I'm writing this as some sort of test drive for this story. Enjoy.

Waves crashed on the shores of clan Dunbroch, thick fog had descendent over the bay. The night sky was Darkened with storm that was coming their way. The people of Dunbroch were too busy with herding cattle to safe place from the upcoming storm that they didn't notice the huge boat that was headed their way.

The boat cut through the stormy waves and fog. The crew was anxious after many days of sailing. The captain wasn't even paying attention, this little raid was performed because his son was starting to get little too blood thirsty and was acting out on the slaves and on the crew. The captain had already lost one of his best personal slave doe to his son having a rage fit over practically nothing. His son was laughing manically at the head of the boat, swinging his sword, ready to spill some blood.

In a tent at the centre of the boat the captain was busying himself with maps of the world and new inventions, he had a ticking thing hanging around his neck. Tick tock tick tock, went the ticking thing. The captain glared at the tiny object, if only he could read the blasted thing he would have one problem less on his boat. He turned his head towards the slave hatch, cursing his blasted luck for the extra passenger who was the only living soul on this boat that could read the ticking thing.

Under the deck there was a small boy sitting in total darkness and stroking his dragon companions' horns, watching the waves through a hole that was on the boats side. ones in a while sea water would spray from it and drench him. His home island far far away in the distance, no sigh of anyone coming to rescue him. There he sat cold and alone waiting for the next day to ruin his one peaceful moment in this hopeless vortex of a life. Most of the slaves had been sold (for not being useful) or killed (Due to the captains Deranged son). now the boy was alone, listening when the boat hit the shores and the crew advancing on the innocent, clueless people who had no real change in the fight.

No one saw them come. no one heard them until the heard piercing screams filled the night.

Now I want you to tell me what you think of the idea and if I should continue on with the idea.