Truth or Death: Part 1

Now, you may be wondering why there are three different stories that appeared with no rhyme or reason, but in fact they are running together, which makes two sagas going on: the Mecha Alphas and the Truth or Death saga. I hope we both have fun as we progress through these sagas.

Ledra was looking for a deep hole to try to make a portal to find a gateway to the Spirit Stone Cave (Stupid, right? Tango would do a better job) when she tripped over the stupid vine.
She cursed for not remembering to bring Tango along to summon a portal for her, despite Tango being the newest Jamaasian Hero as of right now.
Ledra shook the dirt out of her fur when a sleek white arctic wolf stepped out of the forest.
The leaves seemed to embrace the enchanting wolf, and mushrooms and moss grew where she stepped. An aura of shy, yet powerful nature surrounded the wolf.
"Hello." Ledra said.
"Hi." the wolf said.
"Um... have you dreamed anything weird recently?"
Ledra wanted to slap herself for asking such a retarded question, but the wolf showed no emotion.
"Just the usual, shadows swallowing me whole. No biggie." the wolf said. Her fur shined like a knight's armor, and her face was just as hidden despite being out in the open.
A mouse came up to the wolf and squeaked, hugging her.
The wolf's face cracked a tiny smile.
"Not now, Elvis, I don't have any yogurt cheese." the wolf said, and stroked the mouse, apparently named Elvis, with a vine.
"You talk to dwarf animals? Even having DNA powers, I can't do that!" Ledra blurted out in shock.
The wolf eyed her warily.
"DNA powers?" she said skeptically, narrowing her eyes.
Ledra offered up the coils of DNA strands in surrender, as if the golden strands were arms.
"What did I do wrong?" Ledra squeaked, as if she was Elvis herself. Elvis snarled, as if he noticed she did a good impression of him.
"It's okay, Elvis, this is a friend. I just want to talk to her." the wolf said.
Elvis relaxed a bit, but the little grey mouse stayed tense.
How Ledra could sense it, she sensed it in his DNA. Just personality attribute thingies.
Somehow, the mysterious wolf infused some charmspeak into her voice, but not the regular kind.
Ledra could sense some sort of pure power inside it, as if it was the voice of wind. Wind, on a pleasant day. It wasn't normal, which made it even more effective than even Peck's charmspeak, and that meant it was too dangerous to mention to anyone greedy or malicious.
"Um... have you heard of the Jamaasian Heroes?" Ledra said nervously, her strands still up in surrender.
The wolf snorted.
"Of course I have! Mother Sky talks to me every night about it! Those fools certainly will go after me! Ha! I'll choke them with chains of trees!"
Ledra tensed.
"So... you know the legends?"
The wolf snorted two times.
"Of course! I mean, Animal Jam Spirit has gone viral now. Viral! I wonder what happened to Snowyclaw though, she's posting super late now. Who doesn't know the legends top to bottom by now? Oh, you look like Winter. Funny, I wish I was like that."
Ledra started to grow more tense. How would she address such a carefree hero?
"Would you like to accompany me on a brilliant adventure...uh...You can meet my friends afterwards! I bet I'll need your nature powers to get out of various scrapes!" Ledra nervously laughed.
The wolf's eyes narrowed more, but sighed (oh, her breath smelled GOOD) and agreed.
"Speaking of which, you haven't told me your name yet. What is it?" Ledra asked her.
"My name is Savior. Yours?" Savior said, trying very hard to act friendly.
"Um.. Ledra. Yeah, L-E-D-R-A. Ledra." Ledra said, cautious about her newfound friend getting her  name wrong.
Savior laughed, and picked up Elvis.
"Okay, Laura, let's go!" She playfully ran further into the forest.
"Hey! My name is Ledra! Ledra with a dra! Not Laura Croft!" Ledra snarled. "Get back here, whelp!"
Of course, it was just being playful, but of course it COULD sound like an insult, Ledra thought.
She hoped Savior was civilized enough to understand.
Little did she know that conflict of ideas would soon come, and rivalry would sprout.

Raika poured out in cold sweat as she saw the drakons and manticores below her in the acidic waters of the Duat, but she kept calm.
After all, her reed barge was designed for a safe journey through the dream channel of the Duat. She felt like every single dream was flowing into her, and the thoughts flashing by her emphasized that feeling.
Raika could feel the energy swirling around her and the depths of other perilous channels around her, but right now the swishing of the water made her dizzy enough to begin with.
Suddenly, just as she was getting bored of purple water, a light flashed in the distance.
"Take me to that light!" Raika shouted to the captain.
"Aye aye, sir!" the skeleton captain clacked, and raised the sails to speed up the barge. Various crates that seemed to represent the evils of every single being's consciousness slid off the slippery deck and dissolved in the water, but nobody seemed to care about either the crates or realize that neither DarkBreath nor Agate was shouting orders at the present moment.
Just then, the bell rang as they entered the light.
"Hold on to the rails!" the skeleton shouted, honking his little red horn.
The various worries DreamCast users had cast into the Duat made Raika a little queasy, so she didn't need a reminder to grasp the bamboo rails.
SWOOSH!
They landed in a small cavern that had various machines buzzing around it, but slowly her surroundings changed.
The water changed to a landing pad for spacecraft, the barge to a fighter pod named the Xtreme Betrayal,
Gruesome name, but fitting, since it was jam-packed with devices built to kill phantoms. Raika was careful not to trigger any for her safety.
Because of her phantom form, she was able to breathe in space, so she had no problems sneaking into the interior of the ship.
When she got in, Sandy was alone on her bunk, typing madly on the computer and muttering to herself. Various plushies that reminded her of Jamaa and her family surrounded her advanced Vramaasian laptop.
Clearly, Sandy had got no sleep for a while, as she had bags under her eye, clashing with her cloud white pelt.
Sandy turned, and managed an eye-smile.
"Hello, comrade. I am Sandy, merciless space leader of the space rebels. What brings you here, Raika?"
Raika was surprised, but Sandy ignored Raika's emotions.
"Look, we don't have much time until the DreamCaster is going to be used by Agate to contact the Phantom King for his plans. Already I can feel the strain on the connection. I must be quick." Sandy muttered.
"Raika. Bringer of fury. Huh, I would suppose such a badass name would make you attack me on the spot, but you seem to have some common sense. Very well. You have come to make an alliance, have you not?"
The laptop brought out a mechanical arm, grabbed a cup of coffee from a portal, and dumped it on Sandy. Sandy absorbed it like a sponge.
Raika tried to speak, but she couldn't. The connection required such great energy levels that stripped her of the ability to audibly talk.
Sandy nodded, which shook her entire body.
"Okay, good. I need someone who has a scary name and is young enough for some good fight training. I have enough power from three Mira Feathers to transport you, Ashley and Dominic to safety, where I will train you three to overcome obstacles and serve justice. To make sure the procedure carries out well, I will start the spell."
Raika wondered how Sandy could hear her, but just then... Sandy yanked her out of her dream.