This is my newest story as promised. I'd like to say that this story will have a lot more swearing and suggestive themes than my previous work. Remember to leave suggestions and opinions in the comments and have fun reading my story 'cause it'll be a hoot! I don't own Spyro, the series belongs to Sierra… *sigh* JUST READ THE STORY!
Chapter 1: The Crystal
It is a dark Sunday night in Massachusetts. It is slightly cloudy and very late at night. A dark red pickup truck pulls into a driveway that leads to a small one story house. The truck shuts off and an average height man steps out and walks towards the house.
"I hope mom and dad aren't awake." he mumbled to himself.
He entered the house and quietly walked towards him room.
"About time you got home." said an accusing male voice.
The man turned around to see a blonde haired man with a mustache standing by the living room doorframe.
"Hey dad. Is mom awake?" the man asked with his usual deep voice.
"No she's out like a light. What were you doing on a school night, Isaac?" Isaac's dad asked.
"I'm not going to miss an Ensiferum concert." the man now known as Isaac said as if it was obvious.
"You should have taken me with you." Isaac's dad complained.
"You never asked." Isaac smiled.
"Just get some sleep." Isaac's dad said with a grin.
"You got it dad." Isaac said with a small nod.
Isaac said goodnight and walked into the bathroom. He leaned forward, rested his hands on the outer rim of the sink, and looked into the mirror.
Unlike his dad, Isaac has tan skin and dark brown, shoulder length hair. His eyes are also very dark brown. He also has a beard and mustache.
He is wearing a black hoodie with the hood over his head, dark blue jeans, black steel toe boots, and black fingerless gloves. He's also wearing a black leather jacket over his hoodie. The jacket has small metal spikes poking out on his shoulders and under the arms. On the back of the jacket, in white letters, are two words saying "Native Pride."
Lastly, he has a scar going across his left eye. The scar goes from the top left side of his forehead to his left cheek. He got it two years ago in a fight. Luckily the cut missed his pupil so he can still see fine with both eyes.
"At least I broke that guy's nose." Isaac mumbled with a laugh.
He brushed his teeth quickly and walked into his room. He shut the door behind him and turned to look at his room.
It is a small blue walled room with a TV and computer. He doesn't get cable so he used the TV to play games such as Skyrim and Dead Space.
"Still can't believe Dead Space's protagonist has my name. I wish I had that suit he wears" Isaac quietly laughed.
The computer is used to listen to music, do homework, and right horror stories. He also has dozens of art sketch books that he uses to practice his drawing skills. He mostly draws nightmarish creatures and monsters as a way to vent his anger and frustrations.
Isaac was about to take off his leather jacket, but stopped when he saw a purple crystal lying on his bed.
"How did this get here?" Isaac asked himself as he walked toward the foreign crystal.
He slowly picked up the crystal, but as soon as he did, it emitted a bright purple light. Isaac tried to let go of it, but his fingers wouldn't respond. Purple lightning bolts started shooting out of the crystal.
"What the hell is this?" Isaac yelled in panic, trying desperately to throw the crystal away.
He started to have trouble standing and felt an aura of tiredness surround him.
"Isaac! Is everything alright in there?" Isaac heard his father's faint voice.
He tried to respond, but he ended up falling over from the dizziness and exhaustion.
Within moments, Isaac lost consciousness.
The first thing Isaac registered was the sound of chirping birds. He also realized that he was lying in what he presumed to be grass.
He slowly opened his eyes to see that he's in some kind of swampy forest. He also realized that he is surrounded by tree-like mushrooms.
He tried to stand up, but ended up falling when he tried to stand on his feet.
'What the fuck?' Isaac thought annoyed.
He sees a small pond near him, and drags himself over to it. He slowly looks into the water to see his reflection, but what he sees startles him.
He is now what he believes to be a dragon. His tan skin was replaced with black scales, with a deep blue underbelly and wing membranes. He has four curved silver horns that appear to be serrated and a silver combat knife shaped tail blade that's also serrated. His scar is still over his eye, as if nothing happened.
'This is insane.' he thought astonished.
He slowly stood up on all fours and took a few experimental steps. He took a few short laps around the pond so to decrease his chances of falling again.
Once he got used to walking, he sat down under a giant mushroom to think of a plan.
'Okay… I'm a dragon for no apparent reason, I'm in some kind of shroom forest, and I have no damn clue where I am. Well there is one good thing about all this, at least I look like a badass.' he thought in deep thought.
