SmileyBottle: Hey there guys! I know I haven't updated my other fic, but I really don't know if I will go back to it...
But well you are here to read another fic for BkDk, no to read my excuses, so enjoy! and don't forget to review, it helps me a lot!
Kisses my lovelies!
The place where Izuku lives is a strange one. Of course, she doesn't have anywhere else to compare it to, but for her, the possibility of magic was at least not a hundred per cent normal.
A long time ago a baby was born on the North of Creslia, an Island far away from any other land.
This baby was born different from any other, he shone with a bright light that no one knew where it came from.
After him, many others were born with different abilities as strange unique as they could get, the population of Creslia called started calling those abilities 'quirks' and having a quirk became the normality.
Izuku however, didn't have one of those even many generations after and she suffered from it. The kids on her small village on the South liked to call her useless, push her around and even use her as a target to practice their quirks.
Her mother spent much of her time telling her that she wasn't useless and would one day achieve great things, but the woman wouldn't even let her go farther than the village boundaries, telling her the monsters born on the dark lands to the North would take her away.
Izuku had heard many stories about the monster to the North, on a city long ago called Berne, the birthplace of magic, and heard even more stories about their king. A man without a name that enslaved and controlled the magical creatures born there and turned them into monsters and would use them to attack the people that came too close, destroying the land in its wake.
But little Izuku wasn't afraid, or you could just say that her curiosity overshone her fear, making her go always a bit farther away from the city's boundaries, because why should she fear the monsters that were all the way to the North when she was on the far South? Why would they come from so far away for her of all people?
So she would take her mother's old sword that would drag on the floor for being too big, to at least have something to protect herself if anything did happen and would go for a walk, discovering each day a new bit of the land.
But one day on a spring morning, 5 years old Izuku found something new on her walk.
Nearby a river, a group of people wearing strange clothes were setting up camp, they all wore many pieces of jewellery and the men had their torso bare and the women had their chest and hips only covered by thin multicoloured fabrics, that would have made Izuku blush at the uncommon sight of so much skin if she wasn't so awed by it all.
There were kids her age playing around and Izuku got closer to them, curious about who those people were and how did they appear out of nowhere.
She did remember they hadn't been there the day before when she passed the river.
A shriek caught her attention and she saw a boy, with long fingers, running up to her, a flying boy right behind him, by their faces they were being chased by something quite terrifying. The first thing she thought was that a monster was following them and when they passed her she saw what was on their pursuit.
And it didn't look like a monster, however.
An ash-blond boy with far more jewellery than any other around, his hands were behind him making explosions that propelled him forward.
Straight at her.
He hit her with full force and they went rolling down the grass. When they stopped he was over her, big ruby eyes shining with anger at the unexpected appearance of this strange girl in his way, making him lose his pray from sight.
"Who the hell are you?" He yelled at her making her open her eyes, afraid.
When their eyes locked his expression changed into one of confusion and his cheeks went pink, then he jumped out of her bringing her up to her feet with him.
"Izuku Midoriya," she murmured looking away at the very angry boy, afraid he would use one of his explosions on her.
"What?"
"My name is Izuku Midoriya, and you?" She asked looking back up at those ruby eyes, even though her face was turned downward.
"Ah, I'm Katsuki Bakugo, the-"
"What a cool name!" She cut him right off, fear giving place to curiosity again, "are you guys, nomads? It must be so cool to live anywhere in the world! My dream is to one day go anywhere!" She blabbed.
He frowned at her as the words flowed from her mouth.
"Why don't you?" He asked, and it's obvious he sincerely didn't understand.
"Oh, uhm… I… I'm quirkless, and mother says that monsters from Berne would take me away," she admitted, her hand on the back of her head.
He stared down at her then broke down laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Her hand was back down and the pouty look she gave him only made him laugh harder.
He chuckled some more before answering: "you come here from wherever the fuck you live, with a shitty sword that you surely can't even lift and on top of that you are quirkless? You should have been… called… Deku…? Why that face?" He trails of.
The anger that sparkled in her eyes caught Katsuki out of his guard, she was frowning, indignation clear on the young features.
"Of course I can lift my sword! Why would I walk around with a sword I can't lift? That would be stupid!" She cried out.
"Then prove it!" He crossed his arms, frustrated.
Her eyes became sharp like the blade she carried, she dusted her dress from the grass that had gotten stuck in it, then took the handle of the sword and with a swift movement she took the sword out of its scabbard and pointed it at Katsuki.
His eyes went wide then laughed again, she joined him right after, glad to see she could actually take the sword out.
What? She had lifted the swords many times before, got scolded for it nearly as many, but she had never tried to take it out when it was strapped around her hips before! Not that he needed to know that.
"Prince!" They both looked up to see a red-headed boy, wearing a far too big of a scarf on his neck, running towards them, "Prince fast get away from her! I'll protect you!"
The boy jumped in front of Katsuki, his arms stretched to the sides, his body hardened.
