Disclaimer: L.J. Smith owns all concepts of the Nightworld, as well as any
characters whose names you recognize.
Author's note: This is my first fanfic, so please review art tell me what you think. More should be up by Thursday. ~Ash
Prologue:
Long ago, in a world where humans barely existed, the dragons had control of everything. They lived in fire and destruction, and the early volcanoes were always smoking.
In that strange, fiery world, a dragon was born. She looked small and fragile as she opened her eyes to look at her world.
***
Sixteen years later:
Now, the little dragon had grown up, and she looked upon her world with distaste. Secretly, she and her friend, Tiarn, hated their world of fire and destruction. However, to let anyone else know would be fatal.
With a sigh, Lina looked up at the sun yet again. When was Tiarn going to arrive?
"Hey Lina!"
"Hey Tiarn. Where were you?"
"I got held up by Adhezda. He claims that we're too peaceful for our own good, and that he's going to be keeping an eye on us."
"It's all right. Have you heard about Fireblade's latest?"
"Yeah. It's the biggest, most fiery volcano I've ever seen."
Lina shook her hair out of her eyes, exposing the seven horns on her forehead. With her bright red hair, she looked like a creature that thrived on fire. Sometimes, looks can be deceiving. "So, do you think they're starting to think we're traitors?"
"I don't know. They probably would have killed us by now if they really did."
"Aren't you cheerful. What should we do?'
"Plan our funerals," Tiarn quipped sarcastically.
"No, really."
"Probably attempt to act like they do-you know, create volcanoes, hot springs, kill random humans."
"We should make some volcanoes, but we should make them special in some way. Hey, I know, let's see if fire can survive in water."
"An explanation please.and in a language I can understand."
"Translation: How about we make a ring of volcanoes in the ocean."
"Cool. It'd probably fix our reputations."
***
"Can you believe what Lina and Tiarn just did?" an outraged Hecate Harman said to a congregation of witches.
"No. They seemed like pacifists.however, they've proven that they're not," said a council member.
"We should definitely put them to sleep," another witch spoke up.
"Definitely, Hecate responded.
***
Meanwhile, Lina and Tiarn were back in their cave, discussing their accomplishment, the ring of volcanoes in the Pacific Ocean known as the Ring of Fire.
"Well, any comments on our latest accomplishment, Tiarn?"
"Well, it was a success - it made us appear loyal to the Dragons Council and we're probably off Adhezda's death list."
"I know. It was so cool the way the lava met the sea."
".And how it just steamed and started to cool instantly."
".Maybe this volcano stuff isn't so bad after all."
***
Unknown to Lina and Tiarn, a small band of witches, led by Hecate, had followed them to their cave. They remembered the ring of volcanoes, and since they were powerless to kill them, they put Lina and Tiarn into a bewitched sleep in an inaccessible tomb at the bottom of the largest of their volcanoes.
***
Author's note: This is my first fanfic, so please review art tell me what you think. More should be up by Thursday. ~Ash
Prologue:
Long ago, in a world where humans barely existed, the dragons had control of everything. They lived in fire and destruction, and the early volcanoes were always smoking.
In that strange, fiery world, a dragon was born. She looked small and fragile as she opened her eyes to look at her world.
***
Sixteen years later:
Now, the little dragon had grown up, and she looked upon her world with distaste. Secretly, she and her friend, Tiarn, hated their world of fire and destruction. However, to let anyone else know would be fatal.
With a sigh, Lina looked up at the sun yet again. When was Tiarn going to arrive?
"Hey Lina!"
"Hey Tiarn. Where were you?"
"I got held up by Adhezda. He claims that we're too peaceful for our own good, and that he's going to be keeping an eye on us."
"It's all right. Have you heard about Fireblade's latest?"
"Yeah. It's the biggest, most fiery volcano I've ever seen."
Lina shook her hair out of her eyes, exposing the seven horns on her forehead. With her bright red hair, she looked like a creature that thrived on fire. Sometimes, looks can be deceiving. "So, do you think they're starting to think we're traitors?"
"I don't know. They probably would have killed us by now if they really did."
"Aren't you cheerful. What should we do?'
"Plan our funerals," Tiarn quipped sarcastically.
"No, really."
"Probably attempt to act like they do-you know, create volcanoes, hot springs, kill random humans."
"We should make some volcanoes, but we should make them special in some way. Hey, I know, let's see if fire can survive in water."
"An explanation please.and in a language I can understand."
"Translation: How about we make a ring of volcanoes in the ocean."
"Cool. It'd probably fix our reputations."
***
"Can you believe what Lina and Tiarn just did?" an outraged Hecate Harman said to a congregation of witches.
"No. They seemed like pacifists.however, they've proven that they're not," said a council member.
"We should definitely put them to sleep," another witch spoke up.
"Definitely, Hecate responded.
***
Meanwhile, Lina and Tiarn were back in their cave, discussing their accomplishment, the ring of volcanoes in the Pacific Ocean known as the Ring of Fire.
"Well, any comments on our latest accomplishment, Tiarn?"
"Well, it was a success - it made us appear loyal to the Dragons Council and we're probably off Adhezda's death list."
"I know. It was so cool the way the lava met the sea."
".And how it just steamed and started to cool instantly."
".Maybe this volcano stuff isn't so bad after all."
***
Unknown to Lina and Tiarn, a small band of witches, led by Hecate, had followed them to their cave. They remembered the ring of volcanoes, and since they were powerless to kill them, they put Lina and Tiarn into a bewitched sleep in an inaccessible tomb at the bottom of the largest of their volcanoes.
***