Red pov
My father, my hero, my mentor, is dead now. I was frozen until the Dark Warrior put his foot on my chest, with me now lying down on the ground. "Now, to finish the job," he said in an evil tone. I must defeat him, for Dad. I started to glow green.
My pov
Red shot a sphere of energy at the Dark Warrior and knocked him back off of him. Next, Red summoned an Energy Dragon and mounted it. The Dark Warrior did the same.
The two engaged in an epic battle. A battle so epic It can't be described with words. (I'll let y'all use your imaginations).
After a few hours, Red defeated the Dark Warrior while Creg, Nack, and Bluesman took care of the Rock Samurai.
(A few weeks later)
It was time for Mr. Smack's funeral. Everyone cried, especially Red and his mother. A lot of people attended, such as Famous people, the rest of the team, Red's teammate's parents, Red's grandparents, politicians from both parties, and even some people Red never knew. (Mr. Smack was a popular man). When it was time for Red to say a few words, he said "my father was a good man. He never violated his moral values and fought for what he believed in until the very end. He trained us to be able to fight for what's right. He then sat back down as he saw the coffin lid close and his father's coffin be lowered into the ground.
Red pov
It has been about a month since the funeral. I am training with the other members of my team. We train until my Mom yells "Taco Bell is here!" We all run inside, washed up, and begin eating. When we are done eating lunch, we hear a knock on the door...