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A Red Dragon's Tale Ch. 3
Chapter 3: Making Some Friends
(David's POV)
I woke up, not remembering anything at first, but it all eventually came back. I realised that I still hadn't eaten. Then I heard knocking on the door.
"I'm awake. Can you let me get some clothes on?" I asked to whoever was knocking.
"I was told to take you to have breakfast, so I suggest that you hurry up." I couldn't recognise the voice, but I could tell that it was a male.
I turned my gaze towards the chest that I had looked in yesterday. Opening it, I found a red cotton shirt and an blue pair of pants. The shirt had slits that I presumed were for my wings, and also for the spikes that ran from my head to the tip of my tail. The pants had one large slit for my tail.
Putting them on was easier said than done. It took me five minutes to get my wings to cooperate, and even longer to get them into the slits. Thankfully the pants were much more easier.
I opened the door to see a purple dragon. He looked at me with a worried look about him.
"Ar
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Chapter 2: Arrival At Warfang
Chapter 2: Arrival At Warfang
The walk through the tunnel was an unsettling one, that was true. The place was almost dark, if not for the occasional torches that were placed on the walls.
The air was stiff, and it wasn't helping my injured wing. In fact, it had gotten worse since me and Hunter had entered the tunnel. It didn't help that I couldn't control the damn things, since every time I tried, I was rewarded with more pain for my troubles. While the walk was indeed uncomfortable, it did cross my mind that this was the same tunnel that Spyro and Cynder took to get to Warfang. And if I was right, there was an old temple near Warfang.
Heh, Warfang. It was quite the beautiful location, besides the fact that it was almost destroyed in the third game. I decided that I at least needed to know what to expect, just in case it had changed since the events of the third game.
"Hey Hunter, what does Warfang look like? I have never been there myself." I asked, hoping to change the mood.
"You don
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A Red Dragon's Tale Ch. 1
A Red Dragon's Tale
Chapter 1: A New World.
I woke when I felt something pulling me. At first my mind discarded it as a dream, but when I literally felt myself no longer touching my bed, my eye's shot open and my vision was filled with nothing but blackness. I screamed as I felt myself thrown into the darkness. My body instantly felt as if it was on fire. I felt myself dropped from the air before coming to an abrupt stop.
I groaned as pain shot through my back. I instantly knew I was lying on the ground but I didn't know why. I pushed against the ground trying to right myself, I felt the somewhat damp soil and grass, and I could smell the scent of rain in the air. I managed to sit up, but then pain went through my body.
Immediately what I first felt was my legs started to swell. I looked at it and almost yelled; the skin on my legs was changing into scales! I tried to stand up, but when I lost my balance, instead of falling backwards I fell forwards and pushed against the ground with m
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Remember these are just random predictions that MAY or MAY NOT HAPPEN!
1. Spyro may plan to overthrow Malefor and rule the land of darkness and destruction himself
2. Validor will somehow survive from the fall(maybe by the 'friendship bracelet's power'(if it does have power) or if the arrow missed his heart and Validor must've only faint from shock, not 'that he died')
3. Tj out of guilt goes on a journey with Blaze and Electroy to find Validor(while Snowfly is on the same route but only just to find her brother)
4. Cynder and her troops found Validor somehow survived and went to search for him to exterminate him while the other freedom fliers will guard Warfang while their gone.
5. Validor that's now traveling on his own finds Sparx(chapter prediction I found long time ago)
6: TJ and the others find the old guardians(AKA Terrador, Cyril and Volteer).
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Drago The Fire Dragon
Yay! Finally did it! Finally did my first ref! I did this as a gift to fyre-feathers for his/her birthday and for a friend of mine here on Deviantart. I hope this shows you all why I need people to make refs for me CAUSE I SUCK SO BAD ITS INSULTING!!!

I hope this is enough to convince you guys to help me here with digital art of my character. So I hope you're happy I made my hand hurt very badly doing this fyre-feathers cause I want you to know I'm supporting you and rurik-redwolf all the way till the end of Reign. If you want to use my character (IF) you can use it whenever you and rurik feel like it.

Anyway, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I'll see you guys next time!
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Chapter 3: Making Some Friends

(David's POV)

I woke up, not remembering anything at first, but it all eventually came back. I realised that I still hadn't eaten. Then I heard knocking on the door.

"I'm awake. Can you let me get some clothes on?" I asked to whoever was knocking.

"I was told to take you to have breakfast, so I suggest that you hurry up." I couldn't recognise the voice, but I could tell that it was a male.

