IT was in the esteemed round table of the dark moon. This was the gathering room they used to hold dire meeting so all eight were here awaiting the arrival of their master.
"I heard that Regan didn't make did he?" One of them broke into a ruthless laughter. "Must have crossed Joel Haname's path!"
Haname Joel was one of the greatest Ryoka with immense power and their greatest enemy, yet undefeated and never lost his composure so it was understandable..... You are sure not to miss him.
"Why are you so happy about that bitch?" One of the others growled hating the infuriating attitude of his fellow Dark member. He also had a weird look having eight eyes and a bug like face that was deformed but a human body. "Hartler, don't forget Regan was the weakest of us so anyone would be able to take him down."
The rest remained silent contemplating this situation, others cared less never liking the guy in question.
"That's fuck Carl!" Hartler hissed folding his hands like an unstable person, well that was his mental condition beings maltreated child that took a lot of eating from his father and succumbed to the dark side after going through the Shadow world stuff.
"Gugugugugugu! It's good to see you all took my call." All of a sudden a dark energy materialized on the table they sat around a man in a dark kimono appearing in their midst. He looked totally human but his presence made everyone there a bit tensed. "I hope we all know what happened to poor Regan."
No one replied knowing better not to.
"Well he died and the same will happen to us if we don't get his killer," The man in the Kimono spoke so calmly to ease the tension but only made it worse, after all he was the boss.
"So how are we allowed do that if we do not even know the person in question?" One of the others dressed like he came from the 90s having a nice top hat and a cool suit on. He was the most classic of them, not to be messed with and lived a very long time, called Mark Delani.
"That's a good question Mark, but thanks to our spies and the news they blurted about the killer, it's all over Ryoka news! The killer identity is revealed," this made him quite pleased once more waving his hands like a mad man.
"Then who it is, you seem too excited Mr Vekamon!" One of them which was a woman with thorn like hair asked. Particular having the smallest portion of fear, when her powers actually came from death and she couldn't be scared of her power could she.
"Yes, he is a bloodline but not just that, he is a dragon too Yuka Hikano the last dragon must be ours in our organization..... We must get him, that's why I have gathered a lot of valuable information about him, he is the last step of my plan! Gugugugugugu!" Vekamon laughed again, as a result the table where he stood began to be enthralled by a dark shadow like river out of it forming skeleton type hands that held in their grasp bracelets with an enigmatic Mana coming off them.
"For this mission I have created armies of the dead and powers to your liking, am incredible power worth war! The other Ryokas on the other side will not hesitate to throw all they have at us especially as Haname is still with them! So that's why I grant you this power. It's either you die or succeed my generals, the war to get the last dragon has been drawn."
All the generals around the table gulped one after the other tensed by everything. The power of Mr Vekamon was not to be toiled with, a seed of his power could tear an hole through the entire city, lt alone a piece of war just to get a single dragon.
Some looked happy while other's grimaced, finally after a long while of being underground running operation they were going after the last dragon.
"For this mission you will be paired into two, operation dragon has begun."
Operation dragon?
Hartler chuckled grabbing his own bracelet and speaking, "watch out Yuka Hikano, the Dark Moon are going for you."