Starleria☆

Prologue☆

 Authors note: These are mostly the background stories, and why they end up meeting each other. Enjoy!<3

Simon

I, Simon Greyhound, am the first human dragon hybrid. I know, crazy right? How does that even work? Well it happened and here I am. Simon Greyhound. Everyday is a LIVING reminder that I don't belong. I never have. I've been bullied for 3 years just because of my human genes. My parents said it was no big deal but, I've been training constantly for the past month trying to see how I can strengthen my power. To prove I belong. Just maybe, if I'm strong enough, they'll see me as an equal. 

They'll see me for me.

Just the thought excites me. But, no matter how hard I try they still just call me "Unnatural". I've gotten used to it. I've learned to just ignore them and walk away. Who are they to say what I am and what I'm not? No matter how hard I try to ignore them, it still hurts. But hey! I have feelings too! It's not like I'm a monster! Am I...? All I know is as long as I have my friends, It'll all be fine! I hope at least. I think that, if I go to the coast of Ustar, maybe I'll have better chances at proving myself! I start to pack my bags, and head out on the break of dawn

Vex

I hate it here. It happens all the time. They appear, we eat them OVER AND OVER AGAIN! I'm sick of it I don't want to eat them. They might be nice! The little mushroom people, called the "nobodies" have been eaten and sacrificed to our kind for GENERATIONS. I feel so bad for them, they have feelings. There alive. Just like us. But here I am, the day where I'm supposed to consume one for my own selfish powers. I've always tried to avoid these days, since I was young. But my brother insists on it, so I do. I walk on the dirt path and into the village, I breath in the sour air of the cold forest. I feel the fear when I pick one up, I try not to look as I start to consume it. Hours pass, as I consume multiple. I lean down to pick one up when it speaks up,

"STOP!" It yells squirming on the ground.

I look down on it, and say

"I'm so sorry, I don't want to have to do this." I say in a soft tone looking down on the small creature. "Just-! Just take me with you and we can save my whole race!" He exclaims. I smile a bit, and then take him and put him in my small pouch. "Just don't tell my brother about this, okay?" I say looking at him. I walk towards my home and take him out. "First," I say putting him down on the table in my bedroom "We need to get out of here, maybe head for the elf territory near the coast." I say sitting in the chair in front of him. He nods, and pulls out a map from my desk. He points to the coast of Ustar and says, "Here. This is where we can find help to take down the rest of the Shallowed." I stand up, and pull out my backpack. "Well," I say "Lets get going" 

Violet

My family has never been a good one. My mother, and my step father favored my brothers, and pretended I didn't even exist. And matter of fact, this has made me extremely independent, and to be honest im getting sick of sitting here and doing nothing. The first thought that comes to my mind is running away but how would I do that? I live in a small cottage in the middle of the forest. It takes hours just to get to the closest town! How am I supposed to just run away? I sit up from my bed and look out the window, the lush green trees swaying in the breeze, the birds calling. It was a really good day out, and it always was. I stand up, and walk towards my door opening it slowly. My mother is in the kitchen reading a book when I walk in, but instead of ignoring me like usual she mutters,

"Damn fairies I've always hated them, it's embarrassing to say I have one as a daughter"

A rush of sadness and rage floats to my head, at this I just rip the chores list off the fridge and storms into the cleaning closet. I grab the broom and start sweeping

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It's nearing the end of the day and I trudge back into my room. 

I can't handle it anymore.

The constant neglection.

The abuse.

It's all so SICKINING! I grab my bag from the small closet in my room and stuff it full. I have food for the next year, clothes for a good month (if I find a river to wash them in) I'm finally getting out of this house. I run out into the night. Not leaving a trace.