The six green walls that surrounded him supported a bright white ceiling that went up to a point. At the tip of the ceiling, there were six tiny round glass windows, one for each side. The floor was neon yellow and shiny enough to make any star jealous. There was one trap door, just visible, below the north wall. The fixed light from the windows burned bright, making the neon coloured room glow blindingly.

      He had been trapped in this bright space for over a month now. There was no bed. He slept on the floor on the oppposite side to the trap door. He woke up to a tray of bread and water. Occasionally there was a biscuit or an orange as well, but they were luxury. However, he had no idea where it came from.

      All he had were the clothes he had worn the day before the abduction, a black hoodie, black jeans, black trainers, and one black ring with a purple gem inside. He had no idea why he would have worn that ring but he felt a connection to it so kept it on. He'd lost all his memory when he'd entered the room. He had forgotten everything about himself apart from a few words he couldn't quite place; Basko, hero, Razor, Kylie, and his own name.

      One day, he finally plucked up enough courage to open the trap door. He walked over to it and knelt down, trying to ignore the blinding glow. His fingers found grip along one sideof the heavy metal door. Using all his strength and balance, he hefted the trap door up and threw it back against the floor the other side. Peering down the small shaft, he saw what he hoped for. Darkness. He felt compelled to follow it's path. He hadn't seen darkness in so long; even night had been bright in that room. Not caring what was down there, he jumped.

       As soon as he was completely through the hole, his memory came back, piece by piece. By the time he'd landed in the pool of cold, clear water at the bottom, he knew who he was. Basko was his best friend. Basko had got his nickname through winning a fight against ten basilisks. Razor was his other best friend. She had got her nickname through beating a giant by slicing it to pieces with only her dagger. Together they were the most powerful team of heroes around. His pet griffin, Kylie waited for him on the side of the pool.His ring was given to him by the princess Artemis, who he kinda had a crush on. But he knew by law of maidenhood, that could never happen.

      He also remebered himself. He was called Drakon. You can make your own story as to how I got that nickname. Right now, I've got to go and meet Basko and Razor in Greece for our next quest.