The Past hurts, So can the Truth

Darkness.

That's all that surrounded MJ.

*"Conner!! CONNER!"*

MJ turned around only to see a boy around the age of 11. He has black hair that was soaked in mud and dirt. He wore a dark grey sweater with jeans. He wore brown boots... similar to MJ's outfit. His hair was long but not too long, as if he was trying to grow it out. He had dark blue eyes and looked beaten up. "I'm Coming!" The boy yelled as he started to run in a certain direction.

Curiosity got the best of her as she started to run off after him. Soon she could see her surroundings. She was in King Pokey's Palace... although... not exactly. Different Tapestries were hung up along the walls and the walls didn't look so battle scared.

"There you are." The voice boomed. MJ looked ahead and froze. There he was, King SizeSharp. He looked younger and more... alive..

"Sorry! I got distracted and- and-" The boy tried to explain only for SizeSharp to lift up a claw.

"You are a Dragon Warrior... You don't make excuses... You obey orders." SizeSharp snapped at him.

*Dragon Warrior?! That's not right.. Pokey told me there hasn't been one in decades!!! Am I in the past? If so how far into the past and how can I go back???*

"Yes, Sir." The boy said.

"Good. Now run along, Conner." SizeSharp told him as he turned around and walked away.

The boy- Conner- sighed and turned away. The 15-year-old then smiled at MJ as he saw her.

"NO WAY!" He beamed, "You're here! Buster told me it wouldn't work but you're here!!!" He then ran over and grabbed MJ's arms. MJ felt all sorts of uncomfortable as he grabbed her arms.

"Uh.. I'm MJ.." She nervously told him.

"Wow. That's a cute name." He whispered to himself but MJ heard, "I MEAN- N-Not cute!!! S-Sorry! It's just that- I can't believe I'm meeting you! OH! I'm Conner!" He then let go of her and grabbed her hand only to furiously shake it out of excitement.

"Oh. Um.. Why is it good to meet me? I mean I know I'm awesome and all but why are you so excited?" MJ asked as she pulled away her hand.

"Okay welllllllllllll... I sorta kinda probably MAYBE asked Buster if..." Conner then trailed off and closed his eyes, "HeCouldBringTheNextDragonWarriorToMeSoICouldAskThemAFewQuestionsAndMaybeBecomeFriends???" Conner then looked at her and smiled sheepishly.

MJ looked at him. She couldn't tell what was more shocking, the fact that Buster can time-travel or that she understood what the person next to her was saying. "Uhmm... What kinda questions?" She asked.

"Who's the king?? Are you single?? Am I still alive?? What kinda dragon do you have?? Do you like to read??" Conner asked with a smile spread across his tan face.

"King Pokey, Yes?, I dunno, Hybrid, and yes." MJ answered.

"Hybrid...?" Conner asked with visible confusion.

"Mhm. The last one." MJ nodded.

Conner looked up at her with sparkles in his eyes. "Wow... that's so cool..." He said awestruck.

"Hey uh... Is Pokey... alive?" Asked MJ as she rubbed the back of her neck.

Conner nodded. "Mhm." He hummed with a smile.

"How old is he?" She asked. *I can figure out how far in the past I am by figuring out his age!*

"He's 18!" Conner cheered as if he was happy that she was talking to him. At least someone didn't ignore him.

*18... but isn't that when... Pokey inherited the throne? So I'm 4 years in the past... Wait. Pokey told me that the last Dragon Warrior was Ashlynn... was that a lie? If so, how much else was a lie?*

Apparently MJ had a confused look on her face since Connor’s smile faded and his expression turned to concern. “Is everything okay?” He asked, his head slightly tilting.

“Yes, of course. I’m just…. Confused.” MJ said as she looked to the tapestry to her left. It showed a young black dragon with a bigger dragon looming over it. It must’ve been about SizeSharp and Pokey.

“Wait- you are the dragon warrior in your time.. and I’m the dragon warrior in my time…” his expression quickly changed from confused to horrified, “D-Do I die…?”

MJ turned to him and tried to think of what to say. But what could she say? She knew nothing of him. *How the hell am I supposed to know who he is and if he’s alive? He claims to be the dragon warrior but if Pokey gets crowned soon… obviously he did something wrong to be erased from the history books.*

“All dragon warriors have a dragon. May I see yours?” MJ asked, purposefully ignoring his question.

He immediately stopped looking horrified and looked up at her with sparkles in his eyes as if she were the first person to ask that. “Yeah of course!” He then let out a whistle and they both heard a distant roar.

*Finding out who his dragon is could possibly lead to me finding out who he is.* MJ thought as she waited for the mystery dragon to come along with Connor.

Suddenly a dragon flew in front of them and landed. He had a tall and muscular build, his horns twisted and looked scary yet huggable.

“Holy shiitake…” MJ cursed as her blood ran cold, a horrified look on her face and she started to back away. She knew exactly who it was. Who the kid was and why he was erased from everything

“This is my dragon!” Connor beamed as he stood in front of his red dragon.

She knew exactly who it was. Who the kid was and why he was erased from everything.

His smile was wide and he extended both his arms in a fun and playful way.

“MJ! This is Devil!”