Hi againfirst of all, sorry for the delay for my story, but there are three reasons:
-i'm out of inspiration. (so help me.)
-school T.T
-i have a new arsenal of games, so i'm "distracted"
and i'd like to hear something from the DA pepole out there!
CHAPTER THREE: Old friendsThere it was. The great dragon citty of Warfang lies ahead of them now. They started denscending. Close to the ground, a few amoured dragons came to them. "State your buisness in Warfang." one of the soldiers said. "We're here to visit some old friends." Spyro said. It was only then that the gaurd noticed Spyro's colour. "Oh, i'm sorry, you must be Spyro." "Yes, i am." "I am honoured to speak to you, sir." "Thank you." Spyro said a bit suprised. "Is there anything we can be of service with?" "Yes, we are looking for the elder dragons." "You"ll find Cyril and Voulteer in the GreCHAPTER THREE: Old friends
CHAPTER TWO: Meet Blaze.A strong wind blew him of his feet, and he smacked against the ground. He got caught off gaurd. "Wake up, you purple softie." He opened his eyes and saw a big black dragon. Just over 28 years ago, he would fight or run in panic, but he knew better now. The black young adult in front of him was cynder. She looked just like the way she was the day he set her free from the dark master, but now he was no longer one third her size. "What heapened?" "She did it."Cynder replyed. The big purple dragon was about to get back up, when suddenly something jumped on his neck. "How did i do, daddy?CHAPTER TWO: Meet Blaze.
CHAPTER ONE: New facesThe young blue dragon was slammed into the wall, recoiled briefly, and attacked.CHAPTER ONE: New faces
The great green dragon responded with a simple movement of his wing, throwing the blue dragon back again. He rose above the young dragon, took a deap breath and said "not bad for a first try..." He turned his attention to a small group of young dragons who where participating the fight. "Is there anyone else who thinks he could do better?" Most of the dragons replyed with a nod or with "no sir" Then a young red dragon suddenly said "Sure, wil see who is the best of clas..." terrador looked at him and thought "I know only two d
Prologue"It was 25 years ago, when this task was given to me." "25 jears i have not seen their names writen in the books, as if they don't want to be found." "But there is good news too." "The dragon race was thought to be near extinction, but when malefor was defeated, all over the land small groups of dragons came from theyr hiding places, and came to the dragon city warfang." "My good friends terrador, volteer and Cyril are teaching and training the new generations, and i , Ignitus, am proud to see the world flourish and shine once more." "yet i wonder what heapened to them..."Prologue
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