prolog

 

“Arm your self!” Shouted the commander as he sped to the wall.

 “Man what id give to move like that whispered a solder to his comrade and life friend Joel.

“You have to be born that way you idiot. Now get to the wall, and remember wounded buys tonight.”Joel laughed shaking his head.

But he was not the only one shaking their head.

“If he only knew the prices for his request. Whispered a captain. She appeared to be no more then 15.

Joel and James ascended the wall to see what all the commotion was about. They reached the top as a jet of blue fire burned across the opening not two feet in front of them. They jumped back in to the youngest captain a girl of fifteen.

“Watch your step young soldiers a fall from this high may just kill YOU.” The captain snickered.

                                    “Yes captain Yona.” Joel said snapping to attention

“Ya whatever.” James snapped hating the fact Yona was a captain despite her age.

 Yona grabbed James by his thought and held him out away from the wall.

“Have a death wish?” Yona asked.

“Fight the dragons Yona not men.” A captain reprimanded her.

“There are dragons!” James gasped as Yona set him down.