A Dragons Treasure

23 Years Later

Now a young woman, her new family named her Avalon meaning in there tongue Fiery soul of the Wind she grew up to become this strong woman, with a fire in her heart, her hair long like that of the mane of dragons. We see her in the mist of training under the statue of the Legendary Dragon God Aki, Avalon with a sparing partner begin clashing with wooden dowels with each collision of the wooden swords the beat of the heart and the melody of the soul sang out as these two creatures trained, one was a dragon while the other was not, with there training done they each got down off the floor.

Kichi: (Out of breathe) Avalon you did amazing up there.

Avalon: (Out of Breathe) Thanks you to, almost knocked me off of there.

Kichi: Sorry.

Avalon: And next time Kichi when your swinging the sword, you must make sure that your stance isn't.....well stupid looking

Kichi: (in a joking manner) Oh I'm sorry miss perfect, (Chuckle) I'll do My best.

Avalon: (small chuckle) Hey what time is it?

Kichi: Almost sun down.

Avalon: Oh shit, I'm missing diner, uhhhh remember to work on your stance, remember this is how you'll get married!!!

Kichi: Yeah I'll do that, have a good diner, (Under his Breathe) What the hell was that.

Avalon Runs towards her home where diner awaits her, She Makes it home back to her parents named Fuji, and Ichi.

Avalon: (out of breathe) Hey I'm sorry I'm late.

Ichi: Hey there hun, I'm almost done with diner, so your pretty much on time.

Fuji: What have you been doing that took you all day?

Avalon: oh Just Training with Kichi.

Fuji: Hmm, so how is Kichi doing these days.

Avalon: He's doing fine, and you don't have to keep asking that he forgives you for head budding him through a cave wall.

Fuji: I still feel bad for that, I mean he was only 13 at the time.

Ichi: Oh come on Fuji, we know the reason why you did that was because your fatherly instinct took over and you just wanted to protect our precious baby.

Fuji: (in embarrassment) I thought he was going to propose to her.

Ichi: Oh my Drac (Kiss him on the cheek) all right lets dig in before it gets cold.

They all eat in there home in there civilization in the mountain, mean while the next day far past the forest in the Kingdom where now the Tyrant reigns over it's people forcing it populace into slavery forcing them to build impossible monuments in his honor, The Tyrant sit's in a throne that was never his having a queen and son to finish his kingdom.

We see the leading Minion enter in with an enslaved prisoner.

The Leading Minion: My Lord, I have captured this man stealing from the royal food banquet.

The Tyrant: Why were you trying to steal from me?

The Enslaved Prisoner: Please your Lordship my family is hungry and we haven't eaten in 3 weeks, my child is ill nearing deaths door every day.

The Tyrant: And so you tried to steal from me, to save your child?

The Enslaved Prisoner: yes your lordship.

The Tyrant: Throw him in The Pit, and put his child in his place, For when it drops dead that Place will be it's grave No Work well stop for Em.

The Enslaved Prisoner: No Please!!!! I Beg of you!!!!!! Have Mercy!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

They take away the enslaved prisoner screaming, wailing, moaning. The Tyrant's Son Griffith enters in throne room.

Griffith: Father.

The Tyrant: My son, what is it?

Griffith: um...

The Tyrant: Come now my child, what is it that you wish?

Griffith: I was wondering if I could venture outside the walls of the kingdom and explore......for a while.

The Tyrant: My son you don't have to ask me anymore you are a man now, and as a man you have every right to do as you please.

Griffith: (Nervous) Thank you father, I'll be back before sundown.

The Tyrant: Very well my son.

Griffith leaves and The Tyrants Queen named Miranda enters she wearing makeup to cover the swelling.

The Tyrant: what is it now woman.

Miranda: Where is our son going?

The Tyrant: Not a woman's place.

Miranda: But my love.

The Tyrant: (slaping Miranda and yelling) I told you not a woman's place.

Miranda: (quiver in fear) Yes, My, Love.