Since the dawn of creation, the ryuzoku and mazoku have been at each other's throats. That's just the way of things. Good versus evil, and whatnot. But inside the ryuzoku, there are also feuds. The first ryuzoku to emerge were the ancient dragons, filled with the new hope and power of the positive side. They were different than dragons today, what you think of as dragons, and had raw power unlike that of any other groups. Then from there, emerged the two other major intelligent groups, the blacks and the golds. There were the less intelligent creatures, orange, red, green, brown, blue, water, earth and other elemental dragons who didn't posses as much magic or intelligence.
So why did the others hate the Ancients? Maybe we'll never know the truth. There have been theories set forth by those who know the story, but since few know anyway, few have speculated on the reason. The only thing that I can tell you is this. We were brutally murdered with no chance to fight back. It was a genocide. Complete and utter genocide, and we were the victims. And the irony of the matter? It had been the most beautiful and sunny day of my life.......
"Hey, don't pester your brother." Came the strict voice of a mother scolding.
"But moooooommmm"
"Don't 'but mooom' me. Go do your chores."
The young ryuzoku scowled at her brother seated across from her and slunk out of her chair to go attend to her duties. Before she vanished though, she stuck her tongue out at him in spite. He just smiled back at her innocently.
"And don't you entice her." The woman scowled at him. "You're bad enough as it is."
He chuckled. "Yes mother...." He stood up and brushed himself off. "I have to go now...."
She nodded. "Take care dear." She suddenly glanced up with a familiar glint characteristic of their family at him. "Is today the day?"
He smiled wider than he was currently. "Yes'm."
She smiled. "Good luck... I know it'll turn out right."
He nodded and dashed outside, spreading his wings and jumping into the air, above the sparkling blue ocean that spread beneath him like a sapphire brightly polished.
He soared up into the air and looked around, then spotted his goal, and soared down to the small tree above a cliff high above the village, where a single person sat, waiting patiently for someone.....
He landed right before her and shifted into a more suitable form, half human to match hers, his silk robe fluttering lightly in the wind as they stood atop the cliff. He then did a gentile bow before her, while she giggled lightly, and produced a bouquet for her out of seemingly no where. "My dearest who makes the sun pale to her beauty...." He kissed her hand gently, watching her golden hair mix with her wings as she watched him with flushed cheeks. "I would ask you to become my mate..."
Her face turned bright red with glee, and she flung herself at him, embracing him tightly to her. "Itoshii..... You know the answer...."
He smiled as they kissed there, their feathers ruffling together as they kissed there, the sweet flower petals escaping from the bouquet as she held it loosely against his back. The happiness and wonder of such bliss was in their eyes as they stared deeply into each other's eyes, their emotions mingling. They stood there, gazing into each other's eyes and sharing in what they knew was bliss, before they sat down on the ground in each other's arms and watched the birds and the clouds peacefully as they just enjoyed the day.
But.... After they had lain there for a while, they saw a line of specks approaching from the north. At first they thought nothing of it, believing it to be merely clouds or something, but as the line grew closer, he sat up slightly on his elbows, a slight frown on his forehead as his long purple hair whipped around.
"What is it?" Murmured his young girl. "A storm?"
"No... it's coming far to fast for that.." He replied quietly, watching it with piercing eyes. "I don't know.... It almost looks like a bunch of dragons..."
She sat up as well and they both watched as the line grew closer.... And closer..... and closer... until they could see that, yes, it was indeed dragons... "My god... there's a lot of them.... All golds, ne?" She whispered in awe. Usually the golds and blacks stayed north of them, there was old feuds between the races. So they'd never seen one in person.... But now, the line grew and grew, and became obvious that it was more than just a group.... It was an army.
"My god..... there's a lot of them..." He echoed his fiancee's words. "And looks like they're armed... where do you suppose they're going?"
"I don't know....." She said, worry beginning to creep into her voice. "It almost looks like they're headed here...." She began to tremble.
He wrapped his arms around her tightly. "It's ok... come on..." He led her to beneath the tree, and they crouched there in it's shade, watching as the dragons slowly began to skim over them, hundreds and hundreds of them, zooming low, and swooping over the cliff into the valley below, with spears, swords, staffs, and armor on them, they looked very angry....
The lovers stayed put until all the dragons were past, then glanced uncertainly at each other. "What now?" She whispered. He shook his head, then stood up and took her hand. The two made their way slowly to the cliffside, and gazed down into the valley.
It would have been better if they'd not.
Her breath caught, and his hands tightened on her quickly to keep her from screaming out loud, while his mouth opened as well, and the color drained from both of their faces. Below them, was absolute havoc..... houses were burning.... Bodies lay everywhere..... blood covered the green landscape like paint..... screams, wails, and sounds of fighting came to their ears as the two stood watching the slaughter below them....