I turned my gaze towards the chest that I had looked in yesterday. Opening it, I found a red cotton shirt and an blue pair of pants. The shirt had slits that I presumed were for my wings, and also for the spikes that ran from my head to the tip of my tail. The pants had one large slit for my tail.

Putting them on was easier said than done. It took me five minutes to get my wings to cooperate, and even longer to get them into the slits. Thankfully the pants were much more easier.

I opened the door to see a purple dragon. He looked at me with a worried look about him.

"Are you okay? You definitely took your time." He asked.

"I couldn't get my wings to cooperate at first, but I managed to in the end." I answered. His face changed to be a confused look, but it eventually turned into a smile.

"Well come on. I was told to take you to have breakfast before you went to the temple." I visibly perked up at the mention of food. He gave me another confused look. "Heh, I'll be the first to say that I didn't eat yesterday." I said. His face changed to be a smile again.

"Okay, but anyway, lets get going." He said. "Okay." I replied. I really needed food.

As we walked through the halls, I couldn't help but ask him about some things. Fortunately, he beat me to the questions. "I didn't get the the time to ask this when we met yesterday, but right now I can. Where did you come from?" I sighed as I prepared to tell him the lie that I had to live with while I was here.

"I-I never had a home... I didn't even know my parents..." I answered; sorrow clearly evident in my voice.

"I-I'm sorry to hear that." He replied. "It's okay. I've put up with it for a long time." I said. "By the way, I didn't catch your name yesterday. Do you mind telling me again?" He asked. I decided to let him know; I did owe him for letting me, a stranger, into Warfang. After all, I could've been a servant of this Dark Master. "Drago. What's yours?" I asked. "Spyro." He answered.

"Spyro, do you know a black dragoness, Cynder?" I asked Spyro. He nodded to tell me that he did. "After I talked with Terrador, she escorted me to my room. We talked a little, but when she asked where I had come from, I answered her question, and she just... became sad or something. Is she always like that?" I asked. "She's not always like that. She has a dark past where she served the Dark Master, but I showed her the error of her ways. She didn't serve him willingly; the Dark Master corrupted her, turning her into a harbinger of death and suffering. Even now, even though the Dark Master is gone, she still can't forgive herself for harming those that she killed while under the Dark Masters control. I tell her that everyone at least deserves a second chance, and we have to forgive those whose lives have been destroyed. It's hard for her to forgive those whose parents or children were killed by her when she was the Terror of The Skies, but she's managed." Answered Spyro.

I smiled at this, and we soon fell into silence, and despite myself I couldn't find anything to talk about. As the silence enveloped us, my mind started to wonder.

'I wonder if my family's noticed I'm gone yet?' I thought to myself. I knew they probably had. 'I wonder what they're thinking? How long will it take for them to file a missing person's report' My life back home had been a pretty predictable one. For the most part I almost never woke up before ten. In fact, the only reason anyone would see me at that time was because I had stayed up the night before. When I was awake I hardly left the house, and when I did, I either went to see my friends or go on holidays, or just go to a restaurant. It was weird, as I had always thought that if I ever went away, I wouldn't think about what my family would think. I guess I never realised how much I missed them.

"Hey, are you okay?" Spyro asked, quickly snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, I was just thinking about my parents. I wish I could have seen them before..." I trailed off, not for the last time. Spyro eyed me worriedly when he heard that. "You don't have to brood over your past. Remember, we all have a future ahead of us, so what I think you should do is look forward to the future. Who knows? Maybe you'll find your parents." Replied Spyro. I looked at him, putting on a smile. "Thanks, Spyro. You're a great help. I don't know what to expect of the future." I said. Spyro was quite friendly, and cheered me up a little bit. "By the way, do you know how to use your element?" Spyro asked. "No. Why?" I asked.

"Well I was asking if you knew, but I could tell you them if you want." Said Spyro. I decided to not disappoint him. "Yeah. Go right ahead." I replied.

"One of the elements is Fire, which I'm guessing would be your element. There's also Electricity, Ice, Earth, Poison, Fear, Wind, and Shadow. The last four I listed are quite uncommon, but there are those who know them. Also, after Cynder and I defeated the Dark Master, I repaired the world using my powers. When we came back to Warfang, there were dragons that knew other elements like Water, Telepathy, and much more. Not only that, many dragons also were able to control more than just one element." He said. I nodded in agreement; a dragon able to control more than just one element sounds like something from a fairy tale. But it was possible.

Spyro stopped for a moment before he pushed open the pair of large doors that led to the dining hall. I took in the spectacle for only a few seconds; there were so many dragons, cheetahs, and moles eating; gaining the energy they needed for the restoration of the whole city. I then saw Cynder eating at a table near the doors; obviously waiting for Spyro. She looked towards us and waved. Spyro returned it, then proceeded to the table.

