Jesse's POV:

It was September 25th, also known as Liv's birthday! She was finally a teenager, which means I'm the last one to become one. I'm not complaining or anything, I like being young! Though for Liv's birthday we just stayed in the family wagon and watched TV. Now let me explain why we're in a wagon watching TV.

About a year ago Mom and Pops told us that we where going to become traveling merchants. They kept saying that we should see the world before something really bad happens... again. So our wagon is sort of like a house. One bed that we all sleep on, a small kitchen, and a tiny bathroom. Though the bedroom is where the TV is, and its old. It's so old that it was around before the worlds mashed up! It was a small TV and it had antennas on it, sometimes we had to move them though depending on where we where.

Anyways our favorite show was about to come on, it's hosted by these two dragons called Yin and Yang. Yin talks about the serious stuff while Yang makes it funny! Once Yin said there was going to be a bad storm coming and Yang said it was raining cats and dogs! Then it was literally raining cats and dogs in their studio! Though my sisters and I wished it was raining cats and dogs, but it just rained.

Yin was an ice dragon while Yang is a chameleon dragon (meaning he could change his scale colors). And everyday there's a new guest on the show, well sometimes guests come back two or three times because everyone likes them so much. But once they got an actress from France to show up, Jillian was ecstatic since she always wanted to go to France and see a show.

 But just as the show was about to come on the TV went out. "You got to be kidding me? The batteries need to be charged again!" Jillian complained.

Oh yeah, since we don't get electricity we have to recharge our batteries. "Who's turn was it last time?" I asked.

"Well it wasn't mine!" Liv said.

"Ugh, whatever it's not like we got nothing to do." Jillian pointed out.

Then there was a knock on the side of the wagon. All three of us got up to open the window and peered outside. It was our newest family member Rika, she was adopted into the family a few months ago Jillian and I still don't trust her that much. After all I've know Liv and Jillian since I was young, and Rika comes out of nowhere!

"You need to come out." She said.

"We don't have to listen to you! You aren't our mom, right guys?" I yelled. Liv and Jillian nodded in agreement.

"Jesse, Mom and Dad want you to come outside. Now." Rika said, though this time her voice was a little more threatening.

"Alright calm down there Chuni," Jillian groaned, "we'll be right out."

We closed the window and one by one we made our way out the door. I don't understand why Rika wears that scarf thing on her head or why she thinks she's the boss of us. Sure she's fifteen but that doesn't mean anything.

Side note: RikaLuna0u0 I would like to know more about the whole Chuni thing. I don't want to get anything wrong or offend anyone because I had a lack of knowledge. So please if you have the time message me (or just comment here) what it is exactly. Like I said, being offensive is my last intention. Jules_Writer_Fangirl and GPGames this applies to you too. If I get anything wrong then TELL ME PLEASE!!! Thank you

Sure enough after we got outside we where greeted by our 'parents'. I say 'parents' because we know they aren't our real parents, but we still call them mom and dad regardless. And of course being our parents mom basically strangled Liv in a hug. "Happy birthday darling!" Mom cheered.

"Mom... too tight... help!" Liv managed to get out. Note to self: Mom is strangely strong.

When she let go of Liv to catch her breath she said, "Sorry. But I have a gift for you!"

When mom whistled we saw a shadow loom over head. Jillian and I thought it was a dragon but we where disappointed when we saw a snowy owl land on moms arm. Liv gasped and from living with her for so long I can say she was freaking out on the inside.

"Don't worry he's tame and your new pet!" Mom announced, rubbing a finger on the birds neck.

"Does dad allow this? He always says no pets." I pointed out.

"Well not if he thinks its useful. It also has to be small enough to fit in the wagon," mom explained, "I bought a cage for him and everything! Liv, all you have to do is take care of him."

The owl let out a hoot  and flew onto Livs head, I don't know if it was trying to be funny or it just wanted to get away from mom I'm not sure. But he still made his way into Livs heart. While mom, Liv, Jillian, and Rika where talking, Dad pulled me aside and said, "Follow me I got to show you something."

