[color=blue][h3][center]Graeden Yourshaw[/center][/h3][/color] [i]"You will understand very soon, go explore for now,"[/i] Dr Nidhogg answered and so that is what Graeden began going among the rows of eggs marveling at all the unique designs that each egg had. How were they ever going to bond with just one? Even then how would they know that such a partnership would work? Could a choice be wrong? Graeden pushed the negative questions aside figuring best now was to just go by instinct. He continued onward. His eyes caught hold of one egg after a few minutes. In varying angles of the light the scales danced with colors, shifting from a deep navy blue to black, sparking with the slightest of silvers that made it look like a starry night. He was drawn closer to the egg, somehow it called for him and all the others in the room did not matter after his eyes had set upon it. As he drew closer he could feel the hair on his neck stand up. He barely had put a finger on the egg when it moved ever slightly causing Graeden to leap slightly backwards in surprise. He could see a crack begin to form in the egg with the creature inside now trying to escape. Those who worked in the room suddenly appeared, beginning to take care of the situation with precision. A few minutes went by and a nose poked through for the briefest of moments before the rest of the face came out. The scales on the creature matched the darkness of a night sky with elegant designs of blue covering its body in various designs. Its eyes met Graeden who could only marvel at the shade of violet they were which seem to hold a spark of electricity behind them. Once fully out of its confined home, the process of cleaning off the remaining egg from it began and Graeden was pushed forward, where the towel in his hand came from he wasn't sure. He reached out and touch the dragon, a spark felt to jump from flesh to scale before they met and he could only gaze in wonder from the longest of times. "Apollyon," he whispered as the dragon looked around the world for the first time before ending on him. Her name was the only thing that seemed to matter, no more questions needed answered as everything seemed to be as it should be. In length she was as tall as he was if not more. She nuzzled him as he continued to stroke her scales with the towel to dry her off.