Author's Note: I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm on a fantasy kick and my brain has taken over my common sense. So here we are… I own nothing.
The Dragons Den
Prologue
Flames danced in the air, as people danced. Magic hung heavy in the night. Deku loved these nights. He lived in a small village just on the outskirts of the kingdom and twice a year a traveling band of marauders would pass through. Anywhere else they would have been a threat but their king was from this village originally. The queen of the Dragon Kin, as they called themselves, had fallen for him and offered him a deal. If he married her they would never raid the area again instead making it one of their homes, for they had many. He had agreed needing no pressing from the village elders. The Queen Mitsuki was beautiful and it would mean a defense for his people. That had been many years ago now and the pact had never been broken, only strengthened by the birth of their daughter Katsuki Bakugou who now sat next to Deku, drinking deep from a gold goblet. They were the same age, him and her and had… well most would call it less than a friendship but they were much closer than most could get to the young princess. She grinned slightly and made him jump by lighting explosions at her hands.
Magic was a central component of their world. Almost everyone had some kind of magic. The Dragon Kin were masters of fire, some of the few who were true masters of it. But they were a wild mostly ungoverned people, not held by the restrictions of the realm. Perhaps that was why it happened.
A few days after the celebration the band had left when a single man in their bright red clothes stumbled back into the village. Even their best healer's could not save him. He was half frozen in the middle of summer. Clearly the camp had fallen under magical attack. Before he died he choked out an explanation.
Their camp had been beset by an army of ice magic users. He held out a small insignia torn from one of the attackers. It was silver, a flame wrapped around a snowflake. None of them knew the sigil. Deku sobbed for the man stated that to his knowledge no one had survived the attack. It was on that day he swore to himself that he would one day find those responsible for this assault and bring them to justice.