Season 2

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Includes:

The Rules of Power

The Leap of Lorius

The Wraith Booster

The Prophet's Motives

Still Waters Freeze

 

14- If It Ain't Broke

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15- The Rules of Power

By: Liliwen

Originally Posted: http://z10.invisionfree.com/Dragon_Booster/index.php?showtopic=1860&st=0&#entry1507154

(Opening Credits)
(We pan over the city and see Khatah and his dragon racing on the streets. They stop suddenly and his dragon glances around.)

Khatah: Easy Shock-Ra, easy! What is it? (Cain and Moordryd jump in front with their dragons. Close up of Moordryd’s happy/smirking face.) Paynn! (Moordryd snaps his whip twice. Shock-Ra mags Khatah into the air. Cain holds up a flash stick and activates it, causing Kahtah to fall with a yell. Moordryd laughs evilly. Khatah raises his head to see Moordryd’s energy drain whip hit him.)


(Kahtah wakes up in Word’s citadel.)

Word: Kahtah. (Spins in his chair.) So pleased you could drop by.

Kahtah: (Gets up.) Paynn. What do you want?

Word: I want you to have this. (Pushes a big, blue box forward which is on a desk in front of Word. Kahtah looks at it questioningly. It lights up blue and opens. Kahtah groans as a blue map comes out with a handprint on it. The Inner Order symbol is in the middle. It floats in the air.) It is a map that will show you the way to the thing you most desire. (Kahtah grunts again. We see the map reflected in his eyes.) It will bring you total control. The power to rule. (We see Word happily manipulating Kahtah with his words.) Remember, Kahtah. Those with real power live by their own rules. (Kahtah groans as he tries to refuse. His eyes start to turn blue.) Take it! (Kahtah moans as he tries to back away, but he can’t. His hand reaches for the map.) Yes! (His hands fits in the handprint. Blue lightning type stuff comes out of the map. Cain and Moordryd gasp. Kahtah is holding the map and when he opens his eyes they are completely blue. Close up of Kahtah’s eyes. Kahtah looks at the map and walks away.)

Moordryd: Woah, what is that thing?

Word: (Word is in foreground speaking, facing away from Moordryd who we see in the background.) It’s blue draconium acts like a homing device to those acceptable to its energy. It is draconium taken from an ancient bone mark. And the voice of the Samurox, the fighter dragon’s, speaks through it and calls to him. (Word turns around. We see Moordryd and Cain.)

Moordryd: But calls him to what?

Word: To battle, Moordryd. To battle.

(Dragon Booster symbol flashes on screen. We see Artha riding beau in the cave under Penn Stables, jumping and dodging gauntlet things. We then see Lance and Kitt racing beside him. Kitt notices one headed right for her. She activates the thrusters and Wyldfyr jumps over several gauntlet things. Fracshun mags Lance into air. He ducks under one. He tries to jump over another one, but he trips and falls into Kitt, which also throws Wyldfyr off balance. They both crash splendidly to the ground. Artha comes up laughing.)

Artha: Nice moves little guy! You really showed her a thing or two.

Lance: I did? Like what?

Kitt: That you’re like a one man drag-box. (Laughs and Parm walks up.)

Parm: I told you this would be fun!

Artha: (Jumps off of Beau.) Okay, Parm, but the fun’s over for tonight. (Takes gear off Beau.) Let’s get this stuff put back. Mortis’ll flip his helmet if he sees you got us using his gear. You know how cranky he gets.

Kitt: (Nods.) Huh? (She also gasps. Parm looks frightened. We see Mortis standing behind Artha. Chicken sound ensues.)

Artha: He’s right behind me, isn’t he? (Kitt nods.)

Mortis: What do you all think you are doing?

Parm: Practicing?

Mortis: Looks more like you were breaking one of my most important rules. (Parm looks down ashamed. Puppy-dog type whine plays.) Practicing with Lance and with real battle gear is dangerous and irresponsible! I have certain rules in place for a reason. I am especially surprised at you, Parmon Sean. You are the one person I expect to always understand the importance of the rules. (Parm looks ashamed. Dragon Booster symbol wipes across screen.)


(Parm is riding Cyrano in Mid City when he stops at an intersection. We can see a taxi-drag in the background.)

Parm: (mumbles/mutters) He thinks he’s so much better than (mumbles incoherent things)…everybody else was doing it (mumbles more incoherent things). I don’t care anyway. Who does he think he is? (Suddenly, Khatah on Shock-Ra run around a corner and appear into view. He is possessed by the map he has in his hand. Parm has to pull back on the handles sharply so Cyrano would back up to avoid getting hit by Shock-Ra, who races past. Unfortunately, he is hit and Parm falls off. Cyrano watches and winces when Parm hits the ground.)

Parm: Hey! Watch where you’re going! Oh! (Khatah looks back and Parm sees his blue eyes.) Khatah! What’s with Khatah’s eyes?
(Khatah looks at the map in his hand. He and Shock-Ra turn a corner to see Parm and Cyrano appear in front of them. Khatah stops.)

Parm: Khatah stop! Are you alright? (Khatah looks at map again.) What is that thing? (Khatah looks at map again then takes out his mag staff. Shock-Ra mags him into the air. Khatah raises his mag-staff to hit Parm. Parm raises his mag-staff and blocks Khatah’s attack.)

Khatah: Stay away! (Kahtah returns to Shock-Ra’s saddle. They run off. Kahtah looks ahead and notices a sharp turn. He activates his level 3 blue turning gear. It latches onto a lamp post things, and he is able to turn the corner sharply.)

Parm: Escaping at a high rate of speed, blue turning gear…(punches data into his onboard computer)…never keep up. Unless… (Looks at the thruster gear on Cyrano) I’m not going to like this! (Presses button and the gear activates, increasing their speed.) Aaaaaaahhhh!!! Toooooooooo fffaaaasssssstttt!!!!(Eventually catches up with Kahtah and runs beside him.) Khatah, stop!

Khatah: No! Stay back! (Is magged into the air and takes out his mag-staff.)

Parm: Oh, dear. (Is also magged into the air and takes out his mag-staff. Looks uncertain. Cyrano rams Shock-Ra, and Khatah’s mag stream in interrupted. He falls. Parm barely manages to get his staff up in time. Khatah’s hand that held the map hits Parm’s staff, and the map falls off and lands on the ground. Khatah and Parm land on the ground.)

Parm: What’s going on? Are you alright? (Khatah’s blue eyes gradually fades.)

Khatah: Parmon Sean? That map, back away from it! It calls to you! It’s like the voice of a dragon.

Parm: I think I know someone who can deal with this.

Khatah: Be very careful, Parmon Sean. (Parm looks at the map with determination.)



(In the cave under Penn stables, Mortis, Artha, Parm, Kitt and Lance are there. The map is suspended in mid air.)

Kitt: The Samurox?

Mortis: The most powerful fighter dragon from the ancient war. This map is made from his bone mark. Those near to it can be pulled to the mark by its dark forces. But especially, Khatah. For both he and this bone mark are drawn to blue draconium.

Artha: Well then, the Dragon Booster should go take care of that thing before it falls into the wrong hands. (Artha walks towards the map.)

Mortis: Stop! Do not go near it. Anyone drawn to blue draconium energy can be influenced.

Artha: But Beau and I are all about the gold draconium. What could blue do to us?

Mortis: Only those trained in the ancient ways can resist the pull of the Samurox. You are not ready. No one is to go near this map! (Artha sulks and crosses his arms.) I forbid it, understood?

Lance: More rules?

Mortis: Yes, Lance! Rules are in place for a reason. Right Parmon? (Parm looks taken aback. Mortis walks away. Parm looks to the map. Eyes start to turn blue.)


(Areial view of Penn Stables.)
(Kitt, Artha and Lance are sleeping on mats in the stables with the dragons.)
Mortis: All right! Which one of you disobeyed my direct orders? (Artha and Lance wake up, rubbing their eyes.) Who took the map? (Kitt gasps as she looks to Parm’s mat.)

Lance: Parmon!


(Parm’s eyes are blue as he rides Cyrano in the wastelands, holding the map in his left hand. They reach a huge building with a doorway shaped like the Inner Order crew symbol. They walk up to a cliff, and suddenly, Parm‘s eyes turn back to normal.)
Parm: *gasps* Where are we? *gasp!* The Samurox bone mark! (He sees the bone mark across a huge chasm.) Oh no! What have I done? (Cyrano looks behind them.) Wha…we have to go back! Aahh! (The ground behind them moves away to the entrance, leaving them on top of a small column.) Aahh! (The column they were standing on begins to move.) Oh! Ah! (Parm drops the map. He then screams twice. He notices the many columns ahead of them disappearing into holes in the walls.)

Parm: Oh, that’s like trying to fit a square Parmon and Cyrano into a round hole, it won’t work! Go, Cyrano, go! (Cyrano jumps to another moving column, almost falls of it.) Not much of a landing pad, eh, Cyrano? Got to get to that far ramp. (Cyrano realizes the column they’re on is headed toward the wall, so he jumps again. Then again, again, and again.) We…we made it! (Realizes he is near to the bone mark. Soon, Cyrano‘s and Parm’s eyes turn blue.)

Khatah: Beautiful, isn’t it? (Shock-Ra lands behind Cyrano.) Beautiful and dangerous. I owe you a great debt for saving me from that map, Parmon Sean. I came to return the favor.

Parm: No! You came to steal the bone mark from me!

Khatah: Your eyes! (Cyrano mags Parm towards the bone mark.) Parmon no! It will destroy you! (Parm grabs the bone mark. Kahtah looks surprised and worried. Parm holds up the bone mark and turns blue. Cyrano mags on the bone mark. Kahtah shields his eyes from the intense blue light.)

Parm: There! So much for your ruse! From now on, Dragon City will live by my rules! *evil laugh* Muahahahaha!

Word: (Watching Parm from his screens in his citadel.) Parmon Sean. Not who I expected. But you’ve got the Samurox, bring him to me. I have what you need. *chuckles*


(Penn crew symbol flashes across screen. Aerial view of the city. Soon, we see Artha, Lance and Kitt come running on their dragons. They stop. )
Kitt: Huh? (Ahead they see Parmon and Cyrano.)

Lance: Parm? Is that you?

Parm: Do you realize how powerful blue draconium can be? Why, I can unleash the coefficient variant energy and balance the mag velocity much more precisely than Khatah ever could!

Kitt: Just what we need, a super powered Professor.

Artha: Come with us, Parm. Mortis can help.

Parm: It is you who will need help. (Presses a button and Cyrano mags Artha, Lance and Kitt of their dragons. Cyrano then takes the blue turning gear off of Beau, Fracshun and Wyldfyr.) Precise, balance, yes! Blue draconium! More blue draconium! (Cyrano absorbs the gear and roars.) Parmon Sean rules!

Kitt: You see that? He absorbed our blue draconium gear!

Artha: Maybe a green dragon like Cyrano needs to absorb more blue armor to fully release the Samurox. (Cyrano roars, then runs off.) Maybe there’s still time. (Beau looks determined.) Release the dragon!!!! (Dun, dun, dun, da, da, dun!)


(People are running around as huge chunks of rock fall. Cyrano is jumping from rooftop to rooftop, breaking of hunks of rock off of them. Soon he runs into Paynn’s citadel. Word is working at his screens, then turns around as he hears them approach. Cyrano roars.)
Word: Feeling a little blue? (Parm glances around, panting. Word presses a button and a mag rack comes bearing blue gear.) Oh! What’s this? Level eight blue dragon star gear. (Parm pants and glances around.) Why don’t you mag it on for size?

