Jaffacake115679: Hi there, I'm a new member to fanfiction.net and this is my first ever fan fiction so please be kind.
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'Dragon Speech'
"English"
Thoughts
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Prologue.
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For as long as anyone could remember there had been a great war between two completely different nations. Humans and Dragons, once close friends who fought side-by-side now locked together in a fierce battle that devastated all.
Especially the Dragons, for Humans had always been crafty and sneaky.
A small village laid in ruin after Humans had launched a new attack upon the Dragons in which the mighty creatures had fallen.
Of course they had lost many lives in the battle but not half as many as the Dragons for their entire kind had been wiped from the village, only a small dent in the population that lived throughout the world but it was still devastating.
All except one. A Dragon in the form of a human, a mere baby hidden amongst the smoking, charred ruins of a once proud, tall castle.
For all their claims of intelligence what remained of the men had not checked the area, they had assumed that all the Dragons and Pure Dragons were slain and that there was no one around to possibly save those that were close to death.
Yet they could not have known how wrong they were for there was also another, an adult.
Stepping out from the shadows was a woman, she was frail and bruised. Her name was Akara and she had been brought by a foul man named Drake, her husband against her will. After the battle he had abandoned her by the woods claiming that he had no use for her anymore and that she could sit here and rot with the Dragon carcasses that littered the area.
She was dressed very plainly in a long brown dress made from thick, itchy material. On her feet were flat brown shoes. She had long, dull black hair which was quite tangled and emerald eyes which glistened with sadness. Her skin was pale and her hands were soft. On her middle finger she wore a ring, silver with a sapphire in the centre that was covered by thin, twisting, coiling strips of silver that connected smoothly with the rest of the ring.
She walked softly around the area, shaking her head in despair at all the destruction caused. Only she knew the real truth for her husband's desertion of her for during their camp the night before she had admitted to her darkest secret. She herself was a Dragon but not the same as a Pure-Dragon which could not take on a human form, only their lizard one, she was a Dragon, or in other words she could assume both Human and partial Dragon forms, prolonged youth and life. Her father had been Dragon-Kind, a Dragon and her mother had been Human.
As soon as Drake had heard those words he cast her a dirty glare and forced her out of the tent whilst shouting "I shall not sleep near such slime!"
She thought he loved her, but after those words she knew how wrong she was, if she were a half-breed she would never be loved by any human who knew her secret.
Now she was all alone with her despair at what she should have stopped. The Dragon-Kind had never done wrong but, driven by greed the men had attacked them and the half-breeds in the village, few had escaped but those who had fled at once.
They could not have won.
She remembered what Drake had been so intent on during all those night of travelling and it could be basically summed up into two simple words Dragon Gold
It had never been myth that Pure-Dragons horded large amounts of gold within their vast castles up on the mountain ranges over-looking the villages of the Dragons whom they protected with their lives however it had been a complete lie that they stole this gold from Humans and destroyed their villages.
Akara sat on a small stone slab that had once been part of a wall and silently wept, that was when she heard something shifting. She looked up and dried her eyes but saw nothing that could have made such sounds. She was about to shrug it off as merely her imagination when she heard more movement and rustling. It was coming from the long, wiry grass beside a charred black building that had completely collapsed.
Getting to her feet she softly made her way towards the building following the feint sound. She knelt in the grass and began searching through it, that was when she found him. A mere baby lying in a large, blue scale with a brown, woven blanket wrapped around him. It was evident that one of the men had tried to strangle him for there was a loop of rope around his neck tied to a heavy slab of stone that had probably been part of the house when the man had tied the rope. It was lucky that the home had caved in otherwise this child, like so many others would have been dead.
Carefully she took him from the scale which was so large it acted like the perfect bed for the child and into her arms where she cut the rope with a small blade she found amongst the grass. There was a blue line around his neck where the skin had been broken, and bruised.
She stared at the baby boy with soft eyes. His face was pale, as was common amongst Dragons and his hair – though very short – was white which was also common, it would gain colour as he grew a little older but his skin would always be pale and not even the brightest, most strongest of sunlight could change that. At the moment his eyes were closed so she couldn't see what colour they were, not that it especially mattered for unless those eyes were blue she was holding nothing more but a regular Dragon like herself. The boy's pale face was marked with a blue, thin triangle that extended from beneath one of his closed eyes to about halfway down his pale cheek, two emerald coloured diagonal lines which extended from a little way beneath his other eye to a few millimetres from his thin eyebrow, on his cheek was a blue curved triangle which followed his jaw line diagonally and on his forehead was a very strange marking, even she had not seen such a marking amongst Dragons before. It was a single circle which had two lines in it, one vertical breaking through each end of the circle and extending a little from it and a line cutting horizontally through it but not breaking the circle like the first. However at each side where that horizontal line met the circle was a small Dragon wing. The wings were blue but the rest of the strange shape was green.
Akara carefully stood. She had no idea where she was going to go but one thing was for certain. The child could not stay here, he was rare, she didn't know why she thought that for she had not seen the colour of his eyes but the marking on his forehead was certainly not common as the others were.
Pulling away from the collapsed building with the baby in her arms she passed through the small village forcing herself not to look at the slain Dragons of whom she may have been able to save had she spoken against the Humans.
Cautiously she walked lightly through the ruined village with the bundle in her arms, checking up on the child every now and then only to find he still had not stirred. In fact he remained silent and peaceful in a deep sleep.
It wasn't until Akara sat some time later on a grassy banking that was unstained by blood and corpses that he awoke and then she got the shock of her life.
For his eyes were blue and not just blue either but a deep, pure blue, like sapphire. As soon as she overcame the shock of having a blue-eyed Dragon in her arms she gripped him protectively, she now knew that she could not leave him unless his real parents were still alive, something that she strongly doubted.
The child did not make a sound, he just stared at her with his blue eyes as though he understood that she was helping him. Akara immediately shook off the thought, he wasn't even one year old, there was no way he could understand what she was doing but that thought quickly returned as she stared into his deep eyes.
As though she were hypnotised by those eyes she decided at once that she could not let him go, she would care for him herself but first he needed a name and a name came to her in an instant, she smiled at him, remembering her father who had been slain by Man long ago in a fierce battle over land when the war had first begun 'I shall name you Seto' she said softly and the smile did not leave her face.
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Jaffacake115679: So what do you think? Is it worth continuing?