As we sat down, I noticed Hunter coming over. He looked and saw me, then proceeded towards the table.

"Hello, Drago. I take it that your wing is better?" He asked.

"It's getting better. It's a bit sore, but nothing much." I answered.

Hunter sat his plate down, as he joined us at the table before turning his attention to Spyro and Cynder.

"We never got to properly catch up yesterday. How are you two getting along since the war ended?" Hunter asked.

"Not much. We haven't been able to spend much time together, as the restoration of the city has been taking much longer than we thought, and with the limited number of earth dragons available, moving the debris has nearly slowed to a crawl." Spyro answered, a hint of exhaustion in his voice.

"Plus, we're not sure how many dragons have actually survived the war. Volteer estimated that a few thousand might have survived, maybe less." Cynder added.

"Yes, Terrador informed me of as much. However, the cheetahs are willing to help in any way we can, Chief Prowles even sent out a messenger hawk to our distant tribes in the north and south." Hunter replied.

The conversation eventually ended, and the two dragons and Hunter started eating absentmindedly. Finally remembering my hunger, I took my first look at what was on my plate. I saw a large piece of meat sitting on the plate, and a quick glance at my "friends" told me they too had large portions of meat on their plates as well. I suppose being a large winged beast required a lot of energy to keep them going. As for Hunter, well, he was a two legged cheetah, and chances are that he was fast, and needed nearly the same amount of meat as dragons did.

Without further analyzing my situation, I began to dig in. Thankfully I had the common sense to grab utensils so I didn't look like a fool eating with my hands. Despite my late start in attacking my food, I quickly finished what was on my plate with a satisfied smile on my face. With nothing to do, I took a glance at the other's plates and found that they hadn't even finished half of their food.

The food itself was unlike anything I had tried before. What I thought to be ham had actually turned out to be something else entirely. I asked Spyro what it was, and he told me that it had actually been lamb. The food was so lovely, I could've just gone back to bed and slept, but I had to do some things, like getting ready to go to the temple.

Spyro, Cynder, and myself exited the dining hall, and started to make our way to the Dragon Elders. We were chatting with each other when we heard a voice.

"Spyro!" We looked to see a young pink dragoness tackle Spyro. "Wha... Ember!" Exclaimed Spyro.

Me and Cynder watched as Spyro tried to get Ember off. I couldn't help but laugh with Cynder at Spyro's attempts. Then, Ember looked at me with a shocked expression on her face. "Flame!" She exclaimed, as she tackled me.

"What... agh!" I yelled, as Ember tackled me to the ground. As she said things that I couldn't understand, I looked at Spyro and Cynder with a "help me" face. Fortunately, someone was there to save me.

"Ember, can you please get off of the dragon?"

I looked to see a red and yellow dragon walking towards us. Ember then finally got off of me and went to the dragon.

"Flame! When did you and Ember come to Warfang?" Asked Spyro; a small hint of annoyance in his voice.

"We came just this mourning. I thought a little surprise wouldn't hurt." Answered Flame.

"Also, it would have been nice to go out on a date with you again, Spyro." Said Ember.

"Now, Ember, you know that me and Spyro are more than just friends. Besides, you can't have two dates." Said Cynder. "I didn't know that you knew about the relationship between me and Flame! I bet Spyro told you of that!" Ember was about to go off; she was going to do something stupid soon if someone didn't stop her.

"Flame, Ember, can you two go? Spyro, Cynder, and this dragon were coming to us when you intervened."

I turned to see Terrador walking towards us, with two other dragons for company. One of them had yellow scales with a blueish-black underbelly, while the other had cyan blue scales with a similarly coloured underbelly.

"Ugh, fine." Ember turned towards Spyro. "We aren't finished yet, Spyro. One day, you will be mine!" She and Flame turned to leave.

"Spyro, Cynder, come with us. As well as you, young Drago." Said the yellow dragon.

As we reached a pair of doors, Terrador pushed them open, revealing a chamber that looked familiar to me. I quickly realised that it looked like the chamber in the Dragon Temple that held the Pool of Visions in the first Legend of Spyro game. Though I didn't show it, I was quite surprised by this, as it also had a small circle that was filled with a green liquid. 'Maybe that's what allows certain dragons to see visions. Dragons like Ignitus, if my memory serves correctly. That is, if this pool is like the one in the Dragon Temple.'

We sat down around the small pool. Terrador was the first to speak.

"Drago, you may not know the two dragons that I'm accompanied with. This is Volteer." Terrador pointed towards the yellow dragon. "And this is Cyril." He pointed towards the blue dragon.

