as Sai came to a stop in front of the cave they had rested in earlier. Cyle jumped off and helped Kartr down. Artha laid his mat down for Kartr to sit on. Artha and Cyle dug in their bags for some food to give Kartr and Hywyr.

A FEW HOURS LATER STILL IN THE OLD CITY.
Hywyr was up and jumping off the walls, Kartr was also feeling better, except he wasn’t all over the place.
“We should be going.” Cyle whined. She was tired of this place, she wanted to go home and start a fight and talk to her friends, but they were still here in a boring old city.
“Alright just quit complaining.” Artha said packing up his stuff. Cyle didn’t have to pack because she never took anything out of her bags except for food.
Kartr hopped on Hywyr and waited for he other two. Cyle did the same and Artha took his time getting ready. Cyle finally got so tired of waiting she blasted Artha in the butt with a Mag Claw. Kartr was laughing so hard he fell out of his saddle and off Hywyr.
“Hurry up Dragon boy, we need to leave.” Cyle urged.
“Dragon Boy? That’s a new one.” Artha said
“What do you usually get called?”
“Stable boy, Stable brat, Hero boy, Dragon blunder, and Dragon boo boo.”
“Pretty good ones.” Cyle teased.
After their fun and games they left the cave and Old City. It took them about two hours to get up to Penn Racing stables, but they made it.

WITH MOORDRYD AND CAIN (SOMEWHERE AROUND THE CITY).
“Cain, is there any sign of them?” Moordryd asked, Cain and he were very board they have been searching for hours.
“Not yet… Oh wait I’ve got them.” Cain jumped.
“Well, where are they.”
“Their on their way to Penn Racing.”
“Well let’s go.” Moordryd order as he took off on Decepshun. Cain followed on Coershun.
The two of them sprinted through the city; dodging other dragons, barely staying on their dragons on the sharp turns, and trying not to hit the slow moving taxidrags (which one had Sentrus in it (the academy scout (the person who watches racers and decides who gets into the academy) which they actually hit). Moordryd slowly stood up holding his hand to his head. “Ouch, can’t you taxidrags go any faster?”
Cain popped up next to Moordryd and yelped. Moordryd looked at him but then turned his head to where Cain was pointing and saw Sentrus getting up.
“You should either learn to dodge faster or go slower.” Sentrus snapped.
“Sorry.” Moordryd said under his breath.
“Ah, young mister Paynn. It seems you do better on the track then.” Sentrus finally looked at who was in front of her. “Now go, I don’t want to see you until the next race and if I do see you I expect you to be practicing.”
“Yes ma’am.” Cain answered for Moordryd. Decepshun and Coershun magged their riders and took off to Penn Racing stables.

When Cyle and Artha arrived with Kartr, he was still very weak. Lance jumped with excitement when they arrived. Cyle and Artha dismounted from their dragons; Cyle had to help Kartr off of Hywyr.
“Hey Conner can you take Kartr in take care of him?” Cyle asked.
Conner nodded coming over to help Kartr.
“Artha, I still need to show you a munch of mag moves.” Cyle sighed. “And we need a safe hidden place to practice, do you know of one?”
“Yeah, but I need to ask my father.” Artha replied following his dad into the house.

While Artha was inside Moordryd and Cain arrived and ordered Cyle to come with them and no one gets hurt.
“What if I don’t want to?” Cyle asked sarcastically.
“Well to bad. Your coming whether you like it or not.” Cain said.
Cyle gave aloud sigh and lowered her head. When she raised her head back up she asked. “Who sent you?”
“My father, Word Paynn.” Moordryd barked. “You coming peacefully or are we going to have to force you?”
Kitt was prepared to fight them; she had her jakk-stick in her hands, and her fears put aside. Lance and Parm stayed behind her away from the trouble.
Cyle jumped into Sai’s saddle and said. “I’ll come peacefully.”
This surprised Moordryd and Cain and bummed them out they were looking forward to the fight. Sai walked right passed them with Cyle in his saddle. Moordryd and Cain turned their dragons and followed Cyle.

