A/N: Another Fanfic I ist doing. Now I'd like to point out some shit.

Einz: When i mention 'Warfang' in the story, it is NOT the name of the city, it is the name of the planet the characters live on.

Zwei: Lotsa OC's in this story. LOTS. Spyro and Cynder will be featured in this story, don't worry. This will have hints of SpyroXCynder, but I want this to turn out as a SpyroXFlame story.

Drei: This story will contain Yaoi, Yuri, Het, and Incest pairings. Don't like any of those, then don't bother reading.

Vier: I will end up making this a Kuroshitsuji/Spyro crossover. If you really like this story but don't know what Kuro is, it's an anime. Go watch it actually. Both seasons. It's pretty badass ;D

Fünf: Pairings featured in this story will most likely include the following- SpyroXFlame, EmberXCynder, OCXOC, CielXOC, and possibly CynderXOC.

Sechs: The following OC's in this story are mine. They were made up from MY mind so therefore I own full custody of them.

Sieben: Finally, I donnot own any of the characters that are cannon. Spyro, Cynder, Sparx, and all other Spyro related content and characters belongs to Activision/Serria/Ismonic/Krome Studios. Ciel, Alois, Sebastian, and all other Kuro content and characters belong to Yana Toboso/Funimation.

Acht: Final announcement, this story will mostly be told in Third-person P.O.V.

-Full Summary-

We all have dark times in our life. Especially ones on the planet of Warfang. But, when an unawoken prophecy is set upon the planet, all darkness hides in fear of the new heroes. All of Warfang is memorized by the prophecy and is excited about it. But, there is always evil willing to stop it. When a broken, evil dragon, more cruel than Malefor, rises from darkness, all hell breaks lose. Can the dragons and humans of this prophecy stop the monstrous beast before it's too late?

-Genres-

(all of them mostly but to be specific...)

Action/Adventure/Romance/Fantasy/Humor/Friendship/Drama/Hurt/Comfort/Tragedy/

Suspense/Mystery/Angst/Sci-Fi/Horror/Supernatural/Crime/Spiritual

Holy Sheit that's alot. But, it's a long story so it'll have those mixed in in all places really :3

.:The Legend of the Twelve Dragon Warriors:.

.:Season 1:.

.:Episode 1:.

THE FREEZING SHELL

Maaskiluu 36th, 4097

Journal Entry #1

It's been exactly thirteen days since I've been hired as a new reporter for the city newspaper. I'm excited to get started on my latest story! The boss, Mr. Isuke, said that I could do a story on a topic of my choosing. I'm ecstatic! It'll be the best article ever! I have been ify about the topic I plan on choosing, but I am in fact considering one that I have a few facts on. It's the strange events and happenings in Warfang that have been recently occurring for quite some time now. Such events include large, dark flashes of blinding light invading the streets, golden beams of energy erupting from the ground, white, whisping whirlwinds eating away the night sky, blood-red, crystal formations forming in the oddest of areas. It frightens me. For next year is the anniversary of The Year of the Rising Darkness. A year that all light will shatter and darkness will take its place.

But, many others say it will be a year which a forgotten, old, and legendary prophecy, will awaken from its slumber and come back to pure life. This prophecy has not been fulfilled in over two million years! It is the prophecy of The Twelve Golden Warriors and The Three Awoken Spirits, or to put it into simpler terms, The Twelve Dragon Warriors and The Three Human Mages. I have only read about such a prophecy in books. Ancient ones at that. I have never seen a Twelve Dragon Warrior, but I have met dragons whose ancestors where one. It was interesting on how much they knew. Knowledge passed down from such times. It amazes me incredibly. But, then again, I highly doubt the prophecies will become true. For, I have heard from several priests that the purple dragon egg has just been laid by its mother, who has died of some unknown disease. So, the purple dragon shall be awoken, not the Twelve.

