December 24, 1802
In the streets of England, London on a cold, freezing winter night there stood a figure in the road, a child by the size of them, no one could tell if they were a boy or girl. The figure had hair as white as the snow itself, and their eyes... well, if you sit, wait, and as the bitter cold air blows through their hair you can see a flash of maroon were the figures eyes should be.
People were amazed! The child was crazy! No one in their right mind would be out in the icy bite of winter at this time of night! What was this child thinking!? They could freeze to death! Yet... some were intrigued, why was the child out there, were they waiting for something? If so, what?
Some thought the figure was an angel, by the pure color of there hair, sent by the spirits above to bring happiness and joy, Others... those who saw the figures eyes... believed it to be a demon, sent from the clutches of the underworld, there to bring grief, misery, and death... But, by the time the sun peaked over the horizon, the figure, was gone...
Early April, 2002
A figure can be seen walking up to Ouran Academy... they were wearing a slightly large black hoodie, which covered their hair with ease, along with black pants and a black bandanna with a red tint that covered their eyes. The person spoke in a raspy voice as if not used that often. " Big... Pink... Human interaction... Dear god this better be interesting..."
Disclaimer: I don't own Ohshc or the pic, I only own the plot and OC also this is yaoi, don't like don't read.
⚠️Warning⚠️ May contain swearing and morbid contexts
Howling Echoes - A How to Train Your Dragon Story, The Echoes, Book 1
92 parts Complete
92 parts
Complete
I could feel a cold, icy gaze barrel straight through my soul. Actual crystal shapes frosted white marked the edges of the creature's vision. A long, thin tail with a thin frost layer gently wrapped around me.
Normally I would've run, escape through the trees to the best of my abilities. But I couldn't. The icy blue gaze was hypnotizing. The dragon gently puffed frost in my face. Small, gleaming white teeth caught the snow.
No matter how brilliant this dragon looked, however, I couldn't fight back the only other thought that was running through my head.
I was gonna die.
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Kiara has lived on her own for as long as she can remember. But when she finds her fate caught with the Dragon Riders, secrets are uncovered about her identity, and she has to choose between fighting her father...or facing the only friends she'd ever known in battle.
Secrets, betrayal, and lies, all circling Kiara's life as she struggles to fit in with the Riders, and find where her fate truly stands.
OLD: While I'm very proud for this being my first completed major project, it's still old as hell, several things make 0 sense and there's a lot of random convoluted stuff and little consistency, especially in characters. This was something I wrote to escape when I was down and often sleep-deprived so I just wrote what I felt like in the moment. THIS ALSO APPLIES TO ITS SEQUELS. If that isn't your thing, I wouldn't recommend this.