THE KIMARIN DRAGON FILES

         The sky itself was dark, not just the shadow that lay hidden inside the clouds. The air was thick and hard to breathe through. A massacre for the ages , and it wouldn't be forgotten. Fires rose up all over the place, none of them seemingly out of place. Panic was high and the sounds of all the voices coming from below was painful. Aside from the village the castle itself had fallen and turned to ash. However there was still a child who couldn't understand the reason for such horrifying brutality. Tears rolled down his face as he stared at the spot where his parents had once been standing and were now lying in a pool of their own blood.
         The Order of Angels, were supposed to be an order of people meant to help the people. In this boy's eyes they were murderers and he would one day ruin them, but for now he had to find someplace to stay. with shaky steps he left the scene and took shelter in a home that had been abandoned by a family fleeing the village. It was empty aside from another boy he found inside who turned out to be an actual dragon.
         Over time both boys come to accept each other and end up staying in the small house as a city develops around them and trees cover up everything that had been left behind. the only remainders of the former village; two boys and two abandoned houses. With the coming of the city came the Order of Angels, again, and they weren't going to let the same thing happen twice. Once the boy was old enough he began to take it upon himself to protect the people coming into the city until the time had come. As the years grew on he became known simply as Savior and that's how he would be called by everyone who knew him until she showed up...