3SxD: Draco Destroyer
Chapter Published: 30/11/2014
Chapter Edited: 30/11/2014
"The weapons on Wargreymon's arms are the key; they are especially effective against Dramon (Dragon) type Digimon" Izzy/ Koushiro to the rest of the Digidestined, Episode 42, Digimon Adventure.
The Gremory peerage watched the newcomer through the flames, not daring to move; they could feel the power that it was putting out, the weapons he bore only increased this feeling.
Issei looked down at the gauntlet on his arm; the jewel was flashing. He gulped.
Rias turned to him and asked, "What is it Issei, do you know something?"
The brown-haired boy briefly looked over at his leader, his face pale, before turning back to gaze fearfully at the figure, "Ddraig says that if I were to try and fight him right now, I would die before I could boost three times and that's if he beat all of you first"
Naturally this did not inspire confidence in the others around him, though they all still got in fighting positions, ready to give their lives for their king.
The figure started walking towards them, they tensed.
Now that it was getting closer the figure could be seen more clearly. It was male, fair-skinned, with wild dark brown hair. He was wearing a black sleeveless close-fitting shirt that showed a well muscled figure, with orange lines forming patterns, dark trousers with bands around his thighs and dark boots. (1) He also a short light grey scarf flowing behind him and pair of orange goggles on his forehead.
The most ominous thing about him though, was his weapons; covering his forearms were an orange colored gauntlets, markings engraved on the side, on each there were three silver claws extending from just beyond where his hands would be to a further nine inches. They gave off a desire to hunt, to kill; the areas of red on them only adding to the impression.
Just as he was about to pass them, less than five meters away, he stopped. Sharp green eyes looking over the group, judging them, as the last of his previous enemy's blood slowly dripped off his claws. He did not seem impressed.
The gauntlets disappeared in a flash of light. The overwhelming feeling of fear severely lessened, causing the group to subconsciously sigh in relief.
The figure however sighed in disappointment before shaping his hand into a claw and making a circle-like movement with it; an orange orb of energy appeared in his palm and shot out towards the Gremory group.
Eyes widened at the move, Issei fell back in shock before some of the more experienced members took action. Rias and Akeno shot bolt of black energy and lightning respectively at the attack before Kiba jumped out in front of them, summoning half a dozen wide broadswords in the ground before him; sheltering the group from the resulting explosion.
The group didn't want to fight this person, who was clearly far out of their league but prepared themselves for what may be their last fight.
The swords disappeared in flash revealing that the 'enemy' was looking at that with disinterest, no signs of hostility in his posture, he returned to walking past them.
"It may have been my target but this your land, Gremory, good luck with clean up" These words caused the group to momentarily take another look at the destruction wrought by this person and his now slain foe, and Rias gritted her teeth at the amount of work it would be to cover this up.
The brunette stranger looked over his shoulder "Get stronger, Sekiryuutei; you're a disgrace to dragon-kind, not worthy of my time" And with that he pressed something on the side of his belt, the more magically inclined members recognized the feeling of a field to divert human attention, the figure then pulled his scarf up to cover his mouth, his goggles down to cover his eyes before crouching down and launching himself into the air. He landed on a roof a few hundred meters away and then continued to jump until he faded from their sight.
Akeno then looking around with interest, "Oh my, he does know how to leave a mess, doesn't he?"
One hour later; ORC clubroom
Issei, you know something about this person?" After spending almost an hour clearing up the mess left behind and calling in a favor from the Sitri heiress, the Gremory group had returned to the Occult Research clubhouse to try and clear up what had happened.
Issei rubbed the back of his head, "Not really, I was just repeating what Ddraig told me" the jewel on his gauntlet flashed.
Rias briefly thought this over before saying, "Well, does he know anything else?"
The gauntlet flashed again, "He says that he doesn't know the person wielding it but he has experienced that Sacred Gear before", Issei now had the full attention of the group.
Kiba, having noticed the unique choice of words, asked, "What do you mean by the word 'experienced'?"
The peerage turned back to Issei, whose expression had changed to one of shock and fear, "He says that Sacred Gear has killed three of the previous wielders of the Boosted Gear" This caused the other occupants of the room to express similar feelings as Issei to varying degrees.
Rias, who felt she should have heard of such a powerful Sacred Gear, asked, "But Boosted gear is a Longinus, with the potential to slay gods, how could it be beaten by some Sacred Gear I've never heard of?"
