-July 28, 2016-
-October 13, 2016-
-October 28, 2016-

A/N - Wow, we already have more reads than I expected! Thank you! This is a bit (very extremely) late due to a few complications on my side, but I hope you enjoy. This is short, by the way.

Previously...

"I'll kill you all."

M y s t o g a n ' s  P o V

       I stood frozen as her pink lips opened to emit a loud cackle. With a loud 'CRACK! ', she disappeared.

       "Daddy?" said Kitsu's small voice as he tugged on my sleeve.

       I turned to him with a rather gaunt face. "Yes, Kitsu?" I gulped.

       I expected him to ask a question. I expected myself to answer with something even (Y/N) wouldn't be sure of. But instead... he hugged me.

       He put his pudgy little hands around me as I bent down to hug him back. He nuzzled himself into me so that his fluff of blue(?) hair was all I saw as he sniffled and sobbed into my chest.

M e a n w h i l e . . .

       Inhale. Exhale. Breath in. Breath out. I paced back and forth in front of the cave, debating on whether to go in or not.

       I decided to go for it.

       I gulped, licked my lips and stepped forward into the dark.

       The cave held an aura of darkness... overwhelming power that seemed to want to squash me flat.

       "Father?" I called out, and cringed at my ragged voice as it echoed. I cleared my throat and called in a stronger voice, "Acnologia."

I heard growling.

Stepping ahead into a darker area that held the same powerfully forbidding aura... I was almost scared. Almost. I let out a shaky breath and moved forward. One foot in front of the other, keep going forward until--

       Crunch.

       The sickening sound of bones under my feet. A flash of navy blue light came from a corner and there... sat a man.

Dark tanned skin, a wild mess of grey hair, and... tattoos. Cerulean blue tattoos that laced up his arm and under his cloak. My breath hitched, and I dared to take another step. Another soft crunch of bones.

He raised his head. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. His eyes pierced through my very being, but there was something strangely... comforting about them.

Right. This was my father. Dad. Daddy... the big scary dragon-thing. I smiled. He raised an eyebrow.

"Hello, father."

Please suggest plot ideas because I'm dying.