I have received several letters today. They were requests from other dragons, wanting me to do an article on something I actually find quite odd. They want me to write about an egg. An egg right here, in Tytronia. The letters said that the egg had been experiencing some life threatening disease that is unknown to doctors everywhere. Apparently, the egg is still living, but it is as cold as ice and the mother can find no way to warm it. It's unlikely for an egg like this to survive, nonetheless not being covered in a thick shield of ice. I believe this is what I'll do my report on. It seems like a story worth telling. But, then again, it could cause panic. Others could become worried for the safety of their own eggs or soon to be born eggs.

But, it is a story that will definitely get attention. And attention means business, and business means money, and money means paychecks, etc. Hopefully, my story will be a huge success. Well, that's all I'll write for now. I'll catch up on this tomorrow.

~Ryuujin

The dragon yawned as he put his writing quill back into its ink cartage. He leaned back in his seat and sighed. Ryuujin's appearance was quite odd for a normal Earth Dragon. His scales were a dark, earthy green, his crests and belly plates were a light, sandy brown, and his horns were more of a beige color. However, what made him so different, was his venomous, long, dark brown, scorpion tail that was in place of what a normal tail would've been. His father was a normal Earth Dragon, but his mother was a full Scorpio Dragoness. That's what gave him his interesting, yet odd looks.

He stared out his window, looking at the stormy sky and sighed, "Cynder must be close. Only these raging storms could bring a hellish dragon like her to these parts."

Ryuujin hated that black beast. He hoped that she would die a horrible, slow, painful death and rot in the black depths of hell for all the sins she has put upon not only herself, but Warfang as well. He scoffed at her foolishness. Killing innocent dragons and humans just to free an even worse monster from his portal of despair. Ryuujin hoped that one day, he would see Cynder again, so he could take her out himself. But, then he thought. He was a dragon of the age of twenty. Cynder was older and stronger than him. He would never be able to take out that fire-breathing dragoness.

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud boom of erupting thunder. He jumped a little at the noise, but soon relaxed. He eyed the bed in the corner of his room.

"I have a busy day tomorrow. I should rest up for my trip into Tytronia." Ryuujin jumped out of his chair and slowly walked to the bed. He climbed in and closed his eyelids, not even bothering to cover up. His mind slowly faded from reality to fantasy as dreams over took him. Even the storm couldn't disrupt his sleep.

..

Ryuujin's P.O.V

I was standing in a small, stone room. My dull, blue eyes darted from side to side. I couldn't move. At all. If I even tried to move, I would feel a shot of pure, agonising pain burst through my chest. I tried not to even twitch my eyelid, knowing it would send jolts of hurt through my veins. I heard the sound of a iron door opening, but I couldn't see any door since the room had no source of any light. I heard a deep, dark voice pound through my head.

"One shall not know of what is to come to early." The booming voice uttered. The voice was indeed scary, but I could hear a faint, female voice mixed in with it. I stood stock still, but I had a sudden urge to try and move my mouth to form words.

"W-what is to come?" I managed to say without any pain.

"The rain of eternal light. The time when no darkness can win! The time when they'll stand up to danger!"

"WH-WHO!" I was getting frightened for some odd reason, but also anxious to know what the voice was trying to explain to me.

"One shall not know of what is to come to early."

"Y-you said that already!"

"SILENCE!" The voice ripped apart my eardrums. I thought I would turn deaf from it's volume. Whatever the voice was, it was slowly walking towards me. Its footsteps echoing through the small room. I shuddered and my breathing was getting faster out of nervousness. The voice spook while walking towards me.

"Your world will change dramatically dragon. Next year is The Year of the Rising Darkness. Not many know what it means. But, you certainly do, don't you?"

"U-uh-urm...I-I d-d-don't. Maybe..."

"I think you do. I know you do. What does it mean?"

"I don't know! I swear I-"

"What does it mean, coward!" the voice shook the ground like an earthquake. The footsteps stopped so I relaxed a little.

"The Twelve Dragon Warrior and Three Human Mages!" I quickly responded.

