Elizabeth's Story

Warning in this fanfic, there are mentions of depression, torture, death, gore, and suicidal thoughts and actions. Can't handle stuff like that. Read something else!

Also, the Fairy Tail mark is the Vermillion Family Crest that all Vermillions are born with. That appears in different colors and on different parts of their body. Elizabeth's mark is on her left shoulder in blue.

Before we start this story, I want to tell people about myself.

My name is Elizabeth Mavis Vermillion. I am 18 years old currently. I have long brown hair with a blue streak in it and crystal blue eyes. I always had on a blue dragon amulet necklace. My mother was Maria Angel Vermillion, and my father was Acnologia, the King of the Dragons. Which makes me half dragon and the Dragon Princess. The first and so far only half dragon that exists.

About 400 years ago, there was a war between dragons. The war was between dragons who think they should protect and live in harmony with humans. While the other dragons think they are superior to humans and that they should treat humans as slaves or their meals. When the good side was losing, the dragons gave humans power known as Dragon Slaying Magic to help them win the war. But, because the power of the dragons is very powerful, there were side effects. Most of the Dragon Slayers got motion sick, while some became corrupted by the power and went on a rampage. And there was one other problem, because of the Dragon Seed inside the Dragon Slaying Magic, the slayers eventually were turned into dragons. My father was one of the Dragon Slayers. That was corrupted by the power and went on a rampage. My father killed friends and foes alike and bathed in their blood, becoming more powerful. He gave himself the title the Dragon King. This war came to be known as the Dragon King Festival.

Years later, my father met a man named Zero who was known as the God of Destruction. Every war or horrible thing that happened in the worlds or universes, he was somewhat involved. Zero wanted my father to help him take over the universe and rule with him by his side. Because my father wanted power, he accepts, not knowing the consequence. Another few years later, something happened to my dad that changes his ways for good. He met my mother. My mother was in the woods one day and ran into my dad in his human form. My mother was known in her village as the fallen angel. She was beautiful on the outside and the inside. She had a heart of pure gold and sees people for who they are. People can mistake her for an angel fallen from heaven. Something about my mother drew my father to her. Later on, my father fell in love with my mother. She changes his point of view on things and treated him not as a monster but as a person. Because of my father's love for my mother, he was able to overcome the dragon's power, and he was turned back to normal.

Later on, my father told Zero that he didn't want any part of his plans anymore. Zero was furious, revealing that he was using my father to do his dirty work for him, and was going to kill him and rule the universe himself. (Man, that's evil.) He and my father fought, in that battle, my father lost his arm while Zero lost his leg. Zero vowed, that he will find my father and kill him along with my mother. After that day, my mom and dad went into hiding. Then on July 7, the anniversary of the Dragon King Festival, I was born. I look like my mom except for the blue streak in my hair, and my eyes were a combination of both of my parents. I was daddy's little dragon. My father and I were very close and hung out a lot. I was also close to my mom, but not as much as my dad. As soon as I learn how to walk, my dad taught me survival skills, different fighting skills, and to control my magic.

I had a happy life until my fifth birthday. Zero found us and killed my parents. I was hiding in a hidden room, and Zero didn't find me. But some kidnappers found me later that night and took me. The kidnappers took me to a place called the Tower of Heaven. There I was a slave like the other people. There were adults, men, women, the elderly, and even kids. I was the youngest that was ever taken there. For six years, I was there in that awful place, being tortured, abused, and starved. I was tortured more than the others because of my magic and because I'm a half dragon. Since I was young, I couldn't control my magic very well. When I was angry or sad, my magic went chaotic and cause a lot of trouble. I also didn't get along very well with the other kids. They think of me as a monster and stay far away from me. I tried very hard to get them to like me, but no matter what I did, they were still scared of me. Another thing is that the guards loved to torment me. They did nasty stuff to me to make me terrified so they can get a good laugh.

On my eleventh birthday, after all those years of torture and abuse. I had enough. My magic corrupted me, and I went chaotic. I snapped out of it when I killed the man in charge. I couldn't believe it. I killed someone. Everyone was scared of me, more than ever before. Feeling horrible for myself, I flew off. The next thing I know, I crashed landed from exhaustion, landed in someone's backyard, and blackout.

That was when I met my grandmother, Porlyusica. She's not my grandmother biologically. She was a friend to my grandparents, and when they passed away, she took my mom in. I heard from my mother that she was the kindest and most brilliant person she ever met. She was a famous healer. Though, it's pretty hard to believe now because she's nuts! She's crazy, delusional, and yells all the freaking dang time. Even in her sleep! Another thing is that she loves to hit me with her broomstick. Also, whenever company comes over, which is rare, she'll wave her broomstick up in the air and yell, "Go away you, filthy humans!" Yep, she was that nuts. I spent a year, mostly in bed resting and doing physical and mental therapy. It was the most horrible year of my life except for the years I spent at the tower. I had horrible nightmares constantly and had a lot of panic attacks. I never felt so weak and helpless till that year. I swore to myself that I'll never feel weak or helpless ever again.

Later on, I found a way to cope with what happened to me. Causing trouble. I would get into fights, and gang fights, causing fights and chaos. Basically trouble. Nothing illegal. The police let me go for the gang fights because they had been after these people for so long, and I wasn't involved with them. Plus they were afraid of me. Whenever I cause trouble, even when it is for a moment, I forget my past. But when it was those days when I can't handle the past and causing trouble does nothing to help. I would train so hard, non-stop, till I passed out from exhaustion. I would miss how my life used to be before my parents died. Before all of this happened to me. But what I missed most were my eyes. My eyes used to be beautiful crystal blue. Full of happiest and life. Now my eyes were dull and with little life.

