Dragons: 1

Since the Fall of the Dragons in Remnant, there hadn't been any hatchlings lately. Many feared that if the four remaining eggs didn't hatch soon, the dragons would die out, forgotten. There were technically five remaining dragons: the four eggs and the brother of two of the eggs' sire. This dragon, being the last one, would teach the younglings as soon as they hatched. But, seeing as all but eight people of age had been ignored by the eggs for the tenth year in a row, people were wondering if the eggs would ever bond with anyone; Human or Faunus. As the last eight people walked in; five humans and three Faunus; the last dragon sighed inwardly. He had seen many disappointments these past few years. He hoped his nieces and the others would finally hatch.

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Jaune gasped when he saw the huge white dragon with glittering rubies for eyes. Acting on instinct, the humans and Faunus bowed to the King of the Skies.

'Rise, younglings, there is no need to bow. Four of you may yet become of the same level as me today.'

That was when Jaune remembered what they were there for: to see if the eggs would hatch. And what beautiful eggs they were! Two were red, one with black markings, the other gold. One was black with pink markings. The last, and largest, was bright gold with violet markings.

The last people to arrive were obviously Jaune, as well as Nora, Blake, Weiss, Velvet, Sun, Cardin, and Neptune. None of them had any hope that they would be picked; why should they? The dragon eggs had been dormant for at least a decade, having been laid right at the end of the Fall of the Dragons that nearly wiped them all out. All of these eggs were orphans, and even inside the eggs, they felt sorrow. The hatchlings-to-be were probably wallowing in self pity.

Neptune walked up first, and set his hand on each of the eggs in turn. Seeing as reactions in the past took at least five minutes, they had to wait ten to be sure. Not a single crack appeared. Not even a wobble. Neptune left, his suspicions confirmed. Cardin went next, with the same result. The same for Sun and Velvet. It seemed it would be another wasted year.

Weiss walked up and started at the right. Placing her palm on each egg, starting with the Yellow and working her way over, she touched each in turn, then she moved to the side to see if any change would occur.

The ten minutes were almost up when the red and black one wobbled, albeit almost unnoticeably. Then, it wiggled and wobbled harder and harder, until cracks appeared in the beautiful shell. At this the King lifted his head and addressed the heiress.

'You have been given a great gift and great burden. Treat my niece well,' he said as the shell broke away, revealing a small ruby dragon with silver eyes. The king then looked directly at Weiss.

'It is tradition for the rider to name her dragon, but this one's dam wished for her to be named Ruby. Will you agree?'

"Yes, my Lord. It is a wonderful name."

'Good. Now take her into the antechamber. There, my Rider will greet you.'

She walked over and picked up the now sleeping hatchling and carried her away to the opposite door they arrived through.

'You can stop gaping at her,' said King Qrow with what sounded like a chuckle. 'Young Faunus girl, you are next.'

Blake walked up and immediately set her sights on the golden egg. She figured it would be fitting, given her eyes. The egg was cracking before she even touched it.

'You're very good at predicting outcomes, youngling. Congratulations. You may name her what you wish.'

"Well, since I was named for my color, as was this one's sister, I shall name her for the Mistralian word for yellow. Dragon, I christen thee Yang."

After her speech, she walked to the antechamber.

'Would the final lady please step forward?'

Nora walked directly to the black one. "I just love pink, I hope it picks me!"

Unlike Yang, the dragon took a few minutes to reach a decision… to accept. He hatched for her rather slowly, and didn't pass out from exhaustion when he was freed from his prison.

"Oooh! It's so cute!"

The hatchling looked at the King, who then told Nora it was a he.

"Okay," recalling the ceremony, she said, "Dragon, I christen thee Lie Ren!" Nora then took her new companion to the Antechamber.

'I doubt this one will choose Me.' thought Jaune to himself.

He walked up and touched the beautiful egg, and then stepped back. A minute passed. Then two more. Then another three. Then the last four minutes passed with no movement. Disheartened, Jaune moved to leave when suddenly a resounding crack was heard. Turning around, he saw the King, who had begun to leave, turn his sinuous neck around to stare at the final egg, which was wobbling back and forth, and cracking itself open.

'You are a very lucky boy, I hope you realize.' said the king to the blonde.

Walking back into the room, he waited for the dragon to finish hatching. Once done, it looked up at him almost as if to say 'sorry for the wait'. Jaune picked up the creature, and then said aloud: "I shall name you for my grandmother's name: Dragon, I christen thee Pyrrha!"