dragon fire

prologue England 1692

As I flew through the sky that night, I was at peace. As I always am. With my family, and friends at my side, yes I said, flew. I am a ware-dragon myself and others like me have the ability to transform ourselves, from dragon to human form.

We were once a strong and powerful specious, now our numbers are few. We have been hunted, and murdered over the centuries, we are innocents, but they kill us for what we are, not for what we have done.

What few of us, there is left, have been scattered, after the last purge. When my father was murdered, everyone agreed we had to split up, traveling in smaller groups, which meant losing most of my friends. So it went, all of us going our separate ways. We'd have to move from time, to time, never staying in one place, for very long.

To everyone else, we're normal people, just like anyone else, and I'm just a normal child.

Running, and hiding like any other teenager.

So on this night, the night my life changed forever. Flying over the village, me in my dark red scales, my mother the queen, in her red and black scales, and my sister glowing in her dark green scales.

There were others that chose to stay to protect us. So as we flew over the village to make sure, all was well, as we did every night. All was quiet, too quiet. When we came to the center of town, that's when it happened.

We were attacked by people that we thought were our friends, threw spears, and shot arrows at us. We were scattered, at the assault, many died that night. I didn't see what came of any of them. When I couldn't find my mother or sister, rage fired through me, and flames shot from my mouth, spraying all around.

Attacking everything in sight, until I'm satisfied, screams erupting from down on the ground, setting the village, and there inhabitants on fire.

When I finished, I flew off in search of my family. I finely found them, so I quickly landed, and changed back. I ran to their side. I called too my mother, who was holding onto my sister, in her wings. Finely her eye opened, and she moved her head a bit. I could see the life draining from her. Arrows and spears had hit them both.

I hugged her snout, and she said.

"I was so worried about you my little one. Now you must be brave my young one. You are queen now. You must run, never stop running. I love you so much, and I am so proud of you. Do not cry my darling, we will see each other again. Grow up to be strong, and powerful. Be the queen, I know you can be. Always remember, there are people who fear us. Always danger, never forget that. I love you my young one."

With that, she closed her eye, and breathed her last breath. I cried into her snout, and prayed for her and my sister to start breathing again.

I could hear shouting in the distance, so I gave her, and my sister one last kiss. Then I transformed, took to the sky. I took one last look at my family below, and then flew off, towards the sunrise.

This is the night, my life changed forever. My name is

Shayla, I am a ware dragon, and this is my life on the run.

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