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Flames engulfed the torches as a large red dragon opened his jaws to release his bright orange fire. The circular door that the torches were next to, opened with a creek, and he walked through. "In the year of the dragon, in a world beyond the realms..." the dragon began to narrate. "I like all the others, awaited the birth of the dragon of whom the prophecies foretold... but the dark master heard the prophecies as well. I should have hidden the eggs long ago, but I… I thought we were ready. I thought they were safe. Oh how I was wrong." The dragon walked up to a large pedestal with a red circular pillow and a purple egg sitting on top. The egg was dark purple with bright purple spots, and it was laying in the center of the pillow.
Low shelves with nests and eggs lined the rest of the room. In the center, was some type of circular platform, big enough for a full grown dragon to stand on. The surface of the platform looked like a smooth glowing blue stone with streaks of white running through it. There were two doors in the room, their was the one the red dragon had entered from, then their was another, right across the room that was still closed. Just then, the torches the red dragon had lit to open the door moments ago, went out and the dark wooden door closed.
The red dragon walked up to the only purple egg in the room that sat atop the pedestal. He looked down at the egg with a small flicker of hope in his eyes. Unfortunately, this moment did not last long. The hope in the dragon's eyes drained away and was replaced with worry and guilt, when a loud explosion followed by a deep rumbling sound interrupted his thoughts. Just then, a yellow dragon came out of the door opposite the one the red dragon had emerged from moments prior. "Save it! The dark armies, have come!" The yellow dragon exclaimed. The red dragon seemed to have gone "deer in the headlights",so the yellow dragon continued. "Go! We will save the rest!"
Finally, the red dragon replied. "I'll be back... ready to fight!" The yellow dragon seemed worried. "No Ignitus! You must protect the egg of the purple dragon! It is your duty as the leader of the guardians!" It seemed as though he wanted to say more, but the red dragon known as Ignitus, cut him off. "Yes, I am the leader Volteer! And as leader, I am going to come back and help save the grotto!" The yellow dragon known as Volteer, looked distraught and slightly annoyed. Suddenly, a loud explosion followed by a large crack appearing on the far wall, indicated that the dark armies were trying to break in. "Ignitus!" Volteer addressed him as he and his leader pulled their attention away from the crack in the wall. "I know you feel like you need to make up for the mistakes of the past! And I know you feel like you're responsible for everything that has happened, and everything that will happen! but we don't have time to argue! So would you please just put aside your personal turmoil, because it's clouding your judgment!" Ignitus was now focusing entirely on Volteer. "We will survive without you. You must not fail to do your duty." Volteer didn't even seem to trust himself when he said this, but Ignitus didn't seem to notice.
"O.k." Was Ignitus's only response. Ignitus turned around and picked up the purple egg off of the pedestal. When Ignitus turned back, he saw that Volteer had moved out of the way of the open door. Volteer gave him a forced smile, and nodded. Ignitus turned to the door, unfolded his wings, and flew through it. Once Ignitus was outside, he landed on the mud of the swap floor next to a river that reflected the night sky, and looked back up at the temple he had just left. He saw an explosion that caused a chunk of the temple to fall down the cliff side it had been constructed on top of. It was followed by a strike of lightning coming out of the freshly made hole, indicating that Volteer was the first of the three guardians to attack the dark armies.
"They need me…" Ignitus remembered what his friend had told him. We will survive without you. You must not fail to do your duty. Another streak of lightning came from the temple, followed by several shards of ice, indicating Cyril's entrance into the fray. "I don't care what Volteer says! They need my help! They need my support... " Ignitus then remembered something else his friend had told him. You must protect the egg of the purple dragon! Ignitus quickly looked for a safe place to put the egg. He quickly decided on placing the egg into an overturned mushroom. "I'll be back for you." Ignitus then unfolded his wings again, and took off towards the temple.
Unfortunately, when Ignitus returned, he found that the egg was gone. So was the mushroom. He quickly realized that the river had pulled in the egg, and it was now drifting away. Ignitus flew back into the air and tried frantically to find the egg, but it was long gone now, and there were too many branching paths. It would take forever to figure out where it had gone. Ignitus eventually gave up, and landed back onto the floor of the swamp. Ignitus decided to hope for the best. "May the ancestors look after you!" He shouted into the air. "May they look after us all."