Hello everyone! I am really glad I finally got to this. This story is a redoing of Dragon Sister. Although I was originally planning to connect it to Dragon Sister 2 I and Skylar Sparks are co-writing, I figured I should take it from the bottom and build a completely new foundations. I hope you will enjoy it.

Legend and prophecy. Two simple words, yet they represent great things. Prophecy can tell us of great deeds of future heroes, while legend speaks of past. But what about present? When prophecy meets present, does it turn into legend?

We might say it is so. Heroes do their thing and are remembered in great stories elders tell to their children before sleep. But how does one become such a legend? One would say "By saving a lot of people."

Today, I will tell you story. Story about a dragon, determination, betrayal and sister. Legend that everybody feared, yet she saved billions. Come with us on this journey and witness rise and fall of strongest being in universe.

Prologue

Walls were crumbling. Castle was shaking as huge battle was taking place outside. Battle that was not destined to end up well. Huge blasts were hitting walls of that magical palace. Soon, it would crumble down.

Young girl, barely 16 years old was rushing through these halls, accompanied by silver-armored knight each carrying a baby in their arms. Girl was dressed in gold dress, her pointy mask edges hidden behind her bright blonde hair. Knight wasn't much older. His bright blue eyes were crowned with short pale white hair. He was carrying a baby in his left arm, while wielding huge two-handed sword in his right arm.

Their mission was clear: get out of there. It was clear dark forces were winning. Domino, their homeland was most certainly going to fall. All that mattered right then and there, was to get future princesses, wielders of mightiest forces of universe, out of there.

"You cannot escape!" came sinister voice from behind them. Knight didn't hesitate and with a spin, he swung his blade. As if cutting through space and magic themselves, wave of blue energy, created by the sword, flew into the enemies behind them. Not wanting to give them a chance to recover and catch up, he started running again.

"You think we lost them?" Girl asked desperately, hugging redhead baby in her arms tightly.

"We will never lose them like that!" knight yelled and decided to stop running.

Girl stopped as well "Darien, we must go! Why did you stop?"

Darien slowly handed little blue-haired princess into her free arm. With a warm smile, he only said "Get out of here, Princess Daphne."

"No… no I won't let you sacrifice yourself!" Daphne yelled back. Tears began to rush down her cheeks. She did not want to let her friend die in hands of dark forces.

Darien didn't say anything else. He just turned around, ready to face the enemy. His huge blade facing the coming threat "Go, your majesty. I will delay them as long as I can. Save your sisters!"

Daphne was crying like never before. She has never felt so torn apart. But she knew she couldn't just stand there and let her baby sisters fall into hands of their foes. She had to get them out of there.

And so, with "I'm sorry!" she began running once again.

Knight smirked, hearing his princess running off, as darkness before him was approaching. From behind the corner, they came. Three old hags floating towards him. He knew they were bad news. Ancestral Witches.

"You will not get through me!" Darien yelled as he stabbed his blade into the ground. He was still a novice, but he knew few spells. Sword shinned bright blue and barrier rose before him. Shield of magic strong enough to withstand average blasts. However, this was no average enemy.

"Take him!" In less than a second, something cut right through Darien's defenses. He was quick enough to rise his blade once again, just in time to deflect the attacker. It was no one else than Valtor, dark wizard born from corrupted spark of Dragon Flame. Darien expected he would be part of this strike as well, but he did not expect him to get through Company of Light.

Valtor's sword of dark energy made it pass Darien's blade, but not through his armor. Darien quickly jumped back, keeping his distance from wizard. Only then he could finally see his adversary in full. Beige hair reaching down to his waist, bright blue, almost silver eyes. He did not look intimidating at all, in fact if you met him on street you would think he must be a prince or something. But Darien knew too well not to get distracted by look. He had to defeat him or die trying.

"Nice armor." Valtor said with a grin "Let me guess, Hagen's creation."

"This armor was made of special alloy." Darien replied giving himself time to redo his stance. He was against a fast and strong opponent. Two-handed weapons were deadly, but slow and heavy "It can withstand any magical attacks."

"Yes, I can see that." Valtor readied his blade as well "Glass fibers magically mixed with obsidian and Domino steel. Made in a perfect ratio. Truly a masterpiece."

"You know your stuff." Knight stood ready for another blow, but… nothing was coming "What's the matter, too afraid to strike?"

"More like you are too blind to know you have lost." Grin that evil wizard had on his face made Darien truly concerned. That was when he realized it. Valtor maybe did not get through him, but that moment he pushed Darien away, witches had time to get behind him.

Sudden scream made knight's blood freeze. He would recognize her voice anywhere. It was Daphne and she was in danger. Not carrying for his own safety, Darien started running towards the voice. For whatever reason, Valtor did not even try to stop him. Perhaps he was too sure of victory of his masters. Maybe he just wanted to see his reaction to death of his princesses.