Izuku quickly put her sword away, the word 'prince' not being processed and inspected the boy, the red hair upon his head, his red eyes sharp waiting for an attack, his whole body turned into rock.
"Get out of here hair for brains! She isn't attacking me! And if she was I could easily take care of it!" Katsuki said, trying to shove the boy away.
"But she had her sword-"
"I dared her to take it out, you moron!"
"Oh," he unhardened his body, then bowed at her a smile plastered on his face, "I'm Eijiro Kirishima and I'm sorry young lady but it's my job to take care of his Highness, Prince Katsuki,"
"Prince? You are the Prince of the nomads?" Her eyes went wide and she tried to do a courtesy but stumbled on her feet and nearly fell face first in the grass again.
He looked away grumbling, then nodded.
"And who are you?" The other boy asked.
"I'm Izuku Midoriya, I'm from Olind, the village in the forest," she pointed at the mass of trees behind her, and seeing the sun getting precariously close to the treetops, she said: "and I should get going, mother is going to ground me if I'm late, I'll see you guys tomorrow?"
"Of course! We will be right here waiting for you!" Kirishima said with a smile.
Katsuki had big eyes and he went to protest when she said: "bye Eijichan! Bye Kacchan!" And ran away, leaving the ash-blond with a cackling Kirishima.
When Izuku got home she found her mother at the door, her dark eyebrows furrowed.
"Where were you? It's nearly dark!" Her mother took her hand and brought her inside, "and why do you have that sword?"
"Please, mom, don't ground me! I was just walking around! And I met some kids from a nomad tribe! They-"
"You went out of the village? Wait… a nomad tribe?" Her mother asked her voice now a whisper.
"Yes! They wore those funny clothes and had lots of jewellery!"
"Where, Izuku?" the older woman grabbed her daughter by the shoulders.
"Near the river, why?" the girl cocked her head to the side.
"Go take a shower and eat, Izu, mommy has something to do," Inko took her sword and went out, leaving the young girl alone and confused.
Izuku obeyed, not wanting to make her mother angrier then she might already be, and when she was clean and had her belly full her mother came back. The woman had a smile on her face and all the worry that was swirling in her eyes before she left, was gone.
Inko got close to her daughter, set the sword on the table and said: "it's okay to go see the kids of the tribe Izu, they are our friends," and she went away to her room, still smiling.
The next day Izuku got up early and went to meet her new friends, trying to ignore the mocking shouts from the other kids as she passed them.
Eijiro and Katsuki were exactly where they said they would be, Eijiro had a big smile on his face and Katsuki was pacing around him, and he must have been doing that for a while if the crushed grass under his feet was any indication.
When he saw her, he ran towards her, mini explosions going off in his hands.
"Why didn't you tell me your mother knew mine? And how the hell do they know each other? The damned old hag didn't want to tell me!"
She stopped dead as she had continued her way back towards Kirishima, "I didn't know, my mom doesn't tell me much about the people she knew or her life in general before she had me,"
The little boy sighed in despair.
"Well, it doesn't matter, how about we give you a tour," Eijiro grinned, his pointy teeth glinting.
She nodded and Katsuki grumbled loudly.
They showed her around, the little market, hundreds of tents and a healing centre. In the middle of the settlement was a red tent, bigger than the others, with intricate broderie all over it, by its opening was a female and older version of the boy beside her.
The woman had a red top that only covered her breasts, a fabric covering her hips, high, brown boots on her feet and a fluffy looking cloak on her shoulders.
"Good morning your Highness!" Eijiro bowed.
"Hey, old hag," Katsuki growled under his breath.
"Is it the way to talk to your mother and queen, brat?" The queen asked, slapping her son's head, then she looked at Izuku who was somewhat hiding behind the boys, "so you must be the famous Izuku Midoriya I've been hearing about," she got closer to her, the boys getting out of the way, "I'm Mitsuki Bakugou, Queen of the Nomad tribes, and mother of that firecracker," she pointed at her son with a smirk.
Izuku was nervous, she had never talked to royalty before, so when she went to talk it came out as nothing louder than a whisper: "Hello your Highness, how do you know my mother?"
"Your mother and I met when she was travelling to your village after some monsters attacked her home," she explained, somehow deciphering what the girl said, "and we helped her get there,"
Izuku looked away, lost in thought, the young girl had never heard of that and now was wondering why.
"Why don't you boys take her to the Dragons' Deen?" Mitsuki offered, changing the subject before the little girl asked questions she couldn't answer.
"The what?" Izuku asked, forgetting about her mother's secrets for a minute.
Katsuki and Eijiro shared a smirk and ran away, Izuku hot on their trail.
The boys took her to a glade farther away from the settlement, there she found dragons, more than a hundred of them, adult size, baby size and all the sizes in between. Their multicoloured scales shining in the sun.
They slowly walked to a tent to the left, inside they found eggs of many colours.
"Are those dragon eggs?" She asked getting closer.
"Yep, our people are known to have many of them," Kirishima explained.
