This story is about a boy called Brian Flow who lost his farther in a tragic war between the humans and dragons. Brian must now rise up and realise his full potential in order to honor his father's name while also running away from his past home.
BOOOOOOM! Cannons were firing, claws and swords were clashing and magic filled the air as the war between the dragons and the humans continued without even a glimpse of it ever coming to an end. There was however one last hope of an end, Ryan Flow was a human in a long bloodline of dragon slayers. One of the very few humans who can produce magic like dragons of any element while retaining human like qualities.
Ryan's golden hair flowed in the heavy wind that whipped his face making him squint slightly in order to retain his vision. "RAAAAAAAWWWW" was all that could be heard as an ice cloaked dragon swoops down from the sky and spits out large balls of ice at Ryan, who effortlessly melted them with the fire he produced out of his fingertips before leaping into the air and onto the dragons back plunging his sword into its thick, scaly hide being rewarded with its soft inner flesh as it let out a screeching rawr of pain. Flicking its body wildly like a fish out of water, Ryan was able to hold onto its scales before he leaps back to the ground shooting a mixture of fire and lightning to finish it off.
This battle went on for years until it was seemingly over 20 years later! A new era of peace was made for 5 years, allowing Ryan to marry and to conceive a child named Ryan with his new beloved white haired wife Alison. However his son, Ryan, was interesting to say the least. He was able to control both fire and darkness at the age of 5 which then led to light at 7, which made a normal childhood impossible for him unless he was to hide his abilities. They still managed to live a happy life that is until that fateful day that changed everything.
A dragon attacked! Not just any normal dragon but a three headed one with the control over thunder, wind and poison, wreaking havoc across the entire city killing thousands single handedly without even a second thought. This unfortunately included Ryan Flow in front of his son's eyes as he was whisked away by his mother to another part of the globe in order to stay safe.
Opening
~~~~ 9 years later ~~~~
Brian Flow was a 16 year old male with pure white hair and dark blue eyes and rather pale skin. He also wore a sliver and black ring on his right little finger that was salvaged from his farther after the fall of his town which he refused to take off.
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he made his way down the road to his school. Emerald academy known as one of the greatest academy of all time. However, it wasn't all good due to him being fatherless and always wearing a ring he was often teased and bullied but he didn't care. Just as long has he had his closest friend Chris Crook who as stuck with him ever since his arrival 9 years ago.
However there was one day where someone took it too far. "Oi! Brian do you want a box of tissues in case you start crying? Not because your dad's dead but because he was glad to be rid of a wimp like you!" A random student called making Brian's eyes flare up with rage and lash out on him unintentionally sending off small balls of flames causing severe burns across the boys entire body making him howl in pain creating a shocked and discussed crowd. At that point Brian felt a tug on his arm pulling him out of the school gates and down the road to the town entrance. Looking up to see his saviour he saw non other then Chris his best mate looking back at him with a full face of both fear and anger making him look back down shamefully sighing as he was pulled out of town.
"You really freaking owe me for this!" Chris barked stopping behind a Bush and pulling food and drink out of his back handing one of each to Brian who accepted not daring to look Chris in the eyes. "Well we can't stay here anymore. We've gotta run and keep on running not looking back." he explained to the white haired male who chomped down on his food tearing up and eventually collapsed into Chris's arms his face screwed up in misery sobbing rather muffled. " I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so damn sorry! " The other black haired male wrapped his arms around Brian hugging him closely reassuring him by saying in a soothing tone. "Don't worry I'll be here for you. No matter what."