One way or another, Darien kept on running the still crumbling walls of palace. Although his mind knew too well he was too late already, his heart refused to believe it. Daphne was capable nymph of Sirenix. She wouldn't fall to dark forces that easily…. Would she?

Just before him were closed door leading to throne room. He smashed through them with tremendous force. However, he hoped to see his princess, standing there, proudly defending her sisters, but… scene before him was a nightmare.

Redhead bay princess nowhere to be seen, while the other baby was lying on ground, crying. Daphne… she was…
Darien's heart was broken into billion pieces as he saw his princess floating between three witches. All he could see upon entering… was her death. Beautiful blonde princess was turned into golden transparent spirit and then disappeared in thousands golden dots.

Knight was just staring at that. His princess… dead. No, this couldn't be. His knees were about to give and his eyes were full of tears. However, a single cry, a single voice brought him back to reality. There was still one more princess he swore to protect with his life. His eyes went bloody red as he witnessed witches approaching crying baby.

Like never before, he shot forward in an unnatural speed. Spells around and inside him going wild. Dozens of blasts began hitting those three hags. Anything to keep them from the baby. Witches were taken by surprise, and hesitated for a brief second, but that single second was all Darien needed.

With a roll, he grabbed the baby girl and held her close to his chest. His blade was heavy and he was all out of magic, but he had her firmly in his grasp. However, witches were still in full strength. Their dark hands were approaching young warrior. He knew there was no escape this time.

"Do not worry, my princess." He said and hugged baby tightly, protecting her with his own body "I will not let them harm you."

Then… something unbelievable happened. Princess cries were becoming sharper and higher. Almost as if something huge was about to come. Before anyone realized what was happening, baby's skin shinned like a new star. Light was so sharp it blinded everyone. Witches withdrew back and shielded their eyes. Knight had to close his eyes, but did not let go of his princess.

Together with light came deafening noise. Sharp scream, shattering remaining windows, deafening everyone around. Then… in just few seconds, it all ended.

Knight was relieved it all stopped, but… that wasn't all.

Suddenly he felt… weaker than before. He was cold, as if snow was covering him. As he moved his head a little, he felt his hair were all wet and cold. Then a single touch, it was gentle and caring. He didn't understand, but was too weak to do anything about it. He could barely hold princess in his arms.

"What is…" he tried to ask, but found out his vocals hurt like hell.

"Do not be alarmed, knight." This voice did not belong to witches, nor to his king or other knights. Who was it? It sounded like an elder man. Darien wanted to open his eyes again, but… they were shut and he couldn't open them "You are among friends."

"Stay still." Another voice. Woman. She couldn't be too old, but certainly not a teenager. Another gentle touch on his eyes. Warmth. Soft and gentle heat was coming into his eyes. Were they frozen? Maybe that was why he couldn't open them.

As hands of the woman retreated, Darien finally opened his eyes. What he saw was beyond shocking. He was still in the throne room, or more like what was left of it. However… it was all covered in ice and snow "Wha…" he tried to speak again, but sharp pain in his throat stopped him.

"Do not speak, knight." Darien looked up to see about a dozen figures standing around him. They were all having differently color robes. Red, green, brown, gold, silver, blue… Who were these people?

"I know you are confused." Man spoke again. He was truly an elder man. Short white hair and beard, green eyes and deep voice "Please, we will explain all your questions. But now you need to come with us."

Knowing he cannot move too well or speak, he responded by gently squeezing baby princess into his chest. Man smiled and calmly talked further "Do not worry. Princess will be just fine. We will take both of you to our temple and you will learn everything."

Darien observed him for few seconds, but he also knew he couldn't say 'no', nor he could protect his princess in a state like this. So he just nodded.

"Very well." Man nodded at a person next to him. It was a woman dressed in red robe. Cloak was covering her hair, but he could say she had to be around 40 years old. Woman gently took the baby from Darien's hands and wrapped her in a blanket.

Two other figures then helped Darien on his feet and supported him on their way out. Finally, young knight could observe what happened to his homeworld. Palace once glorious now stood covered in snow and ice. On way up stairs, figures were almost carrying Darien, but they didn't seem to break a sweat.

Worst sight for this young warrior however… came when they left the palace via what once was a balcony. Domino… most beautiful planet and pride of Magical Dimension, was now a wasteland. Not a tree in sight. No life, no animals, no people. Only towers of Royal Palace were now sticking out of snow, being the only proof of any civilization there.

Darien could only stare at the devastation around him. Where are the gardens? Where is the town? Where are all the forests surrounding entire area? All gone.

"I'm sorry you have to witness it like that." Elder man says before extending his hand. A portal opens and all figures hurry through it.

Well, so much for the first chapter. I hope you guys liked it. XD