The Dragon Warrior [Completed]

Old Ideas

Ok, so I was cleaning my room earlier and found an old journal that had the source of  some old ideas from TDW.

The first page is called "The Abrava Perdi Perdi Of James Karat." I changed it and insead used "Abrava Perdi" as the goal of a mission many many chapters ago.

[Cue the disastrous handwriting]

*squints*

Yeah, I can't see it either...

[Translation]

The Abrava Perdi of James Karat

Swish,Swish. My swift movements echoed in the cavern. "Remember" I told myself. "One hand in front of the other." Or was it foot? Oh well. All I know is that I am a secret agent on a secret mission. My objective? A secret document. The Abrava Perdi. They say it costs millions. No, billions. Written by James Karat, one of the riches people in the world. He was~[sqiggly line under~] the the richest until 2003, where they "say" that he was murdered/assassinated [(Rynea10 If you know what I mean...)] Iwatchi Serquinta believes otherwise. He is my master. As we call him, Master I (pronounced "e"). Master I believes he left behind clues to how he died, like a treasure hunt. Other theories state that he died of old age. Born on January 1st, 1909, he was about 94 years old. His death went viral. After that, everyone,(including politicians) went crazy looking for more clues. His first clue was a hook. It was engraved with the words, "A parcel a piece, a parcel at bay, is your first clue towards my dismay."

To Be Continued...

*cringe*

To this day, I still don't know why I wrote that "quote" and what I was going to make it signify... 😂😂

Then is this one. Black pen.... yay

Still can't see it.... (Totally not on purpose)

Anyways, this was a totally different outtake on Marc's character. Funny to say, his name was 'Marco' at the time... So, Marco was actually more of an antagonist (Or at least how I wrote it before). He had eyes that changed colors and aimed towards making Niko jealous... Oh! He could also read minds....Too much?

[Translation]

Click. [I seemed to have really liked Onomatopoeia at the time] The key snapped right into place. "Wow." Marco was right beside me, marveled by my skills. "Could you show me that sometime?" Marco looked hopefully into my eyes. That's when I noticed. His eyes... they were sky blue ... just like Mama and Little Juan. I choked out a small cry. "What's wrong? Was it something I said?" I remained silent as he listened. "You're crying. Why?" I could feel his mind searching through mine. "Oh, I'm sorry." His hands first touched mine and then everything happened too quickly. First the alarm, then the bad guys, and at last... Niko. A defeated look on his face. I noticed why. Marco and I were holding hands, tightly. "I was right about you Jennifer. You did have feelings." He paused, "Just not for me." He then made his way through the door. I finnaly unlatched myself from Marco's death grip. I once again looked into his eyes. This time, they didn't look at all like Little Juan... they looked dead to me now...

Well, that escalated quickly... I just can't help but remember how excited I was to write this  (and how cringey it is)

And still is...

There is a third one I wrote, but don't feel like writing here because it is quite long. It's also (vvvvveeeeerrry) cringey. It's not really important, it just has a little moment with Jennifer and Niko and why Myra's last name is Blunt.

Well, that's about it... but remember, this is prehistoric. I was at least three or two years younger than I am now when I first thought up TDW.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed!

Okay, so am I the only person who is utterly ANNOYED at all these people lighting fireworks all day long for the past three days. Like COME ON.

Hold up....

*Gasp*

Ay Dios mio alguien busca un pastor que nos vamos a morir todos! 😢😭😲

*Spanish Panic Attack Deactivated*

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