"We have all kinds of dragons," Katsuki said getting closer to one group of eggs, exactly three of them, "here there is a stone, fire and earth dragon," he pointed at the grey, red and green eggs respectively, "these are the ones that should be born any day now,"
"What types of dragons exist?" She asked, sitting down beside the nest, admiring their intricate patterns.
The boys followed to the ground, "there are 10 types of dragons," Kirishima explained, "Fire, Sand, Light, Earth, Water, Mystery, Jewels, Ice, Dark and Rock," he counted on his fingers.
"I know they are magic, but what do they do?"
"Each one can control something," Katsuki said, " the Firedragon can control fire and so on, all of them are quite common, mainly the Fire, Water and Earth ones but the Mystery and Dark dragons can only be found in the dark lands, but even there they are pretty rare,"
The kids fell into silence at the mention of anyone's nightmares, the Dark Lands.
Izuku didn't understand how a man could be so evil like the Nameless King to burn kingdoms, enslave races until nobody knew anymore how they were before it and kill so many people just because he could and wanted to show the extent of his power.
The silence, however, was broken by a crack and a shake coming from the eggs, the three kids were back in their feet in an instant.
The stone dragon's egg was the first to crack open, the little dragon was the same colour as the egg but shinier, his eyes though, were a beautiful red, that locked into Kirishima. The dragon broke away from his shell without a problem and went straight towards the redhead, nesting himself at his feet.
"Looks like you are a mother!" Katsuki laughed.
Then the fire dragon's egg cracked and fire smoke came from the cracks, the shell went flying leaving the red dragon with golden eyes staring at the ash blonde, they locked eyes, and the little thing's eyes even turned to slits but he wobbled at him then clumsily climbed up his leg and arms and nested on his neck, his bat-like wings brushing against his scalp.
"Looks like you too bro," the boys laughed.
Last was the earth dragon's shell, the cracks were formed slowly as if the creature inside it wasn't strong enough to get out, Izuku went to help but Katsuki held her hand, and shook his head, they stared at the egg and after some cruel minutes, the baby dragon got out of its shell, falling on it's back, it's wings sprawled around it.
Differently from the other dragons, this one wasn't born the same colour as its egg, it was a light purple, dotted with emerald scales. Her big green eyes locked with Izuku and the little girl fell in love. She let go at Katsuki's hand and got down on her knees and held her arms up, the dragon ran awkwardly towards her and jumped in her arms.
"Wow, it's the first time I see a purple earth dragon, do you know what it means your Highness?" Kirishima asked getting closer to the said dragon, his own dragon following right behind.
"It's half Mystery Dragon," the Prince said in awe, "we found it in the North, it must be one of those strange breeds," he concluded, leaving the other two to stare at the little baby dragon in Izuku's arms.
"Well, I'm going to show my parents the egg and go mark him you guys should mark yours too," Kirishima said, taking the stone dragon from the ground and walking away with it.
"Mark them?" Izuku asked confused, holding the little dragon in her own little arms.
"It's when we put a name on a dragon that chose you, making them yours," Katsuki explained, "but I don't think it'll be good if you mark yours, you not being from around here and it being a mixture and all, but let's ask the old hag,"
She looked down at the baby dragon then followed Katsuki towards his tent.
When Mitsuki saw them she smiled, "well I see you bring gifts,"
"Can she mark the dragon?" Katsuki cut right to the chase.
Mitsuki inspected the strangely coloured dragon, "a breed, huh?"
"Yeah, Mystery and Earth, now can she mark it or not, old hag?
"Of course! The only problem is that we can't leave a dragon here in the forest, so someone would have to take care of it when we start travelling again at the end of spring, and she has to know breeds are more fragile than normal baby dragons and it would be her responsibility to make it strong enough for this first crucial months,"
The kids shared a look, Izuku pleaded with her eyes and he grumbled again saying he would take care of the damned bred dragon, only if she came every day to take care of it while they were there.
So now they were marking the dragons, Rohy for the fire dragon and Indry for the earth/mystery dragon. When the man saw the dragon than her he frowned but didn't object at the sight of the prince.
Izuku and Katsuki spent the rest of the spring training the dragons, Izuku would bring a notebook and write everything she could about them, sometimes it would be just both of them but sometimes Kirishima and Rycun, the stone dragon would join them in the glades.
They would help them walk and fly, they would feed them but also make them interact with the other dragons.
And by the end of spring, Indry was strong enough to hold her own weight in flight and didn't need all day supervision, and Rohy was already spitting small tongues of flame, but also Izuku and Katsuki had become inseparable, to a point that even their dragons wouldn't leave each other.
So when they had to say goodbye, the little girl cried her emerald eyes out.
"Don't cry you, damn Deku!" He yelled.
"Don't call me that!" She mumbled.
"Then stop crying!"
"But I'll miss you guys!"
"We'll be back soon! And when we are you better be here, Indry will miss you!"
She nodded then hugged him, making sure she crushed some of his bones under her small arms.
Then she let go of him, dried her eyes and ran away, not seeing the little tear from the boy's own eyes.