Parm: Oh, yes! Stylized draconium parts. Rapid firing, précising shooting star projectiles! At an impressive rate, twenty rounds per second. Designed to shred gear and cut tethering and trapping lines. Previously, well, untouchable.

Word: Ye...precisely. Do mag them on already, won’t you? (Is starting to get annoyed.)

Parm: Of course! That was before the ingenious development of draconium alloys (Word is getting mad.) which was an extracatial (?) strength

Word: WOULD YOU…please stop talking? (Taps fingers together. Parm and Cyrano stare at him, both blink once.) Just mag the gear. (Cyrano mags the gear.) Thank you. (Parm grins hungrily. Cyrano puts them on and Word looks delightedly pleased. The bone mark on Cyrano’s head glows, and he transforms once again, turning more blue and growing spikes.) Welcome back, Samurox. King of the fighter dragons. (Cyrano roars.) Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!


(Cyrano is standing on a rooftop, roaring his head off. Two DCS dragon see this blue glow on a rooftop. One roars at the other and they mag their riders off. Cyrano roars again. Captain Faier is standing on a dumpster, warding off blue dragons.)
Captain Faier: Why are those blue dragons attacking? (Swings his stick at them.)
(Cyrano roars, then jumps away. Dragon Booster, Lance and Kitt come running up to the place he had been standing.)

Lance: Looks like he’s called in the reinforcements.

Kitt: Oh, they’re headed to Squire’s End!

Lance: But why?

Dragon Booster: The Samurox must be after the blue dragons from Khatah’s Inner Order crew. They’re the best trained and potentially the most dangerous blue dragons on the planet. He’s trying to build a blue dragon army! (Kitt and Lance look shocked.) We’ve got to stop them here. (Inner Order symbol flash across screen.)


(Cyrano and Parm are running. Parm gasps in annoyance and they skid to a stop. Ahead their way is blocked by Kitt, the Dragon Booster and Lance, in that order.)
Kitt: Parmon, can you hear us?

Parm: I’m not deaf!

Dragon Booster: But you are out of control!

Parm: Incorrect! I am in total control! I rule! (Kitt gasps.) And to prove it, you will all bow down before me! (The blue star gear activates, and begins shooting projectiles at our heroes. The projectiles open further and show sharp edges. Dragon Booster swings his sticks and hits some. Parm looks surprised, then shoots them faster.)

Dragon Booster: Everybody down! (The dragons crouch as the projectiles fly above their heads. Then it stops and Cyrano walks by them.)

Parm: A pathetic bow for the king of the fighter dragons! (Walks by and the others get up and watch him walk away.)

Dragon Booster: We need to combine our mag bursts, with maximum power.

Kitt: But that would totally drain our dragons!

Dragon Booster: It may be our only chance.

Lance: Hey, Artha. (Picks up a flash stick.) How ‘bout this?

Dragon Booster: Good call! Okay gang, on my mark. NOW! *Lance throws the flash stick in front of Parm. It goes off.)

Parm: GAH!

Dragon Booster: Maximum burst…(Cyrano shakes his head and looks behind him.)…now! (Their mag energy hits Cyrano and Parm falls off. He shakes his head and looks up at Cyrano.)

Dragon Booster: Parm! (Beau mags him, and he pushes Parm from Cyrano, who almost squished him.)

Parm: (Turns back to normal.) Wha…why did you just tackle me? Where am I? Cyrano? (Looks and sees Cyrano and the other dragons.)

Dragon Booster: That was Cyrano, he’s Samurox now. You’ve used the blue bone mark.

Parm: I did? What was I thinking?

Dragon Booster: You weren’t.

Parm: That blue map was linked by energy to the very dangerous and destructive bone mark. Why, its very pull exerted a magnetic influx upon the cerebella cortex, right behind the visual nodes and…

Dragon Booster: Welcome back, Professor. (Beau, Wyldfyr and Fracshun stop their mag bursts because they became tired.)

Kitt: It’s no use! (Pressing a button on the handles repeatedly.) The mag blasts have depleted all of our energy! (Cyrano steps towards them and roars.)

Parm: Cyrano, no! If you don’t behave there’ll be no more draconium yummies for you! (Slaps Cyrano.) Bad dragon! (Cyrano glares at him. He roars and throws Parm to the ground. Roars again in Parm’s face.) Nice dragon.

Dragon Booster: Hold on, Parm! (Runs towards him and jumps over Cyrano and activates his thrusters. Cyrano skids to the side of the street, crashes through the barrier and falls down to another street. He shakes his head. Then he notices four blue dragons come from out of a building. Cyrano glows blue and roars. Artha and friends run to the edge of the street.)

Dragon Booster: We’re too late! Those are Khatah’s blue dragons, the Samurox has called his army. We have to stop those dragons from getting together!

Khatah: No. (Arrives on Shock-Ra.) Let them join.

Kitt: Are you serious? This is how the dragon-human war can start! With a blue dragon revolt!

Khatah: My dragons are not like the others. They are highly trained to respect order. To respect rules. That bone mark was meant for me and Shock-Ra. But on a green dragon, it is more unstable. There is still hope. (The four blue dragons roar at Cyrano and fire a mag burst at him. Cyrano meets the four with one of his own.)

Kitt: How long can the Samurox stand against all that power?

Parm: Longer than those blue dragons can keep it up, I fear. (Cyrano slowly advances.)

Dragon Booster: The blue dragons need help, Khatah! (One by one, the blue dragons stop their mag bursts, exhausted, until only one is left. Cyrano glances up and gasps as a gold mag burst hits him. Dragon Booster and Khatah have jumped down and are now standing with the blue dragons. Cyrano looks surprised. Beau and Shock-Ra look at each other and increase their energy. Soon, the other blue dragons recover and fire mag bursts as well. Cyrano looks very worried. Beau increases his, and Cyrano is finally hit. The bone mark flies off, and in a flash of blue, Cyrano turns back to normal. He shakes his head and mags off the blue star gear.)

Parm: Cyrano! (Runs to Cyrano.) You're back!

Kitt: (laughs.) Oh, I never thought I’d be this glad to see that ugly green mug of his.

Lance: (Pointing.) Look, over there. (The bone mark is on the edge of the street, almost falling of. Cyrano walks over to it and looks at it. Artha looks worried and surprised. Cyrano roars and stomps his front foot, causing the bone mark to fall to the depths below. Everyone watches it fall.)

Dragon Booster: A wise choice, Cyrano, a wise choice. (Cyrano smiles.)

Lance: You think anyone will find it down there?

Dragon Booster: Not a chance. With all the nasty hydrags down there, I think that bone mark is as safe as it gets.


(Arial view of Penn Stables. Inside, we see Artha, Kitt, Lance, Parm, Mortis, beau and Cyrano.)
Artha: I suppose some rules are more important than others.

Mortis: Yes, like those that protect our lives and the world, for example.

Artha: Yeah, like those ones. Right, Parm?

Parm: Look, I messed up, I broke the rules and I’m sorry. There, happy now?

Kitt: Uh, pardon? I couldn’t hear you. Could you say all that again?

Parm: No! Not a chance! I’ve got a new rule.

Mortis: And, what is that?

Parm: It’s my rule against public humiliation. (Bends down and we hear a ripping noise. Artha laughs and puts a hand in front of his mouth, trying to stop. Kitt looks away and Parm scoots out of the room.)

(The End.)

16- Broken Bonds

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17- Faster Than Fear

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18- The Leap of Lorius

By: JSQCC13

Originally Posted: http://z10.invisionfree.com/Dragon_Booster/index.php?showtopic=1579&st=0&#last

~Speakers will be in bold, actions will be in [brackets], and scene changes will be in *italics*.~

