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Fire at Heart - A story of friendship and deception.

Characters -

Combustion(buster) - 16 - Male - Fire, Convexity.
After being exposed to evil, young Buster has managed to master the power of convexity. After being rescued by his companion Emberlora he has also taught her the way of the evil element. Buster is a very reckless and agressive dragon however at heart he is the sweet young dragon he was as a child. A dark shard is engraved deeply into his chest due to his evil past...can it resort him back to his evil ways or can he resist the dark temptation that still rushes through his veins.

Emberlora: - 16 - female - Fire, Convexity.
This dragoness is very wild and has got attitude. After rescuing her newly found companion Combustion (Buster) - she has learnt from him the ways of convexity a dark evil magic. Can her secret love for Buster help keep him from going back to darkness or only encourage him more to allow his dark past to shine through. She is all that can save him.
Heaton
Age: 16
Elements: Convexity, ice, shadow.
Character: A dragon the knows only the ways of darkness and evil. After a fight with Enemy Combustion (Buster) In the bruned lands, he is left battered, scolded and with deep wounds. After revenge he has been chasing Buster in hope to end the emabarassment of his loss in the fight. His partner Stella (coming soon) assists him whereever he goes. He is also a very shady and reckless character

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Sounds cool.

Chapter one -
"Help me please...I can't hold on!" screamed Emberlora as she dangled helplessley over the cliff face, her weak and chipped claws engraved deeply into the solid rock in an attepmt to prevent her own un-timley death. To look down and see what was hundreds of feet below her would be pointless...she already knew. Nothing. Absolutley nothing. A bottomless pit of darkness. And what was worse was the fact the only thing stopping her from being swallowed by the blackness was her grip...which at that moment was becoming more and more of a priority as the rock began to crumble and her claws grinded down the cliff face. "please help...Why are you doing this? How are you doing this? How can you watch me cry in terror as im seconds from dying? Please...I need you...Now more than ever!" Emberlora cried in short gasps as she kicked her hind legs agressivley, trying to regain her grip.
With a deceiving and evil chuckle a mystery dragon threw himself out of the smoke that shrouded the area and grabbed Emberlora's paws, digging it's sharp talons deep into her damaged, worn scales. It leant forward and with it's head close to hers whispered "you worthless wreck...you make me sick." With that it released it's claws. Emberlora slid off the cliff with no options left...her wings were burnt and scolded leaving flight out of the question, her legs had become weak and lifeless and there was nothing to hold onto...no ledge. No rock. No vegatation. Nothing. Her short cries for help were like breaking glass as she spun helplessley into the darkness. The echoes faded as she disappeared from sight. The only thing that could be heard was an evil chuckleas the mystery dragon peered over the cliff through the thick smoke with it's sinister demonic eyes. "That'll teach you." It laughed vengefully.

Great start. PC.

Oh Eck! Great start

Chapter two -
Buster's eyes snapped open and he sat up abruptly panting and gasping. "What the...?" he exclaimed, shortly lowering his paniced voice as he realised Emberlora lying in a deep and peaceful slumber beside him. Very carefully and quietly, Buster stood and stretched his long legs before cautiously walking out from under the darkness of the trees and into the moonlight. It was early hours of the morning in twighlight falls. All was asleep. The forest surrounding the pair made no noise as opposed to usual and instead lay stil and quiet as stars shone proudly in the midnight sky like little diamonds. Buster approached the top of the waterfall - not far from where his companion Emberlora lay - there he sat down gently and began to think. "I really don't understand." He whispered to himself. "That's the third time I've had that exact dream this week...it's horrible...seeing her suffer like that." He cringed at the thought of his horrific dream. He lad down and rested his head on his paws. He examined his reflection carefully in the water. He then began to look around as he thought to himself.
Twighlight falls was an area permentley in darkness due to masses of forest it only got the slightest bit lighter to mark daybreak. It was only ever really lit by the shimer of the moon, stars adn fireflies that dominated the dry grassy plains. Night flowers gave the area a welcoming natural sense to it. There were no other real inhabbitants of twighlight falls besides the dragon pair. Occasionally cheetas would venture though the enchanted forest to search for remedies and food supplies for the village in the valley of Avalar but the majority of the time it wasjust tranquil and peaceful...just how they prefered it.
Buster's brown mane swayed lightly in the cooling breeze relaxing him from his intense dream. His eyelids became suddenly quite heavy and he bagan to doze. He's only been asleep for about ten minutes when he was gently woken by a soft tap on the shoulder. As he opened his eyes slowly he realised it was Emberlora who sttod proudly beside him. "Buster. Why are you lef here?" Emberlora asked curiously. She must've not long woken up to find Buster not where he normally lay.
"Oh...bad dream." He whispered. "Suprised I didn't wake you."
"Well you did... I heard you calling my name, what was your dream about exactly?" Emberora questioned hoping to get a detailed story as to why her name was part of Buster's dream.
"You don't wanna know." Buster replied, trying to prevent Emberlora's knowledge of his disaterous dream.
"Buster tell me...don't make me use force!" Emberlora said with a giggle raising a clenched paw.
"Ok. Ok. I'll tell you but I can assure you taht you wont like it...not one bit." Buster warned watching Emberlora getting in a comfortable postion beside him. There, they both sat as Buster explained his nightmare with a stuttered voice as he re-entered the horror and anticipated Emberlora's reaction. What would she say? What would she DO!