After a few minutes of thinking, he stood up. His facial features forming a determined frown.
"I gotta get the fuck out of here." he said in a serious tone.
SNAP!
Isaac spun around to the basic area he heard the din of the twig snap, only to come face to face with another dragon, about the same height as himself.
"Shit! …You scared me." Isaac gasped.
"Sorry! You just looked lost and I thought that I should help you." the dragon said with a female voice.
'She looks familiar…' Isaac thought to himself.
The dragoness has black scales, and her underbelly and wing membranes are reddish- pink. She has six silver horns and a scythe-like tail blade. Her eyes are lime green.
"I'm Cynder by the way." she introduced with a warm smile.
"Uh… Isaac Bedage." he hesitated.
"You have two names?" Cynder asked with a puzzled expression.
"Just call me Isaac." he answered, not wanting to explain the concept of last names.
'Not only do dragons exist, but they talk too… good to know.' he thought to himself.
"So… are you heading anywhere specific or what?" Cynder asked with a kind smile.
"I… don't… know." Isaac admitted as he looked around the swampy forest.
"I've never even seen a place like this before." he added as he faced Cynder again.
"Well I was on a walk, and I saw you just sitting there and… swearing. Do you want to come with me to the Temple? It's not too far from here." she asked kindly.
"Well I got nothing better to do." Isaac agreed with a shrug.
Cynder nodded and they started to walk towards the Temple.
"Oh before I forget, you should probably not swear when we get to the Temple. It is a school after all." she warned as they walked side by side.
"No promises." Isaac answered simply.
"I'm just glad another dragon survived the war. Only a few groups and clans survived. Are you from a clan or group?" she inquired.
"Uh no and what war are you talking about?" he asked confused.
Cynder stopped dead in her tracks, causing Isaac to stop as well.
"Are you serious?" she asked in disbelief.
Isaac just nodded with a confused look.
"The war against Malefor? It ended about a month ago." Cynder said, causing the male dragon to tilt his head slightly to the right in confusion.
"Wow… you really don't know. Well um… I'll explain when we get to the Temple alright?" she promised awkwardly.
"Okay if you say so." Isaac agreed.
Cynder nodded in approval and they continued their trek towards their destination. After a short walk in the swamp, they walked up to the newly rebuilt Temple.
"This place looks old, yet new at the same time." Isaac observed.
Before Cynder could respond, a purple dragon with a yellow underbelly ran up to them.
'Is that…?' Isaac's started to think.
"I was never here!" the purple dragon said quickly and pounced into the bushes next to Isaac.
"Oh Spyyyyyyyyrooooo!' called a sweet voice.
A pink dragoness, wearing a heart shaped necklace, ran up to the duo.
"Have either of you seen Spyro?" asked the cheerful dragoness.
"Nope, sorry Ember." replied Cynder with a smile.
"Oh darn. Well if you see him, could you please let me know?" she asked sweetly.
"Of course?" Cynder lied with a nod.
'Please don't let her notice me.' Isaac begged in his head.
Ember turned her gaze toward Isaac.
"Oh who is this gentleman?" asked Ember who spotted Isaac for the first time.
'Gentleman? I look like a murderer.' Isaac thought.
"Oh I'll introduce him at dinner, don't worry." Cynder smiled.
"Okay then, bye bye!" Ember said happily as she continued her search elsewhere.
'What is wrong with this place?' Isaac thought as he felt a headache coming.
"Phew! Thanks." Spyro thanked in relief as he came out of the bushes.
"No problem. Isaac this is Spyro, my mate. Spyro, this is Isaac." Cynder introduced with a smile.
"Hello Isaac. Sorry about Ember." Spyro greeted and apologized politely.
"I'm not even gonna question it." Isaac assured.
"So are you here to sign up to become a student at the Temple?" Spyro asked with hope in his eyes.
"No. Just here to see if I can get some answers." Isaac answered honestly.
The gleam in Spyro's eyes disappeared for a moment, but quickly returned.
"I'll explain everything on our way to the Pool of Visions room." Cynder said as she began to lead to two dragons to the Guardians.
'Was I seriously just talking to Spyro and Cynder?' Isaac thought amazed, remembering the games he used to play as a kid.
The group of three are standing outside the Pool of Visions room. Cynder just finished explaining what she knows of Isaac's predicament.
"So what do you plan on asking the Guardians? How to get home?" Spyro asked.
"I doubt they can get me to where I'm from." Isaac answered, not lowering his frown since he first got to this world.