*Introduction*
[The story starts with an old movie of a race. One young rider makes a turn onto a ramp that none of the others dare to go on. At the end of the ramp, the young rider leaps into the air and activates white aero gear. There is no other platform in sight- only thick fog. Then he activates red thruster gear and shoots forward. The movie ends with the young rider gliding off into the distance.
We back out of the movie to find ourselves in Mortis’ cave. The screen on which the movie was played is hanging next to Mortis. Artha, Kitt, Parm, and Lance are watching attentively.]
Artha: Aw! Wait! What happened?
Parm: Did he make it to the other side?
Mortis: Oh yes, by using a skillful combination of red thrusting, brown entrenching, and white aero, rappel, and sledding gear.
Lance: Drac!
Mortis: That was the last time anyone made that jump: the Leap of Lorius.
Kitt: Lorius! Of course! I knew he looked familiar! Lorius, the dracest racer ever! After he made that jump they named the whole competition after him! I raced in it myself two years ago when I was a rookie.
Mortis: Only the best rookies are invited to compete each year, Artha. And this year, you have been invited.
Artha: Huh? Me?
Lance: You’ll never make that jump.
Mortis: You don’t have to. No one has made that jump in fifteen years. Everyone takes the much safer long way to the finish.
Artha: Ah, fifteen years ago, huh? Guess you never jumped it either.
[Kitt scowls at Artha.]
Artha: Maybe I’ll just have to be the next one to make it, eh boy?
[Artha leans on Beau.]
Artha: Then I’ll be the dracest racer ever!
Kitt: Heh, yeah.
Mortis: The Leap of Lorius is very scary, Artha.
[A simulation of what Mortis is saying appears on the screen.]
Mortis: It’s like a leap of faith. It begins with a daredevil white aero jump into the unknown.
[The simulation is interrupted as Parm gulps.]
Parm: The… uh… unknown?
[The simulation begins again.]
Mortis: Then, a precisely-timed red thruster boost is needed to bring you to a central pedestal that is shrouded in mist, making it nearly impossible to see.
[The simulation is interrupted, this time by Lance.]
Lance: What if you miss?
Mortis: There is a safety net down there somewhere.
Artha: Uh, somewhere?
Mortis: …I think…
Artha: You think?
[The simulation picks-up where it left off.]
Mortis: Next, you instantly move to another leap using white rappel gear to latch onto a high overhead bridge and swing to a grappling wall-
[The simulation ends.]
Mortis: -where you have to make a daredevil free-fall jump into a vent tube using white sledding gear.
[Artha gulps.]
Artha: Sledding gear?
Mortis: The tube shoots out at the finish line.
Artha: I- I’ve never used sledding gear. It’s uncontrollable!
Parm: And unpredictable.
Lance: And it has no breaks!
[Artha winces.]
Kitt: Guess the long way suddenly doesn’t sound so bad after all, does it stable boy?
Artha: I can make that jump!
[Beau grunts with questioning surprise, a nervous look on his face.]
Artha: Hey! Who asked you?
[In reply, Beau burps in Artha’s face, causing Artha to blanch.]
Mortis: Telling yourself you believe is only the beginning, Artha. True belief requires trusting in yourself and using all you have learned to release the dragon- something the Dragon Booster must eventually show to all in order to stop the dragon-human war.
Parm: Well, I for one believe that you can make the jump.
Artha: Really?
Parm: With the proper draconium energy management, the careful use and deployment of gear, and listening to my advice- of course.
Artha: Oh, of course.
Lance: Artha’s jumping? Artha’s jumping!
[Lance throws his arms in the air in excitement.]
Artha: Wha-? Hey! I didn’t say I was jumping! I just said I could.
Kitt: There he is, the dracest racer ever.
*The scene changes to the race course, just before the race. Everyone is lined up and ready to go.*
Cain: Hey Penn! I hear you’re going to make the Leap of Lorius!
Artha: What?
[Members from the other crews look at Artha, grinning devilishly.]
Artha: Well, uh, I…
Cain: Heh. I’ll believe it when I see it, stable brat!
[Artha activates the screen on his saddle, which links directly to Parm and Lance. He points his finger accusingly at them.]
Artha: You told everyone?!
Parm: [Hesitant.] Ah, well… You said…
[Lance opens and closes his hands, indicating that Parm was blabbing again.]
Parm: So, we all…
[Lance dives in front of Parm and cuts him off. In the background you can hear the beeps indicating that the gate is about to drop.]
Lance: Parm told them.
Parm: Ugh.
[The gate drops.]
Artha: Well that’s just- whoa!- grea-hey-hey-ate!
[Beau shoots forward, catching Artha off-guard. We zoom in on Cain, who is chortling mischievously and catching up on a red dragon. He shoots a drain whip at the dragon wrenches it off its feet. Artha shouts and activates his red thruster gear. He manages to jump over the fallen dragon and rider and pulls up next to Cain. Cain bashes into Artha, but he doesn’t fall. Both of them separate and flank a purple dragon. The purple dragon and Cain activate green ramming gear. Artha looks ahead and sees that there are arches that bridge over the course. When Cain and the purple dragon (who is Wulph) begin to close in to squish Artha, Artha activates his white rappel gear and latches onto the arch. This pulls him forward into a large leap. Cain and Wulph collide.]
[Cain recovers from the collision and Moordryd appears on his screen.]
Moordryd: Cain, you fool! Stop wasting your energy! Just make sure that everyone stays on course and nobody makes that leap! My father’s wraith dragons will do the rest.
[Cain grows determined as Moordryd ends the connection. Moordryd paces around his room when Word appears on the screen on Moordryd’s watch.]
Word: Make sure that these young rookies stay on the track, Moordryd. Instead of the Leap of Lorius they shall take my fall of doom.
*We close in on the track next to the Leap of Lorius to find that there are several wraith dragons. A detonator is beeping underneath the track.*
*The scene switches back to Artha, who is riding next to Dorsull and Wulph.*
[Parm appears on Artha’s screen.]
Parm: I’ve got it all figured out, Artha! If you can maintain Beau’s draconium coefficient at roughly 70% you will have enough energy left in the final turn to make the last two gear swipes you need.
Lance: And make the Leap of Lorius!
[Artha looks uncertain. Next to him, Cain mags off of Decepshun, ready to fight. Artha turns back to Parm and Lance.]
Artha: Right now I need to make another leap… at Cain!
[Artha mags off of Beau and dives at Cain. Cain brandishes his blocking staff, but Artha grabs it and uses it to kick Cain back onto Decepshun. Artha lands back on Beau. He grins and looks at Parm.]
Artha: Hey Parm! Did you see me kick Cain’s-
Parm: Artha! What did I say about conserving energy? How are you ever going to make the Leap if you keep battling like that?
Artha: I never said I was going to make the Leap, Parm!
Parm: What?! Oooohh!
[Kitt pushed Parm aside and shoves her face in the screen.]
Kitt: Yeah, I didn’t believe you, not even for a second!
Artha: Yeah, good!
[Kitt “hmphs” in contempt.]
Artha: Neither did I!
Parm: But what about what Mortis said? What about being just like Dragon Booster and showing others how to believe and about releasing the dragon?!
Artha: Right now I’m just Artha Penn, and right now finishing the race will be enough, okay?!
Kitt: Oh, I don’t know! It looks like everyone is after you now, stable boy. You said you’d be the first one to make the Leap since Lorius. That kinda show everyone up now, wouldn’t it? And if you chicken out it’s worse!
Artha: But I didn’t say it!
[Wulph closes in on Artha. He shoots an energy drain whip at Beau and sucks out the energy. Cain also slides up next to Artha and uses an energy drain whip on Beau. The monitor is showing that Beau’s energy level is down considerably. Beau drops a gear.]
Artha: Grr! That’s it!
Parm: Artha! You’re losing your cool out there! Listen to the sound of my voice and stay calm!
[Parm’s voice is the complete opposite of calm as he is freaking out in the screen. Artha looks from side to side.]
Artha: C’mon, Beau, now!
[Beau releases a mag burst that rushes up both whips and forces Cain and Wulph to pull back. However, this is at a great cost because Beau’s energy level is practically drained.]
Artha: Beau, are you okay?
[Beau grunts tiredly.]
Artha: Oh, what have I done?
[Artha looks behind him to see that the others are rushing by.]
Artha: Oh no!
Cain: No Leap for you today!
[Artha sighs.]
Artha: You’re right, Parm. Look at me. I’m in last place.
*The scene changes to the stands where Parm, Kitt, and Lance are standing.*
Lance: Oh, well, this race looks over. It’s candy time! Parm, can I have some dracles?
Parm: What? Oh, okay. But get three Draconi-Yum bars, one for each of us. But Lance, this time I want the change.
[Lance races off, barely hearing the last part of Parm’s sentence.]
*The scene changes to the tents and we zoom in on the one belonging to the Eye of the Dragon crew.*
Moordryd: Nice. The stable brat will never make that jump. He’ll fall into my father’s trap along with everybody else.
*The scene switches to the part of the track where the wraith dragons are. The detonator is beeping.*
*The scene switches to Lance, who is walking by the tent area.*
[Lance is walking with an armful of candy. He trips on a rock and drops everything.]
Lance: Auugh! [The candy falls on his head.] Ooh! Ouch! Oof!
[One unlucky candy bar rolls underneath the wall of the Eye of the Dragon tent.]
Lance: Oh, that’s just great!
[Lance reaches under the wall and feels around for the candy bar. He is surprised to hear Moordryd’s voice coming from inside.]
Moordryd: Just do your job, Cain.
Lance: Oh, great! Moordryd – [Moordryd steps on Lance’s hand.] – PAYNN! Ow!
[Lance withdraws his hand. It’s pulsing bright red. Moordryd, however, doesn’t notice.]
Cain: I think we’re good, Moordryd. I’ve got everybody’s draconium levels down to the point where no one will dare make the Leap of Lorius. Like anybody ever would, anyway.
[Lance, who listened carefully to the conversation, steps back from the tent and speaks into his watch.]
Lance: Artha, Parm, Kitt! I think you should listen to this!
[Lance crawls down again and sticks out his watch arm so that it will pick up what Moordryd and Cain are saying.]
Moordryd: Perfect, Cain. When they hit the final ramp it will give way and send them all falling into my father’s waiting wraith dragon trap…
*We see Parm, Kitt, and Artha listening to the conversation.*
Moordryd: …and his new plan: wraith gear for humans! Soon Dragon City will have both human and dragon wraiths to deal with! Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!
*The scene switches to Parm and Kitt.*
Kitt: What are we going to do? Word is going to turn all of the rookie racers into wraiths! He’s going to take control of humans too!
Parm: We have to warn them!
Kitt: But we can’t tell the race crews here!
*We see Artha watching his screen and listening in.*
Kitt: Moordryd and his Dragon Eyes crew are everywhere!
Artha: Then I’ll have to tell the racers one by one here on the track.
Parm: But there’s less than two dracometers left in the race. You’ll never catch them in time, Artha.
*The scene goes back to the beeping detonators lining the track. It then returns to Artha.*
Kitt: Artha! You’re running out of time!
Artha: Mortis said I need to remember the lessons I have learned, huh? How about the lesson Word Paynn taught me?!
Kitt: Word Paynn?! What lessons?!
Artha: When he took control of Beau with his mind gear, he showed me how to combine my gear just like Lorius.
*There’s a flashback scene. It shows the part where Word takes control of Beau on the course in The Stand. Artha and Beau make a jump with Word controlling the thruster and aero gear. The flashback ends and we return to Artha.*
[Artha activates red thruster gear and white aero gear to catch up with the others. Parm appears on Artha’s screen.]
Parm: Just what do you think you are doing?
Artha: Catching up!
[Artha flies forward and aims for Cain.]
Artha: Did you miss me?
Cain: Auugh!
[Artha rams into Cain and lands with Cain on one of the aero wings. Artha smiles wickedly and retracts the gear so that Cain falls off. Coershun mags him back on to his saddle. Artha and Beau reach Dorsull and Wulph.]
Artha: Hey! Listen everybody! There’s a trap up ahead. The final ramp is rigged to fall into a wraith dragon ambush. We have two choices: stop here or make the Leap of Lorius.
Dorsull: It’s a trick!
[Dorsull and Wulph move on, leaving Artha behind.]
Artha: Huh? They don’t believe me! I’ve got to stop them!
[Artha speaks into his screen.]
Artha: Guys, get the mag-rack into position! I’m grabbing the rest of the gear!
Lance: You’re making the Leap?
Artha: I don’t even think we’ve got enough energy. I’ve got a better idea. I’m going to use the brown entrenching gear to stop them.
Lance: But how?
*Another flashback scene. This one is from Misjudged when Kawake rammed into Cain.*
Artha: Remember how Kawake used the gear to hold off Cain? I’m going to use it to force the others off the track. Okay boy, time for a detour!
[Artha and Beau head off of the main track and head to a smaller loop. Beau mags on the brown entrenching gear.]
*The screen goes to Cain, who is still trying to catch up.*
Moordryd: Penn is up to something! Stop him, Cain!
Cain: I’m trying, I’m trying!
*We go back to Artha.*
[Artha swings out of the mini-loop and ends up right in front of Dorsull and Wulph. He meets them head-on and holds them up against the wall using the brown gear.]
Artha: I’m telling you, it’s a trap! You have to stop!
[Cain comes up from behind and activates his green ramming gear.]
Parm: Artha, watch out!
[Cain cackles and knocks Artha out of the way. Cain then pulls ahead of the others.]
*We see the track with the beeping detonator again. Then we go back to a dazed Artha.*
[Artha moans and rubs his head. Dorsull and Wulph ride on.]
Artha: Come on, Beau! Come on!
[Beau groans and can barely manage a walk. His energy levels are extremely low.]
Artha: Oh, oh no! Beau!
[Artha hangs his head and sees the Dragon Booster amulet. He grabs it and looks at it, debating whether or not to turn into the Dragon Booster. He is about to use it when Kitt stops him.]
Kitt: Artha, no! Not in front of everybody!
Artha: I have no choice!
Kitt: Yes you do! Listen, Cain and Moordryd are trying to stop you, and it can only be for one reason: because they believe you can make that jump! You know what? I believe it too!
Lance: Yeah!
Parm: Me too!
[Artha smiles. Mortis’ voice echoes in his head.]
Mortis: True belief requires trusting in yourself and using all you have learned to release the dragon- something the Dragon Booster must eventually show to all in order to stop the dragon-human war.
[Artha puts the amulet away.]
Artha: I am going to make that jump!
Parm/Kitt/Lance: Yeah! Woo-hoo! Hooray!
Artha: I’m going to make that jump and I’m going to get the others to follow me! I just need that last piece of gear! Let’s go, boy! Let’s release the dragon!
[Beau looks tired for a moment. But he growls and determination spread across his face. He gives a loud roar and shoots off.]
*Yet again we see the ever-looming threat of the beeping detonator under the track.*
*We go back to Artha, who has now caught up to Wulph and Dorsull.*
Artha: We’re running out of time. The wraith dragon trap is on the next turn. We have to make the Leap of Lorius!
Wulph: Even if you are telling the truth we’ve never trained for such a jump! There’s no way we can make it!
Artha: You have to believe in yourselves!
Wulph: Believe in ourselves? Ha! Our dragons don’t have the energy left to make the jump. Besides, I don’t believe you are telling the truth!
Artha: I’m not lying! We’re all in real danger!
Wulph: But we can’t make the jump!
Artha: If Lorius could, we all can! You just have to believe! If each of you works as one with your dragons we can all make the Leap! Let’s all release the dragon!
[Artha races forward, leaving them behind. He whistles past Cain.]
Cain: Stable brat?!
[Beau grunts in satisfaction and mags all of the necessary gear from the rack.]
Dorsull: Penn has magged the gear for the Leap. I’m going to mag it too. Maybe we can make the Leap!
Moordryd: Cain! They all magged the gear!
Cain: What do you want me to do?!
Moordryd: Force the stable brat into my father’s trap and the others will follow.
[Cain mags the gear too. He uses the red thrusters and the white aero gear to fly in the air and catch up to Artha. Cain dives at Artha and tries to knock him off, but Artha dodges him. Cain crashes off course towards the wraith dragons. Artha and Beau run off of the ramp and zoom into the air. They disappear into a cloud of mist.]
*We go to the stands where Kitt, Parm, and Lance are watching anxiously.*
Parm: Artha!
Lance: (looking through his binoculars) Where did he go? I can’t see him!
*We return to Artha and Beau, who are still sailing through the mist.*
[Artha concentrates and looks for the pillar on which he is supposed to land. He spots it, turns off his red thruster gear, and angles the white aero gear. They turn towards the pillar and land on it. Artha grunts as they skid to the edge and jump.]
Artha: Go! Go! Go!
[Artha activates the red thrusters and white aero gear again and they fly up. A wall looms into view and Artha aims for it. Suddenly, the red thrusters give out and the pair fall. Thinking quickly, Artha activates the rappel gear and latches onto the wall. Artha yells as they swing around the wall and head straight for another one. Beau digs his claws in but they start to slide down.]
Artha: Come on, boy. Get a grip.
[Artha activates the brown entrenching gear and they stop skidding. He sees the duct they are supposed to jump into and gulps.]
Artha: I’m not too happy about thiiiiiiiiiis!!!
[Beau leaps off of the wall and shoots for the duct. Artha screams his lungs out as they dive into the tube. Just before they enter it, Artha activates the sledding gear. Still yelling, Artha and Beau slide down the duct at an extremely fast speed. They are almost vertical for a good part of the ride, with few twists and turns. Suddenly, Artha and Beau rocket out of the end of the tube to the thunderous whooping and cheering of the crowd. Artha pumps his fist in the air.]
Artha: Woo-hoo!!
Kitt: He did it!
[Parm leaps and cheers in the background.]
Lance: That was amazing!
[Artha slides to the finish line in first place. Behind him, Dorsull, Wulph, and one other rider shoot out from the duct. They skid to a halt in front of Artha.]
Artha: Everybody made the leap?
Dorsull: Heh, heh, heh. Well, not everybody.
[Artha cocks his head questioningly.]
*The scene switches to Cain, who is caught in the wraith dragon trap on the alternative track.*
[Cain rubs his head and looks up to see the infamous detonator beeping and blinking.]
Cain: Huh? Oh no…
[The track explodes, sending shrapnel everywhere. Cain quivers in fear in a purple, dome-shaped cage. Wraith dragons begin to advance towards him.]
Cain: Moordryd? Moordryd!!!! MOORDRYD!!!!!!!!!!!!
*The scene goes to the ruined Penn Stables.*
[Artha places some red thruster gear on the mag rack.]
Lance: Drac! Everybody’s talking about you making that jump!
[Parm, Lance, Kitt, and their dragons are coming into the stables.]
Parm: And the way you led the others to follow you!
Kitt: Well, I have to admit, you made a believer out of me. I’m proud to be your friend… and, part of your racing team!
[Kitt turns around to reveal she has a gold star on the back of her suit. Wyldfyr has one on her hip as well. Lance, Parm, and their dragons show off their new logos as well. Even Beau has the star on his hip. Artha smiles, as does Mortis.]
Artha: Parm? You did this?
Parm: Well, I found a chromo-shifter in the gear room and now, even the dragons are part of your team.
Artha: Wow! All of this because I made the Leap of Lorius?
Mortis: No, Artha. This is because you showed all of us what a great leader you can be.
[The scene fades to black and a gold star shimmers in the middle of the screen.]
*Credits*

