S2E9: A Tale of Two Brothers

The Diamond Dragon stands in front of the Vermeer Temple, mask in hand. Cypress looks on.

Drago: I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for not telling you I was alive. It would have hindered our mission.

Cypress runs up and punches Drago in the face.

Cypress: WHAT THE HELL?!

Drago: Brother, please-

Cypress: NO! You leave me on my own for 10 years, and then you expect me to welcome you back in? Excuse me, but that seems like a ship that’s already sailed.

Drago: Brother, you must understand..

Cypress: Understand WHAT?! The fact that you’ve probably been working with that guy this entire time? Your “master,” as you call him? I’m gonna be honest here, I won’t go with you anywhere.

Suddenly, the temple doors slam shut.

Charles: You should. Because we are.

Perez: We were locked up in that place. The old abandoned orphanage? We were about to be tested on, about to possibly die. But someone saved us. That was you, wasn’t it?

Diamond Dragon: I am sorry. I have saved many, but I cannot recall them all.

Charles: Well, even if it wasn’t you, you clearly were involved with this guy. And that means that we’re tied together. We have a gratitude to pay for what you did. And that gratitude is to help you stop him.

Perez: So, are you gonna come along, Cypress?

Cypress: Guys, I don’t know. This is supposed to be my brother. Remember? The one who died in a boating accident? But now he’s here, and I have no idea what to think. I’ve read enough of the Ninja’s Scriptures to know that ghosts always come haunting, but..

Diamond Dragon: I am not a ghost, brother. But it is up to us to put other ghosts to rest.

Charles: So how are we going to do it?

The Diamond Dragon points to Sigma’s palace, off in the distance.

Diamond Dragon: We travel to the Palace. We take out the guards, and then we take their identities. And then, we strike.

Perez: But the other, much bigger army is planning to strike in about a week. What are we going to do then? They’ll kill us! Alyssa will kill us for not telling her!

Diamond Dragon: It will take merely three days, young one.

Cypress: If we do this, we have to do it right. We’ve all been outside the palace before. Think, what are some of it’s weak spots?

Charles: Well, there is that one loose board in the front.

Cypress: Then we strike there first. Let’s go.

The four swoop off into the trees.

By Blake

S2E8: One Man’s Mistake

The Army of The Spirit Realm stands outside of a decrepit temple.

Cypress: So Tiamat, you say you know this guy?

Tiamat: Yes, child. He is the all-seeing elder of the Other Realm. Before the treaty between our two realms was forged, he ruled over both realms with an iron fist. Now he is reduced to simply an elder, quite possibly the only one who can enlighten us with a way of defeating Sigma.

Alyssa: I.. see. Now, how about we actually go inside the temple?

Charles: I agree. We’re wanted criminals now, we can’t just go gallivanting into whatever trouble awaits us next.

Tiamat: Then let us enter, and be enlightened.

Inside the Temple of Vermeer, a withered old man sits cross-legged among smoking incense.

Elder: I sensed you would come, young ones. Sit amongst me, and let me tell you a tale.

The army takes their seats in a circle around the elder.

Elder: This is the story of one man’s mistake. One man’s mistake that, like it or not, would change the Three Realms forever.

Long ago, there were three realms. One, the Mortal World, was ruled by a race of humans.

The second, the Spirit Realm, was ruled over by a benign god, all seeing and all knowing.

And the third, the Other Realm, was ruled by.. well, me.

Sadly, not all of the realm’s residents were happy with the way things were run.

Two of the Realms were flooded with rebellion, each threatening to bleed into the others.

Until a man from the Mortal World began to experiment. Deadly experiments, with life altering consequences. He harvested the missing children from the Mortal World, and began attempting to create an army for the end times.

However, tampering with life turned out to not be as easy as he thought. His creatures became so grotesque and twisted, they began to attack the Mortal World. At first wind of this, the leaders of each realm signed a treaty.

The catch was, all experiments made by this man would be cast into the Other Realm. The Mortal authorities took him into custody.

But then, a demon rose to power. He overthrew me as leader of the Other Realm, and to this day continues to wreak havoc on the Mortal and Spirit Realms with these abominations. He is the first experiment. The oldest. Among the remaining members of the Treaty, we call him the Firstborn.

You know him as Sigma.

Cypress: Wow. So what happened to the man?

Elder: He was never found. Some say he went mad and continued his experimentation in full force.

The temple doors slam behind the group. Cypress runs out to try and stop the Diamond Dragon.

Cypress: Woah man, what’s going on?