"Ddraig says that, it has the power to rival a mid-tier Longinus and possesses strong anti- dragon properties" Surprise and Unease were the primary feeling evident in the room.
Issei continued on, "He also says that he does know the origin of that Sacred Gear, do you want me to…?" He waited for Rias' nod before continuing.
"Well, apparently it started with a young warrior a long time ago"
A young man appears; his height and build suggest that he is quite young, no older than twenty.
"He had recently joined his settlement's guard"
He is seen surrounded by other figures, all dressed in varying degrees of armour.
"After some time the settlement was attacked by an Evil Dragon, who were it not for his actions, could have been granted the title of one of the Great Dragon Kings"
The settlement is shown broken and burning; the silhouette of a large Dragon can be seen watching it burn
"Due to the fact that his squad was on patrol at the time, the man was not among the dead"
The man is shown staring at the, now, ruins of the place he swore to protect, a distant roar is heard. He looks towards the source to see the Dragon's silhouette flying away.
"The surviving members were enraged by this, they wanted revenge; they then swore to kill the Dragon, no matter the cost"
A group of roughly thirty people are wearing armour and preparing weapons, the young man is seen polishing a sword while chanting under his breath. He brought the sword up to eye level, Brown eyes glared out from the reflection
"They didn't have to search long to find the Dragon, after all, why would such a being need to hide"
The dragon is shown in a rocky valley, it seems to be asleep. The humans can be seen, a dozen approaching from the front, another dozen from the back, the rest are on strategically placed around the valley, arrows drawn and bowstrings taught; the young man is part of the frontal assault. A nose twitched, great eyelids snapped back revealing eyes of a piercing green.
"The battle took some time, while it should not have taken long for the Dragon to dispatch them; it was a combination of the Dragon being somewhat off balance due to the abrupt awakening, the strategic genius of the group's leader and the sheer tenacity that every member of the attack group possessed that allowed them to keep fighting."
Armoured figures are seen being killed, by fire, claw and tail. The group now number less than half of their original number but they have managed to inflict a few wounds on their opponent.
"To this day it can be considered one of the greatest battles to ever take place between a Dragon and any other race and its opponents were regular humans, with not even a single Sacred Gear amongst them"
Only four members are now left alive the bodies of their fellows in piece around the valley, the archers had all fall victim to fire, falling rocks or the raw force of the wind produced by the Dragon's wings.
"Eventually just two of them were left, the young man and his commanding officer."
The two looked at each other and charged.
"Soon enough though, the officer was hit"
The younger man looked at his superior who glared at him, telling him to keep going.
"The older men then started shouting at the Dragon, keeping its attention while his junior used the distraction to get close to the head."
The Dragon's head leaned down to look closely at the one who dared to insult it. The younger man was currently under its neck trying to reach the head before it could get to his elder.
"Exactly what happened next isn't really clear but it somehow ended with Dragon dead at the junior's sword"
The Dragon has its mouth open in preparation to breathe fire when the student, unknowingly glowing, jumps up, flames dancing around him, causing only the slightest of damage, and plunged his sword into the Dragon's upper mouth, a wound on his arm from the impact on a fang. (2) Blood flows from the top of the Dragon's mouth down the sword and enters the wound.
"The young man took it upon himself to make sure his comrades were buried properly"
The man is shown kneeling down by his commander who raises his hand to grasp his student's hand weakly, a proud look on his face and speaks his last words. The man then turns to the Dragon's corpse and looks down at his other hand showing that he was holding onto the hilt of his sword, over two thirds of the actual blade broken off, still in the Dragon. A pensive look appears on his face.
"What happened later was something unprecedented"
The man begins to harvest the Dragon taking Claws, Scales and Blood.
"He made himself weapons from the Dragon's body"
A forge is shown; the man has melted down the remnants of his sword and is currently adding more metal, Dragon blood and scales. This mixture is made into the form of gauntlets. Using some of the remaining metal and the Dragon's claws he made six blades and added three to each gauntlet, forming claws.
"After a year, in which it is believed he practiced the use of his new weapons. He started to travel, listening to rumors wherever he went and if heard of a Dragon being sighted, he would head in that direction"
The man is shown in a pub listening to the people talking around; he concentrates on a particular group, one of whom is speaking quite loudly, making gestures with his hands. While the other people in the bar were watching the speaker, he quietly left the building.
