Back then long time ago, there were kings, queens, knights and all that other stuff. The kingdom in England was no different, except for the fact that there were all sorts of colorful and amazing creatures inside the surrounding forests, mountains and even in the ocean nearby. But life's not all fun and games for these creatures, as they are often slain by knights from the orders of their king. Dragons especially suffer from constantly being hunted down and live in fear of being slain on the spot.

The reason for all this bloodshed? Everyone in the kingdom is taught that anything that isn't human is dangerous and shouldn't be alive on earth. No one bothered to question how they could be dangerous or what they have done to their land, mostly because of the rewards that were given out to anyone who could slay a mighty beast. Everyone was eager to win bags of money or even a hand in marriage that they would go out with their torches and pitchforks to find a fantasy creature and slaughter it without remorse.

But one day, all of that would soon change. And it all began with the birth of four boys. Inside a massive castle far from a small village, Elsie Starkey, one of the many servants for the royal McCartney family, was cradling her four year old son in her arms.

"My darling Richard." She cooed. "I know I don't get to be with you very often, but my job here does provide us with all the food and shelter we need."

Little Richard Starkey might not have understood what a job was, but he did know that if his mother didn't do as she was told, they both could be thrown out into the cold. "But Mommy, what if you get sick? Then what will happen?.."

"Well.. We'll just have to hope that nothing happens to us." Elsie then kissed her son's forehead and placed him in bed. "Now it's best that you get your sleep Richard, we have a big day tomorrow."

"Aww.. Alright.. Goodnight Mommy."

Meanwhile in another part of the castle, asleep inside a crib laced with beautiful and expensive fabric was little prince Paul McCartney. Beside the crib were his two parents, Jim and Mary. "Oh Jim, he's so precious." Mary cooed.

"He sure is Mary dear. And he'll also be the future king of this land."

"He will.. But I still don't understand why you couldn't have just claimed the throne from your brother."

"Well.. He was crowned since he was the older sibling. There was no way for me to be king unless he died or passed the throne onto me. And if I killed him I would have been executed."

"Well.. That's true.. But I know with all my heart that Paul will be a fantastic king when he gets older."

"I'm sure he will Mary."

Hearing his parents talk about him, Paul slowly woke up and then gestured for Mary to pick him up. She did so and fed him as well. "Our precious Paulie."

Paul smiled widely at his mother, then he noticed that there was a large box with air holes beside Jim. "What that?" He asked.

"We got you a little present Paul. You'll love her."

"Her? Girl in there?" Paul asked.

Chuckling at the adorably confused two year old, Jim opened the box and a little puppy immediately jumped out and licked Paul on the cheek. "Puppy!" He cheered. "Love puppy!"

"Oh we knew you would like her Paulie. Would you like to give her a name?"

"Hmm... Martha!"

"Alright son, Martha it is."

It was easy to see that this was a very happy little family. Unfortunately the same could not be said about the home of the second eldest. Far away from the castle and inside the village was a small and run down hut. Inside a lone mother was teaching her three year old boy how to milk cows and harvest crops.

"Now John, you have to make sure to be gentle when doing this sort of work." She said.

"Okay Mommy.." John replied, but then he let out a small sigh, his mother, Julia Lennon, could tell that something was wrong.

"Johnny?. Is something going on that's upsetting you?"

"Oh.. It's just.. Daddy.."

"Is he still pressuring you to be a knight?"

"Yeah.. But I don't like fighting.. Can't I just be a nurse like you?"

Feeling bad for her little son, Julia picked John up and pulled him into a bear hug. "Your father shouldn't force you to do something that you don't want to do.. But it's a law that all boys train to fight.. I wish it wasn't.. But peasants can't challenge the law.."

"But.. But why?! We're always told to obey the royals and never question anything.. Why don't they ever tell us anything? Why can't we have some power as well?" John cried.

It hurt Julia to see her poor son so upset. She rocked him back and forth and rubbed his back until he calmed down. "I'm sorry John.. I just hope.. Maybe someday things will change for the better.."

Even further away from the village, deep in the forests was a small orphan boy. Looked as if he turned about a year old. No one knows where his parents are or even if they're still alive. He doesn't even know anything besides his name; George. Crawling around, hoping to find someone but with no luck.

Poor George began to weep, he was scared out in the open with no one to take care of him. Then he heard loud footsteps nearby. Curious about what was making all the noise, and hoping to find someone to take care of him, George slowly crawled over to where the footsteps were coming from, needless to say, they were definitely not human.

"Ga?.." George babbled, hoping that someone would answer him. He leaned against a tree, tired from all the trotting. But taking a closer look, he then saw that it was no tree he was leaning against, instead, it was a leg. A giant, bluish-white, scaled leg with claws on the toes of the feet. Looking up, George was soon face to face with a massive dragon. He was scared by the giant beast but grateful to at least see something alive with him right now.

Noticing how scared and lonely George was, the dragon gently lifted him up with her giant claw, carried him into her cave and placed him down in a nest next to some eggs she laid. "I will care for this human." She said to herself. "They may hunt us relentlessly, but I could not just leave the poor, frightened baby alone in the dark woods."

George then smiled, as if he understood what she was saying. He now had a family that will take care of him. Getting comfortable next to the eggs, George slowly dozed off. At this moment, the female dragon's mate had entered the cave and noticed him.

"A.. Human child? Gelid, where did you find him?" He asked.

"Oh Inferno.. The poor thing was all alone in the woods, I heard him crying.. I couldn't just leave him there. He looks like he was born not too long ago.."

"Hmm.. He may not have any knowledge of his human life.. We can raise him as one of our own." Gently nuzzling George's cheek, Inferno smiled at him. "From now on, he will be Corona, the Dragon-Boy."