Author Notes - So I took a really long break from writing and decided if I was going to come back I would need to rewrite my story from the start. So here is my story starting fresh and this time I will make regular updates and finish it.
Disclaimer - I do not own "The Legend of Spyro" game series or any of its characters. I also do not own "Falling in Reverse" or their song "Raised by Wolves" that is mentioned in this chapter.

Chapter One - The Familiar and The Not So Familiar

Here I sit, in the same fucking detention room I seem to wind up in at least once a week. This is pointless I swear I don't even know why I come to school anymore. Not like it's my fault that the people in my "authority" are idiots, or that people like to pick on me and not expect me to fight back. My name is Donovan Wolf Night, my friends call me Wolfy and my enemies have a whole book of shit they like to call me. I'm 16, only about 5'10, and pretty damn skinny so people tend to mistake of thinking I'm not very tough. That combined with my long black hair, pale skin, and grey eyes that aren't very common makes me a perfect target for assholes to pick on, until I teach them otherwise. Oh yeah and bisexuality isn't really a super commonly accepted thing in the south either, so that doesn't help. Anyways I'm sitting here because today I taught a new dumbass why it's not the best idea to talk shit about me, it went down like this. I was at my locker minding my own business when this new kid Jonathan walks up to me and thinks it's a good idea to start making fun of me "Oh look here, this faggot thinks he's something else with his black and pink edgy hair and skinny jeans. Anyone ever tell you how much of a faggot you look like?" he said smirking at me. I had heard just about everything in the book at this point so it didn't really bother me to much and he was new so I thought I would cut him some slack and not beat the shit out of him right off the bat. "Nice haven't heard that one before, look you're new so I'll cut you some slack here walk away right now and we won't have any problems" I replied calmly trying to hide my anger best I could. "What the hell is some skinny prick like you gunna do to me? You couldn't do shit if I was half asleep with my hands tied behind my back". At that point I was getting pretty pissed and I was done hiding it, plus a crowd was starting to form and I'm pretty sure some of them knew what was about to happen. "Okay you're starting to piss me off, walk the fuck away or I swear to whatever God you believe in I'll wipe that smirk off your face along with the blood from my knuckles" I said while looking him straight in the eyes. "Bet you won't you little bitch" he retorted while flipping me off. I was About to go ape shit on him but as soon as I took a step forward my friend Andrew walk between me and Jonathan with his back to me.

Andrew was far taller than me at about 6'1 he had blonde hair, blue eyes, and tan skin. He was just about as skinny as me, but unlike me he really wasn't all that tough and that didn't help in the current situation. "Donovan just walk away you don't need to go to detention this week" Andrew said trying to calm me down, "As for you I heard you're new look just walk away and act like this never happened". Jonathan looked at Andrew as if sizing him up before replying "And who are you? His boyfriend" I could hear faint snickering throughout crowd around us with that one, I really wanted to teach this guy a lesson he deserved it so much at this point. I could tell Andrew was a little bit embarrassed by that last comment too even though he had a girlfriend so I really shouldn't have bothered him too much. "fuck off" is all Andrew said before he grabbed my by my shoulder and started dragging me away. "Awe that's cute the little faggot couple won't fight" Jonathan said as we walked away. That was it, that was the snap on the synapse and I was fucking done with his shit. I got out of Andrews grip and rushed back up to Jonathan and used my momentum to throw one hell of a punch into his stomach, and as he doubled over in pain I threw another one to his jaw that knocked him onto the ground. I heard school security running towards us as he was bent over on the ground bleeding out of his mouth. I knelt down and looked him right in the eyes "If I hear you talking shit about me or my friends again I won't give you a warning". Right then school security arrived and Jonathan to the office, he told some bs story where he was purely a victim and of course they believed him. In the end I wind up in detention and he winds up with a broken face and reputation.

