Yah…hi…with this fanfic, I declare myself a LEGEND! As far as I can tell, no one else has dare done what I have. Read and enjoy, if you will. Note- sometimes, dragons will sometimes be referred to as wyrms.
'Blah blah blah' mind touch
"Italics" magic spells
'Blah blah blah' separate thoughts
Disclaimer- I only own the dragons, not Naruto or any of the humans.
Chapter One- Bloodshed.
The beast was humongous. Whenever it howled, the land shook, nine whirling tails churning thunder that tore the skies. Razor sharp claws ripped right through flesh and bone, while long pointed fangs easily chewed up the toughest enemy. Even its eyes were deadly. One piercing glance could turn strong men to stone.
The nine tailed fox was a spirit that lived in this land. It was the strongest, most powerful of demons, or so the stories told. But why did the creature attack this peaceful place? Nobody really knew, but Konohagakure was defiantly in danger.
The fox howled again, "Gaa-oooooooooooooo!"
The land shook even harder, trees falling over like little flowers. Black clouds swirled out of nowhere, crackling with lightning.
The dragonriders of the Leaves watched nervously from a distance. One dragon cried piteously, only to be soothed by its rider's gentle touch. All were well trained and really for combat, but the fox still terrified them. Rain dripped off the dragon's armor as they roared a challenge to the beast that threatened their homes and families.
The front lines rose above the treetops, and then dove to attack.
The Fox merely squinted at them at first, then it roared back, shattering their best spells to bits. Red hot dragonfire vanished into thin air. Dragons and their riders alike were torn to shreds and scattered on the ground. The others did not fly away, but quickly performed their own magic. The fox scowled as flames exploded in it face, and teeth and claws stabbed its stomach. Shuriken after shuriken were thrown as the battle raged on and on.
The riders that had been called to fight were considered masters, each dragon fully-grown and ferocious beyond compare. Each one made a direct hit with their own attacks. The demon had to be hurt at least a little, right?
But when the fox emerged from the cloud, the riders froze in shock. There wasn't a single wound on the beast! It purred like a kitten, mocking the dragonriders and their efforts.
Suddenly the fox rushed forward, too fast too see. It slammed into the dragons and tore them apart with their claws, ripping through their armor like tinfoil. The wyrms screamed as they were dashed to their death upon the battleground.
The front line survivors, who retreated after the first attack, somehow dodged the blows. But magic was useless against it. They didn't even slow the fox down!
The dragonriders of the Leaves fought on. Men and dragons alike were knocked down, smashed up, and blown away, but the rest kept going. They refused to give up. If they did, the Village and everything around it would be burned and flattened to the ground.
Soon, only a few dragons and their riders were able to continue, though just barely. The survivors had no strength left, but their fierce desire to protect their loved ones, plus their well honed instincts kept their bodies in motion. One thing was for sure: if the battle continued, they would all die.
Suddenly, a different roar resonated though the battlefield, causing the remaining riders to cheer wildly.
A gigantic golden dragon suddenly rose high above, diving to attack. Its flames singed the fur of the fox in a way the others did not. The fox hissed and struck with its claws, but the golden surged away, and then dove again. He appeared to be riderless. He bellowed, fangs glimmering in the moonlight. The fox roared in reply, then turned its back on the others to face its new enemy. It then brought out it deadliest weapon. Soon every one of its nine tails thrashed and whipped at the defenseless dragon. The golden one seemed to dodge every blow as it sent a worried glace to the ground.
A man approached, carrying a bundle in his arms. He laid it gently on the ground, and then he made a strange handsign, shouting something into the air. The riders wondered what he was doing, only to have their thoughts shattered by a blood-curdling cry. Could it be…yes! The Nine Tailed Fox, king of demons, was screaming in pain! This was unheard of!
The riders of the Leaved gaped openly in astonishment as a soft glowing light rose up from the fox. All of a sudden, the light zoomed toward the man and entered the bundle on the ground. The whole thing happened in a flash, but to the riders, it seemed like forever.
The Nine Tailed fox, which hundreds of dragons and riders couldn't hurt, slowly crumpled to the ground. The infamous nine tails, which could crush mountains to pebbles, flopped harmlessly around the body. The earth shock for one final time as the dead Fox sunk into the dirt. The riders rushed forward, shouting with joy…
Then they saw him, their leader dead beside his enemy. The golden dragon screamed, then fell to the ground, crashing into the undergrowth. He was the dragon of the Fourth Hokage, the best and strongest rider of them all. Healers attempted to revive him and his wrym, but it was no use. Both were dead. Joy unknown instantly turned to sorrow. Too stunned to speak, riders prayed silently, while dragon bowed their heads and keened in sadness. Then it happened.