She fell to her knees with a stifled gasp, and knelt there with tears streaming down her cheeks, and spilling onto the ground in fat wet drops. He stood rooted to his spot, eyes glazed over in shock as he watched the horrid sight, almost as if he couldn't tear his eyes away from it. Tears stung his eyes, and threatened to spill down, but he felt as if there was a deepness that had dried all the tears up, an emptiness....
Death..... everywhere, devastating murder and genocide remained where life had flourished just moments before. It was as if something had scooped life out of the valley, squished it in a hand, and then dropped what was left.....
"No...no....no..." She was sobbing over and over again in misery. "....no....no...no...no..."
He stood there speechless for a long time, then suddenly was brought aware of some movement, and turned about to see her flying off. "Matte!" He cried taking a step forward, then halting as he saw something swoop down from the clouds like a streak of lightning, and hit her in midair.....
"NOOO!!!!!!!" He screamed, feeling everything that he was suddenly fracture into shards of nothingness. His eyes were locked on the falling body stained crimson with her blood.... Falling.... Falling..... an inner rage began to rupture around him even as the gold turned around to take him down. His energy surged around him, and his eyes lit up with the fury and hatred of one who's just lost everything worth living.... He brought his hands up and like a possessed creature, the energy rippled out from him and engulfed the gold with it's intense depths and reduced it to a single drift of glittering golden dust that quickly scattered on the breeze.
Drip........
Drip.....
Drip...
Three crystalline tears dripped onto the ground in twinkling glimmers against the sapphire sea...... One for his people.... One for his love.... And one for himself.....
Of course, such attention and violence had been brought to the attention of the mazoku as well. One in particular, who was bored that day, teleported to watch the carnage, taking long drags on her cigarette, and lounging in a tree comfortably. If things worked out well, then the ryuzoku might wipe themselves out with little help from the mazoku. A gleeful smile lit her face and she closed her eyes in listening to the screams and destruction. How blissful it was....
Then a scream came to her attention, and she glanced aside to see not far away on a cliff someone falling from a gold's wrath, and another figure on the cliff. She turned her head, however, when she saw an enormous buildup of energy from the figure, which was then discharged at the gold and disintegrated it quicker than it could scream. She blinked in astonishment. Oh yes, this one had potential..... She watched as the figure's aura faded, and then it fell to it's knees and bowed it's head in obvious grief. She smiled quietly, glancing to the figure lying on the ground bloody and broken. Must have been a loved one, she thought. Pity. She then stood up and teleported to stand behind the boy, and watched him cry there on the ground. After an extended period of time, in which he sobbed continually, staring at the destruction, then stood up and faced it on the windy cliff. He then soared downwards toward the town, since all the golds had abandoned it, and all that was left was smoldering timbers and scattered bodies. She watched him from the shadows as he walked among the rubble, a cold blank expression on his face. He stopped from time to time to kneel by his murdered kin, and say something softly, then move on almost methodically. She could feel the anger radiating from him in uncontrollable waves as he knelt by friends and relatives all slain. After he'd walked through most of the village, he stood in the center of the wreckage and seemed at a loss for what to do then. Undecided and frightened, he sat down by a smashed fountain and stared at his hands, a blank expression on his face. She smiled at his smoldering anger and hatred, though it was tightly locked up inside of him. He was definitely worth investigating.
She then strode forward, her high spiked heels crunching over smashed items and avoiding bodies as she headed towards him with a calm, seductive walk. He looked up, his eyes lost and frightened, and suspicion crossed his face upon seeing her, but not for the reason that most would. She stopped before him, taking a long drag on her cigarette before speaking. "You hate them for this, don't you." It was a statement, not a question.
He looked at her, and she could feel the intense hatred from him increase. She didn't need an answer, but he spoke anyway in a dull voice. "Yes."
She nodded and tapped some ash off her cigarette and eyed him carefully. "Do you want revenge? To make them suffer for what they've done to your people?"
He looked up into her eyes, and she could see him pondering it carefully. He knew what she was obviously, and she smiled at the promise that she felt from him. He seemed to ponder that deeply, and then his eyes looked up with a fire that made her smile widely. "What do I have to do?"
She smiled and walked towards him and lifted his chin up with a dazzling enrapturing smile. She then leaned forward and pressed her lips to his in a sweet lilac scented kiss, and pressed a small silver dagger into his hands. He gripped it in both hands as she continued to kiss him, and knew what he had to do, and promptly did it, burying the dagger deep inside of his heart without a second glance....... She smiled as the bright red blood flowed out of him and his face began to pale, then he lost the ability to return the kiss, and she smiled and drew him to her. "Now, you are mine.....Xelloss."