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

Gia POV I looked around… I was breathing and my eyes were adjusting… The warmth of the soil, the fires around me… What do I do – how do I create my children? The question formed in my head and before I could think I heard my Father’s voice… “You are of my blood. Make them of yours. Bound them to the air and soil they walk” he said… “Why is my world so different Father?” I asked… “Gia, it can be whatever you want it to be”, same voice said… I looked up and there was so much dust, so much darkness. I wished for the clear skies of my birth word.. Thinking about it, the dust started disappearing, the clouds were moving away, light became and clear sky was coming into focus… “hahahahhahahahahahahahah .. that sound again.. Well done daughter, well done.. Now let me see your children”, Father said encouraging me.I stood there as in trance.. I withdrew my wings and stayed this upright walking creature of long silver hair which was everywhere around me.. My eyes looked around and I saw that

Silence and tension fell as Emma stepped out.. I tried to focus, but inexplicable feeling overtook my every thought. I was conflicted. Was I happy? Relived? Worried? Scared? Confused? The tornado of emotions hit me with absolute, raw, crippling force. “Was that her Madam?”, Mateo asks, anticipation evident in his voice, excitement palpable. “Is that her?”, his voice full of hope. “Is that Catherine’s daughter”? His face was expressionless, but I could feel his wanting, his love and his tension. We all loved Catherine. Whole family did. She was special. She was somebody that held us together, even thought that was technically Kal’s job. He did not get a say, after she was born, not that he complained much. He too was mesmerized by her, taken with her in a way none other were. He, my mighty son, everybody was deathly afraid of worshiped the ground she walked on. I thought of those years with a smile and happiness; ever since she was born, it was her presence, her sheer personality, her

The days were going slow.. I have been wanting to go back to Bavaria and spend time with my son, but the work in California was becoming more demanding by the minute, the work more demanding, and there was something else. There were things happening in my realm I could not explain and that put both me and the Beast on edge. My patience was growing thin and I was not a man to be played with. A lot was going wrong and after all this time, a lot going wrong was not something I could tolerate or afford. The meeting of the Council was in two weeks and there was a lot to prepare for… Things have been changing faster than we thought. The unexplained attacks in our European strongholds were increasing and we could not find its source… I have reached out to the vampire covens to find the source of this or to benefit from their seers, but so far, we got very little back as a result, which in itself was unheard of. Short of my brother’s Oracle and the crones I employed for centuries, Vampire magi

Kal’s POVMy anger is still simmering within me, but I have an interview to do, I thought to myself. Compose yourself Kal, stop scaring humans. I knew my aura could affect them too, I knew that I came across as scary – it took millennia to control my burning rage and anger at times. And now, I am here with this tiny human girl, who looks like a mess every way from Sunday. Oh well, I thought. Yes, she is late, and yes, she is human, but my Seer has never been wrong. For centuries, the old crone has served me well, and I had no reason to doubt her now. Although, looking at the tiny human with messy hair and inability to speak, standing like frozen statue in front of me, I was starting to wonder. I moved slowly as not to scare her, I thought to myself. “We are scary and she is afraid”, Beast, my dragon half chimed in. Her big eyes were staring at me.. She clearly has not moved from where Valor left her. Not sure what was happening to her hair, and I could not decipher if that was the lo