Hello to whoever will read this. This is my first story ever so i would like to tell my mistakes so i can improve. I am open to ideas and suggestions just barre in mind that English is not my first language and that i'm writing from my phone so please understand that the quality wont be perfect I hope you like my story, i have read A LOT of fanfics and i just wanted to write mine.
A long time ago,before humans were the dominant species on Earth, creatures were roaming the world. There were many species and breeds that could breathe fire,ice or even lighting. They could fly high into the clouds or swim to the deepest part of the ocean. They were DRAGONS!
Most of the times they lived within a flock, there was a very important and complex hierarchy system. All dragons obeyed the Alpha. However the world haven't seen one for a long time and so the Hives were ruled by a queen who could control the dragons.
Not all the dragons. There were certain species that could resist the queen's control, some of them were wiped out,others were exiled or enslaved by the queens.
Through out history, humans tried to defeat these "Devils" but they could never found any of the nests. In one of those nests a baby dragon just hatched. It's a Night Fury one of the world's most feared and rarest dragon in existence. That dragon, born in one of the northern nests, was the only son of the remaining two Night Fury families. the other family couldn't help their hatchlings and so the nest had only five Night Furies. Which was fine for the queen since she couldn't control them.
The years pasted and the young dragon was very curious about the world, he wanted to see every rock, river and tree that it had to offer. However his parents were against it since they haven't been able to produce an other offspring and the other family died in the most recent raid deployed by the queen in order to get provisions for the winter. She wanted the youngling to gain experience in raiding so she could have other powerful pawn if any other queen showed up and challenged her. Yes that was the fate of these dragons, they were pawns in a power stugle between nests and their queens.
Every nest has common dragons like Monstrous Nightmares, Terrible Terrors, Gronckles and Deadly Nadders. Then for more difficult situations the nest uses dragons like Whispering Deaths,Scauldrons and Hideous Zippleback.
But the power of the nest lies in the special unit which differs from nest to nest some have Triple Strykes others have Thunderdrums,Stormcutters,Rumblehorns or even Skrills. In this nest the special unit is the Night Furies.
The years continued to pass and the Night Fury had already made a mame for himself. The humans were always running and hiding when they heard that distinguish sound he makes when he dive-bombs. They call him "The Unholy Offspring of Lightning and Death Itself." Even the queen was impressed with the young one, in fact she thought that she only needed one Night Fury and so she killed the older ones in secret and told him that the humans had managed to kill them. At first he couldn't believe it his father was far stronger than him and his mother was the fastest dragon on the nest. The queen managed to manipulate his thoughts and made him detest even more the human kind.
Time never stopped and the young dragon, 15 years of age now, had found a very peculiar Viking village he never stole food from them simply because he was there to help the other dragons to gather enough food for Her and then he would signal them to return. As he was making his rounds one night he was hit by something that made him fall to the ground the only thing he heard while he was falling was "yeah i shot it down, did anyone see that?"