I thought it was weird since it was Livs birthday and mine wasn't until two months, but dad rarely gets anyone anything. I follow him to the back of the wagon and he hands me a pink old fashioned musket from the late 1700s. The only way I know what it is, is because moms history classed.

"When I was your age my father got me a gun just like it. Only mine was brown not pink, when we get the chance you're painting it a different color." He said.

"But why? I mean why are you giving me a gun?" I asked because I had no idea why he would do that.

"Because when my youngest sister turned thirteen my father said 'protect your sisters from the rapists. That's your job Frank.' So I'm telling you Jesse, protect your sisters from the stupid, idiotic, morons that are out there. Come on, I'll teach you how to shoot." He explained.

Oh god, I don't want to be like one of those brothers. I thought. But I didn't have a choice really, because dad grabbed his own gun from the back of the wagon and started to teach me how to load it.

Stampys POV:

I was never a complicated fellow, I was never a fussy kid, I'm not that smart. But I'm smart in my own way. Because I'm one of the few people who can talk people out of doing stupid things. That may sound like nothing big but trust me, it's a big deal. Nowadays anyone can build and fix a machine, me being one of them. But to actually talk to someone is a feat that few can master. Since everyone is so violent it's rare to find someone as peaceful as me.

But being a lonely engineer who also is a peace talker is, well lonely. I did have a few friends once, but that was long ago. My friend Dan was a scientist and my other friend Lizzie is an actress. At first we where just three friends trying to get out of London, considering how bad it's gotten we needed somewhere else to go. And when Dan found an old lab in the mountainside I helped him fix it up. If not for me we would still be in a bad place, so we're all glad we got out of there.

While I would be fixing another part of the lab, Lizzie would be at work in Paris, and Dan would be experimenting. But when I found out Dan's true intention for the lab I left. I prefer not to talk about it, it brings back too many memories. And I can only hope that Lizzie left after I did. I wished she would've walked out with me when she had the chance. But if she's still hanging around Dan... may any god bless her soul.

Anyways where am I now? Well let me explain a bit before I tell you. After I left Dan to his madness I struck a deal with a certain werewolf. He said that if I bring in the Sekhmet killer I can live out the rest of my life in New Zealand. From what I heard New Zealand isn't a wasteland like Russia, or full of bandits like Australia. Not a lot of people know this but its a country overlooked by many of these otherworldly creatures. So it's actually a decent place to live, how could I not accept?

In my wishing for a new life I forgot that this werewolf wants the Sekhmet killer, so she could end up killing me! But he didn't send me off with nothing though. To defend myself he gave me a golden sword called The Golden Woof. If that's its actual name or a wolf pun I came to the conclusion that it's probably both. But before I could ask anything else, I was teleported to North America. I knew that because I saw a sign that said Welcome to Twin Falls, Idaho! though it was beaten up and fell over.

After some wandering (and almost getting mugged) I found the killer! Or the killer found me. You see I'm not that much of a fighter (if that wasn't already obvious) so I was captured my a group of thugs or bandits. Then who else was to show up than the famous killer himself! When he released me I practically begged him to take me with him.

He didn't say anything he just started to walk away and I followed him. Every time he turned around I had to hide behind a tree or a bush. This went on for about three days until he let out a sigh and looked at me. "Why are you following me?" He asked.

At first I was shocked because I didn't expect him to talk. "Take me with you!" Was all I could say.

"Why should I? I know you've been following me, you're not very subtle. So no." He said.

"Come on p-please! I can be useful!" I tried to convince.

"By useful you mean a waste of space then you're right." He mocked.

"Hey! I bet you can't build a teleporter! Or fix a vehicle!" I shot at him. Even though I was scared half to death.

"And I bet you can't fight your way out of a raid. But you're right... you can be useful." He said. I didn't like the way he said useful.

"So can I stay?" I asked.

"Fine, but if you get on my nerves then you're done! Also give me that little sword of yours." He said.

"Here! Take it, I don't want it!" I took the sword and its sheathe off my belt and handed it to him, which he took without hesitation.

"The Golden Wolf. Thank you for returning my sword."