"Uh, nice to meet you." I said, trying to be polite. They looked like they weren't as old as Terrador looked, but I could tell that they were a little old. (I struggled a bit at this part)

"Now, where should we start? Spyro, Cynder, when Drago goes to the Dragon Temple, you will go with him as well."

When Spyro heard this, he didn't like it. Going to the temple would mean that the restoration of Warfang would take longer to complete. Cynder, however, thought this would allow her to make the small friendship she and Drago have at the moment.

"I guess that would be okay, but why did you want us to go with him?" Asked Spyro.

"We believe that this would allow you two to become friends with Drago, and strengthen it." Said Cyril.

"Okay, we'll go."

"Good. Now, you two should rest up and gather what you need while there. Same goes for you Drago." Replied Terrador.

"Okay." I said, as me, Spyro, and Cynder got up to exit.

As I approached my room, I couldn't help but think about why Terrador decided to have Spyro and Cynder come with me to the temple. 'Why the two of them in particular?'

As I walked on, oblivious to what was happening around me, I was snapped out of my thoughts when I bumped into someone.

"Hey, watch it, drag-"

We looked into each others eyes for a few minutes; blue to green. She had cyan scales, with a dark blue underbelly. Her horns looked like icicles, and her tail blade looked like a miniature glacier. (I don't know how to describe Cyril's tail blade)

"I'm sorry. That was stupid of me to do that." I apologised.

"It's okay. You know, not many people apologise to me at all, other than my friends." She said. That caught me off gaurd.

"Anyway, my name's Drago. What's yours?" I asked.

She didn't answer at first, but she did eventually.

"Winter." She said.

"Winter. That's a nice name." I replied.

"Your's is nice as well." I slightly blushed. 'The name Drago must really suit me.'

"By the way, have you met my father, Cyril?" I was caught off guard again. 'She's Cyril's daughter! I should've realised!'

"Yeah, I have. In fact, I just met him a few minutes ago." I answered.

"Well, it was nice talking to you, but I need to go see my father. See you later!"

I watched as she walked off. I couldn't help but think of what just happened.

As I entered my room, I decided to read some of the books to pass the time. I learnt about a purple dragon by the name Malefor, who had tried to destroy the world, but was defeated by Spyro and Cynder.

By the time I had finished, It was already becoming night time. 'Damn, I read for a long time.'

I laid down on my bed to get some sleep. And that's when things started to get confusing.

(Some time later)

I opened my eyes to see white.

'What happened?' I thought to myself.

"Don't worry. You are safe."

I turned around to see a blueish white dragon, wearing a blue crystal around his neck. He looked like he was mysterious, and looked wise and full of knowledge.

My vision cleared to show that I was in a chamber of some sort. There was hundreds, maybe thousands of books on the shelves, and there was a large hourglass in the center.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am The Chronicler; a dragon tasked with the duty of chronicling the many events of the ages. every success, every failure, everything that has happened has been recorded here in this place. They even spread as far as nearly to the beginning of time." The Chronicler said; his voice just expressing authority.

"The Chronicler?"

"Yes. I also know who you are, but that will be for another time." The Chronicler said. "Before I became The Chronicler, I was called Ignitus, the guardian of fire. You are familiar with the other guardians, of course, but I cared for the dragon Spyro, as well as Cynder."

"I'm friends with them. Anyway, why did you bring me here?"

"I must tell you something. An old evil is about to return, and I believe that you are the only one who can stop him. I need you to not reveal this to anyone. Can you do this?" The Chronicler asked.

"Y-y-yes. Yes, I can." I answered.

"Good. Now, you must return. You must prepare for your journey to the Dragon Temple, David."

I was caught off guard. 'He knew my real name!? But how!?'

We said our goodbyes, and he sent me back to the world of consciousness.
A Red Dragon's Tale Ch. 3
Getting back into adding these to Deviantart. Don't worry, I'll make sure that I finish adding the rest of my chapters before I add the next chapter of A Red Dragon's Legacy on Fanfiction.net.

Spyro, Cynder, Hunter, Terrador, Cyril, Volteer, and Ignitus. (c) Activision & Sierra.

Flame and Ember. (c) Universal.

Drago and Winter. (c) me.

