Chapter 1
"Isaac…" a demented voice whispered. Isaac Clarke, the sole survivor of the necromorph outbreak on the USG Ishimura , fingered the trigger of his plasma cutter nervously. After fighting the necromorphs, being subjected to visions of his dead girlfriend Nicole, and hunted by Earth Gov soldiers, his mind was beginning to lose itself. Shaking off his mental haze, Isaac continued to make his way down the darkened hallways of the apartments that may have once held happy families. Once, maybe, but no more, Tiedemann had built a new Marker, causing necromorphs to spawn and in turn the zombie-like creatures killed and infected hundreds, even thousands of men, women, and children.
"Isaac…," the voice continued whispering his name, the voice he remembered, Nicole's voice. Isaac nervously continued his way down the corridor, ready to shoot, anything that moved. Isaac walked into what may have been a child's play room. Before he could react, a pounding in his head made him collapse onto the floor.
"Isaac…" an apparition of Nicole whispered, "It is time to leave. The Marker requests it. You are no longer welcome in this world." A portal opened up behind him, with a strangled cry, Isaac leaped for the door frame. He missed by mere inches, slammed into a cabinet, and was sucked through the portal.
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"What do you think it is?" a voice asked, many others followed later, "Is it an ape?" and yet another, "What was that glowing thing on his back?"
Isaac groaned and sat up. Drawing several yelps from whoever was watching him, he aimed his plasma cutter at the source of the voices. He opened and closed his eyes and looked around, he was in a forest. Although he had heard about them many times he had never actually seen one.
A snap of a twig behind him drew his attention; carefully he turned around to see two shapes rush into the bushes, followed by a small glowing light. Isaac walked towards the bushes, aimed his plasma cutter, and fired.
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Spyro and Cynder had defeated Malefor, Warfang was safe, and restoration and expansion of the city had already begun. As soon as the death of Malefor reached every corner of the world, the dragons had come back. At one point there were only sixty to seventy dragons in Warfang, now there were hundreds. Luna shook her head, the war had cost the world to much, and for all she and everyone else knew, Spyro and Cynder could be dead.
"Luna!" , a voice called, "Help us lay a foundation for the new apartment!" Sighing, Luna got up from the roof of the building she had been sleeping on and went to help dig a foundation.
After digging about ten feet down into the ground, Luna's shovel hit something hard, puzzled she saw what looked like a small black stone with markings carved into it. She tapped with her claw. For a moment, nothing happened. About a minute later her vision turned red and strange symbols exploded across her line of sight, screaming she backed away. Being a water dragoness, her scales were blue, but now her scales were an iridescent black that shimmered with red symbols. The moles she had been working with rushed to help her, but before they even got within a foot of her, an explosion from the ground created a huge crater in the ground. The crater itself was not what scared Luna, it was what was contained in the crater. A huge, twin peaked spire of stone stood in the middle of it, covered in the exact same symbols that shimmered on her arms and legs.
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This was just the first chapter. And I promise coming chapters will be over a thousand words. This story will be updated every two weeks. Updates will alternate with my other story, so one chapter for my other story will be added next week. Hope you enjoy reading this.