"Look!" someone shouted, pointing high above.
The small bundle floated from the sky, glowing with radiance of all the magic it held within. From the center of the bundle came a loud wail. A rider hurried to unwrap the blanket. Inside was a squirming baby with blonde hair.
The baby's name was Naruto.
Tweleve years later
"Arggg! Our sensei is late!" Naruto yelled, brandishing his sword about. Every rider was given a blade the color of his dragon's scales, which were made to not break, stain, or be dented. A colored jewel also fit in the pommel of each one.
"Idiot, be care with that!" Sasuke growled, hand on his dragon's leg. The beast rumbled, scaled jet black, eye fiery orange. Galzar was his name, and he had horns similar to a ram's.
Sakura said nothing, only leaned against her own wrym. The dragoness had blood red scales and golden eyes, as well as horns pointed backwards and a whip like tail. She was larger in size than Beau and Galzar, as well as having a bigger wingspan.
'Miremel, how long have we waited?'
'Two hours,' the beast gave a mighty yawn, showing sharp teeth. Sakura groaned, and massaged her temples. Another dragon nearby was sleeping, bright orange scales sparkling in the sun. The wrym opened one crimson eye at his pacing rider. He twitched his tail just enough to move it.
"WHAA!" Naruto fell flat on his face, not paying attention. He got up, sputtering.
"Beau, you idiot! You did that on purpose!" Suddenly, his dragon stiffened. Naruto sensed his tension and looked up to see a speck in the sky growing closer each second.
It was a large green dragon flying powerfully toward them, black leather saddle on his broad back. The figure seated there was none other than Kakashi-sensei, goggles over his one eye and headband. The green roared as he got close, and the genin rushed to get out of his way. The earth shook as he landed, wings stirring up strong winds that blew Sakura's hair about.
Naruto scowled, arms crossed over his chest as Beau got up behind him. There was silence as Kakashi stared them all down. Up close, they realized that his dragon had a scar over one eye, both of which were colored brown with green flecks.
"Humph," Kakashi grunted as he put a hand over his sword, "My first impression here isn't doing any wonders."
Sasuke said nothing, while Galzar writhed his mighty tail. He glanced at Sakura, who gave him an unsure look back. Miremel kneaded the dirt with her ivory claws while Beau stood up in a hindfoot rise, a growl bubbling from his throat.
Naruto gaped as their sensei went to Miremel and examined her from all sides.
"This one has potential…what is your name?" he addressed the dragoness directly.
'Miremel is my name, sensei.' She bowed her head respectively while the green wrym introduced himself.
'I am Ryuukai, dragon of Kakashi Hatake.'
Sakura gulped as the great beast lowered his horned head to look her in the eye,
'You also have great potential young one. I do not smell any trace of greed or selfishness upon you.'
Sakura flushed at the complement, "Thank you Ryuukai-sensei." She spoke aloud, preferring not to invade the green's mind.
"HEY! What about me?!" Naruto yelled, brandishing his sword about again. Kakashi winced,
"Jeez…you're loud…Anyway, my name is Kakashi Hatake, and from this point on, Ryuukai and I are your masters now. The goal for today is to get these bells from me," he held up a pair of bells to show them, "There is no time limit. However, if you don't succeed…there is a spell that will break the link between you and your dragon, and you will cease to be riders. Forever."
Sakura let a squeak escape, while Miremel rustled her wings. Sasuke twitched and glanced at Galzar, who glanced back.
'We can't let that happen.' Sasuke put his hand on the hilt of his sword. Galzar remained impassive as he gazed skyward. Kakashi suddenly leaped onto Ryuukai's back, and took off, wind from his wings sending dust everywhere. When it cleared, Kakashi was long gone.
"Alright!" Naruto whooped, putting his goggles over his face. He leaped into Beau's saddle and the orange beast shoot into the sky, wings beating hard to catch up. Sasuke followed his lead; only he took the time to strap himself in before Galzar winged off in a different direction.
'We had better follow, Sakura.' Miremel stood up while Sakura secured her hair to a ponytail similar to Ino Yamanaka's. She wordlessly leaped on, and tightened the buckles that kept her legs strapped in. She secured her goggles and pulled on gloves with a metal plate over the wrist.
'Lets go.' And with that Miremel leaped into the sky. Sakura felt her blood race in her system as she felt like she was being push downward by the force from the acceleration. There was no way she was going to lose this, her bondage to her best friend.