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19- The Wraith Booster

By Skylii

Posted: http://s10.invisionfree.com/Dragon_Booster/index.php?showtopic=236

 

Dragon Booster, Episode 19 (Season 2, Episode 6) - The Wraith Booster

Writer(s): Rob Travalino

Director: Stephane Podorieszach

Transcript written out by Skylii

All actions will be in [ ]'s and italics. All inside character actions will just be in [ ]'s. (Makes no sense, I know...)
All breaks and such with be in italics and in asterisks
All speakers will be in bolded

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* Opening Credits *

[Artha is trying to get a box of mechanical parts while standing on a rigid stool.]
Artha: [grunts] Lance! Hold it steady!
Lance: Yeah, I am holding it steady.
[Camera moves out to show Lance staring at his VIDDGame while balancing the stool with his foot.]
Artha: No, you're just looking to see if any of your friends are online playing Battleground Dragon!
Lance: No, I'm not.
[Artha scoffs and Lance turns around to see Artha looking down at him. He grabs the stool and steadies it.]
Artha: Just be a drac little brother and help me for just one more second?
[While Artha reaches for the parts again, someone on Battleground Dragon logs online, and Lance quickly turns back around to play Battleground Dragon.]
Artha: I need to get these parts to Parm tonight. Moordryd's been really scraping my scales out on the track!
Lance: Do you ever think that maybe Moordryd would be more happier with a little brother like me?
[The stool wobbles, and Artha falls with a cry, the box of parts falling down on him. Lance turns around, looking down at Artha.]
Artha: Something tells me that Moordryd would be a lot less happier with a little scale scraping brother like you!
[Artha stares at Lance, and Lance quickly hides his VIDDGame behind his back. Parm and Kitt walk in.]
Parm: Well, did you get the parts I need?
Artha: [sighs] More like the parts got me!
[He stands up and prepares to give the box of parts to Parm when Moordryd, Cain, Rancydd and their dragons walk forward.]
Moordryd: Hello, stable brats.
[From the stable room containing Beau, Wyldfyr, Fracshun and Cyrano, Beau growls, and charges at them, but Rancydd uses his mag-staff to press a button near the door, causing the door to slam shut. Beau rams into it, and roars with the dragons walking towards the doors.
Artha grabs his mag-staff and prepares to charge at the Dragon Eyes, but Decepshun mag-blasts Artha into another room, and he screams.]
Lance: Artha!
[Lance glares angrily at Moordryd and places his helmet on, picking up a mag-staff and running after Moordryd.]
Parm: Lance!
[Lance runs to Moordryd and begins tapping Moordryd with the mag-staff, but it seems to have no effect, and Moordryd smirks, grabbing Lance and pulling him up while Lance struggles.]
Moordryd: Oooh, feisty!
Kitt: Leave him alone!
[Cain is mag-blasted off Coershun and tackles Kitt, grabbing her so that she can't move, while Rancydd shoots a net at Parm to trap him to a wall.]
Cain: [to Kitt] Look's like you're up next.
Kitt: What do you want with us, Paynn?
Moordryd: [laughs] Simple, my dear Kitt. Connor Penn bred back the dragon of legend. That dragon and the Penn brats are friends. He will come to save them, he and the Dragon Boo Boo. And we'll be ready for them both.
[A finger taps Cain's shoulder twice.]
Artha: First let's see if you're ready for me!
[Artha swings his mag-staff at Cain, who goes flying into the air with a scream and comes down with a crash. Kitt glances at Parm.]
Kitt: What are you hanging around for?
[She cuts him loose with her mag-staff, and he falls to the ground. Lance is still struggling, but the sight of Moordryd's underpants poking out slightly from his pants catches his eye. Lance grins.]
Lance: Wedgie!
[Lance pulls hard on Moordryd's underpants, and Moordryd screams in surprise, dropping Lance to the ground.]
Moordryd: [strained] You little...[winces in pain]
Artha: Lance, run!
[Both Penn brothers run towards each other, but Moordryd pulls out his drain whip and snags Lance by his ankle, causing Lance to fall. Artha jumps to grab Lance, but Moordryd quickly pulls him away. Moordryd laughs as he grabs Lance, and he pulls out an object, tossing it to the ground. Grips shoot out and it blinks rapidly.]
Parm: Disruptor blackout!
[The disruptor blackout/flash/mine explodes, and Parm, Kitt, and Artha start coughing. Just as the smoke starts to clear, Artha sees Moordryd and the other Dragon Eyes run off with Lance.]
Lance: Artha! [coughs]
Artha: Lance!
Parm: We have to go after them!
Kitt: And into his trap!
Artha: We have no choice. Release the dragon!
[He pulls out his amulet and places it on his armband.]

[Meanwhile Moordryd and the other Dragon Eyes arrive at a deserted place (possibly Old City), inside a circular area. There is a very tall crystalline structure, with a strange symbol at the top resembling an eye. It is placed in the middle of a barely visible five-pointed star decorated on the ground.
Moordryd grins and nods to Cain. Cain nods back.]
Moordryd: Father, we're in position and ready to go.
[Meanwhile Parm and Kitt watch from a ledge.]
Parm: [looking through binocs and on saddle comm-screen with Artha] Careful, Artha! I'm getting giga-dracs of energy coming from that structure. It's more concentrated black draconium than I've ever seen!
Artha/Dragon Booster: Don't worry, Parm. I'll be careful.
[/i]Artha/Dragon Booster approaches the Dragon Eyes.
Artha/Dragon Booster: Let him go, Paynn!
Moordryd: So nice you could join us. Take him!
[Coershun and Rancydd's dragon (name unknown) advance slowly. Beau mag-blasts Cain and Rancydd off, tossing them next to Kitt and Parm. Coershun and Rancydd's dragon exchange glances, then take off hastily.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: [to Moordryd] Guess who's next?
[Suddenly the ground shakes, and the structure glows purple.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: What's happening?
[The star points begin rising from the ground, closing in on Artha/Dragon Booster, Lance and Moordryd.]
Parm: What - It's a trap!
Moordryd: No, no, Father, wait! I'm still in here!
[The star points close in, creating a triangular structure and also encasing Artha/Dragon Booster, Moordryd and Lance inside.
Artha/Dragon Booster: Nowhere to run, Paynn! Hand over the Penn kid, and nobody gets hurt!
[Moordryd looks around nervously, and Lance gives a hopeful grin.
Just then the structure starts glowing again, and Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau are frozen in spot as the eye on the top generates a ball of energy and freezes them in a black draconium beam. Moordryd gives a smirk while Lance's eyes widen in horror.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: [groans] I can't...move...
[From the eye of the structure, a type of gear floats down. Artha/Dragon Booster's eyes widen in fear as the gear attaches itself onto his chest.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: Nooooooooooo!!!
[Black draconium energy bursts from the gear, morphing Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau. Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau's eyes turn red and a blast of energy is released at the last moment. Moordryd and Lance look with shocked expressions.
Beau and Artha/Dragon Booster are now under the influence of the gear. They growl at Moordryd and Lance, and Lance clutches on to Moordryd, who looks surprised.
Meanwhile Artha/Dragon Booster's face is shown on one of Word Paynn's monitors.]
Word: Yes...yes, my new wraith booster! Absorb the black draconium energy, as only you can! Now, I control you, and once you activate the ancient mind pod of the Dragon Eye Empire, the city, and then the world shall be mine!
[He laughs diabolically.]

