500 years ago, hundreds of miles away from Berk on an island that was higher then all of the other islands lies a city. A pearly white city, but this wasn't just any city. This city was filled with Dragon Borns. Demi gods of the dragons. These demi gods were the protectors of the dragons. They were created, by the gods to keep the peace between dragons and humans. They poses the abilities of magic, and there most powerful ability was to transform from human to dragon. For over 200 years they have served the gods loyalty until one faithful day that there loyalty was put to the ultimate test.

The doors swung open as two guards walked into a white room with pillars all around the room. They then threw a man on to the floor and stood behind him. He then stood up and started to look around the room. He was about 6 feet tall with blond hair, and about the age of 20. He also wore a black and green cloak that went from his shoulders to the floor. He continued scanning the room was filled with other Dragon Borns there was also someone sitting on a throne. The guy on the throne was also 6 feet with black hair and was about the age of 25. He was wearing plain white armor with gold markings all around it. He then locked eyes with the man on the throne.

"Ah Therapin to what do I owe this honor." He said.

Therapin then stood up. "You know exactly why you are here Denamere." He then pulled a black scale out of his pocket and threw it to Denamere. "Why did you feel compelled to make these black dragons that breath lightning." He asked.

Denamere began to study the scale theory. He then started to chuck underneath his breath. "I guess I can no longer hide my plan." He then began to pace back and forth around the room. "As you guessed these dragons were created for one and only one purpose of mine. He then stopped in the middle of the room and turned to the man on the throne. "I plan to over throw the gods."

The entire room then filled with noise of people gasping and talking.

"SILENCE" Therapin yelled. The room then went quiet. He then turned to Denamere. "You can't be serious, that's blasphemy."

"Oh but I am, and with these dragons we will be the ones to rule over all land and SEA." Denamere yelled out.

"We" a women from the crowed said. She then stepped forward. "You really think that we could over throw the gods with just your useless pets."

"Stay your tongue women." Denamere threatened.

"I will not allow this man to put all of our lives in danger just because he has a problem with the gods." The women said again.

"I said stay your tongue." Denamere said once more as his eyes started to become more like a dragons.

"Or what." She said. "Your weak you always have been, there is nothing you can do because you are a week pathetic man just like your dragons."

"I SAID STAY YOUR TONGUE." He then pulled out a sword and rushed at the women. Every one began to panic as he came in striking distance of the woman. As he was about to strike a nearby archer shoot a arrow and disarmed him. The sword slid across the room. Denamere then looked at the guards and began to growl as his eyes returned to normal.

"ENOUGH." Therapin yelled once more. "I will not have blood shed in my thrown room."

The room then turned silent as every ones eyes laid upon Therapin.

"Now we do not have any reason to go to war with the gods. As long as we continue with the task they have given use then we shale be on good terms with them." Therapin explained.

"But we could do so much better then they have ever been." Denamere began to explain. "All they do is sit around and do nothing while we do all of there messenger work. Well I say no more, we should be the ones who give them the orders, we are the one who should be the gods, we are the one who deserve that power." He yelled out. As the room began to fill with chatter.

"NO." Therapin yelled out. "I will not start a war with the gods, the decision has been made."

"Come now Therapin we have been on this earth for over 200 years, surly you think that it is our turn for the throne in Valhalla." Denamere explained.

"I have made my decision, you are lucky the gods don't come down here now and kill us all for your heresy." Therapin said.

Denamere then cocked one eyebrow to the side. "I see." He said with a tone of understanding. "You have no need to start a war because you will soon be a god yourself." He then spotted his sword and slowly started to walk toward it. "You are the closest of all of us to become a god and that's why you have no reason to take the power now."He then was in arms reach of the sword. "He will soon forsake us just so he can have the power while the rest of us rot here for all eternity, "well I have a better solution."

He then picked up the sword and began to charge at Therapin. He then pulled out another sword when the two guards next to Therapin began to rush back at him. Denamere managed to slide under there swords and cut at there heals rendering them completely immobile. He then jumped up into the air holding his swords above his head.

"I WILL LEAD MY PEOPLE TO OUR DESTINY NOT YOU." Denamere shouted as he started to come down with his swords.

Therapin then pulled out a large hammer and swung it at denamere shooting him across the room and hitting a wall. While his swords flew in the opposite direction. Therapin then walked over to him and picked him up.

"I will not have this madness continue." Therapin then walked over behind the thorn onto the balcony, while still holding Denamere and began to slowly raise his hand up. Out of know were a large world pool appeared.

"I will not have your thoughts of power destroy us all, so I must banish you for a 1000 years in the deep depths of the sea." Therapin yelled out.

"You know that it won't keep me there for 500 years, I will find a way out and when I do I will come after you." Denamere said with a loud growl.

Therapin just ignored his remark. "You will no longer be a threat to our way of life."

"Other people will realize that I am right and when they do you are going to wish that I was here, BROTHER." Denamere yelled once more.

Therapin then threw him in the world pool as it began to slowly descend down.

"We will see, BROTHER." Therapin then walked back inside.

After only 10 years of Denameres banishment the Dragon Borns began to sympathies with Denameres plan. As the years continued more and more began to get behind his plan until the day that they called for a revolution and the gods heads on a pike. The gods began to take notice as they decided that the era of the Dragon Borns came to and end. A massive war broke out for hundreds of years as gods and Dragon Borns fought one another. The Dragon Borns did in fact use the black lighting dragons against the gods which did change the tide of there battles.

Until the day came that Odin came down from Valhalla to destroy all Dragon Borns and the lightning dragons once and for all. Shortly after Odin appeared one Dragon Born was given the chance to become a god. It was Therapin, because he was the only Dragon Born trying to make peace during the war. Therapin began to think about this for a long time, until he finally decided to become a god and leave his people behind. He had also requested that three of his most trusted guards men to come with him. The gods decided to allow this request, as they then became the guardians of all dragon kind. The war then finally came to an end as Odin found and destroyed the last nest of the lightning dragons. He destroyed them all, except for one an egg that managed to roll out of the nest and into the sea. It headed strait for the Meridian of Misery. Along with the last lightning dragon nest, the last remnant of the Dragon Borns were also killed, all except for Denamere who still remained in his watery prison.