PAYNN CITADEL.
The three walked silently into Word’s control center. Moordryd and Cain halted at the foot of the small stairway, while Cyle continued marching forward to Word’s desk. Once she reached her destination she stopped. Word ceased from watching the monitors before him, he turned to face Cyle: his clawed hand drumming on the chair’s armrest. “Nice to see you again!” He finally said
Cyle smirked at the fact he still recognized her. “Same here. You sent your son and his lieutenant for me this must be important, then.”
“How would you… Be gone you two.” Word harshly commanded the two Dragon Eye members. ”As I was saying. How would you like to be sponsored by yours truly?”
“Will you provide me help with reuniting my crew?”
“Yes.”
“And gear and money for any injuries?”
“Yes.”
“Then yes I would proudly like to be sponsored by you again.”
“Good, now you should remember the process.” Word shoved some papers and a pencil in front of her. Cyle snatched the pencil up and signed the papers; she didn’t need to read them she already knew what they said. When she was done she pushed the papers back to Word and waited.
“What type of assistance do you need?” Word questioned.
“Tracking devise or something to locate them.”
“I’ll let you know when I find them. Who is it again that you need?”
“Human wise: Dany (Danny), Spryt (spite), Sprint, Brydn (Bri-den), and Pyac (peace). Dragon wise: Jiny, Du (dew), Vortx (vortex), Whiplash (whip lash), and Heatplast (heat plast).” Cyle stared at the ceiling using her fingers to count.
“No Kartr and Hywyr?”
“Already found them, why do you think I wasn’t at the race today?”
“I see. Well I’ll get started on finding your crew as soon as I can.” Word responded turning around in his chair. Cyle knew she was able to leave now. On her way out she spotted Cain and Moordryd talking outside the doorway. When she passed them, Moordryd stopped talking and followed her with his eyes then hurried into the control room.

Cyle and Sai walked back to Penn stables. On the way Cyle spotted one of her old friends, Phistist, he and his dragon Burtarus were loading some heavy crates into a moving van for dragons. Cyle walked up to Phistist while he was carrying a crate to the van. She sneaked up to him and hollered. “BOO.” Phistist jumped and dropped the crate right onto his toe.
“Ow, ow ow.” Phistist yanked his foot out and hopped on the other.
“You ok?” Cyle smirked.
“I believe so.” Phistist calmed down. “So what can I do for the goof?”
“Not much Phisty, but if you know of the location of members of my crew are please let me know.”
“Did you find Kartr?”
“Yes with the help of the Dragon Booster.” Cyle used the left over mag energy from before to lift a crate and slide it in with the others in the van. Phistist was shocked at how easily she lifted the crate. His mouth hung wide open.
“Close your mouth Phisty, I not as weak as I look. And plus I have the help of Sai’s mag energy that I absorbed when I was showing the Dragon Booster how to preserve energy.” Cyle glanced at him to see if he understood her but in response she got a ‘uh’ look on his face.
“Never mind. Do you need help transporting these to… where ever you’re going?” Cyle asked pointing at the van.
“No thanks. Burtarus and I are able to do it ourselves.” Phistist jumped into Burtarus’s saddle.
“I mean with security, it’s hard protecting and transporting at the same time.”
“Why not.”
“Drac!” Cyle hopped into Sai’s saddle and leveled with Phistist.

PAYNN CITADEL.
Moordryd and Cain stood in their regular spots at the foot of the stairs. Moordryd had his hands out in front of him palms up; he was leaning forward slightly. Word was facing the monitors with his hands behind his back. “I need you to find a few people for me.”
“What about the race in two hours?” Cried Moordryd.
“Why bother if you never win a race.”
“I’ve won plenty of races you were just to busy working to know.”
Word spun around and stared his son in the eyes; he walked forward five steps. “I’ve seen everyone of your races and even though you’ve won, you’re still not an elite class racer.”
Moordryd turned his head and eyes away from his fathers glare. Cain still stood in his spot silently.
“Now find the people on this list and report back to me with their positions.”
Moordryd snatched the list from his fathers hands, him and Cain started to leave, but Word interrupted them. “And don’t fail me this time Moordryd.” Moordryd stopped and grunted in frustration. On the way out he peered at the list again. He was thankful that his father had pictures of the humans and dragons.
“So what do we have to do?” Cain asked.
“Weren’t you listening?”
“No, I can’t stand listening to your father and his crazy ideas. Besides why did I have to stay there with you?”
Moordryd rolled his eyes and snapped “We have to find these people for some reason.” He handed the list to Cain.