I went over all of it a few times in my head while sitting there bored out of my mind before finally letting out a quiet sigh "worth it". The Hawkeyed teach standing at the front of the room looked directly at me as soon as I said that, I realized what was coming next and I just wanted to slam my head into the table. "Night" she said in a calm cold voice. "Yeah" I replied pissed that I was about to get punished for nothing. "You shall write me the following line 100 times before the bell rings in 1 hour repeat after me "I, Donovan Wolf Night, Shall not speak while I am in detention for disobeying school rules against fighting"

Later that day, right after the bell had rung, I ran down the hall and right out the main door of the building. As I ran I only had one thing on my mind, today was Friday and there was no way I was going to be late to practice again. The neighborhood that the school was in, and that all of us lived in besides me, wasn't particularly good; but this is where they had agreed to practice since moving an entire drum set would be much more difficult than the others just bringing there instruments. Plus we figured going to my house to practice wouldn't end well as I lived in the stuck up part of town, and a noise complaint would surely follow only a few minutes of us playing, on top of that my foster parents didn't really like the music we played. As I walked up to our drummers house I took a quick glance behind me and saw Andrew. Andrew was our bassist and we usually raced each other to practice, it was kinda cute that he was still trying to beat me despite not having won once yet. "Hey Wolf wait up" he called out trying to get my attention. "Damn you... run fast Wolfy" Andrew said between gasping for air, He looked like he was nearly about to pass out. I gave him a playful punch in the arm that knocked his panting friend back a step. "Come on I wasn't that fast, I'm sure you'll beat me next time" I said trying to hold back a laugh, but it slipped out as a giggle. "That's what you said twenty-seven times ago!" Andrew protested still trying to get ahold of his breath, "Twenty-Eight now" I corrected. Andrew caught his breath and looked leaned against the wall next to the door of the house. "So, what did they make you do in detention this time?" he asked. "Same old shit write lines, do work, try and tell me not to do it again". "Maybe you should stop fighting over meaningless stuff". "Hey, I gave him a chance when he was insulting me but then he went after you I wasn't just gunna stand around and do nothing!" I protested, I could feel my face beginning to blush slightly "I'll stand up for my friends… especially you". I looked up at Andrew and knew he could tell I was blushing. I was nervous, I had never made any suggestion at all that I had any interest in Andrew before at least not around him. "Hey" he said softly "It's fine I get it". "No, you don't!" I cut him off, I wasn't quite sure what I was doing but… well I don't know I just gave up trying to hide it, "I kinda, like you…" I trailed off at the end thinking about how I might have just completely ruined a friendship. Everything was silent for a little bit before I felt Andrew's arms around me, hugging me. "Donovan, I know… you know I'm okay with what you are but I'm just not like that, I'm sorry; but you're still one of the best friends I've ever had Wolfy we just can't be together". "I… I know, sorry" I said almost to quiet to hear. Damn it this day, this day can't get much worse. "Are you going to be okay?" Andrew asked. "Yeah c'mon let's just go practice, forget I said anything". We walked up to the door and knocked on it, then we waited.

After a few seconds the door opened and we saw our friend's head pop out of the crack in the door, with the chain lock still hooked firmly in place. It was Marcus, our drummer, he looked excited to see us here. Marcus was about 5'11 and heavy set, he had dark brown skin, short buzzed hair, and dark brown eyes. He looked slightly surprised before speaking "Oh you guys, I didn't really expect either of you to show up today after I heard about what happened to Wolf". "Yeah, well apparently they thought they would cut me some slack and just gave me I.S.S. instead of full suspension, probably because my grades couldn't take the hit of me being out of school". Marcus laughed a little before taking the chain off the door and letting us in. Me and Andrew walked in and followed Marcus to the garage where the drum set was. It sat in it's usual spot at the back. Marcus called out to his younger brother, their backup guitarist "Jack get your sorry ass down here or we're starting without you". We waited for a response before Jack yelled from upstairs "Hold on a hot sec", soon followed by footsteps as Jack ran down the stairs and into the garage. Jack was the youngest of us, he had a different mother so his skin was much lighter than Marcus's although his eyes where about the same shade. Unlike his brother though Jack had a mohawk that was shaved on each side, and was about average height and weight for his age. "Oh shit wolf, didn't think ya'd show up after what Marc said happened". "Yeah well.." I didn't much like Jack, he was always so annoying with his fast paced younger voice, and I really didn't feel like talking to him after earlier. "kay then.. anyway we gunna start or not" Jack asked anxiously. "What song are we playing today?" Marcus asked. "Raised by Wolves" I replied "yeah I'm in that kinda mood". We all took our positions and tested our equipment before we began playing, I joined in seconds after we started "I was lost now I'm found, I'm sustained by the sound, of the angels singing me to sleep, while my feet are leaving the ground…"

