Welcome to "Heroes: Two worlds". This is my second story, so i only just started writing fanfic's. I have been a big fan of Spyro, since i discovered the legend of Spyro trilogy, and after i discovered , i have wanted to write fanfic's to spyro. And now, i get a chance. But i better stop babbling, before you get bored. Now, enjoy.
PS: I don't own any of the Legend of Spyro characters.
Chapter 1 A sad beginning
"Are you kidding?" A boy said, surprised and sarcastic, while he was going down the street.
There was nothing special, about this particular street. It looked like every other street, there was houses, garden walls, some bushes, and few trees.
The sun shined down, on the bushes and trees.
The trees leafs were perfectly green, indicating it was sommer. They weren't really big, but there wasn't space to big trees on the street, only some small, and perfect looking trees.
The branches didn't go everywhere, but had a perfect length, that together with the leafs, formed a olive like shape. The wasn't many leafs, only enough to cover most of the sun's rays.
The trees looked all in all, liked there where made in a factory.
There weren't really more to say, about the bushes.
The bushes formed alongside the garden walls, looking like a extra small defense. They also weren't very high, only being half the length of the garden walls.
Like the trees, the bushes branches had a perfect length, and with the green leafs, formed a square form. Again, looking like something from a factory.
The garden walls where as high as adult, with most of them being out of wood, and the rest being out of high bushes.
The houses weren't really different from one another. All being modern houses, with white painted walls on the outside and flat roofs.
"What do you mean 'are you kidding me'?!" Another boy said, frustrated.
The boy had a black leather jacket, with a white shirt under it, and skinny jeans, and black shoes.
He had black hair, that bristled everywhere, and his eyes where a dark green. His skin where white and pale, looking like he hadden been out in the sun for a couple of months.
He was about sixteen years old.
"I mean, that I would never, ever, see you, as some kind of, rock star, Jack. Wait, no I'm wrong, I would definitely, see you as a rock star. In my nightmares. Oh, even the thoughts of you singing, makes chills run down my spine." The other boy said, joking and tauntly to the boy with the leather jacket, which name is Jack.
"Oh, shut up Ben." Jack said, with his arms crossed, obviously annoyed by Ben's taunting.
Ben was fifteen years, a year less than Jack, but that didn't stop him from irradiating him. Ben had a grey t-shirt, jeans, that weren't as skinny as Jack's, and blue sneakers. He had light brown hair, that didn't bristle as much as Jack's, and had blue eyes. His skin was white and not as much pale as Jack's.
"No, you shut up." Ben said, jokingly.
"No Ben, you, shut up." Jack said, with his arms no longer crossed. Instead, he looked right at Ben's face, seriously, and a little treating.
"No Jack, you shut up!" Ben said, with a higher volume than before, now also looking right at Jack, with a seriously expressen.
But looking seriously, wasn't exactly Ben's talent.
Jack, now trying not to chuckle, over Ben's attempt to be seriously, said, now definitely annoyed, and with a little higher volume that Ben.
"NO! You shut up!"
"No you shut up!"
"Shut up!"
"SHUT UP!" Ben, end the end, yelled at Jack, trying to win the argument.
Jack and Ben standed, some seconds, in silents, looking at each other, like they where i a middle of a stare competition.
In the end, Jack looked down, and slapped his hand into his face, and said silently, but still high enough to Ben could hear it.
"Why am I doing this."
"Would you two just shut up, for a minute, please!" A female voice said, to the two boys, irritated.
Ben and Jack turned around to see where the voice came from. When they turned around, they saw that it was there female friend. They both standed there, without knowing what to say. They had completely forgotten, that she was with them.
Ben then got an idea, for a joke.
"We are sorry that we annoyed you Carla I-I mean, ma'am, can you forgive, your humble servants?" Ben said, jokingly, and with a fine manner. He then bowed, as the last touch, to his joke.
The girl Carla, led out a chuckle.
