The Dragon Duke s Flower

I watched, from the tiny window of my closest, as my father, Anthony Bishop, stared down the barrel of gun, a look of pure defiance on his face.

On the floor was my uncle Marcus, a man that was almost closer to me than my parents.

He was killed earlier.

I saw the man with the dragon tattoo smile wickedly, as he asked him "Any last words"

"Run Lloyd, Run" were the last words my father spoke, as I burst out of the closet, running towards him.

"NO!, DAD!" we're the last thing I said before the man pulled the trigger, and instantly, I was awoken from my nightmare.

I placed a weary hand on my head as I panted heavily, my body drenched in sweat.

I've had this recurring nightmare for the last 15 years, ever since I witnessed my family's massacre.

Likewise, I always wondered what would have happened if I had tried to save my father that day, would it have made any difference?

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing.

"Yes" I answered.

"We found her Boss" said a voice on the other side.

"Are you sure it's her, Ivan" I asked, an empty question, as I knew my right-hand man wouldn't dare make such a mistake.

"Indeed Boss, Lisa Francis, 25 years old, she was the girl who brought you back from the dead, 15 years ago, I have transferred a file to your mail"

I sighed as I began to read the file Ivan had sent me.

It would seem that Lisa's life hadn't gone well since she rescued me.

She had managed to become a lawyer, but her law firm was doing so badly, that she was now on the verge of bankruptcy.

"Her impending bankruptcy has caused her to be several millions in debt, and because of this debt her parents have arranged for her to marry her off as they see her as an embarrassment to the family"

I could see in the report, the most troubling news of all.

Lisa suffered from cancer, lung cancer, probably as a result of the fumes she had inhaled when she entered our burning house to revive me.

A fate a special man had saved me from.

I clenched my fists in anger at this news, as I knew that I was running out of time.

"What about my three childhood friends, Jacob, Walker, and Morty?" asked Lloyd.

"Unfortunately, I have been unable to find any tangible information on them" replied Ivan.

Lloyd sighed, he had made up my mind, "get the preparations in order Ivan, we're going to the city of Doom"

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Lloyd's POV:

As I stepped my foot out if the Hilburg train station, I inhaled and exhaled heavily, taking in the Hilburg air for the first time in 15 years.

But I wasn't back in the city of my birth for sightseeing, I was here on a mission.

My family had been killed 15 years ago, by unknown gunmen, led by a man with a dragon tattoo on his hand.

They burned down our house in an attempt to hide the evidence, but I managed to escape.

I remembered her clearly, Lisa Francis, she revived me after was knocked unconscious due to inhaling smoke from the fire.

She helped lead me out of the city of Hilburg, which led me to Budville, and since then, my life has never been the same again.

My phone rung in my pocket, at first I thought it was Ivan, but when I saw the name "Patron Weissman" I let out a deep breath before answering the call.

"Where are you Llyod, we were supposed to meet with the Sun King this morning" asked Jacob, I could tell he was trying to control his tone.

Eric Weissman was my patron, the man who found men when I came to Budville and taught me everything I know today.

He was also the man who saved me when I developed cancer.

He was the former Dragon duke, the greatest of the sun Kings 6 enforcer dukes, a man who was rich, inventive, and skilled beyond measure, all things that he transferred to me as his protégé.

5 years ago, I inherited his position as dragon Duke, and I have since served the Sun King more than any duke before me, including Jacob.