By Dragon Story
DISCLAIMER: I sadly, do not own Spyro. Though I wish I did. But I do own these characters here
Lady Star
Firestar
Fireheart
Firenight
Firefaze
Queen Firemoon
Yes, I own all these characters. Just wait and find out who they are.
Chapter One – Firestar
In the most fiery part of the earth, on the other side of the Dragon Realm, the four spies bowed gratefully the Queen. She held her golden staff, banging several times against the marble floor, ordering the spies to go to a certain part of the dragon realm.
"Firefaze!" she ordered. The spy looked up, but his body was still showing respect in a loyal bow. "Go where the ice lies, where it's colder than it is here hot. First attack Frostbite village, then other areas. Take over the Ice Princess (she's from A Hero's Tail if you forgot.)
Firefaze once again bowed his garnet colored body, and he disappeared in a flash of fire. The Queen pointed to a darker red dragon. "Firenight, you will take over the more cooler areas, not far from here. There are more volcanoes. They shall become part of my fiery kingdom, the hyenas there are weak, kill them, and report back to me later tonight."
Firenight nodded, and like her other spy companion, disappeared into a fiery light. The Queen sniffed, satisfied they were so loyal. She pointed to one, who was fierce, but the Queen knew she was soft inside.
"Fireheart, Summer Forest," the Queen stated simply. She didn't want Fireheart to run into anybody she knew. She'd warn them, but with a glare from the Queen to Fireheart, the ruby red dragon widened her eyes in severe pain. "You will not get sidetracked, understand?"
Fireheart gasped slightly, but bowed. "Yes Queen Firemoon, I-I understand." She too, like the other two, was gone.
"Now, as for you, my dearest. You are my most trustworthy spy. I want you to go to the Dragon Realms, and spy on the stronger dragons there. One of them, a dragon slightly older than you, Spyro his name was, he is strong. Tell me more about it. I expect to hear from you by tomorrow and every night after that."
Firestar raised her head, her sapphire eyes blinking at the Queen. Where had she heard the name Spyro before, but she wouldn't dare disobey. "Yes, your highness. I understand," she said bravely. And with a blaze of fire and several ashes on the floor, she had already began her journey to the Dragon Realms, home to Spyro the Dragon.
"I just remembered a song my mother taught me when I was little," Ember commented as she and Spyro walked daintily through the forest. The sun was gleaming through the rooftops. "Just a couple words."
"Yeah?" Spyro asked. "I can't remember any. I sometimes wonder if I had a mother that lived with me through my life. I know my real mother. She turned to stone when I was still young. It was actually a rough story. The Elder taught it to me in my quest to find Red."
"Tell me!" Ember said, trying to get it out of him. "I want to know how you were brought up. You mentioned before about your siblings. There was your brother, Hydro, and you mentioned another. Um…Firestar wasn't it?" Ember looked at him with questioning eyes.
"Yeah, it was. They actually helped me fight Red, but Hydro died in the fight." Spyro looked down at the ground. "I had barely known him for a year, and he died. And as for Firestar…" He shrugged. "She disappeared."
"You didn't tell me the story," Ember added impatiently.
"Oh yeah!" Spyro laughed. "Well, here's how it goes. Thousands of years ago, there was a great Queen, who had many powers. She had the power of fire, electricity, water, and ice, including telepathy. She was known as Queen Aquitante, who ruled every realm in the world."
Ember got closer, trying to hear better. Spyro continued. "Well, about thirteen years ago, she had three children. Three baby dragons, one the color of the deepest depths of the sea, one as red as fire and eyes as golden as the sun, and one, the color of purple." Ember let out a small laugh. She knew that hatchling was Spyro.
"Queen Aquitante took great care of her hatchlings, until the evil dragon, Queen Firemoon, turned all the red dragons in the world against her. Firestar managed to escape her grasp, but it didn't stop Queen Firemoon from using her for later. Right before her death, Queen Aquitante inserted all her powers into us three, mostly me, since I was her favorite. She always loved how I was a unique purple."
Spyro sighed, but he smiled with it. "I remember the feeling of the power running into me, like your insides being flooded with water, but it felt good. Well then, after losing her powers, she immediately froze and turned into stone, before Queen Firemoon could kill her.
