All was quiet, until the storm came. This was no ordinary storm, though; in the center was a black hole. It didn't suck up everything, though; only a select few would be chosen to go on the journey laid out for them by fate. Are you one of these fated few?

Ryuu hardly reacted to the raging storm that whipped her pale hair about her thin face; she was busy. She was hunting.

Well, hunting is a bit of an extreme word to use for it; searching was more appropriate. But still kind of hunting.

Ryuu's short form stood squarely, her back to the wind. Her cold eyes scanned the darkened horizen. It was close. So close that it almost hurt. It was probably right under her nose; she just needed to find it. Then the hundred years of searching - of hunting - would finally be over.

Until, that is, she was suddenly lifted off her feet by the largest gust of wind.

"HWAA!" Was all the girl managed to shriek before she was whipped into the sky by an annaturally powerful upward gust of wind, which pulled her slight form directly into the claws of the waiting form. Not that she was going to go down that easily.

The air ripped with a ripple of energy as the girl's small form exploded outward, her clothes ripping to shreds as her body expanded, growing scales, lengthening, thickening... In no time, instead of a small fourteen-year-old girl, there was a huge, white dragon. The dragon bellowed angrily, thrashing in the wind as it tried to escape that drafts and torrents that were pulling it's wings in different directions. It wasn't working; in fact, the wings acted as giant sails, pulling her faster toward the huge blackness...

She was spat into total darkness, landing with a loud whump on unfamiliar ground. The dragon growled, staggered to it's feet, and swung it's huge head about, trying to see through the darkness that engulfed it.