The Past Is In A Dream

[Mr. Kaar]

((OoC: Okay this is a dream thread, a nightmare for Leon, but here is where I will show the event that caused Leon to unlock his Qi and become the Lightning Dragon. Since Leon is so much older now and the time space continuum would callapse in on itself if I made this a canon event this dream will allow people to interact with the Freshman in High school version of Leon. This threads gonna move fast and I'll post even if you dont, so no worries about holding the story back. This is because Leon wont react to anyone joining in, but if more people join in they can enteract with each other. The event can't be stopped.))







Some say that the brain puts events of the past together to tell a story. For one individual they are usually nightmares. Very few things about his history are worth revisiting, but one plays back a few times every week.

This goes back many years, to a young 15 year old boy, naive to the way things work. Blonde messy hair hanging around his head. Dark blue eyes, a long sleeve button up blue dress shirt and a black t-shirt under that. Blue jeans and fighting gloves, fingerless with a metal plate on the back, the word "STRIKE" scratched into the plates.

The boy was sitting in a poor part of New York, an alley way. Just drinking some soup with one of his buddies. The kid with him was only 10, but he was left out here like him. To fend for himself. They where good friends. Not far fromt he beat up dirty couch was a burn barrel for warmth at night, this was where alot of poor people hung out.

"Come on Leon, teach me some more moves!"

"Not right now Blaze, maybe later."

"Awe! come on you said you would show me some more!"

"Can I finish my food?"

"... No."

They'd pause for a moment then bust up laughing. This Leon had no scars to speak of. But it was obviouse he was a fighter, even back then. Its all he had, fight to eat, or fight to live.

[Kevala Badoer]

{OOC: This is a dreamstate Kevala. Cause I am bored, evil and have nothing better to do. }

Enter the VERY different Kevala. Yeah, instead of the sweet girl that most were used to seeing, enter the .....

/Wait! Seriously! We are going this route!?! Oh come on!/

Cheerleader! Yes folks you hear right. Brown hair pulled up into two pigtails on either side of her head. Her icy hues seeming to have a vacant look in them.

/Air head/

Her jaws was working back and forth as she chewed on her gum. She was dressed in a tiny skirt and a form fitting halter top which stopped at her midriff.

Upon her shoulder there was a tiny black handbag to match her outfit. On her feet, a set of high heels.

/Somebody shoot me/

She was dressed to kill. A set of thigh high stalking covering her slender legs, a set of garders holding them up and leading the eyes upward to her skirt. Making one wonder what was underneath.

She would make her way over to an empty table, sitting down and pulling out her makeup.

Time for a touch up!

A giggle coming out as she thought this. A vacant, ditzy, airheaded giggle.

/Seriously, I will get the gun!/

Soon enough being joined by a group of girls that looked like her and were obviously her little .....crew...

/GODS! She was the popular one!/

"I know right! I like totally thought he was hot, but then like he took off his hat and I was like oh .... my ..... god! He was such a freak! He had a haircult that was so last season!"

All the girls around her now trying to comforth her, as she looked like the entire world had ended.

[Arthur Ð]

Nightmares and long forgotton aspirations. These were the subtance of most dreams. Would Leon dream the same dream as many others? Or would his be a happy ending? None could tell at this stage. Two figures, one he met, one he saw, would lurk within this world. This dream scape. One a titan from his days of old, who towered over him out of reach. And another, a monster that he bore from his own figurative womb. They would lurk in this dream and act their parts.

Visible in the corner of his vision, a small form would emerge from a shadow on the wall. A most curious but not improbable entrance given the situation. The being roughly held the shape of a 14 year old Arthur, his body covered in melting rubber, his mouth opened and closed in silent screams as trails of dripping latex would form bars over his mouth. Deep within his throat and behind his eyes, a fire burned. And the being, this nightmarish representation of Arthur would sit within the shadows of the alleyway, further in then where Leon stood, just staring and screaming in silence at him.

Another figure, taller, much taller then he would be in real life, stood visible from the entrance of the alleyway. His slim form and short cut hair. In his hand he held a pole, and as faceless students bearing the uniform of 552 charged this legend, this idea to aspire to, he wore a savage grin, lossed in the madness of his own power as he continued to thrust and thrust the pole. Like a lancer, like The Lancer. Staring down at the masses who dared to challenge him and fell aside.

A nightmare and an aspiration. Inhabiting this dream scape. Only Leon himself could tell if this dream would be a nightmare to himself or not.

[Mr. Kaar]

Near by would be a guy wearing straight blue. His hair was combed back and grey. He would be in a dead sprint towards Leon, a worried look on his face.

"Leon! Those guys from MID are on the way, and they are calling it a war march, but everyone knows The Lightning Gang is gone!"

Leon threw his bowl down and stood up quickly. His eyes focused now, the other boy who had asked him to show him some more moves looked even more worried.