Carla was a pretty girl, fifteen years old, same age as Ben. She had a black shirt, and blue jeans. Carla didn't care about what she had on, unlike the other girls in their school. She had brown hair, and diamond blue eyes. Her skin was white, and it wasn't very pale, but not also too dark to look sunburned, making her skin looking neutral.
Carla had been going with Jack and Ben from school, something they normally do. She had listen to their argument, and found it completely hilarious. But she had hold her laughter in, because she wanted to see what happen next. But when they came to the 'shut up' part, she found it rather annoying, and when Ben yelled, she decided to end it.
Then suddenly, they all let out a laughter. When they stopped laughing, they began to keep going down the street.
When they had walked a few minutes, Ben decided to end the silence, and found a topic to talk about.
"What do you two think of today's, bullying campaign, against?" Ben said, jokingly, and looked over to the two others.
Carla and Jack, looked at Ben, confused. Carla knew, that Ben was good at making jokes, but she found it hard to see, how he could turn this topic, into something funny.
"Let's see, what about the morning?" Ben said. He then stopped moving, and tried to look as buff, as possible. He then said, with a rough and stupid sounding voice:
"Hey worm, you're late to class again, you're just pathetic. Bad that you can get as muscular, as me, huh?" Ben then raised his arm, and then began to show his muscles.
Carla let out a chuckle, but quickly stopped again. After all these years, they had been friends, and her listening to his jokes, she knew that he could do better.
"H-hey l-loser. I heard that y-you got an F i-in math, hehe. Y-your lack o-of knowledge in g-geometry is d-d-dump!" Ben said, with a nerdy and staggering voice.
Carla now tried her best not to laugh. But she couldn't hold back a smile. Even though she didn't admit it, she has always found Ben's jokes, funny.
Ben was silent on some seconds, with a face showing that he was thinking deeply, to try to figure out, a new joke.
His expression then lighted up, like he had figured out, the meaning of life.
Then it turned evil, and he smiled, sneaky.
Carla was now curies, about what Ben had planned in mind, that could make him smile, like that.
He then cleared his throat.
"Hey Ben, you're jokes are lame, and stupid. You should try to hear music and i mean real music, rock music, yay, that's the good stuff. And if you practice, you could even be as good as me. Who am i kidding, you could never be as good as me." Ben said, trying to copy Jack's voice, the stupidest way.
Carla couldn't hold it in, anymore. She burst out laughing hysterically.
Jack chuckle a little. He had to admit, that it was a little funny, but he couldn't understand, why Carla laughed so much. After some seconds, the realisation, struck him.
He looked shocked, frozen. His expression then became angry, when he realized that he chuckle over a joke, against him. For him, the worst part was, that it was Ben's joke. He then yelled angry, and frustrated, at Ben.
"HEY!"
Now it was Ben's turn, to laugh hysterically.
Jack looked at Ben with furious eyes, that looked like they could burn through stone. Ben stopped laughing, and began to breath in air, like he had run a marathon. He looked up at Jack, seeing that he was furious. Ben raised his eyebrow, and said in a joking matter.
"Hey, why so Grumpy?"
Jack now looked angry and curies, he wondered what Ben would say in his defense.
"You have to admit, that was pretty funny, and very accurate." Ben said, with a raised eyebrow again.
Jack then tried to say something, but was lost for words. He knew that whatever he said, Ben would turn it into a joke, you could simple not argue with him. One of the things, that annoyed Jack most.
Jack looked down, and led out a sigh.
"Okay, it was a little funny,but you dare to do that again!" Jack finally said, and pointed a finger at Ben, in a threatening way.
Ben began to smile, and said.
"I knew, that you would say that." The three of them then began to walk again, now with Ben beside Jack.
"After all, we are buddies, right?" Ben said, and took his arm over jack.
Just as Ben had finished his sentence, Jack said emotionless, but threatening.
"Take your arm, off me. Now." Ben then nodded, and quickly said.
"Right." And took his arm off Jack.
The three of them then kept on going.
