This is my first Wings Of Fire fanfic so it might be eh... But :D
Risk ran as fast as he could. He dared look back to see a horrifying red smoking monster chasing him. The monster yelled at him but Risk did not pay attention. He held a brown cow in his mouth which he had almost burnt to a crisp accidently. Another monster pounded in front of him, it had black iridescent scales and bright blue eyes. The monster smirked and tackled Risk to the ground. "Guys!",a voice called out, "Settle down it's probably burnt." Risk put the cow on the ground and looked at the voice guiltily,"Sorry ma'am," he said.
"Oh! Uh… Hi mom…" the black monster, who was actually a dragon, said innocently. The dragon glared at the five dragonets, "Risk give Crimson back her cow. Jingle go and make sure nothing is burnt. Seaweed don't sleep on the ground. Cross, we need to talk." the mother dragon said stubbornly. All the dragonets, except Cross, walked off, Risk trying to apologise to Crimson who was yelling at him even louder than before ignoring any word he said, Jingle who was cleaning up the burnt spots on the ground, and Seaweed who hadn't listened to a word the mother dragon had said and was slowly slipping into the lake. Cross looked up at his mother, a dragon with pitch black scales and green eyes who looked like she could take a whole mountain down with one glance, and laughed nervously. "I thought I told you not to fool around and attack people for no reason. Dragons already see you as a weapon and a danger to the colonies."
"We were just playing a game mom I don't think," he was interrupted by his mom once again.
"Yes it was a game but most dragons don't know that. There is no time for excuses."
"Yes mother…" Cross said dropping his head to look at the ground. Cross had been shunned and feared his whole life for smashing all of the eggs in the nursery as a newborn hatchling. He had had other incidents exactly like it many other times in his life. When it happened he just went insane and mowed down anything near him with a blast of purple energy. He had been sent to a dragon's house with seven other dragonets with horrible problems, Crimson, who couldn't touch anything without burning it to ashes, Risk, who had black fire that was hot enough to burn down entire villages in a spark, Jingle, who had uncontrollable frost breath that could freeze fire, Seaweed, who could make twenty foot tsunamis with a raindrop, Breeze, who had control over the elements, and one more dragonet that Cross had only come across once, the mystery dragon had the power to read minds and see into the future.
They all lived on a deserted island in the middle on the Pacific Ocean so they wouldn't come across anyone. Cross's mother had agreed to take them in and care for them since she had fireproof scales. She knew there was good in them all but still knew the danger of having them in the open with the public. Only a few people know about them and the people that do also work on the island.