The Dragon of Destruction

Chapter 14
"Jason I'm tired," complained Alex.

"Shut up Alex," said Jason.

"But we've been waiting an entire week!"

"He sure does complain a lot," said Mephiles.

"When's he going to get here?" Alex complained more.

"He should be here any day now," said Jason.

As if on cue a young man with short orange and black hair walked into town. He was wearing  a sleeveless black shirt, and black pants with an orange circle design going down the sides on them, along with sandals. The most noticeable fact about him however was the gigantic backpack he was carrying.

"That must be our man."

Jason got up pulling Alex to his feet, and began to walk over to the man.

"Are you sure that's him?" asked Alex.

"He matches the description perfectly," answered Jason. "Not to mention the fact that the giant backpack makes it seem as though he's going to stock up on supplies for a long time."

The two waited for Luke to finish buying his supplies before trying to get his attention. "Luke Gandor."

The man turned around, his orange eyes showing how he felt: absolute anger.

With lightning speed Luke grabbed Jason's arm and threw him into the air.

"Destruction Dragon's Roar!" he yelled. Out from his mouth a series of explosions came out in a cascading fashion. The explosion struck Jason propelling him farther into the air.

"Jason!" Alex called out.

Luke grabbed his backpack, now full of food, and fled the town. Jason crashed back to earth, making a small crater in the ground.

"Jason are you ok?" asked Alex running up to him.

"I guarded with Black Shield," said Jason as Alex noticed the black magical shield on his arm. "All the attack really did was launch me upwards."

"So what do we do now?" asked Alex.

"We follow him."