Well, I welcome you all to Broken Traditions! I love the Monster Hunter franchise and I've been sitting on this idea long before I started writing "Return of the First", so I finally decided to give it a shot. I hope you all like the story, and please review fairly.
-Prologue-
A powerful roar breaks out across a snow-filled valley, startling the local wildlife. In that valley sits a small village in the process of being devoured by flames. A young human boy runs through the smoldering streets, searching desperately for his parents. In his searching, he runs across a Lunastra fledgling, wings terribly damaged, beautiful blue mane matted with blood. Upon seeing each other, the pair jumped away, each taking a stance. The fledgling immediately collapses, barely alive and fading fast due to its wounds. Much to its surprise, the beast felt her mouth being opened and a tart liquid being poured inside. Opening its eyes, she saw the boy smiling, unsure why he was doing so. The boy stroked the fledgling's mane, much to its surprise. The fledgling curled up in the boys lap, enjoying the care, feeling it's wounds heal. Little did the two children know, they're parents were locked in battle, fighting in desperate effort to slaughter each other. The father and Teostra had stuck each other down, both unmoving and bleeding, whilst the two mothers continued to fight. In a last ditch effort, the mother activated an item she had created and threw it at the furious Lunastra. The beast slammed it with her tail, unknowingly flinging into its fledgling yawning maw. The fledgling swallowed the shining vial, body bursting into a bright light. Last thing the boy felt before blacking out was the Lunastra's mane seeming to change into human skin...
-Prologue End-
I understand that this is much shorter than most of my work, but I need to know what you all think before I continue. Let me know your feelings on this and we'll see where it goes.