WITH CYLE AND PHISTIST IN THE GRIP OF THE DRAGON STABLES.
“This all you need help with?” Cyle asked smacking her hands together to get the dust off.
Phistist nodded. Cyle slowly walked over to Sai. Sai bowed his head so Cyle didn’t have to jump on. He could tell she was tired, she hadn’t rested in a long time.
Sai started to race off, but before he got to far he heard a small cry. He was unable to tell if it was a dragon hatchling or a young human child. He skidded to stop and peeked around the corner to the ally way. Cyle yawned and peeked around the corner. What she saw shocked her. She dismounted from Sai and shuffled towards what was crying. Once she reached it she held out her hand for the hatchling to smell. The young hatchling whined some more and rested its head on Cyle’s hand. She smirked at its action and moved slightly forward. When she was close enough she snatched it off the ground and observed it, checking for injuries. She found non, so she hurried towards Sai with the hatchling in her arms.

On the way back to Penn stables the hatchling was nibbling on her arm the whole way there. Once the reached the stables Cyle searched for Conner and showed him the hatchling when she fond him.
“This hatchling has been badly treated. I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do for her.” Conner sadly announced. Cyle and the crew looked up in suprisment. “Her?”
“Yes she’s a girl.”
“What’s going to happen to her?” Lance asked worriedly.
Conner looked at his youngest son; he set his hand upon Lance’s shoulder and kneels, looking straight into his eyes the whole time. “Don’t worry I will find help for her as soon as possible.” Conner glanced at Kartr and Cyle then nodded at them. They nodded back in response. Conner stood back up and walked into the elevator that led to the temple, before the elevator left Cyle and Kartr (with Cyle’s help) rushed in leaving the four children and seven dragons alone.
“What was that all about?” Kitt asked confused. The other shrugged.
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Yes I know it's long, but please review. :cookie:

Great chapter! Sorry I didn't review earlier, I completely forgot, but good job anyway! Have a cookie!!! :cookie: :cookie: :cookie:

its really good I feel sorry for the pup. Continue up the excellent work!

Yeah, I'm still discussing who her parents should be if you have any ideas could ya pm me. :)

hmmm.... what draconium colour is she?

Bits of black and gold draconium, but mainly blue

hmmm... maybe her father could be.... what type of blue is she?

Dark Blue like the Voice of the Dragon's dragons.

Turquoise Sonic Class then............ maybe... here father can be a turquoise sonic class and her mother could be a blue enegry class one hows that?

Huh alright, how 'bout her father is Voicey's dragon and the mother is.....yeah not sure any ideas.

Mainshun hows that name?

Is it suposed to be like manshon or main shun? I like it, I think her mom will be Beau's mom, so she is Beau's baby sister. ^_^ I better make a picture of her and give it to Black and Gold for the blood line. What do you think of that.

*nudges sai* it would be a shocker to Beau thats for sure ^_^

Yep intresting thing, when I update to how far I am I writing of Microsoft word your going to read that she is swiping Beau's tail ^_^

cute! I would take her in if I could and give her lots of love :wub:

I'm not sure if I'll give her away, but if I do I'll give her to you or if I need a baby sitter your my first choice. *Mainshun jumps on my lap and starts swatting the key board*kkfjaljfslajforirreioeherieirij*I grap her 'Knock it off'* sorry short interuption. :D :lol:

:D *hugs Mainshun* Your so cute! *pets her* She is the cutiest thing! (But personally I like Boonoo better but Mainshun would be second in line) Also we should get back on topic before we get in trouble.

Yeah, there's a pic of Mainshun in "Brydn/warrior Dragon stables"

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“We need to find Brydn.” Conner ordered.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got someone on the job.” Cyle mused still helping hold Kartr up.
“Please don’t tell me its Word Paynn.” Kartr complained.
“Did you already see him?” Conner asked.
“What is it that everyone hates about him?” Cyle shot her arms up in the air, accidentally dropping Kartr.
“A lot of things Cyle. Why is it that you keep going back to him?”
“Cause I can trust him. He supplies my crew and my gear, he supports us a hundred percent, and he even works cheap. We don’t have to pay a thing.”
“All we have to do is steal a load of dragons for him, for what?” Kartr sarcastically said struggling up. Cyle slapped him on the back of the head, in which he tumbled down again.
“He makes the dragons you steal for him into Wraiths.” Conner sighed.
“Wraiths?”
“How and why does he do what ever to the dragons?” Cyle asked.
“Wraiths are dragons being controlled by Word to cheat and reach deception in the council of twelve and all over Dragon City. Word some how found away to create black draconium gear that can control both dragons and humans.” Conner explained. Kartr smirked.
“What are you smirking about Kartr?” Cyle snapped.
“Oh, just happy at the fact that I was right about Paynn. So, HA.” Kartr smiled even wider.

