Author's Note: Thought I remake chapter prologue my Spyro story, The Forgotten Realms, to make it a short story. It will be in parts, so it would make the story a little interesting. It's completely different.
Disclaimer: I don't own Spyro or the other characters.

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The Forgotten Realms: Home on the Hills

Part 1

"Let me get this straight, Ami..." a voice spoke out, as a purple dragon looked at the arch before him, staring up at it for a moment before he turned to a companion, "You want us to go through...this portal?"

An eager voice replied quickly, "Yes!"

It was late afternoon in the open landscapes; the sun was slowly beginning to set into the horizon.

Standing before a large portal were ten young dragons: Spyro, Ami, Flame, Ember, Bruce, Rikki, Ruby, Halvor, Grayson, and Coltrane, had stopped after they found a brick arch that had appeared from out of nowhere, as if it was welcoming them. Inside of it, was a picture of another world with lush, rolling hills and green valleys in every direction. After leaving their home, the Dragon Temple, these dragons sought out a new sanctaury from a threat that was coming towards their old home.

Cautiously, Spyro approached the portal and looked at it for a moment, before he stepped into the portal with hesitation; it rippled like water as the purple dragon disappeared through it.

The other dragons widened their eyes with shock, some took glances at each other, and before long, they also disappeared into the portal until none of them were left in the fields and the portal disappeared into nothingness after they went through.

The next thing they knew, the dragons found themselves in another place very different from the one they just came from. The sun was still in the sky, shining its warm rays down on the new visitors. Spyro looked and saw a very tall hill before he took off toward it, determined to climb up the hill to see what world they were in.

The other dragons closely followed Spyro, running and hurrying up the grassy hill eager to see the view. However, Ruby was slowing down and stopped at the middle of the hill to catch her breath.

"Come on, Ruby!" Bruce encouraged, looking back at the little Dream Weaver.

Ruby looked up to Bruce and resumed running up the hill while ignoring her aching paws. As the dragons continued running up the hill, Coltrane was the first to reach the very top, due to being the fastest of the group. He stood up on his hind legs and looked around at the glorious view he was seeing from the top.

Coltrane hollered happily with a smile, seeing something remarkable atop the hill, "Come and look! You can see the whole world!"

As the others reached the top of the hill, they all gasped with wonder when they saw the new world before their very eyes.

It was a world made widely out of green meadows. Castles far and wide were scattered around this realm; once homes to dragons who once roamed here. Accompanied by the tall trees and lush green grass, waterfalls fed many ponds in the realm along with tall towers and stone buildings. There were several flower gardens amongst the jewel-encrusted walls, and to the dragons, it was truly a glorious world to live in.

"This is where we'll start again." Spyro began, smiling, as he looked at the wonderful view of their new home.

Halvor wondered, turning to his friends, "But what is this place?"

"This must be Artisans..." Bruce murmured, looking closely at the rolling hills and small castles before he realized with understanding as he turned to Spyro, "Our birthplace, Spyro! Remember the stories Elder Lateef told us back at the temple? This must be where our Artisan ancestors were before long ago. This must be!"

Coltrane praised with joy and wonder, "Oh, ancestors above! They made it all for us!"

"Our ancestors may have made it, but Ami found it..." Spyro smiled, as he watched the fantastic view from where he was standing along with his friends.

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Within the open hills, a blue fairy zoomed through the air before it took cover within a pile of broken stones. A viciously snarl suddenly erupted from behind her as a Death Hound had leapt for the fairy but landed in front of the stones instead. The hound tried to dig its way into the stones, but couldn't move them. It was a local predator in Artisans, and upon arriving here, it preyed on fairies and other creatures.

The Death Hound growled softly and lifted its head away from the rocks the fairy took refuge in, before it walked away into the hills to look for other easier prey.

Seeing that the coast was clear, the blue fairy peeked out from the rocks and flew out of them. "Not this time, you silly hound." She smirked, before she fluttered away...