"Alright. Rok, start getting these people to the hide out, at least they wont get caught in the cross fire. I'll try and lead them away."

"Alright, be careful."

Leon would turn and take off in the direction Rok had just come from, towards the march, the boy who had been eating with him stood but was stopped by Rok.

"No, he can do this, I need your help getting everyone to the spot."

He would nod and they would go around to everyone trying to show them where to go to safety. Moving them out as soon as they could, they had gathered a large group, hard to keep track of them all, Rok had up front and the boy took the back.

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Not too far off the people on the march had already started destroying the slums that Leon and the other homeless people lived, setting it a blaze, beating down any people they came across. It was a sight that angered Leon who charged the battle, learning quickly they where not to be taken lightly, they where all crazy strong, far stronger than himself. He was trying to buy as much time as possible though. Rok and Blaze where going to need it.

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Rok got to the entrance and moved the stuff out of the way, opening the underground entrance he would go in first to show everyone it was safe. People would follow close behind knowing full well what was coming. But when it came to the last person to enter, Blaze would slam the door closed and lock it from the outside.

"Blaze?... Blaze!"

Rok would charge the door from the steps and slam his shoulder into it.

"No! You can't help him!"

Rok would begin to punch the door now.

"No! No! No! No! No!"

With every impact came the word, but the door was too heavy, too strong. Blaze was on the other side. With all those monsters...

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Leon had taken some rough blows already, his head was bleeding and his arm had blood running down it as well. These guys where armed with blades, metal pipes and other such equipment for hurting anyone in their path. Leon figured it would be safe to make a run for it now, so as he turned to go he would make his way as fast as he could through the slums. Only problem being he would run into the one person he would have never expected.

"Leon?"

Blaze had found him, but right behind him was about 30 of those monstrously strong people. Leon would take off straight for him, grabbing the guys hand and dragging him along.

"You shoudl of went to the hideout!"

"I did, but I came to help you."

"Shit."

Gaining fast where the monsters, laughing as they where on the hunt. Leon was weeving and turning now, doing his best to lose them, but he was becoming disoriented himself, and they would run into a dead end. Pulling Blaze behind him eh would raise his arms up to fight back all 30 enemies.

Laughing as they approached slow now, stalking their prey. Leon would speak out.

"What the hell do you want?!"

They simply laughed louder as they circled them around the dead end, Leon backing himself and Arthur as they got closer, before charging in, a flurry of movement, as attacks where thrown, blood was spilled, but in it one thing was clear, it was a losing battle.

"Ahhhhh!"

Leons heart pounded hard, a pulse running through him as he would turn his head as fast as he could. They had ganged up on Blaze easily breaking past Leon, pummeling the boy with everythign they had. The boy was motionless, and silent...

Leon's mind wouldnt function it all, it wouldn;t accept it, his hair slowly rising up from its messy form, as lights and electrical devices began to flicker. Raising his hands to his forehead a tear from each eye falling as it was made painfully obviouse what had just happened.

Leon had failed... He had failed at protecting his friend, he had failed at being a fighter, a leader. He was a failure, he could not protect anyone. But one thing he did know he COULD do. Destroy them all. Destroy everything. No matter what it did to him it would all go down.

Leon would drop to his knees as he himself was being pummeled before slamming his hands to the ground, his body glowing slightly as his hair reached full mass, the light exploding outword, a gust of wind strong enough to push those around near by.

The intense light would be masking an explosion of energy that happened in but an instent, the light blinding anything within its reach, before fading. Almost but 5 seconds, and it was completely gone. A crater 20 feet deep, 40 feet in diameter, bodies strewn everywhere, motionless.

Standing in the center would be Leon, a look of sad disapointment on his face as he only barely looked at the bodies around him. In his arms would be the body of Blaze. In that one instent 30 monsters far beyond anything he had come across before where destroyed. In that instent Leons life was changed, int hat instent, Leon became. The Lightning Dragon.

[Kevala Badoer]

Well given that in this dream Kevala was a cheerleader...it is safe to say that she was also a bit spineless. The sound of trouble would come through to her and what do you think she did?

Yeah she jumped up and ran. Why? Cause she was scared!

/i need help.....please/

She would leave her friends there to deal with whatever the hell was going on. For now she was so totally outies!

Yeah you heard right. She was leaving something interesting to leave and run home.

But wait....

She had to stop and get something to drink right?

Oh yeah..duh!

How could she forget that!

She was stopped in her tracks thinking about what flavor lemonade she wanted to go buy.

Not paying any mind to the stuff going on around her. But then, she was a complete idiot soooo yeah...

Finally she would turn to see what had been happening. Wrinkling her nose as she saw the mess.

Soooo glad she did not have to clean that up.

/Oh come on! It should at least make some sense!/

Um..............................................................................

Yeah she had nothing........