IN DOWN CITY WITH
MOORDRYD AND CAIN.
“So who are we looking for and why?” Cain moaned.
“Right now we’re looking for some Brydn guy and his dragon Whiplash.” Moordryd sighed.
“That name sounds familiar.”
“Probably because we’ve stolen so many dragons for his stables. He’s supposed to be the second best dragon breeder in Dragon City.”
The two boys heard the sound of dragon feet coming in fast. They turned around to see a magma-class (red) dragon rushing towards them. On the dragon was a young girl carrying a small cage in her right hand. Moordryd could just barley see a hatchling in the cage. The girl and her dragon passed them with a blow of wind and some dust in the boys’ faces.
“Where do you think she’s off to in such a hurry?” Cain coughed while swapping the dust out of his face.
“My guess dragon stables.” Moordryd jerked the handles forward and Decepshun ran forward. Cain blinked a couple times than followed.

The girl and her dragon stopped once they reached ‘Brydn stables’.
“Hey Brydn ya here, it’s Sprint.” The girl called.
“I’m in here.” Brydn answered. “Ow oh.” There was a loud crash.
“You ok?”
“I think so. Did you find the little rascal?”
“Yep, what happened to you?” Sprint asked walking into the stable that Brydn was in.
“A mother dragon just smacked me in the head with her tail and then one of her babies hit the wall and a bunch of junk just fell on me.”
“Where do ya want the hatchling?”
“Right in here actually.”
Sprint set the kennel down and unlatched it. The hatchling charged out and head butted into the back of Brydn’s leg causing him to crash down to the ground again. Sprint laughed unstoppable.

Moordryd memorized the humans’ faces and compared them to two of the pictures on the list. “Two down, three to go.” Moordryd remarked writing down the place they were at.
“Who’s next?” Cain moaned.
“Uh… Spryt.”
“Did your father give us any clue on how to find them?”
“Well he put down the ages and jobs.”
“What’s Spryt’s job?”
“She doesn’t have one. She’s in school.” Moordryd said.
“Does your father miss having kids around or something?”
“How am I supposed to know?”
“Well then what school?”
“Doesn’t say.”
“Great. This is going to be hard.”
“How many kids in this city are named Spryt?”
“Not many.”
“Now do you think it’s going to be hard?”
“Yeah.” Cain exclaimed.
“Why. Are you trying to make me kill you?” Moordryd crumbled the list up.
“No. And do you realize you just crumbled up the list.”
“Ugh…”
“Ya ok.”
“Why do you think this is going to be hard.” Moordryd snapped through his teeth.
“Because, we’re not aloud in the schools anymore.”
“That was when we were younger. We don’t go to school anymore.”
“Oh yeah.”
“ We can just ask the lady if Spryt goes there.”
“Oh. But what if she remembers us and kicks us out?”
“I doubt she’ll remember us.” Moordryd sighed nudging Decepshun to go right.
Cain made a worried face, but followed. He shouldn’t make Moordryd any angrier. He knows how Moordryd gets when he’s mad. Just thinking of what would happen made Cain hurt.

