This is my first fan-fic. It soft of combines Breath of fire 3 4 my own, with a little gothic violence thrown in, and later an incy bit of ramance. Enjoy your reading ^_^



Breath of Fire: Purple Wings

Prologue

"Shit" screamed the goddess, as the seven dragons engulfed her into a chamber of fire. She summoned light from her hand, but before she could even blast a single winged beast, a voice echoed through her castle.

"Feh. That won't even scratch them. You've gotten weak while I was gone. You probably thought I was actually dead."

His sky blue hair was the first thing that arose from the shadows, followed by his smirk and finally what scared her the most, his eyes. One gave off an icy glare, and the other engulfed you into the warmth of his heart. He walked straight taking each attack she threw head on. Each one gashing a wound on his face, and causing him to ooze blood.

"Myria, you're so beautiful when you're angry."

He took one final blast to the chest before grabbing her throat and smashing her against the cold war. He looked at her in apathy, but let out a chuckle when he saw a tear stream from her eyes.

"I killed you. I fucking killed you. I stabbed you through the heart with and watched you gasp for life."

He leaned forward staring straight into her now parched eyes. He was close enough to pear into her soul if he so desired.

"You also did the same to my friends. But you can't kill a dragon with such a tactic. You must destroy the soul."

He rubbed his face against her check repeatedly, with her kicking him in the stomach relentlessly. He put his lips near her ear.

"Such soft and beautiful skin. It must be from the blood you drink."

The light of heaven shone from her fist, while she punched him in his blue eye. He dropped her from his grip, the blood dripped down over his face like a curtain of blood. He regained his footing as glanced at her with a delicious smirk.

"So you remember the gate way to the soul. But you made on mistake, you went for the wrong eye. All that left now is rage."

1 He screamed out in anger with his head back and whipped out his red wings. He pushed himself off the ground boosting him in the goddess's direction. Before she could raise her hand to stop him, his claws ripped through her chest.

"You're be even more beautiful when you're dead."

She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. She gently kissed him on the forward and whispered in his ear sweetly.

"So will you my darling Ryu. So will you."

Light shone from every part of her body and her lips had a joyous look to them. Ryu comely brought his hand out of her chest to except his fate.

You're not strong but you're a lot smarter. Till the life, till the next.

The light blinded the prince's minion with the blast. They all looked on in horror when the light faded, and they saw the body of their fallen leader, and old foe, both souls, disappearing into the dreary night sky.

End Prologue

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