Did he just thank me? Golden Wolf? I thought it was Golden Woof! Whatever, at least I stopped a fight with a conversation. "I'm Stampy." I said, I wanted to introduce myself.

"Okay?" Was all he said before walking away again. And this time, I didn't have to be afraid about getting killed... yet.

A few days later we crossed over into Utah, or specifically to Salt Lake City. That's where the killers base was, and I'll admit he had a mighty fine house. But over those few days I noticed how the killer had somewhat of a female voice, although it was muffled through the helmet. So that night I was determined to see who this killer was.

I don't know what came over me but that night I went into the killers room. I walked in with a small lantern and placed it down on the nightstand. Of course he's still wearing the get-up, the mask too? For the love of cake-

With a steady hand I grabbed the helmet and started to take it off. And finally when I took off that helmet... well I was mildly surprised. Okay I lied, I didn't get to take it off all the way, I only made it up to the nose before they suddenly woke up.

I jumped back but I tripped, the next thing I know I have a sword a my neck and someone in a mask halfway off their head on top of me. "You have some nerve kid." They growled.

"I-I'm s-sorry! I just w-wanted to-" I stuttered.

"Shut Up!" Well I was right, that's definitely a female voice. "Don't you know that curiosity killed the cat!"

I nodded, though that's all I really could do. And I could barely do that! But the killer let out a low howl and got up, putting that helmet/mask back on. "Go. Leave and pray to whatever god you believe in that you never cross paths with me!"

I didn't even get to nod or say goodbye, because I was scared that she was going to kill me. And if I stayed around any longer... she probably would have.

Yangs POV:

Being a global celebrity isn't a life I wanted to live. I love it, honest! But I miss the old days where I would jump from tree to tree in the Amazon. It was a miracle how that place hasn't flooded yet,  or many it did and no one told me?

When I was a hatchling the great elders said I was special. The only thing different about me was that I had natural white scales and that some of my scales have Yin/Yang signs. I guess that's why my parents named me Yang, because I'm like yang.

But when I was a little older the elders told me how I have some strange powers or something. Some strange power called Zen? I don't understand it either. They said something about finding yourself to create world peace but that's impossible because of the multiple gods and the wars. It's crazy.

But a few years ago a miracle happened. I flew across an entire ocean (okay that was a lie, I made a few pit stops) and met my best friend ever! Yin. We're almost exact opposites and because of our Yin/Yang act some humans and other creatures decided that we would be a good Television duo! And so our show was born! I was the funny one and Yin was the serious one. Then there's Tao, she's nice. She always seems to know someone, or some creature.

Though that wasn't the only thing that happened to me. I got my 'Zen powers' recently, and apparently Tao and Yin have similar powers as I do! Or they're supposed to, Yin doesn't have any powers yet and Tao doesn't like to accept the fact that she has it. So I'm the only one who knows that Tao has powers. Yin keeps saying that he'll get his powers first and I kind of want him to, but fate has other plans. So I'm a little self conscious about my powers.

Zen powers are strange because they only happen to dragons born under a certain star constellation(s). And when you try to use them you can't really do anything. But you can see from the eyes of a different dragon from a long time ago, ancestors I guess. I ended up with a young hatching who puts stars in the sky. He met Ra, and Zeus, and Thor I think. He's so lucky! I assume it's a he, oh no what if he is actually a she!

Once when I was little I heard the elder dragons say things about Zen powered dragons. If they use their powers too much then they turn into a star, or was it a god? I only seen what happened to Zen powered dragons overuse their powers once, and that was Tao. I walked into her cave and saw her meditating. Her eyes where white and her scale colors where inverted. Tao has natural black scales, so her scales (like her eyes) turned white. But I managed to snap her out of it and everything went back to normal. Though she kept saying these words over and over again. "Jesse, Liv, Jillian, Rika... for fill the prophecy..."

Anyways I don't understand it, are they trying to tell us something? I don't know. All I do know is that I can't tell anyone about it, and I have to let Yin believe that I'm more stupid than I actually am. I don't like doing it, but Yin is my friend. And besides, the show must go on!