* Break *

[Cut back to a reddened glance from Artha/Dragon Booster's point of view, where Lance is shivering while holding on to Moordryd, and Moordryd just gawks at Artha/Dragon Booster, a hand on Lance's shoulder. Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau growl and snarl at both of them, before Beau mag-jumps all the way to the top of the triangular structure, blasting a hole through it. From outside Parm and Kitt see Artha/Dragon Booster and are horrified.]
Parm: Oh, this is very bad! Artha's been turned into a...wraith!
Kitt: And Lance is trapped in that thing!
Parm: Let's get to Mortis. He'll know what to do.
[Back inside the triangular structure, Lance and Moordryd are still staring up at the top.]
Lance: Whoa!
Moordryd: What? I've never seen a dragon mag-jump that high!
[He looks at Lance, who is still holding on to him, and picks him up, promptly dropping him on the ground. Decepshun and Moordryd walk away from him.]
Lance: [scared] Where are you going?! I have no dragon! What about me?!
Moordryd: [mutters] What about you? [opens a saddle comm-link] Father, the trap is sprung, but it has trapped me as well! Can you open it?
[The screen flickers and music plays in the background while Word Paynn fixes a dragon claw set on his finger. Moordryd gawks in disbelief.]
Word: Is this thing on - oh! [clears his throat and sits down] [awkwardly] Hello. You have reached the VIDDMail of...Word Paynn. I am not available right now, but...please leave a message after the...roar, and I'll...get back to you...well, as soon as it's convenient for me. Thank you.
[He reaches out to turn off the answering/VIDDMail machine and instead the machine crashes with a look of surprise from Word's face at the last minute, leaving Moordryd's comm-link static. Moordryd continues staring at the screen.]
Moordryd: What? Wait! What about me?!
Lance: [grinning] Yeah? What about you?
[Moordryd casts a glance at Lance, before muttering something as he cuts off the connection. He looks up at the hole Artha/Dragon Booster mag-jumped through, and presses a button on Decepshun's saddle, activating Decepshun's white rappelling gear. A cord shoots up all the way through the whole and grips at the edge.]
Moordryd: Good luck with the climb, stable brat!
[Moordryd laughs evilly, then hesistates as he turns his attention back to Lance, whose teeth is chattering and is giving that adorable scared puppy-dog eyes stare.]
Moordryd: ...Stop staring at me! You'll be fine!
[Lance blinks and continues staring and whimpering.]
Moordryd: [sighs and shakes head] Oh, for dragon's sake...just this once!
[Lance grins and hops onto Decepshun's back, clinging onto Moordryd.]
Moordryd: Hey, hey, careful! Watch out for the -
[The flash stick on Moordryd's back activates. Moordryd and Lance fall off Decepshun.]
Moordryd: [weak voice] Flash...stick...
[He gives an irritated glare at Lance, who laughs nervously.]

[Meanwhile Dragon Booster and Beau are causing havoc among Down City, walking up to a small triangular structure with a Dragon Eye symbol on it, and a dragon foot imprint.]
Word: [through comm-link] This is the place, my wraith booster. One of the secret mind pods of the ancient Black Dragon Eye Empire. Now, release the dark energy within you, and plunge all of Down City into the mind cloud.
[Beau places his paw on an imprint on the structure, and the structure glows with dark energy, opening up. A Dragon Eye insignia at the top begins beaming out black draconium energy.]
Word: Then, Precinct, and then Mid City, without power, without protection, and with a third of the population frozen, I will begin my dragonhuman war!
[A dark cloud settles on Down City, and everybody screams and gasps as power begins shutting off and the cloud settles in on Down City, even at Moordryd's compound, and Word laughs evilly.]

[Cut to the Dragon Temple where Mortis dwells, and a VIDDscreen of information about the mind pods.]
Mortis: When activated, these other mind pods can beam the energy of black draconium, freezing humans like statues!
Parm: Like black mind gear, and like the Shadow Track, only...much more powerful!
Mortis: Exactly! Powered by the dragon of legend under Word's control! These devices are from a time of the great dragon-human empires, when draconium was much more powerful than what you see in the racing gear used today. It was more like magic!
Kitt: Like Beau.
Mortis: You must quickly save Lance from the trap and then together get close enough to Artha and Beau to free them from the wraith gear! Only then can they release the influence of the black draconium energy to save the city...and the world...
[Parm looks nervous while Kitt looks grave.]

[Cut to a shot of Decepshun sliding down the triangular prism structure. Moordryd and Lance scream as the ground edges nearer, and they finally crash. Decepshun gets up with a shake of her head and a grunt.]
Moordryd: [groans, stands up and opens up a staticky wrist-comm screen] Cain? Cain, where are you? Something's not right...Cain isn't answering.
Lance: [stands up] Why don't you just leave him a message? [makes face] Heh heh heh!
Moordryd: [mimics contemptuously] Heh heh heh!
[Decepshun sniffs and grunts, looking around. Moordryd notices this.]
Moordryd: Whoa, whoa, easy, girl! [gently strokes hand over Decepshun's head]
Lance: I knew it!
Moordryd: [stops] You knew what?
Lance: You're not so bad.
[Moordryd clenches his fist, while Decepshun casts a glance at Lance.]
Moordryd: What did you say, stable brat?
Lance: I said, you're not so bad. You're nice to your dragon, and you saved me, and...
[Moordryd walks over to Lance and glares down evilly at him]
Lance: ...and you have...drac hair?
[Moordryd stares down at Lance, still lokoing unimpressed, and Lance blinks and gives a nervous grin.]
Moordryd: [softens]...well, it takes a lot of gel...[previous mood comes back again] Look, I gotta run! See you around, mini brat!
[He and Decepshun walk away.]
Moordryd: [turns head around] Watch out for the -
[The ground underneath him suddenly collapses, and he falls, grabbing onto the ledge while Lance comes over and laughs.]
Lance: So, you decided to hang around?
[A roar emits from the crevisse, and a pair of yellow eyes edge closer.]
Moordryd: [horrified scream] That's a Hydrag! Get me out of here now!

* Break *

[The Hydrag eyes edge closer. Moordryd looks up at Lance desperately.]
Moordryd: Stable brat, now!
Lance: Okay, okay!
[He grabs Moordryd's mag-staff and lays it across the crack. Moordryd grabs onto it and Lance grabs his arm, pulling him up. At the last moment Moordryd is pulled back and the Hydrag barely gets him, instead snapping the mag-staff in two and returning underground. Lance and Moordryd fall on the ground. Lance averts his attention to Moordryd, who gasps for air.]
Moordryd: That was too close...too close...
[He notices Lance staring at him, and Lance grins.]
Moordryd: [frowns] What are you grinning about?
Lance: [singsong] I just saved your li-ife! I just saved your...
[Moordryd sits up, irritated.]
Moordryd: Oh, be quiet! You did not -
[The roar of the Hydrag can be heard from the crevisse. Moordryd looks down at where he could've fallen in or could've been eaten.]
Moordryd: You di -
[He looks back at Lance, who gives a smug smile.]
Moordryd: [mutters] Scales!

[Meanwhile Kitt and Parm run down Mid City (or possibly Precinct) street. Kitt sees a black mag-energy blast up ahead and sees a few Dragon City Security cops thrown back to the ground.
Kitt: [to Parm] I think we found Artha.
[Cut to Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau, cornered by Captain Faier and two other Dragon City Security cops.]
Faier: Surrender, you're under arrest! [to other two] Get ready to trap him! On my signal...
[Artha/Dragon Booster gives an evil grin.]
Faier: NOW!
[Nets are shot out at Dragon Booster and Beau. Beau roars and mag-blasts the nets, destroying them. He then mag-blasts Faier and the other two cops away.]
Kitt: I'll distract him, and you...[takes off]
Parm: Me? What me?!
[Kitt races past Artha/Dragon Booster and stops. Putting her thrusting gear in reverse, she activates the gear, creating a wall of fire between them. Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau growl and roar, facing the flames. Behind Artha/Dragon Booster, Parm and Cyrano charge, and Parm activates green ramming gear on Cyrano.]
Parm: [to Cyrano] I have a feeling that this is going to hurt me a lot more than it's going to hurt you!
[Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau turn around, and Cyrano rams into Beau, but the gear just breaks and Cyrano falls to the ground.]
Parm: And I was right!
[Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau mag-blast Parm from his seat and blast him towards the flames. Parm screams and Kitt sees Parm coming at her. She quickly turns off the gear. The flames stop, and Parm crashes into her, making her fall off Wyldfyr and causing them both to fall off the track. Wyldfyr grunts and quickly runs over to the edge, where Kitt and Parm are gripping onto a sidetrack light.]
Kitt: Wyldfyr, mag me!
[Wyldfyr is about to mag her when Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau approach her. Wyldfyr roars at Beau, who roars back and mag-blasts Wyldfyr away. He approaches the edge and Artha/Dragon Booster looks down at them.]
Kitt: Dragon Booster! Don't you know us? It's Kitt Wonn and Parmon Sean!
Parm: [grins nervously and waves hand] Hello!
[He gives a scream as he nearly falls off.]
Kitt: Word Paynn is controlling you! He's trying to use you to destroy Dragon City and start a dragonhuman war! Don't you recognize us?
[Artha/Dragon Booster growls in protest as he starts remembering his old self. His face appears on one of Word's monitors, who gives a smirk.]
Word: I give you credit for your strong will, hero, but my new wraith gear is far too powerful for you.
[He presses a button, and black energy controls Dragon Booster yet again. He and Beau run off to the next mind pod while Parm and Kitt manage to get on top of the sidelight (it's quite thick).]
Parm: Maybe he's leaving us alone!
Kitt: [angrily] Maybe that mind pod is more important to him! Let's get outta here!
[At that moment Beau activates the second mind pod, and energy beams out, freezing Kitt and Parm.]

[Meanwhile Decepshun runs through the street of frozen people. Lance looks around in horror as Decepshun halts to a walk.]
Moordryd: [to Lance with a smirk] My father's plan is working! Without Dragon City Security and the Dragon Booster, the city is doomed!
Lance: This is a good plan? Starting a dragonhuman war? What happens to you when that war begins? What happens to your crew, your friends...what happens to me?
Moordryd: My father says that dragons should rule ([Decepshun gives a grin]), that humans are weak...
Lance: You're human too, Moordryd! I think your father likes dragons better than he likes you!
[Moordryd looks away thoughtfully, then glares back at Lance.]
Moordryd: You're just a little kid. You don't understand!
Lance: I understand! I understand that you're good to your dragon, that you helped me like I was your little brother! I think you're nice to both dragons and humans, Moordryd Paynn, that's what I think! My dad said that humans and dragons are meant to live together and be friends, that we have to learn to release the power of the dragon in ourselves. We have to release the dragon!
Moordryd: Yes, but, your father is gone, Penn...
Lance: ...but he still LOVED me.
Moordryd: ENOUGH!
[Decepshun mags Lance off while Moordryd glares angrily at Lance.]
Moordryd: I don't want your stupid little kid opinions, and I don't need your advice! You can walk home from here. I don't have a brother, and I don't want one!
[He and Decepshun take off. Lance stares at them sadly as they go. Meanwhile Moordryd goes off with a scowl, but his anger quickly fades and he stops Decepshun, turning around. Lance isn't seen anywhere. Moordryd realizes then what he's just done.]

[Cut to Moordryd running through the Dragon Eye compound.]
Moordryd: Cain? Rancydd? Blarre, anybody?
[He sees a door and pulls it with his hands to the security room.]
Moordryd: Cain, Rancydd, my father's plan is -
[He gasps as he sees Rancydd and Cain, probably talking about something casually but now frozen in spot.]
Moordryd: Cain? No...[runs off] Noooo!

[Meanwhile Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau arrive at the last mind pod. Beau activates it, and Precinct (probably, or Mid City) freezes still.]

