The Dragoness's Revenge

Chapter One

Chaos Stormbridge was a simple child. The eldest daughter of eight, and the only pure-bred of her mother. The girl belonged to the royal family of Stormbridge, the king and queen a gentle couple. Her father absolutely smitten with her mother, her mother returning the affection tenfold. Her siblings got along well. It seemed perfect.

However, perfect was far from it. Her people were constantly at war with the neighboring realm. Her father had tried to establish peace amongst the kingdoms but was turned down many a time. Soon, her kingdom was involved in a war they would be winning, if her father wasn't so careful.

Her realm consisted of the draeconic species, the Dragons of Dracma. It was full to the brim with different species, and the one sitting at the top was no other than the Chaos-Dragons or Black Dragons, if you will. Before Chaos's birth, her mother sat atop that pyramid.

The strongest and most beautiful of her kind, and the wisest. The woman was guided into a arranged marriage with the second strongest species known as the Ventaliav. Chaos's father. He was a gentle man, always took the best care of his people. And upon their union they gave birth to their eldest son, a boy named Slivenus. The silvered eye child of fate. And soon, his siblings came after.

All of them were a smooth hatch. Except for Chaos. She, is a miracle baby.  The littlest Black Dragon to date, infact. She was always the weakest, and the sickest. It was often that she was kept inside with her mother while her siblings ran, played, and learned skills from their father. Steadily the young princess learned strategy and battle tactics from all that time inside.

However.. A dangerous illness swept through the realm of Dracma, once that caused the mortality rate to skyrocket in the weaker breeds. And amongst those weaker breeds, the princess was the first to catch it from one of the gaurds. One by one each dragon dropped from the face of the earth, their numbers dwindling to extinction. The gentle king begged for the war to cease as his people were dying but alas, their enemy crushed his hopes with a iron fist.

In retaliation and desperation, the king sent out his strongest dragon yet. His wife, enraged by the enemy, set ruin upon their neighbors' realm within a few days. Once she returned home, she too, fell ill. Shortly after the Stormbridge family was sick, and dying.

The mother was the first casualty. The youngest all to the eldest fell dead. Only the king, the princess, and the twin princes were left. The king sent his youngest and only sons away to a safer place, in hopes they wouldn't succumb to the sick like he and his entire home did.

When the sick king died, he left behind his only living daughter. Chaos was a stumbling, coughing and dying survivor to their fallen kingdom. Her fallen family. She made with what she could by eating rotten or old scraps found in the village and the castle. Years had pasaed by, yet the girl was nothing but bones and skin when she was found by a simple tinkerer and his son of their enemy kingdom. Little did she know, this was only the start of her recovery and her hope in taking back what rightfully belonged to her in the start.