Hi I am Starfighter and this is my first story and English isn't my native language. Because of this I'd like you to be understanding. I'll accept criticism of my work and I'll try to do better in the future. Thanks for reading this. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Spyro nor Battlestar galactica. They are owned by their respective companies and creators.
"Speaking"
'Thinking'
"Wireless"
"Well young dragon… where may you be?" Spoke Ignatius, the Chronicler of the new age of the dragon realms. The previous Chronicler have just passed his powers to him and although he did not yet know all of his new powers, he tried to use them to locate Spyro and Cynder.
Hours have past and he whose yet to locate any information on them in the Chroniclers library. He didn't know how he could do it in such place. He was about to give up when he suddenly have a filling to check out a particular book. The book in question had a thick purple and black cover with gold and silver letters and rims. He read it's title out loud: "The beginning of new age and destiny."
He opened the book and on the first page he saw a picture of Spyro and Cynder filing trough the air looking really happy. 'So there you are young dragon. May ancestors give you and your love happiness in this new age.' he thought.
He put the book away and was about to heed out to explore the library when he got the same feeling about another book. Seeing that this feeling helped him find the information about Spyro, he followed it to the another section of the library. There he took out another book. This one was black, with red and silver letters, lines and rims.
He opened the book and read out:" When the Dark Master falls, among the darkness of night from beyond the havens, a fleet will appear. A fleet caring the last people, of twelve grate colonies, always fleeing the enemy that they themselves crated. Because it happened once, and it will happen again. And yet there is still hope, a one ship, a star brightly shinning with hope that leads them to find there long lost brethren. Its name what instates the hope in their heart's. Names of it's commander and it's pilots instates fear and hatred in their enemy. So say there all." And underneath there whose a picture showing what he could only assume whose this star.
'What does it mean?' he thought before closing the book and walking away. What he didn't saw was a text under the picture and even if he saw it he wouldn't be able to read it because it was written in the language not of this world. And it read: There are those who believe...that life here began out there, far across the Universe...with tribes of humans...who may have been the forefathers of the Egyptians...or the Toltecs...or the Mayans. Some believe that there may yet be brothers of man...who even now fight to survive-somewhere beyond the heavens!
And on the cover in red and silver letters was a name that he didn't understood but the people of the twelve colonies of Kobol know really well because it whose their final hope. Their first and only line of defense against the cylons.
Battlestar
Galactica
The orbit around the reconstructed planet was peaceful, nothing out of ordinary. Sudennly a bright flash of light appered and out of it, a collosal structure appered before extending two structures abbout half it's length from the middle. Secconds later more flashes appered and out of them hunderts of other vessals in various shapes and sizes. The colonial refugee fleet have arrived.