[Cut back to Moordryd on the streets of Mid City (or Precinct; wasn't clarified), looking around at the people frozen in their tracks, with utter realization of his error.]
Moordryd: No...
[He looks forward, and his eyes widen. He stops at where Lance stands, frozen in place. Moordryd gets off Decepshun and, slowly, places a hand on Lance's wrist.]
Moordryd: [desperately] C'mon, stable brat, say something!
[Lance doesn't respond in any way. Moordryd stares, horrified, then releases his grip from Lance.]
Moordryd: Why? He's just a kid! Why, Father? WHY?!?!
[He looks down sadly, then looks up, glowering.]
Moordryd: This ends NOW, Father!

[Cut back to Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau at the mind pod, while Beau roars out in triuph. Moordryd and Decepshun so happen to be on that same street, so Decepshun halts just behind a corner. Moordryd takes a peek and sees Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau. He activates green bashing gear on Decepshun, and an attack ball is shot out, hitting the wraith gear on Artha's chest.
Word's monitors go static, and his eyes widen.]
Word: I've lost contact!
[Moordryd has a mag-staff as he and Decepshun come swiftly out of their hiding place.]
Moordryd: Dragon Booster! This ends here!
[Artha/Dragon Booster snarls at Moordryd, who gets ready to attack. Beau and Decepshun charge at each other, and as Decepshun jumps, Beau quickly uses a floor kick and sends Decepshun and Moordryd crashing into a wall. Artha/Dragon Booster gives a diabolical laugh. Decepshun gets up.]
Moordryd: [points mag-staff at Dragon Booster] We'll see who has the last laugh.
[He presses a button on his saddle while Decepshun gives a ready growl.]
Moordryd: Get ready, Decepshun! We just have one chance!
[The grip of Decepshun's white rappelling gear comes out. Moordryd grabs it in his hand with his mag-staff in the other.]
Moordryd: Mag me!
[Decepshun mag-blasts Moordryd towards Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau. Beau roars and mag-blasts Moordryd back, who is stopped and pulled towards Artha/Dragon Booster. Artha/Dragon Booster seizes Moordryd, who quickly places the grip on the wraith gear.]
Moordryd: [turns head around] Now, Decepshun, now!
[Decepshun takes off running. Artha/Dragon Booster growls and quickly grabs the cord, stopping Decepshun in her tracks. Moordryd gasps while Artha/Dragon Booster snarls and growls. Decepshun struggles furiously to pull the gear off.]
Moordryd: [grunts] Dragon Booster! Listen to me! The wraith gear is weak. You can defeat it! Release your dragon! Release the black energy! Release the dragon!
[Artha/Dragon Booster's eyes widen, and a couple of flashbacks occur, one of Beau roaring after transforming, Beau bashing into orange dragons, Beau and Artha/Dragon Booster becoming one, and Artha and Beau diving for the armband and amulet, and changing into Dragon Booster and black and gold dragon of legend.]
Moordryd's voice: [echoes] Release the dragon...
[Artha/Dragon Booster lets go of the cord, and Decepshun thrusts forward, yanking the gear off and making it explode. Artha/Dragon Booster's eyes widen, then he drops Moordryd as the black energy is release from he and Beau's bodies. Artha/Dragon Booster's eyes turn back to normal, and Moordryd watches in amazement.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: [gasps and groans] Drac, my head. Beau, are you okay?
[Beau grunts and nods, then the black energy from the third mind pod goes unstable. Everyone shields their eyes, and Beau gives a roar. Beams of black draconium energy light shoot out. Word gives a cry as his monitors go static and overload, and the city unfreezes and loads back power. Everybody frozen also unfreezes, including Cain and Rancydd in the control room, who exhale and limp, getting back up as Cain finishes their earlier conversation.]
Cain: And that's how you bake cookies.
[The lights on the Mid-City or Precinct street light up, and Captain Faier and the other Dragon City Security cops unfreeze and limp, staring at each other in wonder. Kitt and Parm also unfreeze, limp and exhale.]
Parm: Kitt? Are you okay?
Kitt: [looks at herself with a grin] Er, yeah, I think everything is where it should be! Let's get outta here!
[They climb over the sidetrack fence.]

[Cut back to Moordryd on Decepshun, walking up to healed Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau.]
Moordryd: [hesitantly] Are you okay?
Artha/Dragon Booster: Thanks. Why did you do it?
Moordryd: I have my reasons.
[He takes off, and Artha stares, nodding his head in approval.]

* Break (Not sure of this one either; it did black out, but then CBC doesn't use any commercial breaks with Dragon Booster and a couple of other programs) *

[Cut to Lance, who unfreezes. He limps and exhales and is astonished that he's still in one piece, then hears the growl of Decepshun, and turns to see Moordryd and Decepshun walk by him. Moordryd gives a smile and a nod.]
Moordryd: See you around, stable brat.
[He and Decepshun then take off. Lance stares at Moordryd with a smile, then sees Artha/Dragon Booster and Beau approach.]
Lance: Artha! You're okay!
Artha/Dragon Booster: Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better now that I've found you!
[He looks at the distant figure of Decepshun and Moordryd.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: Now what was that all about?
Lance: It's good to have a little brother.
[Beau grunts in approval and mags Lance onto his head.]
Artha/Dragon Booster: [chuckles] I couldn't agree more, Lance, I couldn't agree more! C'mere!
[He gives Lance a noogie.]

* Ending Credits *

20- Artha The Drac

Transcript Coming

21- The Prophet's Motive

By: Cepheus

Posted: http://s10.invisionfree.com/Dragon_Booster/index.php?showtopic=592

 

 

Dragon Booster, Episode 21 (Season 2 Episode 8) – The Prophet’s Motive

Writer: Mark Leiren-Young

Director: Sebastian Brodin

Transcript Written Out By Cepheus

All character actions will be in asterisks. (*)
All inside character actions will be in italicized and in asterisks.
All speakers will be bolded.
All scene changes and breaks will be underlined and italicized.
All speech descriptions will be in asterisks.

Opening Credits

Scene opens with Propheci rampaging through Dragon City and people rushing to get out of his way. Propheci rams a taxi dragon head on and bounces back into a wall, knocking him unconscious.

Hazaard: You know what the old legends say!

Random Old Guy: What? *Looks back down*

Hazaard: *Looks down* They say orange dragons were only bred for one thing--

*Propheci gets back up and roars*

Hazaard: The Dragon-Human war.


*Scene changes to Artha and Parm getting ready for that day’s race.*

Artha: Lookin’ good, Parm!

*Wulph and Ferryt walk up*

Wulph: Not to good from here.

Parm: *Grunts*

Wulph: You’d be better of with blue balance gear and red side bending, if you’ve got it. The track narrows at the second turn, to narrow for turning gear.

Parm: Oh, humph. Just what we need, a backseat mechanic!

Artha: Parm’s our gear expert, Wulph, but thanks anyway.

Parm: *Grunts*

Wulph: Is he your track expert, too?

*Wulph and Ferry grin*

Parm: I’ve analyzed it! Every square dracometer and I’ve calculated the ideal speed for *jumps* every straightaway and even *stomps left foot* calibrated to compensate *jumps* for the drops!

*Stool falls out from under Parm who hangs there for a moment, smiles sheepishly, then falls down, too. Wulph stares unaffectedly*

Parm: *coughs* But what do you know, anyway? The last time we saw you, you were working for Word Paynn!

*Wulph and Parm scowl at each other*

Wulph: Let’s go!

Parm: The nerve of that guy…

Artha: Relax, Parm, he’s not that bad.

Wulph: I guess we’ll have to show those snobby little brats how a properly trained unit works!

*Ferryt Grins*


Change scenes to the day’s race

Parm on Artha’s vidd-screen: Artha, you’re falling behind Wulph!

Artha: I can take him on the turn, he’s slowing down!

*Artha activates red thrusters. Beau speeds up and jumps over an arch above the street track, breezing past Wulph and knocking off the blue balance gear on Hyve.*

Wulph: *Urgently* Stop!

*Artha glances back at Wulph, but ignores his warning. Wulph sees a neon sign above the street and Hyve mags it in Artha and Beau’s way. Beau rams the sign and spins out of control, rams the wall on the turn, bounces back and continues spinning until Beau falls. Ferryt’s dragon jumps onto the wall, runs on it for a short distance to dodge the fallen Beau, and jumps back down to continue on the track.*

Artha: *Angrily* Hey! What do you think you’re doing?

Wulph: Saving your scales! I told you that turn was-

Artha: *Interrupting* You just wanted to take us out so your friend could pass us!

*Ferryt and his dragon come dashing back closely followed by an angry Propheci.*

Wulph: Move!

*Hyve slams into Beau moving them out of the way. Propheci head-on slams the wall and is again knocked unconscious.*

Artha: Huh? Propheci?


Scene changes to in front of the Penn Racing gear tent. Propheci is in a trailer and Kitt has just finished examining him.

Kitt: He’s hurt pretty badly; I don’t know what to do for him!

Lance: He’s the leader of the Prophets crew! They’re dangerous!

Artha: That’s exactly why we need to get him out of here. We better bring him to Mortis.

*Artha closes the trailer door. Once the door is closed, Propheci opens his eyes*

Artha: We have to figure out what he’s doing up here in Mid-City.

Parm: And without Reepyr, his human rider.

Wulph: I think you should let us take him off your hands, we know what to do with him.

*Beau growls and roars at Wulph and Ferryt.*

Parm: I don’t care if they helped us once! I don’t trust them!

*The Penn racers walk off with Cyrano pulling the trailer behind him.*

Wulph: Send a tracking dragon after them.

*Ferryt nods and pulls out a purple and green case.*

Wulph: Let’s make sure they don’t get into trouble.

*Ferryt pushes a button on the top of the case. The sides fold back and a tracking dragon untangles itself from inside. It flies after the Penn group and follows them until they get to the destroyed Penn stables. It rams a closing door and slides down.


Scene changes to the dragon temple. Propheci is held down with two pieces of green trapping gear.

Mortis: So this is Propheci.

Artha: *Worriedly* Let’s not get to close to him, okay?

Mortis: You must not fear what you do not understand.

Kitt: We understand that Propheci and his crew tried to trap us forever in the Track of Doom.

Parm: And now we have the Army of the Dragon snooping around, too, and the last time we tangled with them, they were working for Word Paynn.

Mortis: *Glancing back* Do not fear them because there are things about them that you do not know. *Turns around* They may seem different, but deep down inside, most of us are very much the same.

*Propheci suddenly wakes up with a growl and mags orange forcing gear onto Mortis’ head. Propheci tosses off the trapping gear while Lance and Parm scream. Propheci roars at Mortis who is trying to resist the orange forcing gear. Mortis falls down as Propheci continues roaring.*

Artha: Mortis! No!

Break

*Mortis is still fighting the orange forcing gear. Artha extends his blocking staff.*

Artha: Let him go! Now!

*Beau roars angrily*

Mortis: *In a strange hoarse voice* No.

Artha: What?

*Mortis is standing still and expressionless with glowing orange gear clamped around his face. Propheci mags Mortis onto his back as Lance tries to grab Mortis’ foot as he floats over their heads.*

Mortis/Propheci: I speak through the dragon priest because I must. Yes, Dragon Booster, I remember you from the Track of Doom. I came to Dragon City because I knew a dragon priest must be your guide.

*Artha stares uncertainly*

Artha: What do you want?

Mortis/Propheci: You destroyed us.

Kitt: Destroyed you? He saved you!

Mortis/Propheci: We lived for centuries in peace.

Flash back to Track of Doom

*The ledge Propheci is standing on has been severed by a mag burst.*

Past Propheci/Reepyr: *falling* You fools!