Anyways, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I will see you guys next time!
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Hey guys, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I want help with having some images for my stories to have a thumbnail for them to give you all a general idea on what the story will be like. Look at Pure Light on Smackjeeves and look at the cover. That's the general idea I want for the icons for my stories to be like; the characters in the middle on the bottom, and two sides on the back. The first one I want is less complex, more like a picture of the character Drago looking all cool as a 16 year old dragon. Or, alternatively, a picture where he's looking forward and has two sides on his face; one of him as a dragon, and the other as a human. Either one will work. I'll give an update to ask for the icons for the next stories once I've done A Red Dragon's Tale.
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I don't have any money, so I just want a picture for my story and upcoming stories later on. I recommend reading my stories on Fanfiction.net to get a general idea on what I want for the picture. Just send it as a gift art. (Also no handwritten art! I want digital art. Looks a lot more trendy and looks really good.)

Anyway, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I'll see you guys next time!

Drago the Red Dragon and the stories. (c) me.

Pure Light. (c) RusCSI.
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Chapter 2: Arrival At Warfang

The walk through the tunnel was an unsettling one, that was true. The place was almost dark, if not for the occasional torches that were placed on the walls.

The air was stiff, and it wasn't helping my injured wing. In fact, it had gotten worse since me and Hunter had entered the tunnel. It didn't help that I couldn't control the damn things, since every time I tried, I was rewarded with more pain for my troubles. While the walk was indeed uncomfortable, it did cross my mind that this was the same tunnel that Spyro and Cynder took to get to Warfang. And if I was right, there was an old temple near Warfang.

Heh, Warfang. It was quite the beautiful location, besides the fact that it was almost destroyed in the third game. I decided that I at least needed to know what to expect, just in case it had changed since the events of the third game.

"Hey Hunter, what does Warfang look like? I have never been there myself." I asked, hoping to change the mood.

"You don't know about Warfang?" He asked. I mentally cursed myself for my shortsightedness. All of the dragons in the Dragon Realms would know of Warfang. Why didn't I think of that?

"I don't know much, but I do know that it's near the old temple. Well, at least, I think it is." I said. Hunter seemed to buy it. "The market district is a sight to see, but the war has made it into a wreck. In the last days of the war, the Dark Master, Malefor, attacked the city. The dragons were able to hold off the Dark Master's forces, but just barely. The city was evacuated, but only now that the war has ended that people are returning to the city."

I couldn't believe it! Everything was just piecing together. This war, Warfang, Malefor the Dark Master, everything. "I'm sorry to hear that. If I knew about this, I would've helped…"

"Don't worry, it's okay. It's mostly the buildings that were destroyed. Nothing a decent amount of earth dragons can't handle." Hunter said. That cheered me up a little, but I couldn't help but feel guilty. Warfang would have been awesome to see.

"Anyway, how was it that you injured your wing?" Asked Hunter.

I gave off an embarrassed chuckle. "I got distracted, and forgot to keep myself in the air and crashed, and my wing hit a tree while I was falling. You know what happened after that." It wasn't all a lie; I technically DID crash, but not literally.

"Heh. I got broke my arm once in a similar way, but I had gotten scared, nothing more, nothing less." Hunter admitted. I managed to suppress a laugh.

Hunter looked forward in front of us. "We're here."

I looked and saw a spectacular sight; a large city surrounded by a large stone wall. It was true; most of the city was in ruins, but there were dragons, moles, and cheetahs working together to repair the damage. I was interrupted from looking at the city when Hunter called out to someone.

"Spyro!" Shouted Hunter. I saw a purple dragon look around and eventually look at Hunter. When he did, he started running over; looking like he wanted to chat.

"Hunter! It has been awhile. What brings you here to Warfang?" The dragon asked.

"I came to help out with repairing the damage that was done to the city, but on the way, I met this dragon." Hunter pointed at me. The dragon eyed me with a cautious look about him. "His wing is injured, and I decided to get someone to fix it." Said Hunter. This caused the dragon's expression to changed almost immediately.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Spyro. What's yours?" Spyro asked, holding out a clawed hand.

"Uh, Drago. The name's Drago. Nice to meet you too." I nervously said.

"Well, Hunter, I have to see to the restoration of the city, but Terrador will help you get started helping with the repairs. He's in charge of the city's restoration, and I'm pretty sure he would like to meet Drago. I just wish Ignitus was here…" Spyro replied. He looked like he was about to cry. "Well, I'll see you later."

"I'll see you later as well." Said Hunter. Spyro then turned around and flew off.

"Well, lets get someone to fix your injured wing." Hunter said. I nodded in agreement, as we made our way to the centre of the city.

Spyro was about to cry after mentioning Ignitus. I guess Ignitus was his father or something. I always thought it was Malefor, but I may be wrong.

The buildings were in a sorry state; some so damaged, it was impossible to tell what they looked like before the war. Try as I could, I couldn't even piece them together. This level of destruction… it just made me feel sorry for all the inhabitants of Warfang; they have seen so much destruction and ruin, and death. I just couldn't believe the fact that civilisation like this could stay together for this long, considering that this war was probably a frightening one as well.