Diamond Dragon: My master is still out there. I will not let him bring others down the same path as me. Whether you’re with me or against me, is not up to me. But I only pray you will help me in my quest..

The Dragon drops his mask, revealing a face all too familiar to Cypress.

Drago: ..brother.

By Blake

S0E2: Rise

The newly-minted Diamond Dragon sits, perched on a rooftop. His mission is about to begin. The voice of Professor Garrison comes through a headset in his helmet.

Prof. Garrison: Before we begin, repeat to me your protocol.

Diamond Dragon: Scan the area. Eliminate hostiles. Spare innocents. Escape.

Prof. Garrison: Good, good. Now, let us commence.

The Dragon jumps from his spot, and lands atop one of the “hostiles,” a visiting senator. The other two people in his party scream, and try to run away.

Diamond Dragon: Not so fast, villains.

The Dragon flicks his wrist, and two grappling hooks attach to either side of the opposite buildings. He leaps into action, landing in front of the two escapees.

Prof. Garrison: Now, before they get away! Kill them!

Diamond Dragon: Yes, master.


Outside the lab, Professor Garrison is checking the Dragon’s armor for any flaws.

Prof. Garrison: You seem to be doing just fine, Dragon. Now, for your next miss-

Diamond Dragon: Master.

Prof. Garrison: Yes?

Diamond Dragon: Why were those people hostile?

Prof. Garrison: Aah, yes. They were government officials sent to check up on the grant given to me by the institute. If they found out the things I was up to here, I wouldn’t have much of a business left, now would I?

Diamond Dragon: I am killing innocents, master.

Prof. Garrison: For the greater good, my pupil.

The Dragon rises up, and grips his master around the throat, lifting him up to meet his gaze.

Diamond Dragon: I am killing innocents. This is not what I want to do.

Prof. Garrison: Go ahead. Kill me. You’re no better than I am. I gave you a home, shelter from the law, and in turn you take my life. You think they’ll accept you back into society the way you are now? NO! They’ll turn you away, just as they turned away me!

The Dragon leaps into the water surrounding the lab. He thrusts Garrison ahead of him, and begins to drown them both. The Dragon’s armor begins to short-circuit, leaving him on the edge of death.

Diamond Dragon: That’s just it. I’m nothing like you.

The Dragon slumps to the bottom of the moat, dead. Garrison wrenches his body off of him, and flees into the woods nearby.

The Other Realm. A dark, damp place populated by the otherworldly demons that plague our world. A world of many names. The Other Realm. Hell. Purgatory. Limbo.

But for me? It’s the land of redemption.

I’ve done things. Things I’m not proud of. Things that will plague me for the remainder of whatever life this suit gives me in this realm. From now on, I am the Diamond Dragon.

And for once, this dragon will bring others to the light.

By Blake

S0E1: Pendulum

Drago is strapped to a table, fearful of what he has gotten himself into.

Drago: Uh, hello? You said something about making me a soldier..

Prof. Garrison: Yes, yes. All in due time, my good man. After all, every soldier must go through intense training.

At the mention of training, a syringe springs from the wall, injecting a purple liquid into Drago.

Prof. Garrison: Give it time.

Drago begins to convulse, before slipping into unconsciousness.

Prof. Garrison: Just give it time.

Elsewhere, in a corner of Tokyoville..

Mrs. Robertson: I’m home!

A young boy runs up, and hugs his mother.

Cypress: Mom! You’re back! But.. where’s Drago?

Mrs. Robertson: I went out and looked for him, honey, but… he’s gone.

Cypress’s face deflates, and he begins to blink back tears.

Cypress: So.. he’s dead?

Mrs. Robertson: No, honey. He just took you up on your little challenge and tried to go down the river on his little boat. The police are looking for him. Everything will be okay.

Cypress: Okay, mom..

Cypress returns to his room, still unsure of Drago’s whereabouts. Mrs. Robertson sits down in a chair next to her husband.

Mrs. Robertson: What am I supposed to do, Edward? I don’t want to tell him that we have no idea where his brother is. I just want him.. I just want us to be happy.

Mr. Robertson: You just do what’s right for you, dear. Only you can make your own happiness.

Back in the lab, Drago has awoken from his comatose state.

Prof. Garrison: Aah, finally awake, are we?

Drago: Listen, you old man. Let me go. I don’t want to do this anymore… I have a family.

Prof. Garrison: Now, child. Your old life.. your old self.. he’s dead.

With the push of a button, turquoise armor encloses Drago.

Prof. Garrison: And in his place, the Diamond Dragon rises.

By Blake