*Propheci grabs hold of the edge of “The Pit”

Mortis/Propheci: Dragons controlling humans, but you ended all that!

Past Artha: Propheci, hold on! We can save you!

*Beau, Wyldfyr, Fracshun, and Cyrano combine mag blasts to save Propheci*

Past Gang: *Throw their arms in the air* Yeah!

End Flashback

Artha: How? You said I proved that humans and dragons could work together as equals!

Mortis/Propheci: Even dragons fear those who are different, things they cannot understand, and they could not understand what you showed them that day! The arguments became violent, Prophet against Prophet, dragon against rider, a civil war! Some of my dragons now prepare to attack Dragon City because they no longer trust any humans!

Kitt: But humans and dragons can only survive if they work together!

Lance: And don’t attack each other!

Mortis/Propheci: Please, I need your help. We need the Dragon Booster. Once I join again with Reepyr, I will no longer need the dragon priest.

Parm: What a load of scales! Why should we trust him? *Points at Propheci*

Artha: We’ve got to. It’s like Mortis said. We’re different, but inside we’re the same.

*Propheci smiles evilly. Beau mags Artha onto his back*

Artha: You guys hang back in case I get into trouble.


Scene changes to the part of the Marathon track that runs over the Track of Doom.

*Wulph’s tracking dragon hovers over Artha’s and Propheci’s heads.


Scene changes to the entrance into the Track of Doom.

Artha: The Track of Doom again? Look, I know this is your turf, but with all the trouble, should we really be going in the front door?

Mortis/Propheci: I’m going in. *Propheci walks in* Do as you wish.

*Artha thinks for a moment then follows Propheci into the Track of Doom.*

*Kitt watches Artha and Propheci through her binoculars.*

Kitt: You guys wait here.

Lance: What?!?

Kitt: I’m going in, and somebody needs to stay outside in case there’s trouble.

*Wyldfyr sprints into the track*

*Lance and Parm look at each other worriedly. The tracking dragon hovers behind some rocks. Fracshun hears it and turns his head as the tracking dragon moves out of view. Fracshun turns around and shakes his head. The tracking dragon comes back into view and flies off.*


Scene changes to Propheci and Artha inside the Track of Doom.

Kitt: Artha!

*Wyldfyr slides to a halt beside Beau*

Artha: I thought I told you to-

Kitt: *Interrupting* Yeah, like you could do this without me, stable boy!

Mortis/Propheci: How nice for you. Now you won’t be trapped here alone.

Artha: *Angrily* This was a trick*

*Beau growls angrily as a group of Prophets sprint out to surround Kitt and Artha. Kitt glances around worriedly as Artha and Beau move forward.*

Mortis/Propheci: Dragon City will be so much easier to destroy without the Dragon Booster to protect it!

*Wyldfyr and Beau are standing back to back facing the orange dragons that are surrounding them.*


Scene changes to Lance and Parm waiting outside the Track of Doom

*Lance is looking inside the Track of Doom through his binoculars. Suddenly Hyve jumps down right in front of the lenses. Lance and Parm both scream*

Lance: It’s the Army of the Dragon crew!

Wulph: Where’s the orange dragon?

*Lance and Parm glance worriedly at each other*

Wulph: You are in terrible danger down here! Where is Artha Penn?

Lance: Uhhh… He went to get help!

Wulph: *Sighs* We are trying to help you!

Parm: How, by calling Word Paynn again? You’re working for him!

Wulph: *Angrily* We work for nobody!

*Parm cowers back as Lance extends his blocking staff and hits a button on Parm’s controls. Red thrusters are activated and Cyrano rockets forward with Parm screaming in his saddle.*

Wulph: No! Stop!

*Wulph and Ferryt hold up their wrists to reveal green trapping gear. Parm activates green ramming gear and Cyrano bashes through the two Army of the Dragon crew members.*

Wulph: After them!

*Parm smiles back at the two fallen purple dragons then looks forward and screams. Several orange dragons block their path. The Prophets all begin to roar at them as Cyrano and Fracshun slide to a halt in front of them. The orange dragons continue roaring as Lance and Parm glance about worriedly. Lance looks back at Wulph and Ferryt to see that they are also surrounded. An orange dragon sticks its head close to Parm who cowers back in fear.*

Lance: Oh, this day is just getting better and better!


Scene changes to inside the Track of Doom.

*The human members of the Prophets stare out from behind strange bars. The orange dragons begin advancing on Beau and Wyldfyr. Wyldfyr and Kitt are backed up into a cage.*

Kitt: We’re trapped!

*Reepyr walks up to the bars*

Reepyr: Oh no, Dragon Booster!

Artha: Reepyr, what happened? What’s going on?

Reepyr: I’m sorry, we tried to work together, like you showed, but many of the dragons didn’t want to give up control. They couldn’t trust us and were preparing to attack the city! I planned to use a red fire grenade to seal us in the Track of Doom, but Propheci pulled it from my thoughts.

Mortis/Propheci: Yes! *Propheci walks forward from behind two orange dragons.* A fools plan! Pitiful humans, you can’t even get along with each other! Look at how you fought with the Army of the Dragon over me!

Kitt: That was different. We had a misunderstanding.

Mortis/Propheci: Your species is fearful, hopeless. Better to destroy you now, for the good of dragons everywhere!

Artha: Then you’re doing just what said was wrong about us! Attacking what you’re afraid of, what’s different than you!

Mortis/Propheci: *Angrily* Enough! Now that I have the dragon priest, we will add our power to his knowledge, and we will attack the city without opposition.

Break

*Beau is backing up while growling angrily while several orange dragons advance. Propheci tries to make Mortis channel a mag blast through his staff, but Mortis resists. Propheci tries harder and Mortis is overpowered.*

Artha: Mortis!

*Mortis sends a mag blast through his staff and Beau is thrown into a corner while Artha is flung off. Mortis sends another mag blast towards Artha who is held in the air momentarily before flung back to the ground.*

Kitt: Propheci, don’t do this! There’s more to humans than hate and fear!

Mortis/Propheci: Is there now? Humans who will not serve us will be destroyed!

*Artha holds up the star amulet*

Artha: Release the dragon!

*Artha places the amulet in the gauntlet and he and Beau are transformed. Beau and Artha advance angrily on the Prophets.*

Mortis/Propheci: Wait, this vessel, this priest, I see through his eyes now, I feel what he feels. He is your friend, and you would never hurt a friend, would you?

*Mortis’ staff begins to glow with another mag blast*


Scene changes to Parm, Wulph, Ferryt, Lance, and their dragons. The four are being held in a cage away from the fight.

Parm: This is all your fault!

Wulph: We were trying to help you!

Parm: What?! *Sarcastically* Oh, right!

Lance: Can we not argue and just get out of here?

Wulph: This dragon metal is ancient, little one, these bars are indestructible, neither man nor dragon can escape a Prophet’s cage. *Turns back to Parm* You don’t know all the facts!

Lance: *Muttering to himself* Yeah, maybe no man or dragon can, but they’re not built to hold a kid!

Wulph: Look around you!

Lance: *Standing outside the cage* Hello? Anyone else want out?

Wulph: *Pauses* Quickly!

Parm: Yes! Yes! Uh, quickly!

Lance: Not so fast! I think Mortis is right; we are on the same side. We’re just to busy thinking we’re not to realize that we are.

Wulph: Nobody wants a dragon human war, except Word Paynn, but you already showed us that.

Parm: I guess it’s possible we might’ve misunderstood you.

*Wulph and Parm smile awkwardly*

Lance: Hmm, you see? We’re not so different after all.



Scene changes to the battle between Propheci and Artha.

*Artha and Beau are thrown to the ground by Mortis.

Kitt: Oh no.

*Propheci roars Mortis picks up Artha with another mag stream. Beau roars at Propheci, who returns the roar, and makes Mortis send Beau flying with a mag stream from Mortis’ hand. Two giant orange dragons pin Beau down with a mag burst each. Mortis then drops the hovering Artha onto the ground. Artha gets back up glaring at Propheci. Mortis throws his staff to the side as Propheci mags him into the air. Mortis creates a mag blast in each hand and alternately hits Artha with them. Artha extends his blocking staff and begins blocking them.*

Reepyr: Dragon Booster, you must fight back!

Artha: *Trembling and breathing heavily* I won’t hurt my friend! *Blocks another mag blast*


*Scene changes to Wulph, Lance, Parm, Ferryt, and their dragons*

*The four have just exited the cage as a large door opens to reveal a giant orange dragon. Lance and Parm scream, Ferryt gapes, and Wulph gasps.*


Scene changes back to Artha and Propheci

*Artha is still blocking attacks from Mortis. Mortis mags a column to fall on top of Artha. The orange dragon that attacked Wulph, Ferryt, Lance, and Parm is magged into the column, smashing it away from Artha.*

Wulph: Dragon Booster! We are here to help!

*Propheci roars*

Kitt: Parm! Get us out of here!

Parm: Right away!

*Parm activates green ramming gear and Cyrano smashes into the cage door. Cyrano is bounced back, but the cage is left unharmed. Lance notices a button in the shape of the Prophets’ crew symbol beside the door.*

Lance: *To Fracshun* I need you to mag me as far as you can!

*Fracshun mags Lance, who jumps onto his drag wing. Lance rides in between several mag blasts from orange dragons, but he dodges all of them. He pushes the button and Wyldfyr, Kitt, and Reepyr escape before the cage door goes back up. Wulph shoots tethering gear at the orange dragons pinning Beau down and stops their mag streams. Beau mag blasts them away. The group stands together to face the Prophets.*

Mortis/Propheci: So, the enemies are now working together, hmm? Too little, too late!

Artha: This whole fight is based on a lie! You said humans couldn’t work together! That’s how you sold this whole ware to the other dragons, isn’t it? Well, we are working together! Power down everybody, back off.

Lance: Huh?

Mortis/Propheci: What?

Artha: Prophets, here me! I have no reason to fight the Army of the Dragon, and I have no reason to fight any of you, either!

*An orange dragon backs away from the crowd of Prophets. Reepyr waves to it and it sprints towards him and mags him onto his back.*

Artha: Humans and dragons must all work together or we are all doomed!

Mortis/Propheci: I’ll destroy you myself!

*Reepyr and the rebel orange dragon smash into Propheci and knock him over. Propheci turns back with a look of disbelief and anger as Reepyr jumps onto his back and pulls the orange forcing gear off Mortis.*

Reepyr: Now, mag him!

*Beau mags Mortis onto Cyrano’s back. Reepyr finds a red fire grenade in Propheci’s saddle.*

Reepyr: A fire grenade! *To the orange dragon* Mag me!

*The orange dragon mags Reepyr onto his back and then steps away to avoid a mag blast. Propheci roars angrily and the other Prophets join in.*

Wulph: Time to fight!

Parm: Time to run!

Artha: Time for both!

*Several orange dragons mag blast at the group and Artha blocks them.*

Lance: How are we going to get out?

All: As a team!

Artha: Everybody, stay on us!

*Artha nods to Parm who returns the nod and Cyrano charges into a group of Prophets, knocking them out of the way. The rest of the gang follows closely. More Prophets join the chase and mag blast at the group. Hyve is hit by a mag blast and slows down enough to be surrounded by orange dragons. Wulph fights off orange dragons as best he can. Kitt blocks mag blast with her staff, Lance blinds them with a flash stick, and Cyrano continues bashing through the Prophets. Artha turns back to help Wulph. Beau smashes through the wall of orange dragons and Artha and Wulph send the rest flying with their blocking staffs.*

Wulph: Thank you, Dragon Booster.

