Title: The Age of Dragons- Birth of the Tamer
Basis: my own idea. With a bit of Reign of fire idea in it.
Genre: Fantasy >_>
Characters needed: Dragons and human survivors.
Basic Title:

"And which part did you not understand?" A large scaled beast hissed at another, his eyes gleaming emerald that fades to a beautiful gold. Large spike like horns come from the back of his head, located right behind the elf like ears. Giant reptilian wings sprout from his body. The scales on him brilliant silver, long thick whiskers on his face fade to black, much like his long slender tail. "Humans are not prohibited to see us! No matter how trustworthy!"
The one he hissed at was a smaller beast, bronze in colour, small ram like horns just beginning to grow. His wings connected to his forearms, making his walk almost exactly like a bat. Large muscular back legs carry the weight of a huge tail. His eyes were red that faded to a black.

"I do recall you trusting humans..." The Smaller one snapped, glaring into the Elders eyes. "How dare you hiss your tongue at me when you are guilty of the same crime."

"And we paid the price!" The Elder hissed, trying his best to hold himself back from tearing the youngling apart. "We had to go in hiding!"

"Only because you wouldn't fight back!" The Youngling snarled, slamming his tail onto the cold cave floor. "You wouldn't let us fight! The humans would be nothing if you were to let us destroy their pathetic kind!"

"Killing off another species... No matter how pathetic, is not the way of the dragon. Dragon's have honour."

The youngling had enough of the Elders words, slamming his head into the Elders neck, he watched the Elder topple over. Smiling his whispered to the elder. "Honour? Hiding in a hole is not honourable... I will restore the dragon's honour."

"Vercingetorix..." The Elder hissed, barely managing to stand up straight o meet his opponents face. "Exactly how many dragons do you expect will rally to your cause? You attacked an Elder..."

Vercingetorix turned to the Elder and growled towards him. "I remember a time when you called me Son. I remember the time when I was proud of you father. But I have grown up, and many dragons are sick of hiding from a race whose power is nothing compared to ours..."

He attacked; Vercingetorix opened his mouth to bare the sharp incisors that many dragons feared. He breathed in sharply, and then, blew out, wicked flames spout from his mouth, licking his fathers face, and burning it, The elder cried out in pain, so loud, that every dragon in the cave heard, and knew Vercingetorix plan had begun. With the plan in motion, the human race begins to experience and odd chain of events...

* * * * * * *

You sit on board the plane, doing whatever, you just happen to look out your window and swore you saw a giant scaled bird flying beside your plane. You brush it off though, thinking it's just your imagination playing games with you.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, We will be arriving at our-"

A loud crash and tearing noise is heard, and the next thing you know, wind is rushing around you and when you look out the window, your tumbling down towards a charred black city, which you can see has burning cars, and buildings.

Another loud crash makes you turn around, a beam of fire slams into hull right behind you, incinerating everyone, and then, causing the tail to fall right off.

You scream, and cover your face, now free falling towards the ground, you feel a rough lurch, loud screeches, and then silence.

* * * * * * *

One of the few survivors of the plane crash, you are left to fend on your own as Beasts of Fire terrorize what's left of your used to be world. Around you, you feel the heat of the fire; hear the screams of victims being eaten alive or burnt to ashes.
Your goal, your mission is to survive. You must use any means necessary to survive the dragon's ruthless attacks, and attempts to devour you. Somewhere in the charred world, may lay the secret of the dragons, and how to tame them...

* * * * * * *

The brethren of Fire, your mission is to burn human civilization, and anyone who tries to stand in your way. Vercingetorix has given you the honour to fly in the skies you once ruled, make your leader proud.

Shinryu0: Sounds cool. Me like.

Mystic Clown: Oooh. Me likes. Rocket School sounds fun. ^^ Hehe violence, and stealing pokemon. Whats not to love? ^.^