Dragons Generations

Crushing

Caelum the first twin held his twin brother Corvus the second twin, once far away enough, he dropped his brother to the ground. "Ugh! I can't believe you right now, we lost that fight all because you saw a pest of a woman!"

Corvus groaned as he hit the ground, rubbing his head and looking up at his brother with a mix of guilt and frustration. "I know, I know! I'm sorry, okay? She just... caught me off guard. I won't let it happen again."

Caelum scowled, crossing his arms. "You better not. Our mission is too important to let such distractions get in the way. If Father hears about our loss, he won't be pleased. And then we'll be bumped down in ranks and become useless like Morga and Morroc."

Corvus stood up, brushing off the dirt from his robes and straightening his posture. "I refuse to let us meet the same fate as them, or worse, like Xander and Xanthus."

Caelum winced and massaged his temples, "Please, don't mention their names. Just the thought of them gives me a headache those loud lots they are." Caelum rubs his temple, already feeling a heading forming. "I truly can't fathom how they haven't disappointed Helogan yet."

Corvus smirked despite the tension. "I suppose even the Helogan have a use for loud distractions."

Caelum sighed, lowering his hand from his temple. Let's not dwell on their incompetence. We need to report back to Father and reassess our strategy, and we will not mention this embarrassing loss of the fight, got it?"

Corvus nodded, his smirk fading into a more serious expression. With that, the twins took to the air, their robes billowing behind them as they flew towards their stronghold. Once they arrived on the remote island, a breathtaking paradise nestled in the vast expanse of the ocean, far from any mainland. The island had lush green forests, clear streams, and pristine sandy beaches. It was always bathed in a golden twilight, giving it a magical glow.

At the heart of the island, there was a grand house where Helogan and Cerulean lived. The house was made of marble and adorned with carvings of dragons and ancient runes. Inside, there were vast halls, grand staircases, and rooms with luxurious furnishings and age-old artifacts.

Surrounding the main house were many smaller houses, each with unique designs reflecting the dragon families that lived there. Lush gardens with exotic flowers and plants surrounded each house, adding to the serene atmosphere.

The island was home to millions of dragon children. There were also training grounds, ancient libraries with knowledge, serene meditation gardens, and grand dining halls for community gatherings.

Once Caelum and Corvus landed, they walked past their many brothers and sisters and headed toward the elegant house in the center of the island. But before they could climb the stairs, they were stopped by their sisters, Circe and Cyrene.

Circe, with her flowing sky blue hair and emerald-green eyes, looked at them with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. Cyrene, her twin, was a striking contrast with her silver hair and sapphire-blue eyes, exuding an air of calm authority.

"Where do you two think you're going?" Circe asked, her tone both inquisitive and slightly teasing. She crossed her arms, her gaze sharp.

Cyrene's eyes softened as she assessed her brothers. "You look troubled. Did something happen during your mission?"

Caelum sighed, running a hand through his blue hair, clearly irritated. "We need to speak to father and no I'm not going to tell you what it is because none of your business." he said, trying to sound casual but unable to hide the frustration in his voice.