It was raining in Draco Village, a town at the edge of the Dragon Mountains. In the town, people said that when it was raining this hard, the Storm Dragons in the mountains were squabbling over something. But only two people in the village knew that it wasn't true. Well, kids more like.
Outside of the largest house in the middle of the village stood an almost seventeen-year old girl. Her pure black hair was flat against her back, but she didn't seemed to be bothered by it. She wasn't shivering with cold like other people would be if they were in he position. In fact, she seemed very comfortable as the pouring rain hit her hard. Then again, although no one in the village knew, she was basically the Daughter of Storms. Her mother was the Elemental Master of Storms, and her name was Zia Dragonwing. In the storms, which Zia often summoned herself, it was the only place where she felt like she belonged.
A sudden yell for her name made her flinch. She really hated her step-father. When he yelled, he had something very important to "discuss" with her. And with her birthday tomorrow, she knew exactly what it would be about. After all; in Draco Village when you turned seventeen, your parents would choose your husband.
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Magma 'Maggie' Dragonwing sat on her bed, reading a book on the first Spinjitzu Master. With a slight frown and a sigh, she traced a hand on a page that had a special drawing on the corner; it was a marker for some special friends of hers and her sisters. She tucked her red-orange hair behind her ear as the argument between her sister and her step-father escalated.
While her sister had the Elemental Powers of Storms, Maggie had the Elemental Powers of Lava, which came from her actual dad, not her adoptive one. It came in handy when her 'dad' ordered the young children of the village to go and pick berries by the lava pools close to the edge of the Dragon Mountains. While the other children rested, she was the one that picked the berries, or sometimes, there would be baskets already full to the brim with berries with a symbol that was like the one on the corner of the book. Then, they would fill their baskets with the berries, leaving the other baskets to be used again.
Finally, the argument stopped and the door to her bedroom opened, revealing a very angry Zia. Slamming the door behind her, she fell hard on her bed, burrowed her face into her pillow and started to scream in anger.
"Uh, sis?" she asked.
No reply, just more screaming.
Maggie frowned. Whenever her sister started doing this, she didn't like whatever their step-father just told her. So she waited patiently until her sister stopped screaming and turned over. "Finished?" she asked.
"You are NOT!" she partly screamed, partly growled, "going to BELIEVE! Who HE! Signed me UP TO!"
"Even though I'm eight years old," said Maggie, "I can guess; It's Gyro, isn't it?"
Gyro was probably one of the biggest idiots-and one of Zia's more stupid flirters-in the whole village. He once went and stood up on a table to express his love to her by singing a song that he made himself. He even claimed that he had gone up into the Dragon Mountains and slayed a fully grown dragon, but since the other dragons attacked, he left with only a broken arm. However, Zia and Maggie had asked their friends the story, and apparently, Gyro had made it as far as the Dragonrings and had gotten scared off by the huge shadow of a little lizard, tripping over a rock and breaking his arm.
"Either 'dad' was bribed," spat Zia, still angry, "or he decided to give me to him anyways."
Maggie put down her book and walked over to the closet while Zia watched her. Pulling up a few floorboards, she unveiled two satchels and said, "Then it's a good thing that I decided to pack these; let's run away tonight!"
"An excellent idea sis'!" said Zia happily, "How about we go up to the others in the mountains. It's been a while since we've seen them."
"Yeah!" said Maggie happily, "besides, I still need to finish that book on the first Spinjitzu Master for them!"
Zia nodded and said "We'll leave when 'dad' falls asleep."
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Five hours later, the two sisters neared the Dragonrings, Maggie holding a small globe of lava in her left hand. With one last look behind them, they stepped into the ring of ancient stones that marked the entrance to the Dragon Mountains. It was situated in a low valley with the stones in a clear and perfect circle. "Hey guys!" shouted Zia, her voice rebounding off the slopes of the mountains surrounding them, "It's us; Zia and Maggie!"
For a little while, there was no reply. Just the darkness that surrounded them and the shining stars above. Then…
ZIA! MAGGIE! You're here!
The two girls were tackled by two small shapes. "Hey Flit! Hey Spark!" said Maggie, "OW! Spark, cut down on the electricity!"
The two figures hopped off as Maggie lit up another globe of lava, revealing the two dragon younglings, Flit and Spark. Flit was a female Water dragon while Spark was a male Lightning dragon. And even though the two girls had ben gone for almost four years, the two dragonets looked as if they hadn't even grown an inch.
"You guys have completely refused to shed, haven't you?" asked Zia.
Well, said Spark sheepishly, we were waiting for you two.
Besides, Flit added, we wanted to hug you guys again. Without crushing you also. Tell me Maggie; did you bring the book?
