3 year, 3 months and 5 days. January 3rd, x770. Approximate date of Jace's 7th birthday.

The soon to be five year old Jace had a near impossible time sleeping, eventually Korthina forced him to run until he couldn't feel his legs, while having his body covered in flame. An easy task for him, over the past few years he had gained incredibly fast magical regeneration and interesting pyro kinetic capabilities, maximizing the control of his flames and minimizing their destruction, he had also mastered his mother's flames. Upon returning to their high elevation cave and feasting on large roasted doe, finally was able to sleep, at three in the morning. However sleep is sleep no matter when.

That morning or rather early afternoon, Jace woke with a start. Noticing the normal warmth of his mother absent he was very scared until he found a fresh scent trail.

Jace followed the scent of his mother down the mountain side for about half a mile, until he found a patch of earth freshly scorched with a small package in the middle of it. Below the package was a log with words in the draconic language, known to few others outside of dragons and their slayers. Jace knew it was from his mother because the words were burnt into the still smoldering wood. The message said:

My child,

In this world there will always be people that wish solely to harm you and wizards of your caliber. You must be strong during times of distress, not only for yourself but for your friends and family...

Keeping the package under arm Jace continued through the forest.

Hours later Korthina's scent became mixed with another. The new scent of obvious draconic origin. As Jace reached where the scent trails most strongly met he began to notice careless burn marks and still burning flames on trees and undergrowth.

Jace, still hungry from missing breakfast inhaled the flames in hope of filling his stomach even slightly. He quickly discovered that these flames were not from his mother, or any other flame-spewing beast he had encountered. It was however reminiscent of his mother's magic in its potency. He decided it was from another dragon. Then Jace became afraid, thinking something must have attacked his mother. He was quick to brush away the negative thought, simply because the raw physical power was enough to drill a hole clean through a mountain.

As Jace was walking he came across another burned clearing with a log and a package.

The log again held a message:

… however there are also those who will help you, be strong for you when you cannot. Make you strong in times of weakness, these are the people you must be willing to give everything to protect.

Another thing, Little one, these packages are meant for you and I would recommend you put them on before traveling further.

Jace looked to the packages beside him, almost glaring at them with intent to kill. He sat like this for what felt like hours but was only 20 seconds before tearing into the brown paper wrapped boxes. When he got into the first one it was an oak box with the emblem of the royal dragon Korthina, his mother had explained this symbol to him before. In olden days when people and dragons lived in dysfunctional harmony dragons would often have the mark of their Royal Dragons, typically it was in the color of their Queens magic, somewhere on the entrance to their dwelling. This one was of the fire dragon because it was white, the color of the Queen Korthina. and in order to open this box Jace would need to use dragon fire as a key. He lit a fire on his index finger and touched it to the emblem, it quite literally sprung open revealing a black shirt, a red and white cloak, a pair of black sweatpants, and a pair of hiking boots. There was also a note in english saying that these clothes were fireproof and that they were able to change experiences by imagining what you want and then covering them in fire. Jace requipped the box and clothes into his pocket dimension then used his magic to change into the clothes.

The second box was longer and thinner and wider than the first, holding the same locking emblem as the first when opened it revealed a pair of one handed katanas with white almost scaly blades, black sheaths, and black grips. Also a note explaining how they worked the same as the clothes. He put the box and blades into his pocket dimension

Jace walked for another few hours into the night, his almost infared vision activating once he could no longer rely on his normal eyes, once activated his normally emerald eyes glow an eerie yellow. Not long after turning on his night vision he saw two giant heat signatures, resting in close proximity, as he made his way closer he recognised one by scent as his mother and the other as the unnamed dragon he had smelt earlier in the day.

Soon the dragons noticed him, his mother spoke first, "Jace, I'm glad to see you made it here and found those clothes. I assume the Twin Blades of-"

"Who's that," Jace interrupted Korthina pointing to the larger red dragon beside his mother.

"I was getting to that brat" Korthina growled, "Anyways this is Igneel, my mate and king of the fire dragons," Igneel nodded a hello, "And as I was saying you have the Twin Blades of Imreth in you pocket space correct?"

"Yes mother," Jace replied "What exactly are they. They look like they are made from scales"

"They are, created from the scales of the great fire dragon Imreth and imbued with his magic and soul over 400 years ago. Those swords predated the dragon slayer as the only thing that could pierce a dragon's scale, made to bend to the will of a dragon's fire and able to become anything one could imagine," it was Igneel who spoke, "However only those deemed worthy by the soul of Imreth are able to wield their true potential."

Jace pondered this for a moment, then asked "How will I know if I'm chosen?"

"We don't know they've never chosen anyone" Korthina said in an amused tone, "anyways little one, it is time for rest. You begin quite the training regime tomorrow."

Holy crap guys i'm sorry about being so late i'm terrible with events that i try to put a deadline on… anyways I hope you like. I will probably be posting sundays from now on…Hopefully. Review please