"Well, she did another thing before she turned to stone. She sent us to different realms, where Queen Firemoon couldn't find us. Mother, er, Queen Aquitante sent Hydro to the deepest, darkest, depths of the sea, Firestar to the hottest, most dangerous volcano in the world." Ember looked shocked.
"Firestar can withstand heats hotter than I can breath," Spyro said quickly and Ember sighed with relief. "Then she sent me to one of the Elder's here." Spyro shrugged again. "It's a pretty good story, but I'm still looking for Firestar. I hope we can be reunited again. I mean, we're brother and sister."
Ember shook her head. "I think that it's natural you'd go looking for your own sister, but"- and a loud crash was heard.
Spyro growled. "What was that?" He crouched down, pushing Ember behind him. Dust rose in the air in front of them, and soft footsteps were heard. A dragon's shape appeared in the dust, and a petite red dragon stepped out of the dust. She narrowed her eyes with attitude, but it was in a sassy way. Her golden eyes stared directly at Spyro.
"Sorry for the inconvenience," she said, in a voice filled with sass. "It appears I've made a crash landing. Hope it didn't cause any…unwanted noise." She took a step closer to Spyro.
"Her voice sounds so familiar…" Spyro thought. Wait, she had fiery scales, a golden underbelly and horns, with golden crests along her back. Her eyes were even golden. That looked and sounded exactly like…
"Firestar!" he called out to her, in surprise. She stepped back and narrowed her eyes so much they look like little slits.
"How do you know my name, dragon?" she spat. "I'm new here, I'm here for…well…something somebody like you shouldn't know!"
"But you're Firestar!" Spyro protested. Ember stepped out from behind his back, trying to find out what the argument was about. She gaped at the beautiful shimmering dragon in front of her, with red glitter falling from her wings. There was no female dragon in the land that fair. It had to be Firestar.
"It's true that I'm a Firestar, but I'm not a Firestar you know. I've never seen you before. I'm new to the neighborhood, do you live around here?" Firestar said. She added slowly. "Are you Spyro by any chance? The name is faint to my mind."
Spyro stepped closer to the shimmering red dragon. "Yes, I' m Spyro, you're brother. Remember? You fought alongside me against Red. Do you even remember Hydro?"
"I know that he's my dead brother. And my other brother is dead too. Why, he looked exactly like you. You remind me of him so much. Sadly, he died a year ago. I'm the only sibling left. Is this your sister?" Firestar replied. With that, she nodded to Ember.
"No, you are," Spyro replied in desperation. "You're my sister."
"I can't be," Firestar said, shaking her head sadly. "He died a long time ago, and so did my other brother. Because they betrayed me, they went to the other side, and their master destroyed them. They're dead." She cheered up a little. "But I'll say you're my brother. B-b-because…." Tears welled up in her eyes. "I don't have any, because they died. I hated them, I hated them so much, and they died. I shouldn't have hated them, because that's what killed them…hatred."
Spyro was getting tired of this. "But…you don't remember me? Hydro died, but I didn't." Has she lost her memory?
Firestar fanned her wings, sending glimmering red sparkles everywhere. "I don't even know you," she laughed. "But I'm okay now, I don't care about them anymore, the wonderful Fire Queen took me in. Now I'm treated like royalty."
Suddenly, she grasped her chest, her eyes turned to a more beautiful golden. Spyro stepped forward to help her, but she shoved him away. "D-don't touch me…" she cried out. Arching her back in pain, her wings fanning out even more. Then her eyes returned to the golden they were a year ago, not shrouded in purple.
Ember nudged Spyro. "Did you see her eyes earlier? They were shrouded in purple."
Spyro nodded. Firestar was writhing on the grass. He couldn't help her; she'd push him away again and again.
"Help me!" she cried out. But before Spyro could help her, her eyes resumed their original shrouded golden color, and she stepped up. Brushing the dirt off of her flawless scales, she glared at Spyro.
"Don't try to help me next time. I have those a lot. Just ignore what I say next time, got that?" He nodded his head slightly. "Good," Firestar added. "Well, I'm new, so do you mind showing me around?"
