Hey ya'll. This is my first American dragon fic. Disclaimer: I do not own American dragon, but I do own the silver dragon

Chapter One

A cold breeze flew above NYC. On that wind was a dragon. It was slender dragon that was a silver color and when the sun hit it just right, the scales showed rainbows. Behind it, two other dragons flew right behind it. They were large and muscular. But they couldn't keep up with the silver dragon. Another dragon popped out in front of it. It grabbed the silver dragon's wings and flung it around. The dragon cried out. Gold blood dripped out. The other dragons caught up and nodded to each other. She was the one they were looking for. She was the last Silver Dragon. The silver dragon opened one purple eye. It took a deep breath and blew. Wind blew around the three dragons. A large whirlwind shot them up and they disappeared. The dragon tried to move it's wings. Pain engulfed the body. It slowly fell towards the ground, it slipping into unconsciousness.

It fell into the streets, making cars slam on their brakes. A bee truck tipped over and the bees zoomed out. They flew up and away, disappearing in the night. A large red dragon flew over the city. Hearing screeching the American Dragon rushed to the scene. He looked around, nothing really out of the ordinary, until he saw the dragon. He swooped over to the dragon. It's wings were torn, mangled, and bloody. He grabbed the dragon, surprise by how light it was, and flew away to his grandpa.

Sorry it's so short. It might take awhile to do the second chapter though. Read and review plz! KrazieShadowNinja