Chaper 3 is coming soon just need to write it haha!

Great opening chapter.

Good first chapter

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Chapter three -
Buster slowly lifted his head from his paws and looked up at Emberlora. She was sat there breathing gently and staring blankly. Buster had not long concluded the explanation of his nightmare...neither of the pair had spoken since then. Just as Buster opened his mouth to speak...Emberlora rose and still staring blankly, wandered off into the forest.
"E-E-Emberlora...where you going?" Cried Buster anxiously waiting for a response. Unfortunately as he expected none came and once again he slammed his face down on his paws and watched Emberlora disappear into the shade. "For crying out loud...this isn't going to be my day." Buster said as he flicked small stones into the rushing waterfall, watching them get swallowed by the white mist that lingered at the bottom. Buster's belly began to rumble. "Hmm, well maybe things will get better after breakfast I best go find something to eat." He said as he stood up stretched and jumped down the waterfall cliff. After a quick drink Buster ran off into the forest, the complete opposite direction of where Emberlora was headed.

As Buster ran across the grassy plains in search of a morning meal, thoughts rushed and darted around his head, not helping his need to concentrate. Was she okay? Where was she? Should I go after Her? Busters claws dug deep into the ground as he came to a standstill. "I can't leave her, not alone in the forest... I HAVE to go back." Buster decided as he charged off back the way he came. He jumped swiftly up the waterfall and ran straight into the forest. The moonlight shone mercilessly in the sky however its work was in vein as the forest let in know light. A dragon would have to use all senses efficiently to be able to navigate themselves through the forest, those who were not aware of this... wouldn't leave the forest in one piece. Creatures of the stalked and watched Buster carefully as he trembled through the forest tripping and getting hit with branches, to be honest he was an easy target he was alone, vulnerable and unaware of the evil eyes that watched his every move. However despite Buster's knowledge of the dangers within the forest he still wandered through the trees hoping for signs of his companion. Just when he thought he was done for he heard a scream. Was it Emberlora? He ran in the direction of the noise, desperately hoping it was her. Sticks and branches snapped behind him as creatures came in closer for the kill. He ran faster. More snapped. He ran faster. The noises got louder. Buster reached a clearing and threw himself out from the forest. There he rolled out into the moonlight panting and breathing heavily. Sticks and thorns had dug there way into his scales and left him injured however despite his wounds he scanned the clearing carefully. Then he saw her. Emberlora sat there gracefully by a small river. Buster sighed with relief and approached her but as he did so he saw a shadowy figure approach her. Buster kept close the the ground as if ready to pounce as he observed the figure trying his best to identify it. "We're the only dragons here? Who's that?" Buster questioned himself. He got closer with caution. Closer. Closer. Until the shadowy figure spoke.
"Who are you? Just stand up and identify yourself I know your there." It said. Buster stood and approached the pair.
"I'm Buster I came out here looking for her... and you are? Buster asked as he looked at the shadowy character in the eyes.
"Heaton's the name, I noticed this dragoness on her own a while ago. I thought I'd come see if she's Okay." Heaton said as he explained himself.
Emberlora turned round to face Buster. Without warning she slapped his face leaving deep claw marks on his cheek. Buster whined in pain as he fell to the floor.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" She asked as she looked down at her companion whimpering on the floor.
"I-I-I was S-S-Scared to T-T-Tell you in case you -L-L-Left me." Buster stuttered with pain. Emberlora picked him up and cuddled him.
"Well I was having the same dream." Emberlora said holding him close.
Buster sighed. He was happy she was okay.
"This dream you say, is it by any chance of a dragon that looks much like yourself Emberlora falling from a cliff in the burned lands?" Heaton asked looking at the pair who were cuddled up together.
"Y-Y-Yes" Emberlora said worryingly. "How did you know that?" She added.
"Because I've had that dream, well not a dream as such but the reason I came here from burned lands is to find you. You see I live there and every time I approach that cliff an image appears. The one in your dream." Heaton explained. The pair shared a look of uncertainty and sat down as the new found dragon explained himself and hopefully gave some more insight as to why the dream was frequently occuring.

Awsome.