"Correct." The voice's tone changed to a soft sound. Suddenly, I could get a full glimpse of the voices body. It was a female! She was definitely younger than I was, about thirteen. Her scales were as black as night. She had white, long hair running down her long, slender neck. Her hot pink, belly plates shined like sapphires. Her horns were white like her hair and had a curvy shape to them. She had two, smaller white horns sticking out of the center of her head, next to two, furry, dog-like ears. Her wings were like a normal dragons, the wing fingers the same color as her scales and the wing membrane hot pink like her belly plates, but the had black and white feathers on the outsides of them. Her tail tip was even odder. It was a white star that was like a stencil. In it's middle, was a blood-red crystal. It wasn't connected to the tail, just floating there like a ghost. It was generating multi colors of electricity. It was blueish, pinkish, purplish, whitish electricity. What really caught my attention, was her golden eye. It had a pupil the represented a cats', a long slit. Underneath it was a cute, tiny, light-grey star with two little curvy markings on either side of it. Her other eye, however, was covered up by her bangs. I could see a scar across her face, coming from where the other eye should've been. I suspected that she had lost her eye, but I wasn't making assumptions so soon.

Her expression was serious and death-filled. I shivered. Her appearance was foreign to me. I had never seen a dragon designed like her. She was weird to me. She began to talk.

"Do you know who I am?"

"N-No!" I screamed nervously.

"I am the one that will be your savior."

"M-My savior is God!" I screamed. I am a dragon who believes in God, so I couldn't believe this dragoness.

"God is only the creator. The creator of everything. The king of prophecies. For I will be the protector. The one that does God's bidding. Understand?"

"No! That is a lie-"

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" The ground shook again.

"I-I understand! Please don't hurt me!"

The dragoness smirked. She raised her head and spoke for one last time, "You'll meet me sooner then you think, dragon. I am not an illusion. I am visiting more than just you right now." I shivered. "I am not one. I am many. I am twelve. I am three. I am golden. I am awoken. I am prophecy!"

I've heard those words before. Golden? Awoken? Twelve? Three? I get it!

"Please. At least let me know your name first!" I plead.

"Me? I don't have a name. I cease to exist."

"B-But you just said you weren't an illusion. That we'll meet again?"

"You'll understand dragon. You will eventually."

I gasped as the dragon's hair moved away from her covered up eye. The eye was a horrifying sight to me. The sclera wasn't white like her other eye. It was jet black. Blacker than her scales. The iris was red. Blood red. Inside the pupil was a shape. The shape of a pentagram, surrounded by unrecognized symbols. I shivered as the dragoness slowly faded like the rest of my vision. I couldn't hear anything, nor could I speak. I couldn't scream, which was something I wanted to do desperately.

..

Third Person P.O.V

Ryuujin shot out of bed, screaming at the top of his lungs. His eyes were as large as pumpkins. His breathing was hitching as he yanked his head from side to side, seeing that it was morning. He looked over at his nightstand. He checked the time on his clock. It read eleven o' clock.

"Shit, I'm late!"

.:XOXOX:.

"Goddamnit,Goddamnit,Goddamnit,Goddamnit!" Ryuujin quickly yelled while running along the dirt path, his messenger bag around his back. He had realized he was late. He was supposed to be at the village at ten thirty, but it was already getting close to twelve. He couldn't fly. He had no wings, being part Scorpion Dragon. However, he was a fast runner. Faster than dragons with wings, since wings were just extra weight a dragon had to carry.

He stopped to catch his breath. The dirt road seemed pleasant. It was sunny out, not a cloud in the blue ocean of sky. All the green dragon had to do was follow the path out of the city and into the village nearby. He was halfway there, but it was going to take him a while to get there since he had no way of flying. He sat on his rear and began panting. It wasn't like him to get tired after only little running, but it was a fairly far distance to the village.

Ryuujin heard a squawk overhead. It echoed the surrounding, open area. Ryuujin recognized the squawk immediately.

"That's Liyatdos's squawk!" Ryuujin stated. He began yelling out Liyatdos's name. In response, a huge bird with turquoise feathers and red wings, came flying out of nowhere and landed on his dragon buddy.

