Griffin's love, Dragon's passion

Summary: Amarath Dragonheir is send to the SW universe with a set of near impossibility tasks: alter the course of the galaxy and certain historical figures' history and find out what infernal plan are Asha's brother and his evil servant up to. To make things more complex than they are as she soon finds out, her friend and aide Gehael gets tempted by the Dark Side of the Force and begins to think of using certain powerful artifacts. Another problem is the fact that the Dragonheirs are in heat and therefore their bodies makes it difficult for them to concentrate, which will get worse when they meet certain people. In a world where nothing is easy and alternation is difficult only love, loyalty, will and intelligence can save the galaxy and its saviors from falling to the darkness inside them. Rating: M due to swearing, minor gore and very later on lemons. Might contain OOC and has lots of AU. Pairings: Thrawn x OC, OC x OC, lots of canon (Anakin x Padme, Luke x Mara, Han x Leia, etc). Constructive criticism and blunt honesty will be greatly appreciated (I accept corrections on any aspects on my fic since it's my first ever and I'm not very good at writing canon). Read and Review. I thank you all who spare some of their time to read this story beforehand.

Prologue

Windrose Valley, Ashan…

The Temple was large and vast, big enough to fit tens of thousands of worshippers, an army of a thousand dragons or in this case eight Dragon deities. Everything from the ornate ceiling and walls to the floor was covered in a silvery white metal that glowed with its own light making the hallway look like it was made out of moonlight, the finest pieces of art decorating the whole length of it. Normally the young female Dragonheir would have stopped and marveled at these works but now was not the time for distractions. As the slender robed figure strode down the hallway at top possible speed she couldn't help but feel slightly worried about this meeting.

Two hours ago Amarath known to many as merely Dragonheir or Asha's Messiah received word from her Matron through telepathy to come to the Temple in Windrose Valley several hours before moonrise as fast as possible. Although the young Dragon Lady had never heard the Spinner of Death sound worried, the feeling that accompanied the message left her with that impression. Aware that this had a serious connection to her dream visions the young Lady transformed into a Spectral Dragon and flew off. After an hour and fifty minutes long journey she landed gently before the Temple's double doors and morphed back into her normal self, pulling the hood of her silver-white spider silk embroidered rode over her head and nodding once at the two Vampire guards entered the sacred building.

Just as she began to ponder what were Urgash and Lucifer up to this time did she lift her gaze and saw the doors leading to the Hall of Rebirth where the meeting would be held. In front of them stood a tall, slender, broad shouldered masculine figure clad in a scarlet forest green embroidered robe, his back towards her, hood hiding his head. He stood at parade rest, hands clasped behind his back. Amarath didn't need to see his face to know who it was: Gehael, her friend and companion the merged physical form of Gelu and Archangel Michael. Careful not to make a sound she approached until standing next to him. "Hello Gehael." "Hello Amarath. Asha seems to be worried about something. Any idea what it is?" "Not exactly. I've been having visions lately that revolve around a universe I haven't seen or heard of before but none show anything related to Urgash or his vile Kreegan servant . Despite that I think there's a connection between the events in that universe and our nemesis. I just haven't figured it out yet." "Hmmm. Whatever it is I'm sure you'll find it out."

Their conversation ended when the doors opened revealing a large moonlit room with a seven-pointed star in the middle of the floor, an ornate throne eight paces away from the door. Upon this seat fit for an Empress sat the Mother of all in her humanoid form: large wings folded surrounding her like a mantle, pitch black myriad lights covered robe draped down to the ground covering the Goddess's body entirely, tail around the base of the throne. On her head was an ornate crown resembling the sky with the four phases of the moon and many stars surrounding them. Her face was beautiful, slightly angular, yet symmetrical. Her eyes shined like two stars encircled by thick, black fanlike eyelashes under the perfect arches of equally black eyebrows. Black as the night hair surrounded her face going past her shoulders. Arranged in a semicircle around the throne were her seven Dragon God Children. From left to right they were: Elrath, Lord of Light in his Angel form clad in golden armor, his twin Malassa Mistress of Shadows in her Dark Elven female Assassin form, from head to toe in black, Water Mistress Sharlassa as a Naga Priestess, opposite twin Lord of Fire Arkath as a tough armor clad Dwarf, Mistress of Earth Sylvanna as a female Elf Druid and lastly Sylath Lord of Air in his Archer form.