After practice I began to walk home, after about a minute I noticed Andrew running up to me from behind, so I stopped and waited for him to catch up. "Hey wolf… are you going to be okay?" he asked, he seemed legitimately worried. "Yeah it's fine… I'll be fine" I replied hoping he couldn't tell how bad I felt "listen just forget about it, and don't worry about me I'm tough". He smiled before saying "Okay man, hey I'll see you tomorrow at school okay?". I just nodded and began walking again, Andrew turned and began walking back to his house… or maybe his girlfriend's house; god damn it now I'm jealous. I walked for a while before I noticed that it was starting to get dark so I picked up the pace and began to jog. As soon as I did I heard a voice from behind me "Hey i found him". I looked back to see a group of tough looking guys begin to run after me, I broke into a sprint almost instinctively. I ran for a while as they chased after me yelling at me to stop and just make it easy on myself, before I came to some woods that I normally explored in my free time and decided I could probably lose them in there. I made a sharp turn into the woods and kept on running. I heard one of the guys from the group talking to the others "I'm not following him in there and getting lost, just to get payback for some guy we barely know". Wow, Jonathan can't even fight his own battles, he's gotta hire some other thugs to do it for him. "Forget it we'll just tell him we did it and keep his money, make sure you say most our hits where on his back and chest if he asks about bruises". After hearing them give up I waited about a minute before deciding that going back home through the woods would be the best idea.

I continued deeper into the woods letting my mind wonder as I lost track of time. All the thoughts of what had happened throughout the day came into my head and I began to feel the sadness of being rejected by Andrew. I mean I kind of expected it, I didn't think he'd ever go for a guy, I'm so stupid for even saying anything. Trying to move off of those thoughts I began thinking about Jonathan. "What a wimp, can't even at least try to take revenge himself" I spoke to the empty, dark, fall forest. As I continued wondering, blinded by rage and sadness I got lost. "This isn't right" I thought to myself, I knew every inch of this forest. I continued wondered in what I though was the right direction but I couldn't quite tell; all the forest around me looked unfamiliar. At some point I stumbled upon a small drop that seemed to be made by an old stream. I hoped right of the edge having to roll as I landed to help break my fall. I swear that looked shorter than that from the top. I turned around and noticed a strange arch pressed up against the rock, right under the ledge I had just jumped off of. Curios as to what it was, I walked under it and felt the inside. It seemed unnaturally smooth and I figured it had to be man-made. I walked inside of it still feeling it trying to understand what it was and then I stopped moving, not because I wanted to but because I couldn't. It seemed as if my body had just been disconnected from my mind and I just couldn't move no matter what I did. I began to lose feeling in my limbs as numbness crept over them. I began panicking as the numbness spread, as it neared my head my vision began to blur and the last thing I saw was a flash of light before I passed out.