"What do you mean?" Cynder asked curiously.
"I'll explain everything once we get in there. I don't like repeating myself" Isaac assured.
Spyro and Cynder nodded in understanding. Spyro politely knocked on the door to request entry.
"Enter." a deep voice called.
Spyro opened the door and lead Isaac and Cynder into the spacious room.
Inside the Pool of Visions room, eight adult dragons were facing the group of three.
"Hello young ones. Who is this?" a red dragoness asked kindly.
"This is Isaac Bedage, but he prefers to be called Isaac." Spyro told the adult dragoness. He then faced Isaac.
"These are the eight elemental Guardians." the purple dragon introduced.
"I am Terrador." the Earth Guardian boomed. Terrador is a big bulky earth dragon with green scales, brown wing membranes, and a brown underbelly.
"My name is Cyril. I'm sure you've heard of me." gloated Cyril. He is the Guardian of Ice. His scales are light blue, while his wing membranes and underbelly are purplish blue.
"I am Volteer and I must say it's most excellent to make your acquaintance!" sped the energetic dragon. Volteer is the yellow electricity dragon with purple wing membranes and a purple underbelly.
"My name is Tavilla." the Fire Guardian bowed her head slightly. Tavilla is a red scaled dragon, with a yellow underbelly. She looks like a female version of the previous Fire Guardian, Ignitus.
"You can call me Venenum." the Poison Guardian smiled. He has dark green scales. His underbelly, wing membranes, and eyes are forest green. Venenum's four horns are forest green and they curve towards the back of his head. His black tail blade resembles a scorpion's stinger.
"Tenebris." the Shadow Guardian said simply. His scales are black as night. His right eye is blood red and his left eye is white, pupiless. His underbelly and wing membranes are light gray. His two silver horns resemble a ram. His silver tail blade is in the shape of a sickle. His body is covered in scars from past battles. Lastly, he is wearing a silver brace on his right front leg.
"Name's Vix!" the Fear Guardian shouted happily. She has a smooth and curvy body. Her scales are dark red and her eyes are pinkish red. Vix's underbelly, wing membrane, horns, and tail blade are an even darker shade of red, almost black. Her two horns resemble devil horns and her tail blade looks like a fishhook. She is wearing a gold necklace with a ruby in the center.
"Ventus." smiled the Wind Guardian. He has light gray scales with white wing membranes and underbelly. His eyes are sky blue. His two white horns curve slightly forward. His white tail blade is spade shaped. Unlike the other Guardians, his left front paw is missing its middle talon and he has a small scar on his lower lip.
"So what brings you three here?" asked Tavilla sweetly.
"Well Isaac wanted to ask you a few questions." Spyro answered politely.
"Alright. Take a seat young ones." Terrador told the three dragons.
Everyone sat on a pillow and got comfortable.
'Well this isn't how I planned spending my day.' Isaac thought sarcastically.
'Wait, what the fuck am I supposed to tell them? Am I supposed to say that they are from some damn game I played as a kid?' he thought alarmed.
"So what did you want to ask us?" Vix asked, seeing that Isaac looks troubled.
"*sigh* Okay I'll be honest. I have no fucking idea where I am." Isaac announced.
"Language." Cyril scolded, like a parent scolding a small child.
Isaac slowly turns to face Cyril and eyes him carefully.
"Fuck… fuck… shit… piss… ass… dick… twat… fucking shit piss… more dick… back flip piss!" Isaac said, gradually getting louder with every word until he shouted.
Everyone in the room has their eyes open as wide as dinner plates. Cyril's jaw is on the floor in astonishment of the magnitude of the disrespected directed at him.
"I like him!" Tavilla announced happily, smiling at Isaac.
"He told me he was going to watch his language." Cynder whispered/whined to Spyro.
"I'm sure he was." Spyro assured uneasily.
"Anyway… to answer your question, you are in the Dragon Temple." Terrador said, still unable to comprehend what just happened.
"No I mean, what county, country, or world am I in?" Isaac tried to elaborate, causing everyone to look at him strangely.
"This is the Dragon Realms." Ventus said after a short pause.
"Okay then… have you guys ever heard of humans before?" Isaac asked, clearly uncomfortable with all the attention.
"Humans? Why yes! Some of my books mention ape like creatures called humans, but they are only myth." Volteer explained.
"Tell us why you are you asking these strange questions!" Tenebris pretty much ordered rather than asked.
"…I mine as well tell you, I've got nothing to hide." Isaac said confidently.