Prologue

"Two months have passed since our Master's defeat, and our foes are still weak. I wonder if they will ever recover," questions the first of two companions.

"Not if our plan comes to fruition. The Master gave us strict orders to wait until he returned. I sense that time is fast approaching, so, so fast," said the second in her light whispery voice. Her companion noticed the cold malicious lace in her voice and grinned at the thought. He looked outside toward the setting sun in the direction of Warfang. Their time was coming.

The guard hadn't noticed the distant dot on the horizon speeding toward the city. It wasn't long though until he did.

"Black dragon! There's a black coming from the north!" the small mole yelled to the runners down at the base of wall. "Run, tell the guardians!" They promptly left, running to the learning center, where the guardians were currently holding classes.

Spyro closed his eyes as sleep threaten to take him. Two months ago he was fighting a war against an enemy that threatened to eradicate his entire race, but now he was stuck in Cyril's history class attempting to stay awake. He sighed and looked around the room at his fellow classmates. Being in the upper right hand corner allowed him to see most of his friends. Flame, who to the left and back, was out cold. Next to him (directly behind Spyro) was Ember. A month and a half ago Cynder and Spyro had met their classmates for the first time. Two days later Ember official went from 'acquaintance' to 'stalker'. It was to the point that for two weeks he was hard pressed to lose her and get some alone time that he had desperately needed with Cynder. Then school started. And while he didn't get any alone time with Cynder, it got Ember of his tail.

"It was after this battle that the Moles decided tha-," Cyril never got to finish his sentence. That moment one of the runners came crashing through the door.

"Master Cyril! A black dragon has been spotted moving south toward the city! The other guardians are to meet in the center clearing to meet them," the cheetah said panting. In the commotion Spyro stirred and broke through his day dreams. Black dragon? He thought all the dragons were in Warfang. Who is he? Where did he come from? All these questions ran through his head plus more and he could tell everyone else was thinking the same. Making eyes with Cynder, he knew this was on her mind too.

"I guess that includes me than. Class dismissed," Cyril waved his massive paw and everyone rushed pass him to get out of the cramped classroom. In the rush of people, Spyro lost sight of Cynder.

"Wait, can I come? Shouldn't I meet him too?" Spyro asked Cyril, but unfortunately, he didn't hear.

The commotion somehow escaped Flame's noticed, for he was still fast asleep. Spyro kicked him awake.

"Whaaaat? Letme shleep," Flame slurred his words as he woke.

"Come on, class is over," the magic words. In a flash Flame was up on his feet as awake as could be. He looked at the clock and noticed how early it was.

"Whad I miss? Did Master Snore get bored?" Flame asked.

"I'll never get bored of giving you detention, young Flame. 5 o'clock with Master Gladiator. Now get out. I have to go," as they left the classroom, Flame asked under his breath

"Why didn't you tell me he was standing there?"

15 minutes later after losing Ember, meeting up with Cynder, and having Flame distract Ember to lose her again, the two talked about what had happened in class.

"Do you think that he's a shadow dragon? I thought the shadow dragons were as rare as light dragons. And there are only 8 of those in recorded history. I hope that this guy is nicer than Shurruke," Spyro said. Among the dragons that came out of hiding after Malefor's defeat, were quite a few dragons their age. Shurruke was one of them. A large shadow dragon, he was pompous, arrogant, disrespectful, and a bully with an eye for Cynder. Spyro didn't like him at all because of this and constantly got into fights with him, and has never lost.

"How do you know they're a guy? What if they're a girl, hhmm? I hope it's a girl so that I have someone to spar with. Shurruke is an absolute creep, the less I have to make contact with him the better," she hated him just as much as Spyro did, though she rarely got into fights with him outside of Master Gladiator's class. The girls in the class were electric dragoness named Therana and Sana, a cold ice dragoness named Maryli, Ember, and another fire dragoness named Cider. While Spyro was able to make friends in most of the guys, the girls had split into two groups, Cynder, Sana, and Therana made up Cynder's group and Maryli, Ember and Cider made up Maryli's group. None of them had the rarer elements; shadow, poison, fear, wind, sound or light. Shurruke was the only one that had enough raw power to put up a fight against them, and fighting class was getting boring.

"I bet you a gem that it's a guy," Spyro teased.

"You're on," Cynder retorted, as they ran to the center clearing.

The area had been cleared do to the seriousness of the situation .Using her shadow breath to render them invisible, Cynder and Spyro moved to the edge of the clearing silently. The newcomer had already landed, and was already talking to the guardians. Immediately Spyro knew that he was a guy, due to the fact that he was broader than a female although longer from the shoulders to the base of his tail. Spyro could tell that the black dragon was older than him, due to the fact that he was probable a foot taller than him. Like the runner had said, he was indeed a black dragon, but unlike most dragons the scales faded from the black of his back to the deep emerald green of his belly. He had only two, foot and a half long horns on his head, shining white and as straight as a cheetah's sword. What interested Spyro most were the faded green crystal clusters on his on the shoulders of his front legs and, instead of a tail blade, a small, sharp crystal cluster.

"- are coming to Warfang. They thought that it would be best to send someone ahead to tell you to expect their arrival," the black dragon stated.

"Why all of a sudden have you decided to come here?" Terrador inquired, obviously irritated with the information, or maybe it was the fact he had been called here to meet one that wasn't even an adult.

"They believe that since the war is finally over it would be safe to return. You must realize that we have been fighting-," he stopped midsentence. Spyro knew something was wrong as the dragon lifted his head just a tad. With in the span of three seconds he turned around to face Spyro and Cynder as their invisibility faded with a gasp from Cynder and an unbearable pain shot through him, locking him in place. Somewhere deep in his mind he heard a deep and hollow voice. It said one thing before he blacked out.

'I see you.'

Hello, this is my first story everybody, any and all pieces of advice would be OOOMAZING. It actually took longer that expected to finish. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed and please review. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon.

-Writer's Convexity