Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. :L

Warnings: Probably some mild violence in later chapters. Who knows.

A/N: I'd just like to say that this is my first time EVER writing something like this. I've never written anything involving animals (let alone dragons!), so please forgive me if any terms I use are used in the wrong context, or anything like that. I've never written anything for this fandom, either..

But! Hopefully it comes out better than I hope. So, please, enjoy.

Prologue

Remember friend, as you pass by.
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, you soon shall be.
So, prepare for death, and follow me.

-Anonymous

Suggested Listening: My Secret Friend (Ft. Imogen Heap) - IAMX.

It's what I listened to while writing this. xD

"It's insulting, to be honest. The humans treat us as if we are just a lot of stupid creatures, while in actuality we are highly intelligent beings. Just because we can't speak their language doesn't necessarily make us any less sophisticated or dignified about our role in the universe. Sure, Zamorak may not have blessed us with pose able thumbs or vocal chords, but that doesn't mean we have no feelings." I hurr quietly to my hatchlings as they wrestle around me. My mate chuckles, a deep and hearty sound, from deep in her stomach. Her scales shudder from her laughter.

Usiel arches her back and stretches her wings wide, a trail of smoke gently billowing from her nostrils.

"Now, now, Azrael, it is most unappealing to complain so outwardly," she croons, her blood red tail swishing through the air and stroking the side of my face.

"How can you stand them, Usiel? Such pitiful and treacherous creatures they are," I groan, closing my eyes and looking away. I can hear soft banter coming from the baby dragons playing around our clawed feet. One of them emits a shrill squeak, causing me to flinch.

Usiel immediately tends to them, and I can hear her crooning reassuring words into their ears. I open my eyes and glance at my family. My mate's metallic scales glimmer in the moonlight, and her golden eyes are half-lidded as she breathes a lullaby of smoke and dragontongue to our hatchlings. The smallest of our babies nuzzles against Usiel's cheek and hurr's softly. She shakes with mirth, causing her silver scales to ripple across her body, making me think of the moon reflecting on the ocean.

"Qaspiel," I whisper, leaning over and nudging her belly with my snout. She immediately snaps open her sky-blue eyes and looks at me, crooning. Climbing over her three siblings she flaps her wings in an attempt to fly, only to hover slightly for a moment before falling down mere paces away from where she started. I chuckle at her attempt and nudge her once more as congratulations on her flight. Qaspiel barely has time to hurr a soft response to me when I hear a loud snap echo around us. Instantly, my family stops all movement, attention focused solely on this new sound. I hear distant murmurs and the sound of metal scraping against metal.

Usiel is by my side in an insant, frantic. "Azrael," she whispers.

"Humans," I reply icily, "take the young and leave the nest. We must-" I'm interrupted as my throat constricts. I try to growl, to snarl, to move; but I cannot.

"Azrael?" I hear my mate growl out fearfully.

Go, Usiel! Run!

My scales rustle, and I can feel fear creeping along my body.

A cyan-tipped arrow digs into my neck as, finally, I blink. I lean back on my haunches and feel intense heat well in the pit of my stomach. As the blue flames escape between my teeth, I yell, "Run!" to my family in hopes that we can still be saved.

A/N2: I'll be accepting OC's into this story as well. If you'd like your character featured into this story, please let me know. Just send me a description of your character's appearance, along with a name (Please no names like aceman12345, because that's really hard to write into a story like this in all seriousness. Try and simplify it to just Ace or something of the sort if you can) and a bio.