Disclaimer: This story takes place in Tolkien's world because the writers were to lazy to think up new names. The name Lissenen'ar was made using his elvish language which may at times also be used. The dragon's name is from Dragon Heart.
AN: Greetings from Mars. I beg you people to please review. I've never done this so I'll only do one chapter and if the rest is wanted then the rest will come. Now on with the story. Oh, and thanks to Tak for helping me write the story.
Chapter 1
"Is the dragon here?"
"Yes, Sir. He waits out side."
"Wait! Let me say goodbye to my baby!"
"I'm sorry dear but you can't. We got to get him of here before they come back."
"He doesn't even have a name."
"I know." the elve n king took his son to the dragon, "Take good care of him Draco. Name him for us for ewe didn't have a chance."
The dragon nodded, took the baby, and flew off into the night.
"Goodbye my son." said the king to himself. He then returned to his queen.
" Is he gone?"
"Yes, he's in hands."
"I know."
A servant ran into the room . "They're coming. What are we to do."
"There's nothing to do."
"we just can't stand here and let them kill us!"
"That is all we can do."
"But sir!"
"They took our weapons what else would you have us do!?"
"Sir, at least try and fight them off!"
"Then try we shall but I'm afraid we are going to lose...... well.... here they come..."
"Sir I will die proud beside you. You area great king."
"And you're a great servant but an even greater friend....."