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Mythical Warriors

Mythical Warriors

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Hey I'm Alexandria Rider but you can call me Alex. I'm 17 and a future dragon rider. Yeah you heard me right a dragon rider. We live in today's world just like you but we stay under the radar. We live in disguised communities in the mountains and woods. We communicate with other people to draw les attention to us and the dragons. We live peacefully with the dragons and other dragon riders. But not for long. Slowly all our community leaders get abducted, by who we don't know but I intent to find out. After I complete my dragon training of course.
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We all know the Government keeps secrets, and most of them have a reason to be just that, secrets. I am part of a military unit, but not your average run of the mill soldier, no. I am a trained killing machine with teeth that can rip a man in half. scales that can stop bullets in their tracks, and wings that allow me to soar over a battle field like a looming angel of death. I am a dragon. I was born of a hell I wouldn't wish on anyone; but I wasn't always like this though... I was forced into this violent role at the age of sixteen on a school competition to New York. It has become my duty now to protect my fellow soldiers and friends in the heat of battle that rages behind the scenes both abroad and at home. We are hunted, but are not petty prey, we can fight back against those with the audacity to come against the rising sea of scales, guns, and armor coming their way... But in the depth of my dreams I still find myself arguing on who the real dragons are. the us with their body's, or the humans with their minds.

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