"Heeeeeey Ryuujin! Sup'?" The bird cocked his head and gave a smile.

"Nothing really. How about you?"

"I just met this foxy lady-bird over seas. And boy, she loves to play hard to get!" The bird made a sexy growling noise and laughed.

"Yeah, well then again, who would ever fall for you?"

"Man, don't be cold. I will get that tiger in my nest eventually."

"Eventually means never when it comes to you."

"Shut it, Ryuujin! I'm gonna get this one!"

"Whatever you say, Liyatdos."

"So, what are you doin' in these parts anyways?"

"I just got my job as a reporter. I'm visiting a near village and doing my article on one of the new born eggs there. It seems pretty 'article worthy', if I do say so myself."

"You mean the egg?" Liyatdos brought his wing up to his beak.

"The egg?"

"Yeah! It's the egg everyone has been talking about! A lot of other fellow birds have been tellin' me it's the egg of the prophecies! The egg of them! The twelve!"

"That's preposterous, Liy. The whole 'Twelve Dragon Warriors' news is just a bunch of bullshit. It won't happen, just like it didn't for the past two million years. Besides, the purple dragon egg has been laid already. No other prophecies can happen in The Year of the Dragon."

"Nah man, nah. Trust me. It's real! Even I believe it! I've seen the egg myself. It's pretty scary stuff."

"Well, whatever. I don't really care much. All I know is, is that it won't happen because it isn't possible."

"Whatever you say, scaly." The bird saluted him and perched on the dragons back. The two chatted as they strolled down the dirt path. Liyatdos kept bringing up the subject of the egg, and Ryuujin was getting tired of it. He would playfully swat at the bird every time he brought up the egg.

They soon arrived at the small village. It was a cozy and welcoming. Ryuujin knew this was definitely going to be a good article. He proceeded along the dirt path, scanning the huts to see which one is the designated hut. He then noticed a large, dome shaped temple, resting in the middle of the village. He supposed this is where he was supposed to be.

"Alright then, Ry. I'm gonna get on goin', so good luck on yer' article." Liyatdos stated and began flapping his wings. Ryuujin waved goodbye to him and watch him take to the skies. Ryuujin walked the rest of the way to the temple and knocked on its large, wooden doors. The temple doors creaked open, revealing a large room, filled with multicolored eggs. Three dragons were inside the temple. One dragon was a male. His scales were a dark grey and his belly plates were a ruby-red color. His horns were white and curved like a rams, and his wings were angel wings, covered in both black and white feathers. Another dragon was a female. Her scales were white as clouds. Her belly plates were a bright, vibrant pink. Her wing's fingers were black, and the wings membrane was the same color as her belly plates. The third dragon was an aqua blue color. Her belly plates, horns, and wing membranes were sky blue. She wore golden neck, wrist, and tail braces with red, health crosses on them. A nurse maybe? The grey, male dragon walked up to the Earth Dragon.

"You must be Ryuujin. My name is Nezumiiro." He extended his forearm, offering Ryuujin to shake his paw. He shook it and sat on his rump.

"So, are you the father of the egg that I'll be reporting?"

"Yes, I am. That's my mate, Nuxik." He pointed to the white dragoness.

"Ah. So where is the egg?"

"Come. I'll show you." He followed the slightly larger dragon over to the nests that the eggs were resting in. He pointed over to an egg that was resting on what looked like a special Imodium. The egg was surrounded by torches, lit with aqua-blue fire. The egg was jet black. Printed on it, looked like a red pentagram. Ryuujin shivered. No wonder the egg was cold. It looked like it was meant to be. Ryuujin pulled out his pencil and paper.

"Alright, so when did you realize the egg was like this?"

"About a week ago." Nuxik answered, her voice filled with nervousness.

"Has anybody tried to help you out with the egg?"

"No. No one knows the problem."

"Ah. I see. Now, has the egg ever shown any signs of life? You know, cracking, shaking, twitching?"

"It has cracked a few times, but the cracks always end up disappearing."