One day, I met and became friends with a homeless street boy named Cobra and a neko girl named Millianna. Before them, I didn't have any friends. Mostly because people were either afraid of me or don't like me. Another reason because I'm not social, and I have trust issues due to my past. The last reason is that the people around her are stupid. Cobra's real name was Erik Vivdas though I didn't know that when we first met. We met while we both were running away from a gang. He stole something from them, and I got them angry. For a while, we call each other by the nicknames we gave each other. I called him Cobra because he reminds me of a cobra. He called me Dragon because me being the Dragon Princess, and my temper and personality are that of a dragon. Even when we knew each other real names, we still call each other by our nicknames. We met Millianna when she was bullied by some kids because she was a neko. They were throwing rocks at her. We made the bullies leave and help Millianna. She has stuck we us ever since.

I was somewhat happy for a couple of years till it happened. When I went to visit my friends at our hideout. I found them lying in a pool of blood. Dead. I don't know who did it or what happened. All I know is that I once again lost two people who mean the world to me and lost what little life I had left in my eyes. After their deaths, I developed a bad habit, of cutting. One night I had a nightmare about my friends and the next thing I knew I had blood on my arms from the cuts. Soon it became a habit. I never felt so alone until that moment. But there was one place in the universe where I felt like I belong, The Dragon World.

The Dragon World is the world where dragons originally came from. Not very many people know this, but dragons are the only creatures that can travel through worlds and dimensions. That's why you see so many of them in different worlds. Only dragons can go to the Dragon World. The Dragon World is concise of 12 kingdoms. The Fire Dragon Kingdom, Midday Garden. The Iron Dragon Kingdom, Peace Keepers. The Sky Dragon Kingdom, Sunrise Spring. The Lighting Dragon Kingdom, Autumn Plains. The Poison Dragon Kingdom, Beast Makers. The White Dragon Kingdom, Dream Weavers. The Shadow Dragon Kingdom, Midnight Mountain. The Ice Dragon Kingdom, Winter Tundra. The Sage Dragon Kingdom, Magic Crafters. The Nature Dragon Kingdom, Summer Forest. The Water Dragon Kingdom, Evening Lake. And the Main Kingdom, Artisans. After the Dragon King Festival, the Dragon World, and since all the dragons' kings and queens died during the war. There was no one to rule the Dragon World. The dragons were basically on their own. But they continued to fight for humanity. They travel to different worlds and dimensions to help humans form destruction. Also, the dragons' human forms help them a lot, especially in undercover missions.

After the worst year of my life, I somehow ended up in the Dragon World. The dragons heard about my existence and have been waiting for me. I immediately started my studies and training. While I learned more about the stuff my dad taught me and the dragons' history, etc. I learned powerful dragon moves, transform into 12 different dragon forms, and their secret arts, transform into two additional forms, transform into 4 powerful forms including my dragon form, transform into an itty bitty version of my dragon form, and currently learning the 4 Dragons Secret Arts. My wish is to make the Dragon World better for my fellow dragons. The dragons were a big help to me, especially during my rebound years, which I called my teenage years considering the amount of trouble I cause and how messed up I was. When I turned fourteen, I started going on missions. Some of those missions include saving the dragons from Gnasty Gnorc, Helping another world called Avalar from Ripyto, having them become part of the Dragon World, recusing the dragon eggs, reclaiming the other half of the Dragon World, and defeating the Sorceress. When I turned seventeen, I became the world's youngest detective.

It was about a week after my birthday, when I stumbled upon my neighbor's death. My grandmother had accidentally gotten their mail and she yelled at me to give it to them. That's the story of my life right there. Luckily, my neighbors were completely understanding, having to live across the street from us. Anytime, I'm tired of dealing with my grandmother, they let me stay in their daughter's old room, who was in college. When I got out of my house, my nose was immediately hit by a strong awful stench. (Dragon Nose) My eyes widen when I recognize the stench all too well. It was coming from my neighbor's house. I ran across the street and went into my neighbor's house. Luckily, the door wasn't locked. I immediately covered my nose and gasped when I saw their bodies. I called 911 and the police were heading over here. While I was waiting for the police, I did a little investigating myself. Be careful not to tamper with the crime scene. It's a good thing I'm a half dragon which means I have dragon senses. Also, I developed great observation skills during my time in the Tower of Heaven. Something on the victims' necks caught my eye. It was a cut from a knife. Specifically from a medical knife. You'll recognize these kinds of things. spending as much time in the hospital as I have.

So, the criminal has some medical knowledge. When I heard the police sirens, I immediately stood far away from the bodies. The police came and asked me questions which I answer very truthfully. I might be a lot of things but the four most important things about me are I'm not a liar, I will never abandon my loved ones, I keep my promise, and I'm not a murderer. I also told them about the cut I saw on the victims' necks But the police thought I was a stupid teenage girl who didn't know what she was talking about. So, of course, I had to take matters into my own hands. I started my investigation. I solved the case within a week. The chief was so impressed by me, that he gave me a detective job, right after I graduate High School. Making me the youngest detective ever. Now I'm solving cases while also being the Dragon Princess. Making my life very busy, and I was okay with that. What I didn't know is that my life is about to change for the better. All because of one important mission.

Few things you need to know. The Dragon World, Avalar is based on the Spyro Trilogy which is my favorite game. Also, I know there are a lot more different kinds of dragons. But to keep me from getting confused with all the different dragon types. These are the 12 main types of dragons. The other types are subcategorized into one of these 12 types. The cases in this fanfic are from My Roommate is a Detective. If you are into foreign shows and mysteries. I highly suggest it.