*Everyone continues running for the exit.*

Parm: We're almost there!

Reepyr looks back and begins to slow the orange dragon down. All but he and Artha go through the Track of Doom exit*

Artha: Reepyr, what are you doing?

Reepyr: Go, go! I’m going to stop them!

*Reepyr throws the fire grenade at a column and blows it up. The Prophets see the entrance begin to cave in and turn back.*

Reepyr: Save yourself! Go, go!

*Reepyr and the orange dragon sprint inside the Track of Doom.*

Artha: Reepyr, wait!

*Artha and Beau are forced to exit the Track of Doom because of falling debris.*

*BREAK*

*Scene changes to outside the Track of Doom.*

Mortis: You were very brave. I am sorry for attacking you. The orange forcing gear was even to powerful for me.

Artha: Ah, don’t worry about it Mortis.

Wulph: I still can’t believe Reepyr trapped himself in there to try and stop all the fighting.

Mortis: The Prophets have been angry and distrusting of humans for 3000 years. Reepyr has a lot of work ahead of him.

Kitt: Well, it’s a good thing they’re all trapped.

Wulph: Yes, but for how long?


Scene changes to inside the Track of Doom

*Propheci’s eyes open and he growls menacingly*

Ending Credits

22- Still Waters Freeze

By MEEEE!!!

Posted: http://s10.invisionfree.com/Dragon_Booster/index.php?showtopic=769

 

Okay, Here it is, but I still need to add the actions.
Still Waters Freeze
Pan down; it’s raining
*I need to insert ALOT of action here*
Moordryd: C’mon! Get in there!
[Moordryd jabs at dragon. Cain de-activates a dragon’s foot and both look up. See Lance dressed up as DB]
Lance: put the dragon back where you found it, and nobody gets hurt.
[Both stare at lance… and laugh]
Lance: You can’t possibly defeat me! I am the great, the powerful, the fastest, the strongest toughest smartest, dracest, mostest kind of all around guy super duper greatest And mighty dragon booster!
Moordryd: get him, Cain.
[Cain charges; Lance jumps really high up and kicks Cain. Cain goes flying and Moordryd charges with his mag stick. Lance rolls and trips Moordryd, causing him to face plant.]
Lance: Who wants some? [strikes heroic pose]
[Moordryd and Cain look up and yell. Lance jumps forward and begins punching <only see flashes of color>. Lance then is striking a heroic pose on top of Moordryd and Cain, both babbling like scared idiots.]
Moordryd: he’s too much. Lance, lance…
[Dream fades away. Lance is looking dreamily]
Parmon: Lance… Lance
[Lance starts, and sees all three people standing there, looking at him]
Kitt: Instead of daydreaming, let’s focus on our job, shall we?
[Cain is riding Coershun, towing a red dragon, as is Moordryd. Artha is following on Beau as the Dragon Booster.]
Lance: oh, why can’t we be the heroes for a change?
Kitt: Because we’re not the dragon booster
Parmon: or maybe we could be... Remember how completely smashing I looked in that outfit?
Kitt: [laughing] Especially your shorts.
Parmon: Oh. [accusingly] Lance!
Lance: Of course I told her!
Kitt: Okay, positions. Let’s help the hero-boy.

FROM HERE ON, I HAVE NO ACTIONS MARKED!!!

Cain: [chuckling]
Artha: whoa!

Artha: Guys, a little help here
Kitt: interesting place to hang out.
Artha: Where were you guys?
Kitt: uh, they were daydreaming about being the Dragon Booster.
Artha: C’mon, they’re getting away.
Artha: Whoa
Moordryd: Heh, heh, heh.
Moordryd: Marianis, heh, quite the fish outta water in this part of town. What’re you doing here?
Marianis: I think a better question is what are YOU doing, Paynn?
Moordryd: My business doesn’t concern you OR your Dragon Fish Crew.
Marianis: Stealing dragons? For what? To build an army? I know what you want control of, Moordryd. The Council of Twelve. There are rumors that you’re trying to steer the Down-City Crews into starting another Dragon-Human War.
Moordryd: What if I am?
Marianis: Someone has to stand up to you.
Moordryd: I don’t think so!

Cain: Let’s burn claw!
Moordryd: Where’re you going, you coward?!
Moordryd: YAH! Sorry, but I gotta run!
Artha: I don’t think so!
Moordryd: Heh

Artha: [coughing]
Marianis: Scales! I’m sorry Dragon Booster; we almost had him for you.
Artha: Had him for me?
*Gold Star Across*
Marianis: Many of the crews want things to change, but everybody’s frightened of the Dragon Eyes and of Word Paynn, even Dragon City Security. The only choice we have is to take a stand against Word inside the council.
Artha: Seems impossible for one crew.
Marianis: Then I think it’s time we do the impossible. Phistus needs our help if we’re going to unite the council and stop another Dragon-Human War.
Artha: You know about that too?
Marianis: I have something to show you. It’s been in my crew’s safe-keeping for as long as we can remember. We believe it to be ancient coral stun gear. It’s similar to the gear used on the track today, only a thousand times more powerful. It was not designed for racing; it was designed for warfare. Take it. Perhaps it can help you in your battle

Armageddon (The Amulet): Do you like what you see?
Moordryd: What? Who... who are you?
Armageddon: I’ve been watching you for some time. You are the one, Moordryd Paynn.
Moordryd: The one? Do you know me? Who are you?
Armageddon: Who I am is not important; who you will become is. That is gear from the original Dragon-Human War. It is more powerful than anything you have ever imagined. It can freeze any draconium, including gold.
Moordryd: How do you know?
Armageddon: Let’s just say, I’ve been around for a while.
Moordryd: What is this? It seems to have... power.
Armageddon: Yes. It is what you have been searching for. It is your destiny. It can bring you all that you wish for.
Moordryd: Where did you get it?
Armageddon: From the ancient Dragon Eye Shadow Track.
Moordryd: You’ve been there?
Armageddon: For too long. Always wear it; it only fits you. It is your destiny. <Echoing> it is your destiny, your destiny, destiny...

Artha: If Word knew about this, he’d surely go after the Dragon Fist crew, to find out where it came from and to see if there’s anymore like it.
Kitt: That means... he could come after you!
Artha: Bring it on! I’ll use the gear against ‘im!
Kitt: No, we should wait for Mortis.
Parmon: You know, I think I’ve got this all figured out anyway. This is incredibly powerful stuff! Draconium ___, a flexible Mag plate, unlike Elite Class gear... That’d make it very, very dangerous.
Kitt: Uh, how dangerous?
Parmon: Oh, extremely. And look, it still holds charge from the last dragon that magged it. Amazing! a charge from three thousand years...ago.
Artha: You’d better up that down, Parm
Lance: Parm, step away from the gear...
Parmon: <a girly scream>
Lance: AAH!
Parmon: Ah, that was close. Phew...
Parmon: Artha... Beau! Artha?! Artha! Oh dear, What’ve I done?!
Kitt: You deactivated him, Professor
Lance: Oh no.
*Commercial*
Lance: Artha? Artha!
Artha: [starts saying something, but can’t move his jaw or lips so it comes out as sorta mumbles]
Everybody: AAH!
Artha: ...
Parmon: Well... at least he can still make a sound? heh...
Artha: ...
Parmon: Amazing. This gear freezes gold draconium technology... and anything connected to it.
Kitt: Oh really, whatever gave you that idea?
Artha: ...
Kitt: Okay, no more guesswork, Professor. Mortis’ll know to get ‘im outta this jam. You guys stay here with the statue.
Artha: ...
Kitt: Ah, no offense. I’m gonna get Mortis.
Artha: ...
Parmon: C’mon, Lance. We don’t need to wait for Mortis.
Lance: ... we don’t?
Parmon: No. We can... go find the Dragon Fish ourselves, and ask them about the gear. Maybe they can reverse it.
Lance: We can’t go see the Dragon Fish! They gave the gear to Dragon Booster, not us.
Parmon: Right... um, well, we’ll take him and the gear.
Artha: ...
*Gold Star across screen*
Kitt: [sounds like the last syllable after a sentence- Can’t tell what it is.]
Mortis: This is bad. The gear you described hasn’t been seen for three thousand years. It is far too dangerous to play with! We have to warn them! [Screen comes down] Parmon? Lance? They’re out of range.
Kitt: I’m going after them.
Motris: Don’t let them do anything foolish.
Kitt: Too late for that. YAH!

Lance and Parmon: That way! [Pointing in opposite directions]
Artha: ...
Lance and Parmon: That way? [Pointing in the direction opposite the first one; now both pointing towards the other]
Beau: [growls]
Lance: What is it Beau?
Parmon: [gasp] Purple tracking dragon! Someone’s onto us; we’d better make up our minds fast.
Lance: I don’t think it’s after us. It’s them!
[Laughing]
Marianis: Scales! It’s a trap!
Lance: Aw no, they’re surrounded!
Parmon: They need Dragon Booster. Hmm... And we’ve got him!
Artha: ...
Parmon: At least the stun gear is safe.
Lance: It is?
Parmon: Yes. I told you to... Oh please don’t tell me that I forgot to tell you to take the gear off...
Lance: eh, eh...
Moordryd: ATTACK! Get ‘em!
Beau: [big roar]
Cain: The Dragon Booster!
Moordryd: Get ‘im!
Artha: NO! BEAU NO!
Parmon: Look Lance! He can talk! It wears off!
Artha: BEAU NOOO! Ah... I can move... sorta. C’mon boy!
Moordryd: He’s got the ancient gear! Attack!
Artha: Watch out!
Moordryd: The gear!
Artha: NO!
Moordryd: Got it! Dragon Eyes, we’re done here. Let’s go.
Artha: NOOOO!
Kitt: Don’t tell me.
Parmon: Okay... I won’t.

Armageddon: Moordryd,
Moordryd: Wha?
Armageddon: It is the ancient way; ways of power that I will teach you. You are the one, Moordryd Paynn.
Moordryd: I have stolen the gear from the Dragon Fish, and I will use it to crush my enemies in the Down-City Council of Twelve.
Armageddon: Perfect. Your father will not be happy when your father interferes with his plans for a Dragon-Human war.
Moordryd: No, he won’t.
Armageddon: None of that will matter I will teach you about the power he never shared with you, and as my student, you will become even more powerful than the one they call Dragon Booster.

Artha: Ah, what in the Magna Draconis were you guys thinking?
Kitt: They weren’t.
Artha: Now Moordryd’s got the ancient gear. Do you have any idea how bad this is?
Lance: It’s really bad... It was Parmon’s idea!
Parmon: Lance!
Lance: It WAS.
Parmon: So, I have another idea.
Artha: Yeah,
Parmon: We can track them
Artha: Track them? How?
Parmon: With this little guy.
Kitt: Moordryd’s tracking dragon?
Parmon: I caught him trying to follow Moordryd. Now, by using a reverse transmitter, I can override the dragon’s mission plans in order to counter-track Moordryd.
Artha: This better work.
Parmon: Watch this! Go get ‘em! Go get ‘em, I command you.
Lance: Heh, heh.
Artha: Do you do this on purpose?
Parmon: Uh, Please go get ‘em?
Artha: Beau?
[/B]Beau: [RAWR!]
[B]Parmon: See, I told you it would work.
Kitt: There they are, and it looks like the Dragon Fish caught up with ‘em again.
Marianis: Gimme back my gear, Paynn
Armageddon: Moordryd,
Moordryd: You! What should I do?
Armageddon: They want the gear. Give it to them.
Kitt: NO!
Marianis: He’s locked our gear. Dorsull?
Dorsull: Locked t