This is a story of a girl named Embyr Nova. Embyr or "Em" is a 16 year old girl with dreams of racing dragons like her father. However her father was sadly killed in an accident and her mother forbade her from racing so she would not suffer the same fate. What is Embyr to do? Read on and find out.
Chapter One
"NO! For the last time you will NOT Dragon Race!" Syrr yelled at her daughter for the millionth time that day. Things with her and Embyr had been rough ever since Byrnn had passed away. She had vowed to never let her daughter set foot on a Race Track let alone race on one. She did not want her daughter facing her husband's fate.
Despite all the attempts to change her daughter's interests and goals, they were for naught. Embyr's mind was set on Dragon Racing and nothing but. There was nothing she could do but keep avoiding the never-ending question "Can I Dragon Race?". It seemed that question would never stop.
Embyr Nova was a fiery girl with a "I can take on anything" type attitude. She had pale skin and hazel eyes. She also sported blazing red hair which was about shoulder length. She was 6'1 and very pretty. Her only goal in life was to be able to compete on the Dragon Racing tracks of the All City Circuit and show the world what she had.
Her dream was a bit dashed however by the fact that her mother had banned her from ever going to the Race Track. She hated mom for that. She made a secret vow to get on the Track no matter what it took. She was going to hold to that vow. Nothing was going to stop her from Racing!
Once Syrr had yelled "No!" Embyr decided to retaliate:
"Why can't I race? I won't die! Its not like I'm gonna drop dead in the starting gate!".
That set Syrr into a rage.
"How do you know? You could get injured in who knows how many ways! Think about what happened to dad! Think about that! You don't want to end up like him do you?" she yelled.
"I know about dad! I know that he would want me to race! You're just being a paranoid old scale!" Embyr yelled back.
"I am NOT paranoid! For that little comment you can go to your room" Syrr replied with a note of finality.
Embyr was fuming. She should race! She had the skills! The talent! The drive to win! She had it all and it was squandering because her dumb mother was so worried about her dying like dad.
She tromped off to her room in a huff. When her mom's back was turned she ran out the door to the Barn where her dragon Blayz was kept.
Blayz had once belonged to Embyr's father and when Embyr's father died, the dragon went to her. Mother had pad-locked his stall shut and refused to let Embyr take him out of the stall.
Embyr however had a trick. She knew how to pick a lock. She took a bobby pin out of her pocket and slipped it in the lock. She turned it a bit and it clicked open. She walked into the stall and greeted Blayze.
Blayze looks like this:
http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/Enbahan/DB/Phorrjy.pngHe was a beautiful quadruped dragon. His main draconium influence was red but there were certainly other colors in there. He nuzzled Embyr and sniffed her pockets for treats.
Embyr always had treats for her dragon and fed them to him. He ate them greedily.
Embyr stared at her dragon. She knew he was perfect for the Track. Oh if only he could race! He would be a winner for sure. He once was a winner and was a great racing dragon but since being padlocked into his stall, he had lost the will to race or win.
Embyr was going to change all that. She had a plan. At midnight she would sneak back to his stall and get him out. She would equip some gear on him and go to the one place she knew that would help her be a champ: Penn Stables.
She knew of Connor Penn and knew of his racing skills. She knew he would be willing to teach her to race and be able to train Blayze into his once proud racing shape. She knew her dreams of Racing would come to life. All it would take was a lot of luck and a dark night.
a/n: like this? This is a new story idea. I wanted to start something new!