Dragon's Tale Book Two

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The following is a fan-based story, all plots, concepts, themes, and characters are owned by their respective creators. I acknowledge that without the series; RWBY, Fairy Tail and Dragon Ball my story would not exist. Please support the creators of these shows by watching any or all of the original series.

The sun rose over a forest. The sunlight glistening through the leaves that rustled in the wind. Not too far away was a cave, and from that cave a small boy walked out the cave's entrance while rubbing his eye. The small boy had black hair that reached his shoulders, and he wore nothing but a ragged pair of brown pants with a rope to keep it from falling

The boy yawned as he exited, then he ran out to a large dragon that was sitting down and admiring the view from the cave's small cliff that extended to the forest. The boy ran in front of him and jumped up and down to gain his attention

Boy: hey! hey, Uncle Yaomoshi! Can we start our training now?

The dragon gave a small laugh, then lowered his head to meet with the boy

Yaomoshi: your enthusiasm never seizes to amaze me. Very well, we'll begin your Dragon Slayer training for today

Boy: alright! What am I gonna do today? Take on a Beowolf? Punch a boulder until it breaks? Learn how to do that cool thing where you shoot lasers from your mouth?

Yaomoshi: you will learn to harness and control the Ki that already resides in you

Boy: aww man, again?

Yaomoshi: listen to me, Dakkon. you must learn to control the power you possess before you can even hope to beat a foe stronger than you. There will come a time when you face an opponent that you cannot beat without your Dragon Slayer magic

The young Dakkon grumbled in response

Young Dakkon: but what if I'm strong enough to beat them with my raw strength?

Yaomoshi began giggling, and the young Dakkon became confused. Wondering what he had said that was so amusing

Yaomoshi: Dakkon, not every opponent can be beaten with raw strength. Everyone needs to use their head in fights, only then can they win effectively. Before you even throw a fist...

Young Dakkon: you must beat them with your mind. You keep repeating that

Yaomoshi: only because you never seem to understand what it means. Sometimes you just need to engulf your mind into your every breath and movement in that exact moment. Not one second before, not one second after, just in that moment. Just focusing on everything around you in the present

Young Dakkon: how do I do that?

Yaomoshi: you wake up your mind

Young Dakkon: I... what?

Yaomoshi: wake up, Dakkon

Yaomoshi's voice slowly shifted into a more recently familiar voice. The voice of a girl. The voice of his lover, the voice of Yang

Yang: Dakkon, come on. Wake up already

Dakkon slowly opened his eyes and looked over at Yang who has hanging her head over his with a worried look on her face. She then pulled back and crossed her arms. Dakkon quickly observed that he was in a hospital room

Yang: geez, you had me worried half to death there

Dakkon slowly and painfully sat up in the hospital bed, grunting at the pain. Yang placed a hand on his chest and guided him back down

Dakkon: what happened? Where... is Atiass?

Yang: the fight's over... and you lost

Dakkon's eyes widened then he looked down to see his body covered in bandages