Character Name: Makoto Nakashima
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Attribute: Ventus
Guardian Bakugan Name: Ahrangi
Picture URL: imgur.com/kbCT8g4
Affiliation: Terrorist
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Makoto walks on to the large green fields, he loved to smell the pollen in the air as the wind would blow it straight towards him. The grass was perfectly green like it was just the right time of the season. The sun was beaming down on him, but he did not feel much heat. It was just the perfect day.
On the other side of the beautiful green fields stood a man. He was wearing a black coat with gold outlining, you could see his black shirt from underneath as he left the top of his coat undone. He was just glaring at Makoto, so makoto being the cocky boy he is glared straight back at the man and gave him a little wink. The man showed no emotion and instead through a gate card down on the field. It was strange, he wanted to brawl? Here? Now?
Makoto just shook it off he would never back down from a fight. Makoto is one known that he wants to be the best and if that means destroying your opponent, then so be it.
But this man, there was just something about him that put Makoto on the raw side. This guy didn't seem good, nor was he of the same alignment of him.. Then who is he? The man still standing there smirk on his face just bellow the silver hair that covers his face. But through the gaps of his hair you can see a glowing red witch Makoto will just assume is his eye.
"Bakugan brawl!" Makoto screamed at the top of his lungs.
As he did so he woke.. It was a dream.
"How strange, never had a dream like that before" Makoto said as the sweat slowly ran down his face. He looked over to where his partner bakugan laid, Still sleeping by the looks of things. Makoto rested his head back and before he closed his eyes he whispered "bring it on"
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