You're name is Arden Blackwolf. You are a chaos and destruction dragon slayer. That means wherever there's storms, fire, earthquakes, war, and bloodshed you're there. You also create it. You don't get your power from eating fire, iron, or air. You got stronger from being around some kind of chaos. But you weren't evil, no just cold hearted.
You had long dark hair. So dark it was almost black. It had a natural wave to it. You wore tight dark pants and a dark shirt that showed off your stomach. You had dark red eyes. Much like the shadow dragon Rogue. You had two triangular purple stripes on both sides of your face. Aside from your dark and intimidating image you were pretty hot.
People feared you. Especially when they found out what you were. Believe it or not chaos and destruction dragons helped people when they were feeling down. Everything they do, they do it in a big way. Because of your name and power everyone assumed you were evil.
You stopped in town to get something to eat and find a place to stay for the night. A couple of local mages had other plans. They found out what kind of magic you had and they wanted to fight. You were sitting at a table outside when eight mages came up to you. "Are you the dragon slayer?" A tall lanky man asked. You ignored him. "Of course she is. Look at her clothes." "She's pretty cute. Too bad we have to kill her." You heard the others say. "Hey I'm talking to you! Don't ignore me!" The man from before yelled. "I'm not interested in your fight." You growled "You don't really have a choice babe." You turned around and grabbed the man by his shirt. "I said I'm not interested. Now scram!" You threw him aside. "Get her!" "Shit" they started attacking. You started to run out of town. You didn't want to destroy the town or any innocent people to get hurt. You were heartless but not that heartless. You knew your magic would cause too much damage. You tried to fight using only your fists and feet . You were able to take out a couple of them but there was too many and they had an advantage. Once you made it into the forest you couldn't run anymore. You were badly injured. You fell to your knees. "Well, well, well, it looks like we got her." One of the men mocked as he approached you. "Go to hell." You spat. "What did you say?"
"Out numbering a girl? Heh, you scum." That was the last thing you said before you were knocked out.
As you lay there unconscious two dragon slayers were making there way through the woods. They were on there way back from a mission. "There's someone on the ground over there." The dark haired one said. His partner shrugged. "Just leave them." He kept walking. "We should go make sure she's okay." The little cat spoke. The two dragon slayers sighed and walked over to the girl. The blonde kneeled down beside you and flipped you over so you were facing him. "Hey she's pretty hot."
"Sting I don't think this is the time to be saying things like that." Lector cried "You think we should take her back to the guild?" Sting asked without taking his eyes off you. "When have we ever helped anyone? Aside from missions." Rogue stated. "Awh come on Rogue. I think she might be a dragon slayer." Sting said excitedly. "Fine but master isn't going to like this."
The two dragon slayers made their way back to the guild. Rogue opened the door and walked in with Sting following behind him, you in his arms.
"What is that thing you're carrying? Get it out of my guild!" Master Jiemma yelled. "She's hurt. We're taking her to the infirmary." Rogue said with little emotion. "How dare you bring such a weak wizard here! You two should know better!"
Sting spoke "I think she might be a dragon slayer." Jiemma calmed down a bit. "A dragon slayer? Are you sure?" "Uh, well...she smells like one." Sting said nervously. "Very well then."
*your prov*
"What happened.." I woke up in a strange room. All of my injuries were bandaged. I sat up trying to remember what happened. That's when it hit me. I got out of bed and slammed the door. "Where the hell am I!?" The entire guild looked at me. "It's about time you woke up." A blond haired male said as he made his way over to me. I glared at him. Once he got close I slammed him against the wall and grabbed the front of his shirt. "Who the fuck are you?" I growled "Settle down dollface. There's no need to get hostile." He said in a casual tone. "You...you're the one who brought me here aren't you?" He smirked "How'd you guess?" I let go of his shirt. "Your scent." His eyes brightened. "So you are a dragon slayer." I nodded. "I'm Sting and this is Rogue, Frosch and Lector." He said gesturing to his comrades. "And you, you're now a member of Sabertooth."