(A/N : *crawls out of a mountain of paper work gasping for air* Man all of this could kill someone trying to make a living out of being a writer. *turns to computer with notebook lying beside it. a window is open showing comments from all of her packmates wondering what happened to her* Oh no they all must think I died or something. I must make it up to them.)
All around was snow and mountains formed a wall in all directions. The snowflakes drifted softly down to the ground already under a blanket of white powder. The tree branches were heavy from the weight of all the condensed powder on them. They gave quiet creaks from the strain.
They had two options either submit to the weight and snap or bend till it all falls off only to be covered again. At this elevation it snowed almost constantly making it feel like a winter paradise. Lower was the warm glow coming from houses making up a small village.
The light from them trying desperately to drive out the cold and give some hope in the snowy land, that this land did in fact hold a semblance of warmth in its depths.
A child was walking up the snow flooded mountain. The child had navy blue almost completely black hair but some would argue it was black with a blue tint. He didn't care and his eyes showed it. His eyes were a steel or cobblestone gray or some say a dark cobalt or midnight blue. They held childlike curiosity and determination.
If this was someones first time seeing him walk this mountain they would think he was just exploring. But no, this was far beyond his first time trailing up the snow covered rock. He came here frequently often more then ones a day with the same purpose. To get away. Now his life on the surface didn't seem horrible.
His parents were nice people who treated him well never hit him and punished him appropriately when needed. But in the dead of night when no one heard or knew anything things changed.
His mother cheated on his father incessantly and he knew his father knew she was unfaithful. But he never confronted his wife about her affairs. He just went on with his daily life. He himself had his own woman he partnered with in the village.
No one knew or if they did they didn't care to stop it and help the child who was forced to see the lies play out before him day in and day out. So to remedy the situation the boy left to walk the mountain to find a semblance of piece for the chaos.
Today he was going further than he has ever climbed up the mountain. He wanted to search for a place he could go that was solely his to cope with all the pain coming from his home life. But the higher he climbed the more the winds picked up sending snow to cloud his vision.
All the boy could make out was shadows. In the distance he could see a shadow that resembled the mouth of a cave or overhang. Not wanting to be stuck and buried by the snowstorm he trudged through the deep powder snow that was up to his waist by now.
Once he got to the shadow he saw he found it was a cave. Looking around all he saw were the ice covered rocks and shadows that lead deeper into the cave. The boy was only going to stay till the winds stopped or just calmed down. As he sat at the mouth looking out to the storm he heard a growling noise coming from the shadowed depths.
The sound startled the boy and made him start inching out of the cave as something that resembled a sparkly white scaled claw came his way. Before he could leave a cool scale covered tail wrapped around him to pull him closer to the creature further in the cave. Scared he tried to dig his heels into the ground, but it proved futile.
The large scaled creature pulled him closer till he could see it entirely. Looking up he saw a beautiful sparkly white dragon sitting in front of him. The dragon lowered its head towards the boy. Scared of what it would do he closed his eyes and waited for death.
But all he got was a sweet, gentle, and kind nudge. Slowly peeking his eyes open to look he saw the dragon's eye blink. He was hypnotized by it, it was such a clear crystal blue with an aqua hint. It was clear in color but also fogged with age.
Its color more beautiful than the clearest afternoon sky. But it was anything but happy, it showed years of loneliness and pain. All this dragon wanted to do was meet its end. The boy slowly brought his hand up and placed it on the dragon's snout.
It closed its eyes and started purring. Gracefully the dragon laid down next to the boy. Once laying down it surprised him. The dragon actually spoke.
"Nii lost been ful lingrah fah zu'u lost loost naan company. Ahrk daar aan mere kiir bo los aan surprise ko nimaar.(It has been so long since I have had any company. And that a mere child came is a surprise in itself.)"
The sound of the voice was deep and gravel like almost as if the dragon hadn't spoken for a long long while. But it was undoubtedly female. Even if the boy couldn't understand all of it he was amazed. The dragon seemed amused by his awed face, it gave a smile and a small chuckle. After her chuckle the dragon spoke again.
"Nu would hi fun dovah why losei het goraan gien?(Now would you tell me why you're here young one?)"
Not entirely getting what she said the boy just tilted his head. The dragon seemed to get that he didn't understand so she changed her speech to one he knew.
"I'm sorry child I forget that joor - mortals don't understand my tongue. Let me ask again. Why did you come here?"
The boy now understanding the wondrous creature in front of him spoke to her.
"I'm hiding from my mother."
"Why's that?"
"Because whenever they think I'm asleep they fight and scream at each other. They think I don't know what's happening but I do."
"My that's very horrible for a child so young to know such things."
The boy bowed his head hair covering his eyes as tears wanted to spill from the corners of his eyes. The boy didn't want to cry not in front of such a kind creature only hinted at in legends that where whispered by the older people in his village at the foot of the mountain.
The dragon saw his distress and pushed the boy closer to his body trying to give him comfort that has long since been overdue. The boy hugged her as best as he could but it was mostly just laying on her bent forearm on the cool crystal scales.
The dragon curled around him like a mother wanting to protect her child. After the boy calmed down she looked down at him and spoke.