When we arrived at Warfang's temple, I was amazed. It was MASSIVE! The sheer size was just incredible by itself.

We entered what I could only guess would be a hospital. There were many patients either sick or injured in some way. Me and Hunter approached a mole, who I presumed to be a doctor. If anything, I was ready to get my damn wing healed.

"So, what is the matter?" Asked the mole. Thankfully, Hunter did all of the talking.

"This dragon's wing is dislocated. It's nothing major, of course, but if you don't have time right now…" Hunter answered, but was cut off at the end.

"It's okay, I have time to do this. Besides, it's better to have it healed now than later." Said the mole.

He told me to lay on the bed so that it would be easier for him to heal my wing. I mentally was happy. At least my wing would finally stop hurting!

He asked questions, and also asked how I injured my wing, and I answered every single one that I could. If I couldn't answer, Hunter answered for me. It was until I felt my wing snap back into place that I was relieved to not have to worry about my wing hurting as much as it did before. He told me to move it around, and I managed to at least control the things.

The mole dug into one of its pockets and took out a red crystal. He then handed it to me. "Take this. If you need it, it will heal your wing, if you ever injure it again." The mole said. "Thank you." I replied politely. "You're welcome. Now, if you excuse me, I need to tend to some patients."

I looked at the red crystal. Somehow, the more I looked at it, the more it seemed to be familiar. Every time I tried to think why that was, it was like a piece of my memory was missing. 'Maybe it's just my imagination.' I thought.

I looked around and saw that Hunter was not currently with me. A quick scan of the room showed me that he was talking with a green dragon. 'Wait, that dragon looks familiar. Why is that?'

Hunter finished talking with the dragon and walked to the exit. I was about to join him, when the dragon stopped me.

"Greetings, young dragon. I am Terrador, one of the three remaining elder dragons. Tell me, what is your name?" He said, while holding out his hand for me to shake. His voice was full of dignity and authority, and his stature clearly showed this as well. Despite old age, it was easy to spot large amounts of muscle. His scales were a deep forest green, and his underbelly as well as his wing membranes were coloured brown.

I gulped in slight fear; he was BIG! Bigger than he was in the games. He was clearly several feet taller than me, and clearly had more weight. I decided to try and not make him angry. I didn't know how strong he was.

"D-Drago." I nervously stuttered. I took his hand and shook it, but I didn't expect his grip to be so strong! He almost crushed my hand with the sheer strength he possessed.

"Drago?" Terrador said. Something flashed in his eye, but I couldn't tell why that was. "Nice to meet you."

"N-nice to meet you too." He was scary, but I could tell anyone could get to know him if given the time. I noticed the many scars on his legs; he has seen battle, that's for sure.

"I heard that you injured your wing. Hunter told me what happened." Terrador said. I took this information in. "I have something to ask you. Where did you live before coming here?"

I realised that I would have to lie to him. I needed a very convincing story to convince him.

"I… I never had a home. I never even knew my parents…" I answered; trailing off at the end. I realised that I had started crying, so I tried to wipe away the tears.

"I-I'm sorry to hear that." Terrador said.

'He actually bought it?!' I thought.

Also, I had realised my fears were stupid. Terrador was surprisingly comfortable to be around, not to mention engaging in a conversation. Despite his rough exterior, I could tell he was quite friendly to those in need of help.

"I'm guessing that you don't know much about our history?" That was true; I don't know much, but if I remember correctly, I knew some of it.

"You mean, you want me to learn our history?" I asked. It was true, as I definitely needed to know at least most of it; any less and dragons would get suspicious.

"Yes." Terrador answered, confirming my question.

"Well, in that case, I would be happy to learn our history." It felt kind of weird calling their history mine, but I didn't have a choice.

"Good. Now, I'll have someone to take you to where you will sleep." Terrador looked around, trying to find someone who wasn't currently busy. "Cynder!" And from out of a crowd, a black dragon poked their head above the rest. After seeing Terrador, the dragon preceded to walk towards him, as well as me.

As she got closer, I realised that she was a dragoness. A beautiful one also; her black scales shining brightly, and she had a magenta red underbelly, and her wing membranes were magenta red as well. Her eyes were an emerald green, which seemed to shine quite beautifully.

"Yes? What do you need, Terrador?" She asked. "Cynder, meet Drago. He is new to Warfang and needs a place to sleep. Will you guide him to a room?" Terrador asked.

"Yes." Cynder answered. She looked at me before talking. "Hi, I'm Cynder. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." I replied in response. She was beautiful, but I knew that she already was in love with Spyro. And something told me that she still hadn't told him her feelings towards him.