"He would then search for then Dragon and fight it."
He is shown slaying several Dragons, all of whom are weaker than the first.
"However it turned out that the more he used the weapons the more they changed him. He became more like the creatures he hunted"
Canine teeth are shown becoming sharper. Nails begin to resemble claws. And Brown eyes become green and slit.
"Roughly a few months and several Dragons later, the man encountered Ddraig and tried to fight him. He lost badly. In this battle the only damage that man managed was to knock a single scale off"
He is shown on the ground with Ddraig peering down curiously at him.
"Ddraig was in a particularly good mood at the time and was impressed that a human had managed to cause even the slightest of damage to him; as such he decided to let the man live."
Ddraig then turns around walks a short distance away and takes off. The man is left lying there in shock.
"Almost two years passed without any rumors of the man going around before he reappeared. Now though, he had a partner with him, who wielded a blue sword."
The man is shown instructing someone younger than him, teaching him how to properly wield a blade.
"They continued with the work that gauntlet user had started."
They are seen working together against another Dragon.
"Eventually though, all heroes face some enemy beyond their abilities."
The man knocks out his apprentice out and hides him before heading off to battle one last Dragon. He is shown, on his knees, a large draconic claw hanging above him. He closed his eyes; the claw descended.
"The God of the Bible saw what the man had accomplished and decided to turn the gauntlets into a Sacred Gear, however he realized that something so powerful should not be in the world at all times, so he set a limiter on it. It would only appear in times when Dragons would become active and endanger the lives of innocents."
The man's broken body is shown. The gauntlets disappear in a flash of holy light.
"And so it was; when the Dragons became active, this Gear would be revealed and lessen the threat"
A different person is shown using the gauntlets against a dragon.
"It is because of that man and the other wielders of the Sacred Gear created by his life and the others they inspired, that there are so few Dragons in the world"
"Since the original user this Gear has appeared four times. Given the fact it has shown again, I guess it means that more Dragons are going to be showing up soon."
The peerage was in silence as he finished, shocked at the story they had been told.
Several minutes had passed before Kiba finally broke the stillness, "Well, he did say he was only here to deal with his target" Several members shivered at the reminder of what they had seen, "He shouldn't have any reason to return anytime soon, should he?" As one all heads present turned to Issei.
Two days later: Somewhere underground
The Dark haired figure entered a large room, smiling slightly as he heard the clashing ahead of him. Two people lowered their respective weapons and looked to see who had entered the room
"Sempai, you're back" The speaker was a boy who looked to sixteen with spiky hair. "Can we?"
The figure raised an eyebrow, "You don't want to take a break first?" He indicated to the damage caused by the boy's previous spar.
"Nah," the reply from the now grinning boy, "I'm felling pumped. So, spar?
The figure nodded and kept walking until he was almost at the center of the room. He settled into a bare handed fighting stance. Turning to the third person, he asked, "Will you be joining today?"
The third person was also male, the same age as the spiky haired boy, with straight blue hair that reached his chin and a few drops of sweat on his brow, shook his head, "I don't have the stamina that he does, as I am, all I would accomplish is getting may ass kicked" before moving towards the training rooms edge to watch, pulling out a stopwatch as he did to see how long his partner could last against their sempai this time.
The two in the center watched each other's moves carefully as the circled. Soon enough the younger figure grew tired of lull, summoning a blue sword (3) he charged at his elder saying as he did, "This time, I will make you use those gauntlets"
The Slayer just smirked in response, shifting slightly in preparation for the attack.
(1) Think Archer from Fate/ Stay Night only without the coat and pale orange (the same as Wargreymon's skin) marking instead of white
(2) I totally lifted that out of HP and the CoS but it fit so … (I do not own any rights to the Harry Potter brand)
(3) I was looking through a few old comics when I saw an advert for Digimon World 4 and liked the look of Veemon's sword and thought 'why not?' However given the fact that I have never actually played the game I would appreciate it if someone could tell me its name since I couldn't find it. In this work though the sword is slightly different, it now has a yellow 'V' in the middle of its guard, like the one on his forehead.
Notes
Though I'm using Wargreymon's weapons the personality of the original hero (and the current one to an extent) is closer to that of Black-Wargreymon from Digimon Adventure 2 anime, someone who has no real sense of self and is lashing out at what they consider to be to blame for the emptiness in their life.