The sunlight of the morning sun rose through the window of the small square room. In the corner of the room lay a green scaled dragon with a red underbelly,He had blue eyes, red wing membrane. And on the bed next to him lay a silver dragon, with a white underbelly. He had green eyes and his horns curved back.

The first dragon to awake was Terrison, the silver dragon. He stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes and stared at the room with his green eyes. In the center of the square room was a table with 2 pillows sat at opposite ends where they could sit. On the table was a dusty cloak, a metal helmet that covered the head completely besides the eyes and a visor that flipped up, and a sword. All of these belonged to Marble, the green dragon.

Terrison walked over to the other side of the table and looked at the chest where he kept his items, which wasn't much. He flipped the top and lying in the chest was a small steel dagger with a red wood handle. In the center of the blade had writing that Marble had personally chipped into the dagger for Terrison. And next to that was a small bag which carried his gold coins.

Terrison grabbed both items and put the bag around his neck, he then put the dagger in its scabbard and put it in as well. He sighed and closed the chest, fastening the lock on the chest to protect it from the likes of the orphanage gang which regularly raided the room to get any trinkets that Marble was working on. After that day they decided to keep a chest to hold any items they didn't want stolen.

At that moment Marble was slowly stirring in his sleep. His eyes flickered open and he got up. He stretched his whole body out cracking all of his joints into place. He looked around the room until his eyes set on Terrison

"Good morning Terry," Terrison smiled

"Good morning to you two Marble," Marble went over to the table and made sure to put on everything. He didn't really like exposing his body out in the open due to his scars. He never walked out without his helmet though and Gauntlet which covered his scar on his face and covered his unusual arm.

Ever since Marble was a hatchling, He had been born with a white arm. Many people laughed at his arm calling him an abomination, and many other names, and being a dual-wield dragon had only made him further of being an outcast. Which is why He made his gauntlet.

"So Marble what do you have planned for today?" Marble shrugged

"Well since were not welcome at the orphanage school were else do you think Ill be?"

Terrison laughed, "Oh yeah I forgot that Grum told you if he saw you in there again he would stick you in the coal pit," "So its the cave then" Marble nodded.

"I still have to keep up with Romart's order. Ever since I became his apprentice , those Warfang dragons have been hooked on our work"

Ever since Marble turned ten he always had a fascination with different metals and shiny objects. Romart, the village smith, saw potential in Marble and took him in as his apprentice when he found him on the streets as a street performer . For four years he taught Marble about many different types of metals, and taught him all the techniques of making different weapons and armor as well as teaching him about his fire element . When he had finished Romart and Marble decided it was time for Marble to become a master smith himself and Romart found a spot for Marble to set up his forge. Since then Marble had been Romart's partner and split up the many different orders they got from Warfang and the Villagers.

Terrison nodded, "I understand, its what you got to do, but first want to get some breakfast?"

Marble smiled, then nodded. They walked over and opened the door into the hallway. Dragons of all colors walked to the mess hall. Terrison and Marble walked through the hallways feeling no rush at all, And eventually they reached their destination. They both stood in line with trays in theirs paws as they picked up pieces of meat. Once they were done they picked an empty table and sat down.

They both sat in silence eating the meat, until an unwanted guest walked over to them from his table, it was a big muscular light green dragon.

"I'm surprised you were able to get cooked meat because I thought they had a policy on not giving rats there food." Marble and Terrison turned their heads and looked into the eyes of Grum,

Terrison put a piece of meat in his mouth then smirked, "And I'm surprised you are able to eat with all that poison out of your mouth at us."

Grum got a dark look and picked up Terrison and thrust him to the wall. By now everyone was looking at the scene with interest. "You think your so funny runt, oh you'll think it is funny when your lying in a poll of your own blood." Terrison had both of his paws up to his throat struggling to breath.

Marble looked at his best friend who was struggling to survive against the massive poison dragons strength. He decided to charge straight forward at Grum to release Terrison from his grip. It worked as the front horns of his head went straight into his back.

Grum spun backward in pain roaring the whole time.

"Terrison, its time to go now." Terrison ran straight out of the cafeteria with Marble close behind. Grum slowly watched them leave with hazy eyes until both of them were gone. He roared In anger and threw pillow cushions everywhere into the sea of dragons.

Meanwhile Terrison and Marble were running through the village. Rows of Brown lodges stood on the sides of the village while in the main center of the village housed the many shops that called the place home. To the outskirts to the north was the valley of Avalar in all of its splendor, while to the east house the mountain of Malefor, the west stood the mushroom forest and to the south lay the ocean beach.

