Here it is, the beginning of the sequel of Dragon Princess! Yay right? Anywho, as of right now I'm working to get the Collections up and going. So now that everything's said and done, it's time to get to our story.

The Sapphire Storm Dragon Anzu has been living in peace while taking care of her children, but Atem and Anzu know that their world is growing smaller by the second. They both decide that it's time to find a new world so their little ones have enough room to grow and Atem knows the perfect place. It's called Gormerca, and it's in need of some deities.

What he didn't know is how bad the world needed new gods and goddesses.

Gormerca is a young world, struggling to find balance when they have two gods left, one still holding strong but the other growing hopelessly weak. Someone is killing the dragons, who provide the earth and elements balance. Dragon kind is now in fear and the people who still hold fast to their dragon deities are as well. But one shining hope remains. In times of strife and darkness, when the balance tilted hangs, the harbingers of the blessed future shall strike and make amends.

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Dragon Lords

Prologue

A young woman was sitting on a log, soaking in the mist that surrounded her. It was still dark outside, making the moonlit forest glow in a haunting way. She had long blond hair and moss green eyes that were lost in memories. Ten years ago her family had been slaughtered by a dragon, the only ones left to live were her siblings. "Sister." She jumped and looked over to see her brother, Marcus. "You should be getting some sleep right now.

She shook her head. "I cannot. I'm still planning the eradication of those lizards." Marcus remained silent. "How can I sleep when I dream of that day, every time?"

He sighed. "Selena, I feel your pain, but you won't be able to fight properly if you don't sleep, besides, surely the dream will harden your resolve?"

Her eyes sharpened to the point that it could cut. "It does, but it also hurts to see that dream ." she said, remaining terribly stubborn.

He turned and walked away. "Then turn that weakness into strength somehow Selena. You won't last long if you continue to stay up at night." The young woman bowed her head, knowing Marcus spoke only the truth to her. Was there a way to turn that horrific dream into strength?

"I took a vow that day, I cannot become weak." She said, standing up and walking back to her house she shared with her siblings, leaving behind the graves that were strategically placed in a circle. "I promised them revenge, my vow cannot waver, nor can my hate." She said.

The mist parted lazily as she walked through it. Selena hated this forest, and yet it was the only place that dragons wouldn't enter. Every time when she wanted to have a nice walk in silence she could hear the forest whisper about them, about that day. Maybe it was all in her head like her sister, Antioette, said.

Maybe so.

But Selena still believed this forest hated them and in time it would do something terrible. The door to her home opened up and her brothers and sisters stood there, waiting for her.

Marcus and Antioette at the front, Nicole, Cesar, and Opal stood on either side of them. "Are you ready to come in now?" Marcus said. Selena cringed. His voice was so much like her father's voice. "Selena." He said, slightly worried this time.

Antioette spoke. "Aeron." Selena looked into her sister's eyes when she used her warrior name. Antioette was becoming more and more like their mother everyday . . . it did explain why the younger siblings clung to her for dear life. "Come and sleep." It was a simple command, but one that Selena decided not to fight.

"I apologize, I'm coming right now." She said and walked into the warmth of what was the rest of her family. Bellow the surface though was a growing bitterness that grew darker and darker with each passing day.

Isis stood before the gold flame that stood for her Dragon Goddess of Visions. The dark mass of unbalance she could see coming from the forest disturbed her. Isis moved out of the room quickly, her long black hair flowing down her back. Her blue gray eyes slightly panicked as she slipped through the halls trying to find the other priests. She had to tell them.

Walking through the opening of the Grand Hall, she rushed forward as fast as she could. In the hall three men and one woman stood, whispering silently to each other. One was an old man, short, but he'd lived for many years, putting him in the position as Elder, his name was Shimon. Shada, another priest lacking hair. Tattoos though were inked onto his forehead in a symbol. Karim, a man who kept his mind and body very healthy. He was obviously a warrior of sorts. Black hair cut at shoulder length.

The only other female was a new Priestess, Teana. Shoulder length brown hair and serious brown eyes. She was the one to notice Isis first.

"Priestess Isis, you looked troubled." The others turned to her, knowing that she had no good news to give.

"Because I am." She said softly. "A darkness grows in the forest and I feel an unbalancing force coming from it. The Gods are dieing now, if there is no deity to be at our side then this world will perish." She said softly.

Shada sighed. "Sometimes I wish Mahado and Mana did not leave us. They were great allies and now, they would be greatly needed."

Shimon shook his head. "They would be flattered, but they would no doubt turn it down. It's not their nature to act as gods."

"Then what are we to do?" Teana asked. "We need at least two gods to support this world, as so far, Isis's goddess is holding up, but Hothgar, the Dragon God of the Hunt, is getting weaker every day. I will forever have faith in him but the people are so deep within despair that they are turning away from the deities they grew up with."

Karim blinked. "The other gods and goddesses have given up? They have already passed through to the oblivion?"

Isis nodded. "They have."

Shimon pressed his lips into a thin line. "Perhaps I spoke too soon. Mahado and Mana would be greatly needed."

"What matters now is we need a plan." Teana said.

Shada snorted. "What plan, we're not warriors! We're priests, that's it, with the exception of Karim, of course." They fell silent, knowing it to be true.

"What about the prophesy?" Teana asked.

Karim laughed, it was a bitter one. "The prophesy you speak of has been around for thousands upon thousands of years. When the priests before us and this world experienced dark times, everyone expected the prophesy to finally come true. I have no doubt that the prophesy will not come into effect."

Teana clenched her hands into fists. "Have some faith!" she spat. "We are priests and priestesses of our gods and goddesses; we have to have some faith that there is a solution."

As much as Isis didn't believe in the prophesy, Teana was right. "Even though my belief in it is little, she is right." They remained silent, staring at the slab that held the prophesy for many years.

In times of strife and darkness, when the balance tilted hangs, the harbingers of the blessed future shall strike and make amends.

Isis prayed to her goddess that the prophesy would come to light this time and balance would indeed be restored. "Let us hope . . ." she whispered.

I'll have chapter one soon. (Just not right now.)

So, the other YGO characters that were missing in the first story are now in for the second story. Let the adventure, begin!

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