So, if anyone reading this is one of my usual readers, I need to make a confession. As you well know, I have been figuratively very dead when it comes to fanfiction. My other more active works which are My Hero Academia stories are all on hiatus for two reasons.

First, I'm trying to change my professional life. Changing the direction of my career to something I more inclined towards is both liberating and daunting and I'm in need of all my mental capacity. Plus, writing stories doesn't cover expanses and I dedicated way too much time and energy to writing.

Second, while I have a base idea where my MHA stories will go in the immediate future, I don't have an ending planed for either of them. Therefore, I'm waiting until the manga ends before I go back to them.

In the mean time I've been watching netflix shows and got an interest in the Dragon Prince. Reminds me of Inheritance Cycle a little, books that I enjoyed growing up with.

So for now here's this simple story. Hope you enjoy it.


A Very Opinionated Prologue

Long ago, Xadia was one land rich in magic and wonder. In the old times, there were only the six Primal Sources of magic.

The Sun.

The Moon.

The Stars.

The Earth.

The Sky.

And the Ocean.

Very grand and fantastical, wouldn't you say, dear reader? Just the intro oozes of mysticism. Joy!

But a thousand years ago – seriously, why its always a number of years ending in a cadre of zeros? Why not 999 years ago, or 1001? Damn obligatory need for grandeur and easy to remember details! – anyways, a human mage discovered new magic - the seventh source. It used the essence within magical creatures themselves to unleash dark power. Because, dear reader, 'dark' equals 'bad' and 'light' equals 'good'. No exceptions. Sounds a tad racist, if you ask me. I mean, anthrax is bad and white.

Horrified by what they saw, the elves and the dragons put a stop to the madness. They drove every last human to the west. How it happened, I'm not going into details. Because it would be spoiling, you ask? No, because the writers haven't thought of the details, yet. If they ever will, seeing season 4 is all but forgotten.

And so, the continent was divided in two. In the east, the magical lands of Xadia. And in the west, the human kingdoms. For centuries, the King of the Dragons himself defended the border.

The humans called him Thunder, for when he spoke, his voice shook the earth and the sky. An apt description, I admit, though the name is quite unimaginative. Personally, I have one that is both imaginative and apt to describe him: Big-bearded Jackass. Because that's succinctly what he is.

On with the tale; on the eve of last Winter's Turn, the humans used unspeakable Dark Magic to slay Thunder (aka Big-bearded Jackass). But know that the good Dragon King (aka Big-bearded Jackass) did not die unavenged; for in his last moments of life he turned to the human king who fell him and placed upon his offspring two equally, dastardly, horrifying curses, dictated by the moon. The King's blood son would suffer whenever the moon was full. And the King's surrogate son would suffer whenever the moon was new. Henceforth they would become known as...imagine drum rolls, please...the Cursed Princes. DAN! DAN! DAN!

Yeah, right! A Sky dragon cast two moon-oriented curses. Right, I'm sure even by reading this you can see my eyes rolling. Yeah, sure…NOT!

Okay, enough about my narrating and on with the real story, or whatever. It's not like this fanfic will last long enough to reach my grand introduction, anyways.

- Aaravos of the Startouch Elves


So that's the intro.

The first actual chapter is already half-finished. Originally I was going to start with two chapter, each one detailing how each curse started afflicting Callum and Ezran. But those chapter were way too long and complex, so I figured I'll make them flashbacks further on the story.

Another thing is, I don't have a conclusion planned for this, so I'm open for suggestions. Any ideas you have, any thoughts you'd like to share, go ahead.

Finally, since the curses started right after Thunder was killed, by the time the first episode, Ezran and Callum have been cursed for months and have slightly adapted to their conditions. Adapted, mind you, that's doesn't mean it was an enjoyable process. Plus, the curses affect personality dynamics and relationships, especially surrounding Callum.