Chapter 1

Heya! Titled Spyro in Mysic Valley, this is actually my very first fic for a game…actually period!! And boy was it messed up when I transferred it over to Word…originally typed on Corel Word Perfect in a font that I didn't have any more *sweatdrop* and I didn't divide it into different chapters but into one big thing! Blah! Anyway enjoy! Original characters owned…er…well at the time it was owned by Insomniac but now by, what Universal? Also this was after the second game, and I didn't know there was gonna be a third game until I was half way into this. So uh yeah, .; Also all the other characters are made by own mind (feel the creativity!!!) Actually I came up with better names back then than I do now…hm…anyway also I didn't know much about tabbing for the indentions…-___- I also added some things here and there and I won't be putting much author notes since I had done it oh so long ago, though I did add some comments here and there which will hopefully make you laugh…or boo…or do nothing…oh well…on with the show! Er story!

"Ugh!" Spyro the Dragon grunted. "There must be an easier way to get apples from a tree than charging it. I'm starting to get a headache."

Spyro and his best friend, Sparx the Dragonfly, were in the fields trying to get a snack. They lived in the Artisan World, one of the main worlds in the Dragon Kingdom.

            "I'd be glad to help," Sparx told him, "but you scorched my wings, remember?"

            "I didn't mean to! Darius gave me that extra spicy chili pepper drink!"

            "Yeah. Whatever."

            "Really!"

            "Okay! Okay! I believe you! I believe you! You don't have to cry!"

            "Who's crying?"

            "You probably would to try to convince me."

            "Me? Cry? Get real Sparx."

            They were interrupted when a voice came up behind them. "Well, well, well. I figured you would be here." 

            "What do you want, Trevor?" Spyro asked dryly.

Trevor was the meanest dragon in the Artisan world. He was a little older than Spyro and always teased him and the other younger dragons. He gave no respect to Spyro, even though Spyro had saved the other dragons, including him.

            "I was just wondering if you would want some adventure," he said.

            "Adventure! Where?" Spyro said eagerly.

            "I'd be careful if I were you," Sparx said warily. "It could be a trick."

            "When was the last time I did a mean trick to you?" Trevor asked.

            They both started to speak.

            "Forget that question. Anyway, Thor had gotten a message from the Mystic Shadows World. He didn't tell me what the message said. He just told me to get you. If you follow me, I'll take you to him."

"Okay, but if this is a trick, you'll be very sorry," Spyro said.

Spyro walked behind Trevor. Since Sparx was hurt, he rode on Spyro, which was very fun for the little dragonfly. Finally, they came to Thor's cave, which was very big and spacious. Thor was highly respected since he was the leader of the dragons in the Artisan World. 

The interior of the cave was highly decorated with paintings, furniture, maps, books, and other sorts of things. The cave was lit by torches and was divided into many rooms. The dragons had no doors to other rooms because they thought it was a bother opening and closing them. The only door the dragons had built in was a front and a back door that locked and unlocked. It was the front door that our trio encountered.

After a minute of debating on who should knock the door, Spyro knocked loudly. They could hear footsteps coming and the fumble of the lock. Thor's butler, after a few grunts and pushing, opened the door.

"Master Thor is waiting for you in the den," he said while catching his breath as he pointed to a room at the end of a very long corridor.

"I told you it wasn't a trick," Trevor whispered as they walked through it.

"Welcome to my humble abode!" Thor exclaimed when they arrived. "Now, let's get on to business. A message came to me last night from the Mystic Shadows World. It seems that the Black Unicorns and the Black Dragons have joined forces from the Dark Valley. It also said that Ripto has come for revenge. Apparently he managed to survive, though I don't know how. They did not crystalize the dragons there like Gnasty Gnorc did. Instead they hid them somewhere across the World, which is very big indeed. Only one dragon managed to escape them. Her name is Charisma, daughter of Diamond the Queen and their dragon leader, Azurite. They too, were also captured. Luckily the enemy does not know that Charisma is still free. Not yet at least."

             "She was the one that asked for our help but she has only one problem," he continued. "She can only transport two passengers. She was beginning to learn some magic and how to create portals when they were attacked. I have already chosen the two, er, dragons I need to rescue them."

             He paused for a moment to catch his breath, and during this time, Trevor was already thinking that Thor picked him.

             "Spyro, Sparx," he said with great authority while looking at both of them, "will you go to Mystic Shadows and fight those villains?"

            They were really surprised, especially Trevor. His jaw literally dropped all the way down to the floor! Spyro and Sparx eagerly accepted the mission. 

            On the way out, Thor explained what they had to do.

            "Meet me here tomorrow night and you'll be on your way. I have already told your parents and your principal about this and they okayed it. You might want to bring some food for your journey. Charisma said that there was a little amount of food there in the Mystic Shadows. Luckily for you Sparx, she has a place where a lot of the butterflies hid during the invasion. Charisma kept them there the whole time."

            "Sir, how old is Charisma?" Spyro asked curiously.

            "I believe she said she was about as old as you, Spyro."

            "Cool."

            "Do you think your wings will heal in time for the journey, Sparx?" Thor asked  Sparx concerned.

"I'm supposed to go get these casts off my wings today," Sparx replied.

"We're going to go there right now," Spyro informed Thor.

            All this time, Trevor just stood there with a look on his face.

            The next night, everyone, except Trevor, bid Spyro and Sparx farewell. Only one dragon was really sad to see them go. That dragon was one of the most beautiful dragons in the Artisan World. Her name was Donna. She had adored Spyro ever since he had rescued her from the crystalized prison she had been in. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get him to notice her.

 "Good-bye Spyro! Be careful!" she shouted.

            "I think you should forget about him and get on with your life. He's just an average dragon," Trevor said walking by.

"Whatever," she retorted.