Carla really enjoyed moments like these, where the three of them could just talk, laugh, and have fun. It was moments like these, that kept her going.
The three of them, didn't have what you could exactly could call, a good life.
Jack's parents acted like he didn't exist. They nearly only talked to him, when his music was to high. Jack needed to do everything himself, he even needed to buy food for himself, because, his parents only bought food, for the two of them. For them, Jack didn't exist, he wasn't a part of their family, and was worth nothing.
Ben's parents, where a little different. They talked to him, and acknowledge that he existed. But never for good reasons. Both his mom and dad, always criticized him. Never thinking that he was good enough. They were always yelling for small reasons, like, if he had gotten late for class, or if he was late to dinner, even if he had forgotten to brush his teeths. Always yelling, always critizeing, and never loving him. It's actually there for, that he never gets touch by criticizing.
And Carla's parents is just as bad. It`s actually simple. They just don't wanna be with her. Every time she's in the same room as her parents, they go out of the room. They go often on restaurant, and on long car trips. They even go to hotels, and live there in a week. They are so desperate to not be with her, that they put food in her room, to make sure that she don't eat with them.
It was not better in school. The teachers had a grunch against the three of them. Always picking them to answer questions, that the teachers knew, they couldn't answer. And the children where worse. The three of them, seem to be the hot spot of bullying. They were always getting picked on, by the other children. They were at least pushed twenty times, in one day. Always getting comments, on there cloth style, hair, and grades. Even the nerds, where a big part of the one's bullying them.
And it's because of all this, that there friends. Friends, that are carrying each other, through life. Friends, that are helping each other. Friends, that will go with you, wherever you go.
And after all this, after all the hate, that they have gotten from their fellow students, teachers, and their family.
They now walk, on a street, only the three of them, laughing.
For them, it was moments like these, that made it possible for them, to continue through life. For them, nothing could go wrong at this moment. But, in reality…. everything could go wrong, at this moment.
The three of them were walking, talking, and laughing. They couldn't hear it, they just, couldn't hear it.
They haven't noticed, that they were walking on the road. They were too concentrated in their conversation, to notice. It was dark now. Not completely, but still dark enough, to people to turn on, their car lights.
It got closer, and closer. Now some meters away.
The three of them were still walking on the road, happy, smiling, and alone.
Then, they heard, a honk.
They all turned around, at the same time.
They had enough time to see, two, bright lights.
Then….everything turned dark.
In a room, filled with blue light, a dragon standed, looking into something, that only could be described, as a hole in the world.
The dragon had white scales, and shined with light. He had four golden curled horns, and his belly was also golden. His wings where big and magnificent, and where a golden like yellow. His finns, that was going from the top of his head, down to his tail, had the same golden color, like the wings. His tail blade was golden, and looked like, of the head of a spear. His eyes where white, and filled with care and wisdom. His body looked old, showing some of his bones, under the skin. But his skin looked young, and he had no wrinkles, on his body. He somehow looked old, and young, at the same time.
He looked, all in all, like a god.
In the hole, three figures where showed. The figures where covered in fog and smoke, making it hard to see, what they exactly looked like. But the white dragon, was able to see, the most important features.
The figures looked broken, and there faces showed despair, agony, sadness, and helplessness.
The dragon looked down, and sighed. He then forced himself, to look at the figures again.
"With the power of the light." He said with a smooth, calm, and wise voice, that could make, the most mad beast, calm. He then continued.
"I give these three, broken souls, a new chance. A chance, to make things right, to help others in need, to stop darkness, and to make change. To be heroes, to be legends, to be the savoirs, of two worlds. Let there end….be a new, beginning."
He then paused. After some seconds, with the figures disaping from the hole, he said, worried.
"May the light….be with them."
Thank you, for sticking to the end of the chapter. I don't have a exact time on, when i make new chapters, but i will try to get them out as fast as possible. I would like to get some reviews, to help point out misspelling, and to now what you think of the story so far. Now, goodbye.