I woke up and had to cover my eyes with my hand as I was looking right at the sun, It's light was blinding I must have been out for a while. I sat up but too quickly and my vison got dark again and I almost passed back out, but I managed to stay conscious. I sat there for a moment confused as to what was going on I had never seen any place like this anywhere near where I lived. I was sitting in a peaceful looking valley surrounded by cliffs too large for me to attempt climbing in my current condition. The grass was tall and green and there were a few trees scattered around the area I was in, it was… pretty. I quickly took my backpack off and slung it around onto my lap searching through it I found my phone. I unlocked it and went through my contacts to Andrews name and clicked it. The phone didn't even ring, no service, I tried again and again but there was no use, I was in the middle of nowhere. I put my bag back on my shoulders and slowly stood up and noticed a stream of water nearby. I suddenly felt how dry my mouth was and how thirsty I was. I walked over to the stream and knelt down beside it, the water looked clean but too clean to be from where I was from. I scooped up some water in my hands and splashed it on my face, before scooping up some and sipping it from my hands. It tasted pure and clean so I went ahead and drank some more before getting up and trying to get some sense of direction. As I looked around I noticed some smoke in the distance and figured that was my best bet at finding someone who knew where in the hell I was. I began walking in the direction of the smoke, as I walked my mind raced trying to figure out how I got here. Maybe those thugs found me and took me out here, but a place that looks this different had to be at least a day drive away; plus I can't think of why they would do that anyway. Ideas kept rolling on through my mind of how I could have possibly gotten here, but I couldn't find a single logical answer. I just kept on walking thinking that maybe if I got to the source of the smoke I would find some answers.

I eventually got to the source of the smoke, it was what looked like a village surrounded by wooden wall made of whole logs stuck into the ground side by side and bound together. Part of me said to be cautious but I needed to find out where I was, and plus… I was curious. As I got closer to the wall I could see some people walking on it this made me anxious, finally someone that might have some answers as to where the hell I am. I broke into a sprint, but only for a short distance because as I got a little closer I noticed something strange about the "person" that I saw. The thing that I saw looked like a fucking cheetah, I didn't know whether to be freaked out or excited as hell. Either there was a furry convention I hadn't been told about or there was an actual anthropomorphic cheetah walking on the wall of a village in the middle of nowhere. Considering everything that had happened to me I went with option two as illogical as it sounded. I approached with caution now, knowing that this couldn't be home, this couldn't even be earth. "Where the hell am I" I whispered to myself. I neared the wall and the cheetah, I could now see that it appeared to be male, he had what looked like leather armor on and he was holding a bow. He must have been watching me this whole time because he had an arrow on the string and he looked ready to draw and fire, this mad me even more nervous than I already was. I approached with caution and called out to him "Hey! Don't shoot I'm friendly!". He looked at me, for a moment he seemed confused and I began to wonder if he even spoke English… then again why the hell would he. I was about to make a run for it when he replied "Don't make a move boy or I'll be forced to put an arrow right through your heart". I didn't move a muscle I just stood and waited for him to do something. He looked back and spoke to someone on the other side of the wall, he was too far away for me to make out what he was saying though. He turned his full attention back to me and yelled out to me "I'm sending someone out, do something hostile and they will end you". I didn't say a word, I just stood there too nervous to move.

A few moments later a gat opened to reveal a squad of about five cheetahs wearing what looked like plated steel armor. As they walked over to me I couldn't help but think this seemed like something out of a game like Skyrim or something. They approached me and surrounded me. The one that l assume was in charge walked right up to me and looked down at me. From this close I could see every intricate detail in their armor, the lead one having the most intricate engravings carved delicately into it. Suddenly he spoke to me "What type of off bred ape are you". This took me by surprise, what the hell is wrong with this guy, calling me an ape what type of insult is that supposed to be. "I'm no ape what the hell are you talking about" I replied somewhat annoyed by such a comment. The cheetah looked at me as if I had offended him somehow. "Well that's what you look like so that's what I'll take you as, now I assume you're surrendering as our prisoner?" He asked. I was so confused at this point I couldn't think of what to say. The lead cheetah looked over me and nodded to what I assume was another one of his soldiers. Suddenly I felt something hit the side of my head and hard, I stumbled and fell to my knees before blacking.