As we walked down the halls of the temple, I tried to memorise the place, since it was so big. This proved useless, as Cynder broke the silence.

"So, where're you from?"

I sighed. Now I had to lie to Cynder. Things did not look good today.

"I…" I trailed off, sadness and guilt entering my body. Sadness for how sad my lie was, and guilt for lying in the first place. "I never had a home, nor did I know my parents…" Again, I trailed off.

"I…" Cynder tried to speak, but decided not to.

Now I've done it. In my stupidity I had made her sad. The mood was cheerful, but now, the mood felt dark and gloomy.

"Cynder, what's wrong?" I asked, trying to be polite and caring towards her.

"…" She didn't answer. I was about to ask her again, but she cut me off. "We're here." She said, as she pushed open the doors to the room that was where I would be staying while in Warfang.

"Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow." She said. She then walked away, and when she was out of sight did I enter the room.

I took it upon myself to read some of the books that were stacked on the bookshelves that were in the room. They were filled with content; from history and legends, to facts and even beliefs.

I laid on the bed and thought about what had just happened. 'Okay, I should not have done that.' I thought to myself.

I knew that she used to be the dreaded Terror of the Skies. She had killed many families as that monster, leaving behind destruction and fear in her path. After Spyro had defeated her, she returned to normal. 'She must still hate herself for what she did. Tomorrow, I have to tell her that I'm sorry for making her sad.'

As I got ready to sleep, my stomach gurgled. I mentally cursed myself before going to sleep.

(Hours later)

(Cynder's POV)

I woke up lying on my back. Sweat was covering my forehead. 'That was not a good dream at all.' I thought. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, I saw that it was still night time. 'Probably early morning.' I thought. I decided to go see if Drago was ok.

I walked to his door and entered the room. The first thing I saw was Drago sleeping without any blankets. I smiled; seeing him sleeping peacefully was something that cheered me up. I decided to make sure he didn't sleep the rest of the night without blankets.

When I put the blankets over him, I was about to leave when I heard someone speak.

"M-mommy?" I looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. As I looked around, when my eyes looked at Drago, I realised that it was him who spoke. As I walked closer to him, he started to talk in his sleep more.

"Mommy? Daddy? Where are you?" He said. 'He must be having a nightmare.' I thought. That, and all the sweat on his face. I decided to watch over him, just in case he woke up and needed to be calmed.

(David's POV)

The sight was horrifying.

Fire was everywhere, and I felt like I was melting alive. I tried calling out to my parents, but no reply came. Then, out of nowhere, I saw a large black dragon; flying right towards me…

"Ahhh!" I woke up all of a sudden, as quickly as the nightmare had begun. 'A dream! It was just a dream. But it seemed so real…'

I noticed the blankets that were over me. 'Someone must be in here with me.' I thought.

I looked around the room, and saw no one. Then all of a sudden, a shadow appeared next to me, seemingly coming out of the ground.

"Ahh!" I tried to get away, but was rewarded with hurting my wing.

"It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you." I recognised the voice. Cynder.

"Cynder! You scared me." I managed to say. "Sorry. I came to see if you were ok. Although, I didn't expect you to start having a nightmare." Said Cynder.

'She heard me talk in my sleep!' "It's ok, I-I'm fine." I told her. That was when I remembered what I did some time ago.

"Cynder, I'm sorry." She looked at me with a confused look on her face. "I didn't mean to make you sad. It was really stupid of me to do that…" My voice came out small, but audible. Cynder looked at me with a caring feeling around her. "It's ok. We all make mistakes, someday. And besides, I've dealt with it for a long time. I'm actually used to everyone thinking I'm still the Terror of the Skies."

"Yeah, but still, it was just stupid of me to do it." I replied.

"Anyway, did you ever know your parents? At least see a picture of them?" She asked.

"No, but I wish that I could see them again…" I tried to make sure I could keep my true past hidden from her, or anyone else for as long as I could.

That was when I started crying. I couldn't believe I was making myself look like a child in front of her! But, if anything, it is what she would have done in my place.

(Cynder's POV)

I saw him just start crying. He cried like nothing I had ever seen before. 'He must miss his parents so much. It's just so weird; he doesn't know anything about his parents. No names. No appearances. Nothing. It's like his memory was wiped of anything related to his parents. I realised, as I exited the room, that we shared some things in common.
Chapter 2: Arrival At Warfang
Thought I forgot to upload? Nope. I just have been going through moving. In 1 and a half/2 weeks I will have my internet back up, so that's good. I highly recommend DICE's Star Wars Battlefront. Also recommend Star Trek Online and The Escapists, since they're amazing! Also, read Ddraigtanto's stories since they're awesome!