LATER AT DRAGON CITY ELEMENTEY.
Moordryd and Cain walked up to the front counter and waited for a couple of seconds until Moordryd grew impatient and cleared his throat to get the lady’s attention. She glanced up, screamed, and hid behind her clipboard. She cried, “Don’t hurt me.”
Cain grinned. “Told ya she’d remember us.”
“Shut up Cain. Listen ma’am we’re not going to hurt you we just have a question.”
“Please you expect me to believe you.”
“Just tell me if a girl named Spryt goes here.”
“After what you did I’m not telling you any thing.”
“You just did.” Cain said trying to annoy her.
The lady was still hiding behind the clipboard and shaking like Cain would if he was cornered by a yellow bellied newt.
“It wasn’t that bad. All we did was pull the fire alarm.” Moordryd was trying to calm her down.
“And get in three fights in one day.” Cain reminded him.
“You two also caused a dragon stampede and scared the principle half ta death. You also glued two teachers to their seats and desks. You food poisoned the lunch ladies. And let’s not forget vandalizing the portrait of the founder of this school and the Shadow and Dragon Booster.”
“Scales, we really did do a lot.” Cain joked. “In just one day.”
“Fine if you won’t tell us if this girl goes here than we’ll just have a look around.” Moordryd said placing one hand on the desk and leaning over and snatching the clipboard out of her hands. The clipboard just so happened to be the list of students in the school and the students’ homes. Moordryd’s eyes scanned every name. One name came into his sight and he whispered. “The mini brat comes here.”
“Uh, you say something?” Cain asked looking away from the vending machine.
“No, but she goes here so let’s be on our way.” Moordryd dropped the clipboard in front of her on the desk.
The two boys stalked out of the school and back to their job. On his dragon Moordryd recorded the location of the child and the location of her home. “Next is Pyac.” Moordryd yawned.
“Got it.” Cain cheered sarcastically.
Moordryd stared at him with a strange look of annoyance on his face. “Are you enjoying this task or are you just trying to torment me?”
“Torment you.” Cain teased.
Moordryd groaned and muttered. “Why me?”
Cain just ignored him and plucked the list out of his hands. “Hey remember that one time when we saw Khata?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“Remember who kicked him?”
“That was funny.”
“Yep and this next person is her.” Cain showed him the picture of her on the list.
“Sure is her.” Moordryd remarked. “And she works in a book store. Why would Khata like her?”
“Probably because she is all about honor and loyalty and respect, and she’s supposed to be a really talented mag jumper.” Cain pointed out.
“And how would you know all this?”
“Khata was talking to Sarjo about her and I just so happened to be there.”
“What ever.” Moordryd departed for Mid-City where most of the stores were.

PYAC BOOKS (the bookstore Pyac owns/works)
“Here is the book you wanted sir. May I also recommend a gift card with that.” A girl with maroon hair stated. She gave the man the book and a gift card along with change and a recite.
Moordryd descended from Decepshun and entered the bookstore. He usually removes his helmet when entering a building but decide not to do so this time. Moordryd walked up to the front desk.
“Do you need any assistance sir?” Pyac asked coming out from behind the desk.
“Um no.” Moordryd said trying to be polite.
“Ok but if you do just let me know.”
Moordryd searched for a recent address book of Dragon City. He couldn’t find one; strange every bookstore should have one. “Um ma’am?”
“Yes.”
“Could you help me find a recent address book?”
“Right here.” Pyac grabbed a book right in front of Moordryd and gave it to him.
“How much for it?” Moordryd sighed at the fact of not noticing it before.
“20 drakels.”
Moordryd searched in his pocket and pulled out two coins. “Here keep the change.”
“Uh. No thank you this is way more than what you need to pay.” Pyac held up her hands.
“It’s fine I have a lot more where that came from.” Moordryd took the recite and left.
Pyac stared down at the two 100 drakels in front of her. “No one in Dragon City has this much money. Except Word Paynn. I wonder.”

“What ya get?” Cain tried to find the title, but Moordryd’s hand was in the way.
“Recent addresses of Dragon City.” Moordryd represented to Cain tossing him the book. “This way we don’t have to worry about running all over Dragon City.”
“Perfect. Hey you think we get something to snack on, I starved.”
“Sure.”
“We might want to get ‘Cepshun and Coershun something too.” Cain said looking at the two dragons. “Yeah they look wore out.” Moordryd noticed.

DRAG CAFE.
Cain was gulping down some Draconi-Yum bars and meat and was chugging down Dragon-Aid. Moordryd on the other hand was looking up the names and writing down the addresses.
“You think your dad will notice?” Cain said with a mouthful of meat.
“Nah and chew with your mouth closed. I’m losing my appetite.” Moordryd moaned putting everything away. Cain looked at him with a curious face. “What?”
“You’re not going to eat?”
“Later. I need ta get this to my father.” Moordryd boosted himself up and headed for the door, but was stopped by Cain’s hand grabbing his arm and yanking him back. “Now what?” Moordryd snapped.
“Eat.” Cain ordered.
“I will later.”
“You haven’t eaten anything all day, so sit your butt down and order something to eat.” Cain jabbed his finger at the seat Moordryd once sat.
“Not now. I’ve got ta go.” Moordryd broke free from Cain’s grasp and hurried out the door and on to Decepshun, then ran off. Cain shook his head.

