Koneko101- I really should be updating my other stories but I'm evil, I decided to start a new one. So here it is, hope you all like it!
Disclaimer- I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE, IF I DID THE WORLD WOULD END.
PROLOGUE
The forest was burning. A lone figure stood in the middle of it as the creatures that inhabited the forest ran, looking for escape. The figure didn't move, staring down at the body before her.
"Father."she whispered, her voice raspy with grief.
Fire licking at her feet made her jump, and she finally noticed her surroundings. She was completely surrounded by flames. Her body numb, she didn't respond as the fire grew closer. She need'nt have worried. A large shadow swooped down from above, grabbing her and soaring away. Glancing up, she saw one of her most loyal companions.
Having found him as an egg, Erion was her oldest friend. Unlike most dragons, he was not a blue, black, or greenish color that blended with the terrain. A deep red, his deep green eyes could make even the bravest soldier run for the hills. Yet they could always make her feel safe, shining with the love he held for her. Held carefully in his claws, he flew them away from her now burning home.
She glanced back only once, and never again looked back at that place. Erion flew them far away, away from their forest home to the mountains. For the first few weeks they were there, she never spoke, grieving for her dead father, her only true family. But as time went on, she began to move on. With Erion's help, she built a new shelter and a small garden, enough to keep her going. Erion hunter for them, so she didn't have to worry about meat.
But even though she had moved on, she never left the mountains. She had learned the hard way not to trust people. She occasionally saw them hunting, but a few well thrown stones and fire blasts from Erion sent them running. Some had even tried to slay Erion, but they lost their lives to her bow. No one hurt her precious one's and lived. But as all things do, things changed. On the eve of her 18th birthday, her world would change. Whether for better or worse, was up to her.