Anyway, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I will see you guys next time!
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So I have finished A Red Dragon's Tale on Fanfiction.net, as you all know, and a fan talked with me with messages, and I got the coolest idea to add my fans OC's to A Red Dragon's Legacy when it comes out. It's going to be awesome, but I can't have too many, otherwise the story would probably only pick up after chapter 20. I just hope it won't. I'm not sure how many OC's I will add, but I will have a good amount. Anyone that doesn't have stories written that have an OC or two can even have that OC added to the story. So, if you have an OC, or come up with one, be sure to comment on things on the gallery or on my profile. (Simply put, anywhere on my account) Or if you're on Fanfiction.net, just PM me and I will see if they're good. They must be dragon OC's, but I will allow a few non-dragon OC's. Mainly dragon OC's that can use one or more elements. No purple dragon OC's, and no guardian OC's. No human OC's, and to be fair, anything that fits inside the boundaries of the story can be in the story. You must show me their age, gender, what personality they have, what species they are, what powers they have, and obviously their name. (Not in that order, but their name comes first unless you don't have one) All of these must be filled otherwise your OC can't be added to the story. Any special cases will be made some exceptions, such as any OC's that you don't want to have an element until a certain part of the story. Also their personality must make sense and must be equivalent to their age, with a couple exceptions like hatchlings. I will accept newborn dragon OC's, so you can have them born during the story's plot. Just put a 0/zero to show that its a newborn OC.

Now, onto a different matter, two years ago when I first activated my Xbox Live Gold, I played Titanfall and hated it so much. Recently, earlier this year, I got Titanfall on the Xbox One after I played the Titanfall 2 Pre-Alpha Mp Tech Test, because the customisation of the titans was extremely limited. (One of the few reasons why I semi-liked Titanfall) I played next-gen Titanfall and loved it so much! In one day I got to level 10, and in a very recent day I managed to get to level 21, which I never got to on the 360 even after playing possibly 200 games, when on next-gen I only played 2.5 days to get there when it took months to get to level 20 on 360. I highly recommend getting Titanfall, but only if you have an Xbox One. I highly don't recommend getting it on Xbox 360, since it sucks on that. Also, since the dlc is now free since 2015, its worth every cent. Unless you get it for $100, or you be me and get it for $30 alongside HAWX 2 and Battlestations Midway with one of those 3 for $30 dollars things. :P

Anyway, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I will see you guys next time!
Hey guys, I'm the Firesword Dragon, and I want help with having some images for my stories to have a thumbnail for them to give you all a general idea on what the story will be like. Look at Pure Light on Smackjeeves and look at the cover. That's the general idea I want for the icons for my stories to be like; the characters in the middle on the bottom, and two sides on the back. The first one I want is less complex, more like a picture of the character Drago looking all cool as a 16 year old dragon. Or, alternatively, a picture where he's looking forward and has two sides on his face; one of him as a dragon, and the other as a human. Either one will work. I'll give an update to ask for the icons for the next stories once I've done A Red Dragon's Tale.

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Jereth-Bane Featured By Owner May 16, 2017  Student Digital Artist
:la: thanks for the watch :happybounce:
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Mollish Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks so much for the watch!!
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FireswordDragon Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2017
You're welcome. You're lucky I went back through RusCSI's gallery and found that Dark Cynder and Dark Spyro picture. You do great art.
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Mollish Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hehe :) Thaaaanks!
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Draconet Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2017  Student General Artist
Happy Birthday 
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FireswordDragon Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2017
Thank you. Do you want to know how many of those I received through emails during my birthday? I got like 10 of them.

I'm still grateful. Thank you very much.
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Draconet Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2017  Student General Artist
*tight hug* Anytime :)
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FireswordDragon Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2017
Sorry if this is a little late, but I had to tell you something. On Fanfiction.net, I'm doing the sequel to my main Spyro story, and I've set up OC submissions cause I told my fans that I would be doing +20 chapters, and I would need some OC's to add some more characters to work with. If there are any Spyro OC's that aren't excessively overpowered (dragons that are purple dragons or are more powerful than the Guardians) that you have, send me a few either by a comment on the journal I posted saying I had opened OC submissions, or by private message either here on Deviantart or Fanfiction.net.

I'm happy that you sent me happy birthday too. It's not like I'm as popular as someone on YouTube who's REALLY popular.
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HolyCross9 Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2017
Thanks for watching me and welcome to DeviantArt!
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FireswordDragon Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2017
Been here over half a year. Just didn't add you as a watch.
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