"Yes I did, Flit," replied Maggie, digging a hand into her satchel and pulling out the book that she had been reading, "I promised you and the other younglings that I'd finish it for you."
Your welcome with the berries, by the way, said Spark
"I knew it was you guys. Thanks a lot. You saved a lot of kids," said Maggie, smiling.
Your welcome.
Flit! What are you and Spark doing…oh. A fully grown Water dragon came walking out of a cave close to the Dragonrings, noticing Zia and Maggie at the last moment. Zia, Maggie. Welcome home.
"Hiya Riversong," said Zia. "In case you're wondering what we're doing here, guess what today is."
Your birthday, said Riversong, happy birthday. And we know the tradition of when you're seventeen, you get married. Whose the ex-fiancé?
"That idiot Gyro," said Zia resignedly.
Oh boy, said Riversong, shaking her head, the guy that sings like a strangled Leviathan?
"That's the one," said Maggie, laughing.
Well, come on in. Flit, go tell Striker that they're here, Riversong told her daughter, who shot off towards the cave yelling, Zia and Maggie are back! They're here! They're here!
"And I wonder why she isn't a Lightning dragon," said Zia.
I'm actually kinda glad that she isn't my sister, said Spark.
When the two dragons and humans entered the cavern, there came a large chorus of, Maggie! Zia! Hey cousins! Welcome back!"Hello everyone!" yelled Maggie to the large crowd of dragons that were waiting for them inside the cave. A young Earth Dragons walked over to Maggie and nuzzled her happily, causing her to giggle. "Hiya Rocky!"
"I thought that you were guarding the Scythe of Quakes," Zia said to him. Rocky rolled his back to represent a shrug, and said, Earthquake and Silverstone contacted me when you showed up. Plus, I have a few hours off. Silverstone is the one doing the guarding for me.
Striker's coming! one of the dragons suddenly yelled, and the cave went quiet. A large, green, female Energy Dragon walked into the cavern with Flit trailing after her. Zia and Magma Dragonwing. Welcome back to the Dragon Mountains. It's good to see you again, children of the Dragon Elements.
"It is good to see you again as well, Striker," said Zia, bowing with her sister.
Oh, yes. Happy birthday as well, Zia. Now, she lifted up her head and said, Let the feast to welcome back our cousins begin! The cave filled with the roars of dragons and squeaks of dragon younglings. And with that, Zia and Maggie were lifted onto the backs of Rocky and the guardian of the Sword of Fire, a young Fire Dragon by the name of Flame, as the group headed to the top of the mountains, where the dragons mainly lived.
Oh, yes. How they're cousins of the dragons that lived in the mountains was because their parents-Zaethis and Magnus-had been two of the last Dragon-People in the world, as well as the Elemental Masters of Storm and Lava. Their Elemental Powers, and ability to converse with their reptilian cousins, had been passed down to their children, Zia and Maggie.
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"And so, peace was once again restored to Ninjago," Maggie started to finish from her book, "knowing that his older brother would seek out the Golden Weapons, the younger brother hid them in places only he knew of. Knowing that they would need guardians, he traveled to Draco Village and met with the last of the true Dragon-People, who also agreed with him that the weapons would need guardians. So, dragons were sent to protect the weapons-"
And we know who they are! yelled the young guardian of the Nunchucks of Lightning, Wisp, prompting some growling laughs to emerge from the crowd of dragons that were listening to the book that Maggie was reading to them. "Ah-hem," said Maggie, making the dragons quiet down.
"So, dragons were sent to protect the weapons," continued Maggie, "and fearing that he might die before his brother returns, the younger brother made a map, which he gave to a trusted friend. And we know that one day, the older bother will return. The end." And with that, Maggie closed the book.
Zia looked as the dragons crowded around Maggie, asking for more info about the book. When they had first visited their cousins, Maggie had been currently reading the book that she had gotten as a present from her father. The dragons had asked her to read it for them, since they couldn't read. But when they had to leave, Maggie hadn't finished the book for them. So, they had promised to come back, and when they did, Maggie would finish the book. It had been two years, and she had finally finished the book.
As the humans would say, penny for your thoughts? Zia turned as Striker laid down beside her. The old Energy Dragon had sensed Zia's uneasiness. "Jethro is going to realize that were gone soon," said Zia, "he knows that we'll come here."
Jethro nor Gyro will make it past the Dragonrings. They hold the natural cowardace of their kind, Striker told her. Now, it's time to get some sleep. Tomorrow, you begin your training. You will need it for when your great journey begins.
This is my first Ninjago fanfic. I hope you enjoy!