Darkness.......

Endless Darkness.....

This is how the universe began...in darkness.

There was not the slightest glimmer of light, no sparkle in the vast abyss that was the beginning in time.

There was nothing..only darkness and the beings that lived therein. One of those beings were the dragons.

Beings of magic embodied. Pure and whole.

There were other beings in that darkness as well. Beings of malevolence and power equal to the dragons. At the beginning of time this was the Age of Primordial Darkness.

The creatures that lived in the black primordial abyss drifted and lived in their own thoughts.....until......

In the center of that endless darkness a beacon appeared, a bright column of light that pierced the shadows, blinding all but hurting none. This column swirled and changed, it's blinding light flashed ominously in the void. It's light flashed and grew ever larger untill the beings that called the primordial darkness their home were illuminated and saw one another. The light grew and grew in size and brightness until it was larger than any sun in modern existance. Then the light just simply..blew up. A million pieces of light flew through the primordial darkness, scattering and growing as their original form did. Though the darkness still reigned supreme, the light had come to wait and grow. This was the birth of the stars.....and the planets.

On each point of light, fire and ash formed, solidifying in form. As the eons passed life formed on these planets. Creatures of wonder and fear came to awareness. In the vast waters on one planet grew, aquatic life formed. Beings as big as the largest barge swam beneathe the turmoiled surface of the forming seas and oceans. On land there were just as many wonders. Great scaled beings that rivaled the dragons in size though lacked their majesty and power. Creatures filled the sky, praying on those that lived beneath them. Underneath of the earth life existed, creatures never meant to know the light of day fought their way to the surface.

These subterrainina creatures remembered the beginning of time, they had been there. These beings were composed of magic and now they had someting of interest to look into. The new forms of life that had evolved......

More centuries past with the ancient beings melding with the new, creating hybrids of their original selves. Horses with wings, monstrocities that lived on land and in the waters...hunting all, and eventually...the dragons found thier way to these planets. At first..the dark dragons found these new beings. The red dragons scoured the planets with fire. The black dragons created massive caves with their acidic breath. The white dragons created the northern ice caps with thier icy wings and power. The blue dragons terrorized the sea's. For a millenia they ruled the creatures that came before them.

Then the other dragons found their way to these planets. The sun reflecting off of their metallic scales. Seeing what their dark cousins were up to, the good dragons acted swiftly.

The War of Dragons had begun.

The First God's plan was carried swiftly and without mercy for the dragon's. It's new creation left nothing but dragonic bodies in it's wake...any dragons it found that were in the midst of combat....soon found themselves equals...
...Equally dead that is....

The creture's power was awesome to behold for those beings unlucky enough to cross the monster's path. It's speed was unreal. It's strength was callausal. The twin dragon spirits seemed to augment the natural abilities that had been borrowed from the other animals that constructed it's form and constitution.

Soon the once opposed dragon forces were compelled to unite against this new and common foe. The realization of what their age old war had done to the first inhabitants of the planet dawned on the dragon's. They had almost erradicated everylast being that was not dragon borne. They saw why this being had come into existance. It wasn't just killing the dragons, it was protecting the lives of the original inhabitants of the planet. The dragons that had vowed to stop their cousins from supressing these beings, had done nothing but help in bringing about their near destruction.

In a secret meeting, the wisest and strongest of the two dragon armies met. Long into the night they argued and bickered over how to deal with their common enemy. The great black dragon wished to slay the monster once and for all, the ancient platinum knew such a feat was beyond their forces, deminished as they were, so she offered to trap it. In trapping it the dragons could seal away the creature for all time. Or at least until a time when it's task was no longer required. Striking a bargain, the black and platinum dragon gathered together their generals and laid out a plan to trap the creture.

Using magic to hide thier most trusted lieutentants, the dragon generals set out to ambush the bane of their existance. While the dragon elders named the creature.

The called it...Chimara.

For weeks the dragon forces watched Chimara. They watched it...and learned. They studied it's habits, learned it's weaknesses, and noted it's fiercest weapons through staged confrontations.

The information gathered, the plan devised, the location chosen, all that was required...was the bait......

The dragon's chosen knew their assigment and the fate that was laid before them. Though they knew that their death had come, the being that slew them would be forever locked away from the world. Roaring their loudest, and shooting flame and ice into the sky, the two dragons fought as if they were truly at odds with one another. Sensing a confrontation among the dragons..after weeks of peace...Chimara took flight.

The Dragon Generals watche from a distance as the great beast approached the ambush sight. With a howl that split the mountains and brought lightning from the heavens, Chimara descened upon the two dragons....and the trap was sprung.

Springing from their enspelled hiding places, ten dragons unleashed the greatest spells they knew. Like lightning, great chains with tensil strength greater than anything known to modern beings formed around the beast's limbs. A glowing green slime filled the creature's mouth, sealin git shut. Caught unawares as it was, Chimara could not bring its' own defenses up in time.

Chained and gagged, the creature gazed upon it's captors with icy contempt, hatred, and an almost fearful look. Thrashing to get free, Chimara opened it's jaws one last time. A roar unheared like never before erupted the night like a meteor storm. The chains started to dig into the animal's flesh, drops of blood splattering on the ground.

Stepping forward, the oldest of the surviving dragons laid a taloned claw upon Chimara's wolven brow. It chanted softly, putting the beast into a deep slumber.....with the last of the venerable dragon's lifeforce.

Chained, gagged, and now put to sleep, Chimara was locked away from the world, far under ground. It's existance known only to the dragon's, it was wiped from histories pages