Art by  xXxKirai_KainashixXx
this is my first story so if it sucks that's why

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The young girl stares through the store window, admiring a lovely black velvet cloak, decorated with a large pewter pendant. She could not help but admire the dragon engraving on the pendant and how soft the fabric looked, though she knew she could not afford it, at least not today. The short brown haired girl was walking home from the market and had spent a bit more than she had planned on groceries. Letting out a sigh she turned and walked down the stone paved road to her home, where she knew her beloved would be waiting for her. She smiled at the thought of him, knowing he would be wondering why it was taking her so long to get home.
As she rounds the corner, she hums happily almost skipping, then as her house comes into view her heart sinks, she stops humming and stands staring for a second. Something does not feel right, no lights are on in the house and from what she can see her yard is in disarray. Then she feels that her legs have started to move, as if they have a mind of their own, she is running as fast as she can, not stopping, not thinking until she reaches her front door. Gasping for breath, her knees almost buckle as she notices all the damage that has been inflicted on her home. The door is busted in, all the windows are broken, the shutters are hanging helter-skelter, it is as if a tornado set down upon her home and left everyone else’s around her alone.
Taking a deep breath she enters the house and almost starts to cry as the full extent of the carnage is revealed, tables are overturned, the couch is ripped to shreds, tv is busted and on the floor, lamps broken, it was as if anything that could be destroyed was. A sinking feeling builds in her chest as het thoughts almost immediately turn to her beloved, she calls out to him and looks all over what used to be their house for him, at the end of her search her knees buckle and she collapses in the kitchen sobbing. Where was he? Was he ok? Who took him? What do I do now?
Through a torrent of tears she notices a rolled up piece of paper, and after wiping her eyes she unrolls it and begins to read.

"We told you, long ago that we would keep you from committing these atrocities. If you will not heed out warning, then we will take the opportunity for you to commit such horrendous acts away from you. You will never see your little lover boy again.

Love, Zen"

While reading the note she feels something deep inside her snap and she know what she must do. Slowly she stands, her short, slightly plump form looking quite haggard from the days awful surprises, she walks over to a large mirror that stands in the hallway, it is cracked down one side but still somewhat intact. While gazing at her reflection she takes a stronger stance and lets the emotions pint up in her heart overtake her form. She is engulfed in rage, and terror, she feels herself break the old curse bestowed upon her by none other than Zen himself.
She sees herself start to change, her skin grows hard and turns golden as scales start to form. Then a shot of pain runs through her back, head and lower body, as the pain torments her she falls to her knees, closes her eyes and curls into a ball on the floor. Her body continues to change, her nails grow longer and stronger, a tail whips and flails behind her in agony an wings start to grow from her shoulder blades and horns begin to protrude from her skull. Her ears lengthen and then her nose and jaw structure begins to change, lengthening and contorting. She pants as the pain finally diminishes, rolling over onto her hands and knees she slowly stands up, afraid of what she will see. She stands in front of the tall cracked mirror and gazes at her old form. The girl is now a slightly taller dragoness, her skin is golden except for her chest, stomach, and the underside of her tail, which is a royal purple. She sighs knowing that her colorations give away the status she once held so long ago. She then remembers Zen’s letter, her emerald green eyes sparkle in anger and determination. The dragoness notices that her clothing is now a bit tighter fitting and will not hide her new form very well from prying eyes, she grabs a long hooded trench coat, folding her wings around her as she dawns the coat and then walks to the door. She knows that she must head to a friends house before she can save her beloved…. To be continued

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hope you enjoyed this..I will continue it later :3