Chapter One: The Great War

In the land of Azulagua, the magical beings were in a state of terror. For a new being was on the coast of their home, many had fled to their homes and some ran and hid behind the rocks that lined the tree line. The newcomers finally made landfall on July Fifth, 2007. The magical beings were a race called Wood Elves, there are three types of elves but in this world there are only two: the Wood and the High elves (no, that does not mean on drugs; it means that they are wiser and more spiritually inclined than the other types of elves, like a Buddhist Monk). They ran to find their queen, Vulcania. The QUEEN assembled two of her finest soldiers and rode out to meet these "Beings" who are now in her territory. But before she could do such a thing, she must consult with her council of elders and send a fair warning to the beings.

The following evening, Queen Vulcania and two of her most skilled archers arrived on the outskirts of their small settlement called Gore. It is a small settlement just off the Egene Sea, and is governed by Mark Van Drake. He is about five foot nine with golden-brown hair and bright baby blue eyes. His family is very rich, but he is poor due to the fact that his father, King Vladimir Van Drake, tried to kill Mark at the age of sixteen. So he and a small group of pilgrims, as well as friends, sailed south of Great Britain and found land, all because of his father and the terror that he caused.

Mark Van Drake was very young when he showed numerous talents of being a skilled leader, and he also excelled in politics as well as money. Born on March tenth, 1991, he progressed under his mother’s watchful eye. On the eve of July fifth, 2007, Queen Vulcania entered Gore and asked to speak with the leader of the settlement. Mark stepped forward and said, "I am the leader of the people of Gore, what matter of business do you have with me?" "I, Queen Vulcania, ruler of these lands, have come to negotiate with you on terms of peace so that your people and my people may help one another if need be." Mark and Queen Vulcania went to the town hall, and they discussed the terms to which they both approved.

The humans and elves lived peacefully for many months. Each harvest, they would come together and celebrate. On the last day of the harvest, they would celebrate with a feast; they called this day "All Thanks Day." On the first day of spring, a young lady of the age of sixteen was out with her friends in the forest around Gore, playing a game. After the game, she took a brisk walk to find some berries when she came to a clearing with a large, shiny rock in the middle. She walked over to it, thinking that it was just a large rock, so she picked it up. When the sun hit the rock, it revealed colors of red, black, and blue. The colors reminded her of something she once had, but she couldn’t remember what, so she took it home unaware of the danger that lurked above.

For the rock was not a rock at all but an egg that belonged to the fieriest beast that side of the mountains: a DRAGON! To a dragon, the most important thing is the well-being of the young, for you see, dragons watch their young in turns (the American Bald eagle does the same; they care for their young in turns). At that moment, the sire of the egg was watching every move she made. From where he sat, the young lady looked like an elf (we are almost identical), so he went to the elves to ask why they would do something like that.

Bridgett Ravenclaw, the young lady, went back to her cottage at the edge of the forest. Bridgett is a sixteen-year-old, five foot ten inches, brunette with blue-green eyes who will go on a journey of self-discovery and wonder. During the night, the area around the stone (egg) she found earlier that day began to stir and shake with vigorous force. She lit a candle, then walked over to where the stone was. She found it shattered into very fine shards of blue and black. She looked around.