"That's odd. So, has anyone ever told you that you should just abort the egg?"

"I've told them several times." The aqua dragoness spoke.

"Who may you be miss?" Ryuujin asked kindly.

"My name is Getsuei. I'm the village's nurse."

"Alright. So, what have you figured out about the two's egg when you examined it?"

"I have seen many things weird. But, this takes the cake. The egg is indeed a female. She's living to my surprise. The shell is as cold as ice and the body of the dragoness is surrounded by a frozen prison. But, from my research, she is not an Ice Dragon. Her breed is undetermined. Nezumiiro is an Asian Magic Dragon, yet Nuxik is an European Crystal Dragon. Those two breeds couldn't make an Ice Dragon. That means that the child would have to be a mixed breed."

"Interesting. Now, Nuxik. A lot of talk has gone around, saying that your egg might bring more than that of a normal dragon. What do you think of these rumors?"

"I am n-not sure what to think. I do believe in the prophecy, but I certainly don't believe that my egg, out of all eggs in Warfang, has anything to do with it."

"Alright. Now, how have you tried and dealt with the temperature of the egg?"

"I've tried sitting on it to keep it warm. Getsuei has tried to incubate it. And we even let it bake out in the sun on the hottest of days. But, it only keeps getting colder."

"Mmhmm. Alright. Well, I think I have all the information I need. But, I would like to stay here at the village for the next few days. You recalled that it's due date is quickly approaching."

"Y-yes! It is! Hopefully she'll hatch." Nuxik wrapped her wing around the cold egg, a tear trailing down her face. "She's got a whole life ahead of her. I don't want it to be taken away from her."

"I see. Is there anyplace available for me to rest at?"

"There is a cabin for village visitors availible. I'll take you to it." Getsuei offered.

"Sure. Thank you."

.:XOXOX:.

Ryuujin laid himself down on the cabin's cozy bed. It was already night time and he needed to be rested. He was hoping that the egg would hatch so he could see it. But, something about the egg was familiar to him. The color. The print. The everything. He then caught a glimpse of his dream that he had the last night in his mind. He shivered just remembering the dragoness's dark voice. Her appearance. Her eye. HER EVERYTHING! Ryuujin scoffed. How could a dream affect him so much to the point where he wanted to scream?

'Maybe it's just all the Moonberries I've been scarfing down lately.' He thought, remembering how much he loved the taste of the glowing, purple berries. They have been known to give you strange illusions if you eat to many at once. He heard a knock at the door. He hesitated to get up from the comfy bed, but it would be rude not to answer. He slowly rose from his bed and walked slowly towards the door. He opened it and saw a dragoness standing at the door. She was a pretty one, at that. She looked about his age. She had lime green scales and orange features. She gave him a warm smile.

"You are Ryuujin, no?" she had a bit of a french accent.

"I am." Ryuujin said plainly, to distracted by her looks to give a full introduction.

"Oh, well I would just like to welcome you to the village. I hear that you are doing an article on the egg."

"God damit, why the hell is everyone saying the egg?"

"Because, it is the egg of the soon to be prophecies. New Years Day is infact tomorrow. And it'll be The Year of the Rising Darkness, no?"

Oh shit! Ryuujin completely forgot that tomorrow was New Years Day How could he forget?

"O-oh yeah. I-I seem to have for-forgotten, heh."

"Oh you silly!" She chuckled. "Well, would you mind if I came in?"

"N-No, not at all. Please, come in." He stood over to the side, letting her proceed inside, "So, what is your name?"

"My name is Flarera." He thought the name was pretty. He smiled and invited her to come sit down.

"So Flarera, what did you come to see me for? Besides greeting me, of course."

"I came to talk to you about the egg. I have many things to tell you. Tell me. Have you recently had a strange dream?"

'Hell yes, and it's freaking the hell out of me!'

"No. Not recently."

"Oh, well I have. I was visited in my dreams. By the child of the egg. I knew it was her. I saw it."

"Oh. Well, what did she loom like?"

