Ash-Wing75: Hello every one my name is AW and I am new to the FanFiction website. I have been working on this story for a short time and decided at the behest o one of my friends. mgraham2393 to join and publish the story. So here it is.

This is a Httyd fan fic about my own oc characters Dreki and Pengill

So please enjoy and here you go

Intro: Firesworn

The island was called Firesworn. at 540 sq miles it was one of the larger islands in the area. It was located eight hundred miles of the coast of the main land. All the people who knew of it avoided it. The locals were rouges and theivs. Pirates and vandles. Yet no one had ever entered their homes only met the men who sailed the seas and attacked their ships. But what truly made the island feared was it's other occupant.

The dragons.

Scales grey as ash, wings that blocked out the sun and flames that melted stone the dragons of Firesworn were feared far across the seas and land. Where they flew nothing but death was left. Where they laired only ash was found. No hunter daired to hunt them and only the folish adventurer dared try entering their lairs for treasure. These were the thoughts of the people of the mainland. People who lived sheltered in their homes and stone forts. Yet the truth was far from that.

The people of Firesworn were indeed could steal a kings ransom from any ship. Yet their main trade was less violent. The inhabitants of Firesworn were Blacksmiths.

Firesworn boasted two towereing volcanoes and small lava pits that surounded them. Yet it was also abundent with both Fauna and Flora. Birds and insects made their home in the forest that massed on the eastern side of the island, while the larger creatures romed its shadows and the grass lands of the west.

The people of the island lived on the edge of the sea near a grouping of large Lava pits for their forges. Their ships were docked out along a smaller grouping of islands to keep them away from the fire that had a tendency to spring up from a particularly storng pit. The village its' self was a small affair for a island of that size. small stone(since wood was out of the question in a blacksmith centered village) houses occupied a small area of land closest to the sea. centered among these houses was a comunal fire pit and market where the residents traded and sold their goods and wares. Further north of the homes stood the forges. These were all made of stone and all were built by the owner.

The forges of Fire sworn were sacred in their culture. Before a smith could officially be called a smith he had to build with his own hands and no help a forge of his own either in a unused area or in the remains of a torn down forge usually a old family member. Each forge was built to the smiths speicifications. some who were weapon forges were more inclosed to hold and store the goods. Others that focused on larger things such as carts and containers may have a more open design. Also the forges ranged form simple to extream. One forge looked like a open cave while one looked like a miniature great hall. Such was the nature of the forge's of Firesworn each one as unique as it's owner. Yet they all were dwarfed both in size and style buy the main building of the village.

The Dragon hold.

You see while Firesworn did have dragons like mant of the other sea islands and even the main land. They were not wild beasts that roamed the caves and craigs. No the dragons of Firesworn were all companions to the people of the island.

Over a thousand years ago the Island used to be the larges island in the seas. And it also boasted one of the rarest species of dragons in the world. Ash Wings. Dragons who were greyed scaled long winged and had the hottest fire of dragon kind. they were a species of bipedial dragons that used their wings as a pair of forelegs. While they all were alike in this way there was a select few that differed. These had such dark grey coloration that they were black, these dragons also boasted larger size and spikes that covered their backs. their tails were tiped in a sharp spade and their head was more rounded at the muzle then their counterpart. These rare off breeds were so unique that they were given a Unique lable among the Ash's. They were called Sovereign's.

The dragons lived on the island for many centuries even before man first came to the island. But Tragedy struck that almost killed all of them.

The two volcanoes that now towered upon the island erupted in a showere of ash and fire. The magma from the eruption bursted from the sides of the volcanoes throught caves and crevices. The same caves that the dragons all nested in.

As the eruption occured the dragons started to flee to escape but only a few were able to make it away before the fumes from the eruption over came them and they fell from the sky. Those that stayed were quickly killed by the magma and burnt in their homes.

But all was not lost. For even then the people of the island were thieves and pirates. Over time the people had crept up to the caves and with careful planning stolen many eggs form the nests of sleeping or hunting dragons. Most of the eggs were shipped off and sold but a few were kept as trophies and stored away.

After the eruption the people returned to see the destruction that had occurred to the dragon population. they were devastated. For unlike other dragon islands the people and dragons of Firesworn had lived in harmony for the most part. So to see their mighty neighbors destroyed in such a way was unbelievable.

After rebuilding began to the village those that still owned dragon eggs took them from their protective casings and put them somewhere to be gazed upon. the last relics of an achient race. Then one day many years later as the son of the village leader was sitting in his fathers study he accidentially bumped one of the two eggs his father posessesd and knocked it into the fire stand next to it's shelving. The lad cried out and went to grab it not caring if he was burnt in the process when suddenly the egg started to shift. The lad stoped and watched. The egg shifted again and suddenly a crack appeared. Now the lad had always though that the hatchling inside had died long ago and thought his fathers relic was breaking so once again he ran forward and grabed the egg from the fire. As the flames licked at his hand and the egg burnt his palms he fell back clutching it to his chest. As he laid their the egg still warn in his arms he felt it move and heard it crack again. Looking at it he beheld in wonder at it continued to shake and crack untill suddenly it exploded open blasting shell across the room. The lad covered his eyes with his arms to protect him and cried out. When he felt the explosion pass he lowered his arm and stared at where the egg had been.

Laying currled up on the ground it's long wings covering most of it's body was the form of a small dragon. It's horned head rested against it's back and it's tail nearly touched its' nose. The lad watched it and gasped as he saw it's back move in the rythmatic motion of breathing. He reached out a hand to touch it when the hatching opened it's eyes.

Two yellow orbs stared up at the boy. their slit puples regarding him with an inteligance he had never seen yet he knew it was a true inteligance. Suddenly the hatchling streched out its neck and placed its head against the palm of the lads hand. And so the first Ash wing in over twenty years was born. And the first dragon impression of a human was made.

After this others soon learned the lads story and began to place their own eggs in to fire of heat. and soon all the eggs hatched healthy baby dragons. No one questioned why they instantly formed a bond with the first person they saw and no one questioned why it seemed fire or heat sparked the hatching process. These were dragons and their way were a mystery. But what mattered to them was that a race once extinct was now alive once again.

Now all the people of Firestone from the ages of fifteen and up was a companion to a dragon and all the dragons had a home and someone to always see to their needs. Some dragons even helped their companions in the forges. Helping heat certain parts to certain temperatures and other parts to cooler temperatures.

And this brings us now to a single forge resting among the others. Its halls stone and its cealing solid metal that shined like no other. Inside rows upon rows of swords and weapons gleamed on the walls and a single man worked at the forge as he crafted his most finest creation yet. Sitting next to him listening to him talk was a young man, the smiths son and future smith himself. His father was giving him a few last words of advice for on the moro the lad would enter into adult world and go to the dragon hold to receieve his dragon egg and then begin his life on Firesworn.

Well there we go the first chapter.

As you can tell this is a short intro with information about the island of Firesworn as well as a small bit about the people there.

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