"My name is Iizstrunkun(Ice Storm Light) but you can call me Isis so it's easier to say."
The boy's tears started to slowly stop. He sniffed and wiped away the remnants of the salt water leaving his body. He then looked up at Isis. When she laid her eyes on him she saw her own magic slowly flowing towards his body and wrapping around him. It surprised her.
No one could handle dragon magic yet her magic was being drawn to this boy. He sniffed again and spoke breaking Isis out of her trance.
"I'm Gray."
Isis smiled at the boy and purred but the sound of something outside made Isis stand at alert and look outside. The storm had ceased for now and the night sky was a black blanket with no stars poking through the dark cover. As Isis moved to look outside and down below to the village.
The sight was shocking. A large monster almost the size of her. Gray came out of the cave after her but he stopped and took in a deep breath at what he saw. The demon was shooting beams out of its mouth and it set everything on fire after the beam spilled out.
Gray was about to run off after the beast but Isis seeing this picked him up and took off to the skies. Gray was screaming and reaching towards his village as Isis soared through the skies to a much safer place. She could see the potential spilling from this child and after seeing the loss of his home she decided she was going to take him in.
A few years pasted and Isis was sitting in a cave writing the dragon language down for Gray to read. At first Gray was resentful towards her but later he thanked her for saving him. She was happy that he saw what she did for him and started to teach him the art of dragon slaying.
Even so much as taking him to two continents. One was Solstiem and the other was Skyrim. Both were places that held history, beauty, adventure, and most of all dragons. And it was there Gray made two friends. The first was a girl like him but different in many ways.
Her name was Endoura. She was the one to tell him that he was something called Dragonborn just as herself. In fact she told him that when they were older she'd be the talk of the whole province with a place to live everywhere.
He'd meet with her every time Isis took him to the strange and magical country. His next friend and lifelong companion was a flying cat he named Eclipse. But his life wasn't just in that place but also back on the country he was born.
There he met Isis' friend Ur and her student Lyon. Everything in his life seemed to be going great. Well till it showed up again. The demon that ravaged his home and forced Isis to take him away to protect him. The demon of destruction Deliora.
Gray secretly vowed revenge on the blue demon that only left death in its wake. As he was helping Ur and Lyon get some supplies. But as they were leaving a group of traders walked past them talking about how the demon was spotted heading towards a nearby town.
Gray scowled. He wanted to avenge his people, he wanted to slaughter the demon that slaughtered his village. But he knew that if Isis found out what he wanted to do she would do everything in her power to make such/sure he never went near that thing.
But he felt like he had to. So later that night he left the safety of the cave to go to the town the demon was seen heading to. But now he sat on the ground bleeding from cuts all along his body.
Up above his mother Isis flew trying to protect him and on the ground was Ur and Lyon. But everything was crumbling down around them. Deliora shot Isis down were she landed near Gray. Gray shouted and rushed to assess her injures.
Her scales seemed to be breaking and cutting into her soft skin underneath. Red blood was sluggishly flowing from the wounds in heavy amounts. But she still pushed her heavy body up.
"It's no use. Even I can not damage the demon. I need to stop this once and for all."
The cold air throughout the village flowed around her and started to flow into her mouth. A blue glow formed deep in her throat. She was about to do one of the forbidden ice dragon spells but when Ur saw what was she was doing quickly did the spell Iced Shell.
Her last words to Gray was that she didn't want him growing up without a mother so she sacrificed herself to keep Isis alive. When the sun rose and Lyon woke up he blamed Gray for everything that happened and vowed to kill Gray were he stood. Isis prevented this and took Gray back to Skyrim to protect him.
It was years later that they returned. Gray now a teenager was happy living with Isis but never completely forgetting all that has happened in his life. The scars still fresh and healing on his heart. It was around this time he started having dreams.
Dreams of a large red dragon with an 'X' shaped scar across his chest through the eyes of a child. The dragon was named Igneel. When he woke up he told Isis what he dreamed and she told him that he was seeing the past through the eyes of his destined mate.
He was so happy and was waiting eagerly for when his mate would find him. But he was starting to lose hope. It was around this time he was captured and his mother was killed by the Akaviri.
Gray looked up to see the faces of Lucy, Erza, and Happy. They wore such shocked faces. Gray just stood up from the rock he was sitting on to tell his story and started walking towards the moon temple.
"Let's keep going besides my past isn't all that's important at the moment. Protecting these people is."
(A/N : Man I am incredibly sorry for such a long wait but I've just been buried under my attempts at getting good grades in my classes. Right now I'm actually going to be doing a criminal profile for my psychology class and that will take a while. All I have to say is thank you to all of you who are reading this and like my version of a Dragonslayer Gray with a bit of Skyrim mixed in. I'd also like to thank Blue for sticking with me through the long wait. I know I'm horrible when it comes to time schedules but I do believe that my grades are more important. So don't be to surprised if I again don't update for weeks I'm just focusing on school work and the like. Just be patient and I'll get to work when I'm less busy. Again my dearest apologies. Now if you excuse me. I have to get back to school and wish me luck that I survive. *takes deep breath and plunges back into the paper pile*)