"She was black as midnight. Her wings were like those of a dark angels. Her eyes. Were the most haunting. One like that of a ferocious tiger, golden and viscous. The other, like a glimpse into hell. Red as blood and scary as a ghost story."

Ryuujin's eyes widened. It sounded just like the dragoness he saw before in his dream.

'I am visiting more than just you right now.'

The quote boomed through Ryuujin like a terrorist bomb.

"And, she was telling me things," She continued. "Things that were frightening to me. She said that she was not one, but she was many. I didn't quite understand. Do you?"

"N-No, I...I'm sorry Flarera, I don't. It does seem strange, but I highly doubt it has anything to do with the egg."

"No. It does! She told me, that we would meet again."

'You'll meet me sooner then you think, dragon. I am not an illusion'

Ryuujin heard the voice again and shivered. Flarera noticed this and looked puzzled.

"Everything alright, Ryuujin?"

"Y-Yeah. All peaches and cream."

"O-Okay. Good to know."

Ryuujin nodded and rubbed his temples, trying to process all the information being given to him all at once. Everyone, but him, believed in the prophecy coming true. He was starting to doubt his own beliefs. One side of him didn't believe it, but the other side of him did. He wasn't sure which side to pick. Maybe he should just ignore it all.

"Tomorrow." Flarera interrupted the silence.

"What?"

"Tomorrow. The day that she'll hatch." The french dragoness sat up a little.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. Three days from now is when she'll hatch."

"I was told she'll hatch tomorrow. In my dream."

Ryuujin was confused now. Flarera was getting more information out of her dream than he was out of his. Maybe Flarera was special in some type of way to where she would receive more information then him. Or maybe he didn't listen close enough? Who knows.

"Was there anything else in your dream that, you know...kinda freaked you out?"

"Well, I recall her saying something. Something odd."

"What was it?"

"She said...I am not one, I am many, I am twelve..."

'I am three, I am golden, I am awoken, I AM PROPHECY!'

"...Y-yes." Flarera said.

"Huh?" Ryuujin looked at her confused.

"Th-that is what she said."(A/N: *Realizes what I typed.* LOLOLOLOLOL) Ryuujin then noticed that he just said what the voice said in his head. He smiled cheesily, hoping the dragoness wouldn't figure out that he had the same dream.

"You had the same dream as me, no?"

"...Alright...Yes...I did. I was to nervous to say. I did have the same dream. I have been hearing that voice in my head all day now. It's starting to piss me off."

"Oh, it is quite alright. I understand. I am scared as well."

"Oh, good to know, heh."

"Tomorrow morning. Meet me in the same temple you went into earlier. We'll stay there all day and see if she hatches. Will you, no?"

"O-Of course!" Ryuujin smiled.

"Good. I must be going now. I will see you tomorrow." With that, she got out of her seat and exited out the door. Ryuujin breathed out and decided it was time to write another entry.

Maskiluu 37th, 4097

Journal Entry 2

That dream wasn't only shared amongst me. I met another dragoness here in the village by the name of Flarera. She's kind and very pretty. I was told by her that she had the same dream, with the same weird looking dragoness. She, however, received much more information than me. She was told in the dream that the black egg was to hatch tomorrow. I'm worried that it won't happen. But, I've been hearing those wacky voices in my head so anything is really believable now. I don't know what'll happen to me, but New Years Day is tomorrow. I am certain that things in Warfang will never be the same as before. Better or for worse.

...I am prophecy...

.:XOXOX:.

A/N: Okay so that was AWESOME! LOL so i am really excited to be writing this. I've had this idea in my head since sixth grade(i'm in seventh) and now i can publish it! I've been tempted on making comics instead of writing, since drawing is my strong point, but I thought that a comic would take to long so I resorted to this instead. But, it's the next best thing.

Yes I know I havent updated TNS but i'm worken on it so dont rush :c lol

I am taking my State Test on tuesday, the I-STEPS so It'll be a bitch. I'll be studying like crazy so i'll be posting rarely this week. sowwy.