Moordryd could hear his stomach growling for food, but he couldn’t stop and eat, he had to get the list to his father. “Come on girl.” He urged Decepshun to go faster.
She did as she was told and pushed herself to go faster.

PAYNN CITADEL.
“Very good, Moordryd you managed to find everyone quicker than I expected.” Word released the paper on the table.
“Just one question.” Moordryd said.
“Yes what is it?” Word was a little annoyed by this.
“Why have Cain and me run around Dragon City, when you could find them with technology?”
“I was working on something else.”
“What?”
“That is none of your concern. Now be gone and feed yourself. I can hear your stomach growling.” Word demanded.
Moordryd folded his arms, turned around, and left, leaving his father to do what ever he was doing.
Word activated his Vidd screen and contacted someone waiting for them to answer. A few minutes later Cyle’s face appeared on the screen. She looked as if she had just been training, and her eyes seemed to show draconium in her body: as if she was training with mag moves. “Hello?”
“Mm, Cyle I located your crew members…”
Cyle squealed, “Oh thank you! I’ll be over in about two hours.” Cyle cut the call.
Word jumped slightly when Cyle squealed. When she cut the call he waited patently watching every move in Dragon City.

TWO HOURS LATER AT PAYNN CITADEL.
Cyle dragged Kartr with her through the hallways of Paynn Citadel.
“Cyle slow down, how do you know it’s not a trap?” Kartr repeated for the seventh time.
Cyle halted in her steps. She faced him. “Will you knock it off. You keep saying he’s a bad guy, but…”
“Ah, I say it and so does Conner, Artha, Kitt, Parm, and even Lance. So it must be true.” Kartr interrupted pointing his index finger at her. “He might have changed since last you saw him. He might be worse.”
“MIGHT.” Cyle hollered. “Just cause you don’t like him doesn’t mean I can’t, try to change him.”
“Try. You’re all about trying and changing” Kartr swung his arms in the air. “When are you going to understand that some things and people can’t be changed?”
“Not until it proves me wrong.”
“You sound just like Wulph. Last night I was speaking with Artha about his little adventures, and he said Wulph keeps changing sides, he said that Wulph stated that “Word was a strong leader”, but Word was using him. Like he is going to be using us again.” Kartr shouted.
“If you don’t want to see him then go, but I’m going to get the location of our crew.” Cyle pointed to the way they had came.
“You think you can get rid of me, I’m going with you.” Kartr started towards the control room.
Cyle sighed and followed. What the two didn’t know is that Word Paynn saw the whole thing.

Kartr stood silently behind Cyle, sometimes sharing glares with Paynn. He didn’t like Paynn and Paynn didn’t like him, which he was very fond of. Paynn most likely dislikes him cause of what he did twelve years ago. Lucky for him Cyle did NOT know.
“Thank you for making time to find our crew!” Cyle said politely.
*”Thanks for making time to find our crew.”* Kartr thought mockingly rolling his eyes.
Word saw him do so and ordered. “If you’ve got something to say boy, speak it.”
Cyle glanced at Kartr. *What did he do now? * Cyle thought.
*I’m not a boy. * Kartr shouted in his mind then blurted out. “Just give us the list of locations so we can get going.” Kartr tried to sound polite, but it was impossible when talking to Paynn.
“KARTR, be respectful.” Cyle ordered.
“What, I’ll I did was ask for the list.”
“It was the way you said it. Please excuse him, Word.” Cyle spoke politely. *I guess being captured has gotten under his scales. *
Word handed the list to Cyle. Once she turned to leave he glared at Kartr and Kartr glared straight back.

Kartr peered at the list and asked. “Why couldn’t we just get a recent address book of Dragon City?”

“Why do you have to be so critical?” Cyle jerked, she was a little upset with their argument.
“Just forget I asked.” Kartr tried calming her down. “Just think the crew will be back together soon.”
“Yeah, you want to go find them?”
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Nice chapter! I really enjoyed that one. Update soon!