It started out as a long and rough week at school, as the teachers seemed to pile on the homework. As Friday hit though suddenly the teachers all let them go without stuff to do for the weekend which was unusual to say the least. Not that anyone complained about it, oh maybe the suck-ups had some problems with it, but not anybody else.<br/><br/>It was on this Friday with a long and boring weekend ahead of them a group of friends planned to meet up at their usual hangout for a night of D&D, anime and a sleepover. The hour while they were getting ready seemed to fly by and soon they were all gathered in the living room in front of a new big screen. Their character sheets in hand they started to play. The new kid of the group needed a bit so he could create his own character, but soon they were having a blast.<br/><br/>Before they hit the rack though they put in an anime which this week ended up being Fullmetal Alchemist. The friends didn't make it through a disc before they were sound asleep. Who knows the dreams that danced through their heads. Wether it was of their dream girl or hunk, but at the same time the scene changed to the same thing.<br/><br/>This new dream was of a distant land called Sileona... They dreamed of people living in pain and fear as an unspeakable evil crossed the land. It was a tyrant in black robes and shadows in his hood causing this pain. They also dreamed of an awesome battle in the skies as a dragon with brilliant emerald scaled battled the tyrants partner... A horrifying dracolich with burning eyes and withered leather like scales hanging from an empty skeleton. The dragon is overmatched between these two foes and soon falls to the onslaught. The ground shakes as the emerald dragon hits the ground.<br/><br/>The picture unfolds slowly as the figure in the black robes moves towards the fallen dragon. Finally the emerald looks up and ignoring the figure he looks at the dreamers, "You must help my people... They will live in fear until a new king arises. Will you help free them? Will you help protect my son until he can arise as the new Dragon King? Please help him and all of Sileona...."<br/><br/>Then the dragons amber colored eyes dull as he falls lifeless to the ground and a wail arises from the Dragon Kings death. Before the black robed man can do anything the dead dragon disappears in a brilliant emerald light that touches the dreamers and floods them with warmth. Then the robed tyrant finally notices them and as the shadows of the hood stares at them an empty skull rushes at the dreamers. Finally the friends awake to a new day....