The two Messiahs approached respectfully towards their Matron and kneeled before her heads bowed low. "You may rise young ones." Once they did she spoke: "My children there comes a time when even the Gods can not find out with ease an approaching danger and when they begin to fear this threat they might not be able to protect their creations from destruction. Such a time is now. Urgash my demented evil brother and his vile servant Lucifer Kreegan are planning the death of many lives both in this world and another one. Unfortunately my children can not venture into that world and stop their evil plans for they do not know what and who to seek." "Gehael are you thinking what I'm thinking about where this is going?" "I do believe I do." "Our Matron asks of us to go to that universe and stop whatever our foes are up to from happening. Question is how exactly are we supposed to do that?" "We listen and we'll find out."

"In order to stop the foil plan my brother is creating you must travel to this universe and alter the course of its history as well as the destinies of certain people from it. You will be given Armageddon's Blade and the Sword of Frost to help you in battle should the situation demand it. But avoid using their powers at all costs." "That especially goes for you Gelu." warned Michael in the confines of his own mind in his own voice "As if I ever will after the bad memories and scars I have from using it." came the slightly caustic reply from said Sharpshooter. "I'm warning you just in case you decide to do something destructively stupid." "Thanks, although that warning goes for you, too. You wouldn't want Ashan to blow up and seven angry Deities chasing you now, would you?" Michael was pretty sure that Gelu had a pawky smile on his face after what he said. Not that the stated fact about him wasn't true. "Will you two stop your little word sparring for a minute? We're in the presence of the Matron and we should be listening what we must do to stop Urgash!" came the mental growl from Amarath. "Sorry!" came the mental choir.

"There is one more thing you must do young ones: find the chosen ones of the two weapons, train them and give them when they are ready the Blades. Amarath Dragonheir, Gehael Dragonheir do not fail these tasks for two worlds depend on you. Go now and prepare for in half an hour you are to leave for that universe." "Yes, Mother of all." Bowing the two Messiahs walked backwards towards the door, turned once behind the closed doors and headed separately for their rooms to pack their things. "Do you think it is wise to send them to another realm when Ashan needs them greatly?" asked Arkath his Siblings mentally eyes glowing slightly brighter than before. "Our Mother and Empress knows what She is doing, Brother. Have faith in the Messiahs' courage and wisdom as in their spirits." replied Sylvanna her gaze returning that of her Brother. "It is exactly their spirits that concern me, Sister.. What if they fall to the darkness within?""They will not. Both have seen what happens when one falls to the darkness. And will not make that mistake" "i hope so." Some time later the two Dragonheirs returned to the Hall with pouches around their waists weapons clad in their hands. Again they kneeled and awaited Asha's orders. Gracefully the Empress of the Dragon Gods rose from her throne and walked over to them her Children following close. The Matron lifted her hands and placed them upon the Dragonheirs heads chanting an ancient spell of benediction and power, bestowing them with her blessings. Once she was done the other Gods did the same Elrath first. After that the two Messiahs rose bowed again and walked over to the star waiting to be teleported. "I will do all I can to stop Urgash's plans from achievement and see to it that that universe is safe. I just hope my physical heat doesn't try to take over. If it does than I'll have to use my will and necromancy skills to stop it. I'll try to avoid that as well as failure of this task." vowed Amarath in her mind, determination in her eyes. "If anything tries to stop Amarath and me from this mission then they'll witness the power of my wraith. Nothing is going to stop us from preventing tragedy. And I will not allow my idealism get in the way should Armageddon try to manipulate me." promised himself Gehael as pitch blackness enveloped both, taking them away from Ashan. "Best of luck young Dragonheirs and may Destiny's stars guide you in this trial." were the seven Gods' thoughts as the Messiahs were taken to another realm.