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The Dragon Realms, home to thousands of dragons, is, just like our world, full of many good, and few evil.

A wise dragon once said that there are too many reasons to count what makes one evil. He said that whatever the reason, they are all as not as powerful as they make themselves appear to be, and deep down, they are hurt, angered and feel worthless. They are afraid to show that, and must appear fierce and dangerous to everyone around them. Perhaps they really are powerful, physically, but no matter what, they are always weak inside.




The snow hit the ground almost faster than a cheetah. But despite the clusters of white blocking Jo and I’s vision, we saw it. A mysterious, shining oval shape, which was so shiny, it was visible in even the most dreadful of all snowstorms. We we’re too far away to see what it was, but we both knew there was something special about it. We were certain their was a reason to pick it up. It was if it was shouting “come here and take me somewhere warm!”

It was very cold and windy, so windy we felt the wind was going to pull us off our feet and take us up into the sky. “Should we see what it is? We could hurt ourselves Jo hesitated.
“We must see what it is, no matter how high the dangers are,” I insisted, charging through the snowstorm, while Jo prodded along.
“Okay, okay, lady, have it your way!” He called after me, soon catching me up. I was determined to see what it was, no matter how bad the snowstorm was, or how high the risks were.
It was a struggle, but we eventually got there.


“It’s an egg,” said Jo, observing the glowing object. “But where’s the Mother?” He said, looking around. There was no sign of a Mother.
“Must have abandoned the egg,” I replied, scooping the egg off the snowy ground. “Come on, let’s take it home. I know what it's like to be abandoned. Poor thing must be freezing cold. We’ll look after it until it’s old enough to fend for itself,”

We set off in a hurry, the snowflakes continuing to fall down at a fast speed. I clutched the egg tightly, walking alongside Jo. I felt moving underneath its shell. There was definitely a baby dragon in there, and if not, something.

It was a long journey, but we eventually got back to the village. We stopped and panted in exhaustion, just in front of a wooden sign with “Schneesturm Village” imprinted in bold letters. Then all of a sudden, the glowing egg began to shake, a crack forming on the top.
“It’s hatching!” I cried in excitement. We ran to our cave, quickly placing the egg by the glowing fire. We sat down, eagerly watching the egg. I wondering what type of dragon it would be. I’ve never seen a glowing egg like that before.

The crack grew bigger and bigger, until the little head of a hatchling with sea blue scales launched its self from the eggshell, the top still remaining on its head. It had almost tiger-like, glowing stripes on its face, the same yellowy
glow of the egg. It giggled at us in a childish, high-pitched voice, little sparks of lightning coming from its jaw.

Hope you like it

Nice introduction! Very unique. I'd like to see where this goes.

thank you very much! by the way your avatar is just sooo cute! btw (again ) i updated the story a little bit

Okay, thanks. I'm not proud that I am a brony now... Grrr...

For some reason the hatchling reminds me of my lightning dragon, Bluespark.

It has the same colors and element as Bluespark does.

I'm not suggesting that you copied anything but I'm just saying, what a resemblance.

And if that hatchling is legendary then it would kinda be a copy cat of Bluespark...

But this could all be a funny coincidence, right?

what a coincidence! i never copy other characters and ive had that character a while now, and i promise i didn't copy.




Jo and I look at the baby dragon in astonishment. We’d never seen such an unusual hatchling before. There was something special about it. We knew that right from the start, even before it hatched.

“Is it a boy or a girl?” Jo asked, gawping at the strange hatchling.

“I dunno! I’m not checking,”

”Well neither am I,” He said, but then he stopped to think. “Well, there is another way of finding out. But unfortunately it dosen’t always work…”

The hatchling climbed out of the eggshell, revealing its cute but stubby body. It still had the top of the eggshell on its head. Jo removed it, putting it to the side, revealing big, girly eyelashes. It giggled again, in that same, childish way. She then sat down, twiddling her small tuft of blond hair.

“Girl.” We said at the same time. We watched the young dragon gurgle as she rolled around the dirty floor of the cave in a playful manner.

I cooed at the adorable hatchling, before turning to Jo.
“Now we need to find out a name for her,”
Jo nodded. “Any ideas?” I questioned. Jo swept his messy clump of yellow hair out of the way of his hazel eyes.
“She needs a nice, girly name,”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “How about we name her after a flower, or perhaps a gemstone, like Crystal, or Ruby?” I suggested.
“Emerald,” He said as if he just cracked a really hard maths sum.
“That’s perfect! I like that name, Emerald,” I complimented. Emerald seemed to like the name too, giggling happily whenever we said it. After that we played peek-a-boo with the newly-named hatchling, before we heard footsteps.

“Grandma, is that you?” I said excitedly. I couldn’t wait to tell Grandma the news.
“Yes my dear…” She mumbled feebly, sauntering into the room. “Ahh… who’s this hatchling?” She enquired, slowly sitting down beside Emerald. Emerald shied away, and hid behind Jo.
“We found her when we went out for food. She must have been abandoned, there was no sign of a Mother anywhere. We named her Emerald. Suits her, doesn’t it? Jo thought of it,” I explained.
“May I take a better look at this young hatchling?” She requested.
“Certainly, Mrs Brown” Jo smiled, turning to Emerald hiding behind him. “Now, now, Emerald. No need to be afraid. Mrs Brown is a nice lady,”
Emerald didn’t understand a word he was saying, but she soon showed herself to Grandma. Grandma blinked her bettle-like eyes twice, looking astounded.
“Could this be the dragon?”
“The what?” I said, confused.
“The Sacred Dragon.”
She took a closer look, moving her petite, wrinkled head closer towards the dragon. “It most certainly is,”
She moved her head away, and glanced at us both. “Now, I want you both to listen. This is no ordinary hatchling. This is a very special and rare Hatchling. I want you both to take very good care of her, and you promise, you must never let her face be seen to the outside world. You can’t trust anybody out there, not even your friends. We must keep this between ourselves,”

“But why Grandma? That’s not fair on Emerald,”

“I know it is, dear, but it’s for the best. Both of you, sit down comfortably. There’s a long story to tell…”

Nice chapter.

Yeah, really nice.

And sorry I accused you.

Nice story oh and sometimes people can be inspired by someone else without knowing it or even make an almost identical copy, there was once someone that had an almost identical dragon as mine with the name Iceblue, after some talking in between us in PM we found out that it was just a cooincidence

thanks guys! chapter 2 is coming up.

oh and torok, dont worry about it

thanks bolt!

Yet again, I'm planning on remaking this story lol