As they reached the town center Marble and Terrison came to a stop at the forge of Romart. Marble was the first to walk in, closely followed by Terrison. As they entered the forge they could hear the clanging of the Romart's hammer be heard down in the cellar of the shop. Marble made sure no customers were in the shop so they couldn't take any of the armor hanging on the racks to the side, and that Terrison watched the front.

As they walked down the ramp underground, Marble looked at the Old withered Dragon clanging against the metal. The scales had black grime on his red scales. His wing membrane was orange and his mouth went off into a snout much like Spyro's.

"Hello Master Romart, How are things." Romart Finished using his hammer against the curved metal rod that was on the anvil and looked at Marble with a smile.

"Things are well Marble, I hope the same with you." Marble frowned

"Well Master Romart, lets just say Terrison and I got into a little dilemma with Grum again." Romart sighed.

"I don't know what is with that boy, to me it doesn't matter if your a dual-element or a silver dragon. You are a dragon with remarkable prowess Marble and don't let others think otherwise." Marble smiled

"Thanks you Master Romart, Well What do we work on today." Romart sighed and put the finished curved metal rod on the anvil to the side and walked up to Marble.

"Marble, there is an important event coming up, you know of it correct." Marble knew what Master Romart was speaking of. Every summer there was the Mid-Summer fire festival. Exotic foods were served, and parties were everywhere.

"Yes Master Romart I believe it is your favorite festival of the year. You always go to visit there during this time, why do you ask? Romart smiled

"Let's just say we have all been invited to attend the grand opening of the academy at Warfang" Marble and Terrison's mouth dropped to the ground.

"Invited, but I only thought the guardians, guardian apprentices, and the main builders of it would be there" Terrison said.

Romart sighed and walked over to where Terrison and Marble were, "In a way I have not been completely honest with you Marble, that day when I took you in as my apprentice I alerted the guardians of you.

Marble was stunned, here his master, who taught him everything he knew about metals, forging, and techniques of fire had alerted the guardians of who he was

"Why Romart," Romart Laughed

"Marble that is the last time you need to call me that name," Marble was confused

"What do you mean," Romart sighed

"Romart is not my real name, My real name is Charcoal, and I am the Guardian of Fire." Marble was speechless. After all these years, his own master had lied to him about his name, and probably more but here, the guardian of Fire was before him. Charcoal walked over to Marble and put a paw on him.

"I know it is hard for you to accept this but Marble you will not be living at the orphanage anymore, Today I want you to go with Terrison to your room and pack all of your belongings. now off with you I need to clean up a little and you need to get ready." With that Terrison and Marble were ushered off into the streets of the small village of Darkwood.

Terrison and Marble were to stunned to speak to each other about the events that transpired so they set about the long dark alleyways. They noticed an angry Grum down one alleyway and decided to dart off to their rooms as to not arouse any attention. They went into the large square building with a dome that was the orphanage and set out on their tasks.

Terrison looked at Marble and looked into the dragons blue eyes. His face was covered with the metal helmet that was atop his head and covered everything.

"Marble, I want to know why you are so protective of me, you always put yourself in harms way to look out for me and because of that you have these scars." Marble sighed and looked at his friend.

'Well Terrison, Its because well, you are the only family I have, and we are each others only friend. I Feel like the big Brother that needs to help and defend the little brother, and because of that is why I protect you from Grum and those other dragons." Terrison smiled and patted his friends shoulder.

"Thanks Bro," Marble smiled as they arrived at the mahogany wooden door that was there room. They opened the door and were astonished at what they saw.

The room was cluttered with pillows everywhere across the floor with the chests lids ripped open and thrown across the room, and the table was flipped open.

Grum, Ill be glad will be leaving this place it only brings back sad memories of dragons that harmed both of us. Marble sighed and grabbed several pillows and harassed them to his back. With Terrison doing the same. When they were both finished they walked out of the room they walked back to the forge to await whoever came to get them, Which in this moment is when Marble met the great saviors.

I know it has been a long time since I wrote a chapter but this is the first beginning chapter of A legend in Marble series (I'm still deciding whether I should make this a trilogy or make more books.) Anyway Please review and PM, and I'm sorry if you feel the story is slightly rushed. I felt it too was slightly rushed but shrugged it off.

Oh and almost forgot HAPPY BIRTHDAY 2 ME!

5/12/11