Borg's P.O.V
I shifted slowly onto my back, my green scales rubbing against the soft earthy ground. I sighed deeply, the sigh rumbling in my throat. My wings lied out straight on either side of me. I was lying in a nice sunny spot in the forest. My green scales reflecting the sunlight, making them to appear as if they were shimmering like grass covered in early morning dew. My large scaled body bathing in the warm sunlight.Memory's of my fellow dragons filling me with sadness as I remembered the bloody war that I had been the only one to escape alive. I hummed a soft tune to a ancient dragon song.
"Borg!"
I jumped to my talons as I heard my stubborn human adoptive sister Jessica. I quickly shifted into my human form. My scales becoming skin and green hair appearing on my head. My golden eyes gleaming. A leather green jacket, green jeans with black boots and a green shirt forming on me as my wings and tail and dragon ears disappeared in a very little green flash. I breathed a sigh of relief as she pushed through the foliage, unknowing of what I really was.
"Borg! Mom's worried sick! Its been several hours since you've left and came here like you always do!" Jessica snapped
"I didn't mean to worry her." I said, my voice calm.
My voice had a surprising musical lilt to it.
"Well, get your butt back home!" Jessica snapped
My golden eyes narrowed.
"Do I have to remind you who's older." I said, barely keeping a puff a smoke from even streaming from my mouth.
"Just because you're 19 doesn't mean anything." Jessica said
"How about being a 90 year old dragon." I thought
"Now get your butt home." Jessica said sternly
"Fine, I'll be right behind you." I muttered, fumbling with my medallion.
Jessica turned on her heels and walked away. I sighed. I gave a content look to my spot. But suddenly began to get bothered by a small tug in my mind. I shook my head. I gasped as the green jewel in my medallion began to slightly shimmer.
"But, that can't be true." I thought
I shook my head and ran back to the small farm I lived on.
Wendy's POV
Wendy walked along the path in the woods. She was having a nice stroll through the beautiful scene of green foliage and colorful flowers. She twirled her long light purple curls and hummed a strange tune as she went along. Wendy always felt close to this place for some reason. She always felt like she had some secret friend hidden in the woods. Wendy had gone a little farther along the path than usual, but that was only because she felt like someone was calling her.She stopped in her tracks as she saw a slight green flash and felt a strong rush of wind. She slowly approached. Her high tops barely making a sound as she walked toward it. She gasped as the purple jewel in her necklace began to slightly glow.
"The necklace has chosen you for a reason Wendy. You must be special."
Her mother's words echoed in her head. Wendy's granddad and grandma had always told her that when the jewel glowed, a dragon would be nearby, but she never really believed them. Wendy crouched behind the bushes as she watched a strange green haired dude and a black haired girl argue. She held my breath. She recognized the two as the Orin siblings. She knew that the dude must've been the strange adopted one.
Wendy watched them as the girl stomped away and the boy gave one last content look at the sunny spot. Before Wendy realized it, she found herself humming the strange tune and her eyes grew wide as the dude's medallion began to slightly glow. He got a startled look on his face and ran. She walked into the sunny spot and found something glinting. She picked it up and gasped. It was a large green scale.
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Heart Stones: A Quest For Answers
FantasyBorg is a dragon hidden among the humans. Feeling alone with nobody left of his kind. Wendy is a girl with a strange jewel around her neck. She feels like there is more to the world than she knows. Join Borg and Wendy as they go on a strange, exciti...