Nocturnal

It was a dark and red fog smothered night, the moon shown bright through the disease ridden wasteland and not a resident in sight, all was quiet until a gaping fleshy mass in the ground burst and a seemingly lost parentless egg rolled out. There was a crack through it and all hope seemed lost for the egg until the kind mother of rot herself appared over the egg, She could sense the warrior spirit in the forming body of the hatchling, It's colorless grey body inside was fading fast however so with her devine grace covered the egg in a nest made of night and the purest pulsating festering flesh to cover it and keep it safe. She flew off leaving the egg to grow on its own but kept her eye on it and excitedly watched as a matter of days it grew and at last hatched out a dark colored Guardian. His eye's as red as the freshest of blood, his scales as dark as a new moon night, his goatee magestic and gleaming in the warm ooze covering the land, He seemed to have carried out as strong and powerful as she had hoped and swooped from her plague fueled tower to greet the new blood. Her voice loud and raspy as if hardly ever used, "Hear me Guardian of Rot for i have graced you with life of the sick ones, You shall be my champion, a Warrior of Plague. Your clan will serve me highly one day and you will be their leader. I grant you the peice of land you were formed on and a mirror companion to guide you. Spread the sickness pridefully little one, you carry my favor honorably." with that the large rotting Dragon swooped up and off disappearing into the smog filled skys above leaving the Guardian alone until a female blood colored mirror appeared beside him, her voice high and raspy, "Greetings Guardian of Rot, I shall be your guidiance. My name is Saddie, Short for Sadistic but we haven't time for explaination, come along!" her words quick paced as if hyper from a meal dripping off her jaw and the Guardian keeps up fairly easily from her short jumping and flutter bursts on the ground. The new Guardian not used to the tarain having problems stepping along wincing from the occasional prude from a bone or squish from a festering boil on the fleshy mass of ground beneath them.

As Night begins greets the two journing dragons and they stop and rest for the evening, the spry Mirror barely fazed by the harsh tarrian while the Guardian's clear signs of struggles tell otherwise. He relaxes by the small fire until it goes out from a gust of wind from an approaching Nature Spiral swooping down ready to attack the two. Saddie easily dodges the attacks but the guardian gains a few scars not being so lucky, He refuses to go down however letting each blow hit him until the sun finally sets and the area hits an eerie darkness that makes saddie even shiver. The nature Spiral against their better judgement decides to stay and Saddie lunges at it trying to chase them off but instead greeted with a firm swat of the tail to her face making her skid and slam hard into a nearby broken tree unconcious. The sight enrages the large Guardian and the night makes his fierce red eyes glow like flames in the dark as it appars the darkness engulfs him making the Nature spiral confused as they look around trying to find him, they get unnerved from the feeling of being watched and decide to fly off until feeling a large clawed hand clutch them tightely crushing them, the spiral gasps for air and to their horror seeing a large black dragon with burning red eyes growling at them, they go to cry out but only get greeted with a lung scrotching pain as their crushed and the large guardian opens wide and tares into the smaller nature spiral ripping its insides out and tossing it to the ground slaming a clawed hand on it and running to Saddie licking her face and watching her awaken looking around and spying the spiral being devoured by the ground. Her red eyes look to Nocturnal and she wipes some of the gore off his fresh wounds, her creepy mirror smile pleasently looking up at him, "T-thank you Guardian of Rot." she shakily and quietly stutters out and the Guardian raises his head high looking out into the night, "My name is Nocturnal, Warrior of Rot and Guardian of the Night." Sadist cackles for a moment grinning devilishly, "Good. Now lets find a place to build a clan, yes?" the two quickly disburst the scene and continue there journey forward eventually finding the perfect shadowed pulsating cavern surrounded by dead things and decaying trees. In time the two lay a nest feeling connected with one another, the three eggs hatch into fiesty kin, two whom leave to find their calling once matured but the third as dark in tone as her father remains in the clan taking the name Tricky for her enjoyment of pranks and scaring dragons nearly to death.

The finale days for Saddie's guidance upon the clan strike and Nocturnal lays his head low nuzzeling the small Mirror's nose before Plague Mother swoops down gracing her back to her, For now its the last to be seen of that sadistic Mirror but clan legend states her return some day from a misguided mistake taking her from the clan, It is said she will return in person or recarnation however it is not known then. Till now the large dark guardian awaits her return egarly.