A long time ago two prophecies were made one depicting of a child of endless night and the other about a child of fire. No one understood these tales but they did get one thing, that these two children would meet and bring war to the lands.

The golden child went like this (I apologize I suck at writing prophecies)
A child of night born to end a fight
Between fire and water
To gain the friendship of one
But will end up cutting down another
The child raised like a king
To help bring
The pain of one another

No one understood it but they called this the prophecy of the golden child thinking that this kid will bring all peace.

The child or fire went like this
Angered by past
Forced into a future
Cut down by all
Leaving trails of misery as it passed
Only to fall by the hands of another friend
Pained by the blood
Brought forth by its hands it rose without fall
Until the very end

The people assumed that the child raised like a king would bring peace while the one who would kill would die by his hands

Oh how wrong they were

These children born into the same world
Forced to grow up like those they do not wish to remember
Let's hope that they never face each other
For if they do a great battle was lost
Water will rule until the next frost

Let's hope that these children will never be forgotten.

(So tempted to end it there but for you I won't)

In a village close to the ocean Lied a small house in that house people were running as fast as they could to get to one room while nurses ran room to room in the fact that the mayor's wife was finally giving birth to a child.

When the child was born it became apparent that the wife would not live through labor.

The child was born as the wife died she whispered the name of the child and sadly passed away.

"Samantha, SAMANTHA" the mayor cried unable to comprehend the fact that his wife just died.

He looked over at the newborn and glared half-heartedly, the mayor decided that he would raise the child for it was all he had left of his beloved wife.

The child cooed at his father. The father heartbroken picked up the child only to feel something poking his arm where the child's back was leaning. When he looked he saw odd little things poking out of his spine.

The father slightly frightened looked into the child eyes only to so golden slits where the pupils and iris should be.

-----------/the same day\---------------

A young couple were walking through the forest. One male the other female. The female was carrying a small lump surrounded by a blanket.

The couple were walking close to a cave that held a portal to another world.

"Well" said the man "is this where we would dump the brat and hope he falls in or..." he left the rest unsaid.

"Better yet" the wife exclaimed " let's just dump him into the portal, you've heard the reports, there's a dragon in there that will finish the little shit off for us." The woman sneered at the blanket held in her arms.

Inside the blanket was a little child resting peacefully. The child looked normal enough but if you looked closer you could see small black and gray wings on his back along with a scaly patter imprinted on the skin.

"Whatever you decided hon, I'm with you all the way." The man stated

The woman looked lovingly at the man but then looked at the small child's head that was poking out of the blanket and glared.

"I think that we'll just dump him in the portal"

The woman held the baby up and let go. As the baby fell through the portal you could here him cry as the warmth of his mother left him.

Up in a castle in this new world lied a ginormous dragon scales black and obsidian. The dragon was resting until an ear shattering scream pierced through the air waking the dragon up in the process.

Annoyed by the noise the dragon sped out of the room and down the corridors, only to come to a balcony where the dragon got ready to fly. When the dragon lifted into the air it circled around the palace until it spotted the little disturbance.

The dragon landed next to the small thing with a faint thud. The dragon was prepared to squish it in a heartbeat, until a small child crawled out  wearing nothing but a pair of pants.

The dragon shocked to find a child looked closely at the kid only to see two small gray horns and a pair of wings that were almost identical to his own.

The child looked up at the dragon and stared. When the ender dragon meet the kids eyes he saw red eyes with slits.

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And that's the prologue. I really can't wait to write this.

Why don't you try to guess who the child of fire and the golden child are

Thanks for reading and have a wonderful day
NARWHAL OUT!