Prologue

AN: Hello! I'm Nathen. This will be the second time I've posted this. I had some minor problems before (The story looked like a bunch of lines of code) but now I think I've fixed it. I would like to thank the person who told me about it and his name is theuone. Thank you so much again.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story except for my OCs.

Anyways this story is a crossover of the Wings of Fire series and the Legend of Spyro series. I might not get the character's personality right but really; I'm only in middle school. Also if you spot any type of error please tell me. Finally I would like to thank everybody who reads this. I don't care how you found just thank you.

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Three brothers stood on a battlefield. The place was not a very good place to have a battle. The ground was marshy, and did not support weight very well. All around the marsh field there were tall hills and large conifers in all but two areas.

On each side of the battle field there stood two great armies. At the head of each army was a girl, each one the leader of their respective army. One girl stood in a pure white loose fitting dress staring across the field. Behind her stood her army an army of great good which looked like it had every good being ever known in it. There were dragons, Unicorns, angel-like creatures, and many others.

The other army looked the exact opposite. Their leader stood in a tight fitting midnight black leather jumpsuit doing the exact same as her counterpart on the other end of the field. The army behind her was filled with creatures of indifference and might. There were demons, soot black evil looking unicorns, doppelgangers imitating others in twisted ways, and many other creatures called evil.

The only thing holding each army back was the three brothers. One was tall and fair with silver hair and cold and calculating blue eyes. Another was short with darker skin with almost pure black hair and mischievous red eyes. The final brother was medium in height and build with golden hair and kind and caring green gold flecked eyes.

This final brother stood at a grill cooking steak and other foods. Connected to him were two rippling gray bands of energy winding on each side, one to each brother. The tall and fair brother stood facing the army of evil in a stance that suggested great effort. In front of him was a wall of pure white energy. His brother stood in exactly the same stance facing the army of good. In front of him was a wall of pure black energy.

This is where our story begins and eventually finds its end.