All around there was chaos. In every direction the echoes of blood-curling screams from people and dragons alike filled the air. The streets and sky ran red with the blood of the fallen. Fire rampaged through the center of the once glorious and golden capitol streets, with Ice close behind dowsing the Fire and crystalizing the bodies of those both dead, and alive. I watched in horror as all of those I loved were incinerated. I gaped at the sheer heartlessness of the other nations as they slaughtered everyone in their path. My culture was on the brink of collapse....The war was done. Ice and Fire had won. Set years after the Great War the peoples of Fire and Ice live in relative peace. Following the rebellion of the Lightning nation the remaining peoples have done everything in their power to protect themselves from any more conflict. Their protectors, the chosen Dragon warriors, must go at a young age to train together in order to eventually bond with a Dragon and serve in their perspective armies. This story centers around a warrior of Ice and one of Fire, that must stand up, if they wish to save their entire peoples from the past repeating itself.