First Dragon: Blood Ties

Gia POV

I want to tell you a story. If you will have patience and curiosity, despite my long-winded explanations and perhaps sometimes apparently contradictory statements or things you may perceive, do know that this is a story of creation, and first and foremost story of family and love.

My name is Gia and I am the creator of this word, or as you know it, little blue dot of the universe, otherwise known as Earth.

I have lived 30000000 years… The time has passed by so quickly, yet at times it seemed as it stood still. Funny thing time, one can never know how much it means. A split second may seem as a lifetime, yet ten years may fly by as a flash before your eyes. I never truly understood the real value of it, until I created humans -  and perhaps to some extend to this day I still do not. Time does not erase things, yet it has the ability to capture moments, which stand frozen as snowflake in ice. I often marveled at my creation, one of wonder and sometimes fear. I was proud of The Three – my first three children who helped me make this world. They were by far something I could not fully describe ever; call it mother’s pride, lack of words, or sheer admiration and love, but even though I created everything that moves on this planet, The Tree have always been unique.  A lot of time has passed and the memories and knowledge have stayed with me.. So has the pain.. So has the love.. So has betrayal.  And death… So much death and loss.. One thing I never lost is my power… My father said, if I created so many, I may lose my powers… I was not concerned about that, I wanted the world for my children, I wanted to give them everything they could possibly want. Turns out, my father was wrong.. My father. Thinking wistfully of him, more memories came folding, from time long past..

Father was the most powerful being in the universe. To this day, I do not have nor has he ever told me what he truly is. The descriptions did not apply to him. His was the power so incredible, so raw and immeasurable, yet to us, me and my sisters, he was simply our Father.

He only created five of us, me being his first born.. And his power left him.. Yet despite of me creating millions of creatures, my power stayed, and in fact over time increased. One can say, as the world grew, as did my understanding of things as did my power. You could say as the planet changed, as my children grew, so did I… Right now, I feel that powers I have are too much for me. Too much for a singular being to possess. It has grown to a point that I have no use or simply do not know what to do with it. As a cardinal rule, I never interfered much, especially in the world of humans. With my super natural children, it was at times a must, because of the simple fact that they too were extremely powerful and could obliterate the world if at times were not stopped. Such was the case in the Great War.

Thinking of it filled my heart with pain and dread. So much was lost. Perhaps I should have done things differently I sigh. Maybe, just maybe I could have saved them. Maybe I could have shared my power. Sitting on the beach, a cool breeze was blowing, and moving hair from my face. Warm waters were tickling my feet and the sunset colors were colliding with the ocean, a perfect, yet opposite paradox.

 My time on this plane is drawing short. It is soon the time I go to the Elder Waters and join my sisters. My children, so many of them, however, are still at wars. They are still fighting, as the mortal plane around them is collapsing. Even my immortal children that walk this Earth have succumbed to the everyday natures of this world…. It was so different, so many moons ago… When vampire blood was pure… When my Lycans and Wares walked in their packs and had dignity… My fairies and their lights were the beacon of this world.. My mermaids and hydras ruled the seas and waters.. My Dryads and Elves grew the greenery and life.. My goblins and dwarfs found joy and riches in the core of this Earth..…. My demons did not hunger for human blood .. and humans.. oh, my most precious, most vulnerable, yet most loving of all my creation sincerely loved one another…. Times are different now and my heart is breaking.. My creation is at war with each other .. And I need to pick select few to restore the balance to this world before I move to the next realm… I have failed them.. And it is time to fix my mistakes, it is time to give my power back… I must turn to my original creation, one I abandoned for humans, one I betrayed. Perhaps, this is my penance for betraying my first born .. My First Dragon and my dragon children. Sometimes, to fix things, we must start at the beginning…. Before I leave, I want to give all my children the final opportunity… Restore the balance .. However, nothing good comes without a price.. my father saw to this universal balance. Whatever the price maybe, I thought, I am willing to pay it… Any good mother will. And I am their mother.. They are my responsibility… And now, it is time to chose..

willing to pay it... Any good mother will. And I am their mother.. They are my responsibility... And now, it is time to chose.