Shadowed Dragon

The skies did not turn grey and black and thunder did not strike from the heavens above. It came naturally and rather quietly. 'It' was the end and the beginning. 'It' was the Prophecy. The Prophecy spoken by the Masked Oracle, "When the time comes that the lost heir returns, the silver haired woman shall bring forth a time of peace and the overthrowing of royalty. When the last one dies, a broken heart shall be the return of Dragons." No one questioned it, everyone tried to make sense of it, but none could.

Then darkness spread and soldiers rained down and brought destruction and death with them. Two souls, tied together, ran. Separately, but together, they prepared for their time. Without knowledge of one another, they trained, learned and survived. Each with their own skill sets. Each with their own purpose. Each with their own vengeance.

When the time comes, they will fight, but will they fight together? Will they survive together? Will the Prophecy reign true? Or will this be the end of it all?