A/N: This is a fic for Dragonbooster as you all know, this doesn't exactly follow the timeline, but whatever, there is an all new dragon booster, and an all new dragon of legend. Let's just see if this goes any better than my writing normally does. This story is not based around the ever loved Dragon Racing, but around Dragon jousting but expeect to see some old friends ;)

Disclaimer: I am not in any way connected to the Dragonbooster television show or the company that produces it.

Chapter 1

Rapture slowly opened his door and looked up and down the hall, everyone was asleep. He silently crept out of his room and looked over the balcony down the stairs, all the lights were off except for the one that led to his father's workshop. He climbed over the balcony and let himself hang, then dropped silently to the floor, directly infront of the kitchen. He slinked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple off the counter and smiled to himself in triumph. He rose the apple for a bite when a roar broke out from his father's workshop. He dropped the apple in surprise and ran to his father's door. He whipped it open and looked down into the basement, and there, at the foot of the stairs, stood a DRAGON! He ran down the stairs and ran over to the dragon, throwing his arms around its neck.

"Whoa boy! Calm yourself down!" He glared into the eyes of the Dragon and it glared back.

"Well son, I think he likes you." Rapture turned around to see his father sitting in the shadows.

"Dad, what's this thing doing in here?" He asked as he walked away from the dragon, which had now calmed and laid down.

"He's your new dragon son." He said. Rapture turned away from his father.

"I don't want a dragon dad, I told you, I don't feel comfortable around them."

"You seemed to be doing well back there."

"That, was instinct, I couldn't very well let it wreck your workshop."

"Listen son, this is important, what do you see when you look at this dragon?" Rapture shrugged.

"A big ugly brute?" The dragon glared at him and growled.

"Be serious Rapture!" His father scolded him. He stared at the dragon critically. Long, ugly face, sharp, horrible fangs, and...!

"Drack! Are it's scales yellow and black!" Rapture had read all the legends of the Dragon of legend. It was supposed to be a great dragon that would bring an end to the third Dragon/Human war. There was one before, a black and gold dragon named Beau, but it died out near the end of the last Dragon/Human war.

"Yes son, this is a dragon of legend. I have been breeding it since you were very young. It is nearly the same age as you, only three months the junior." He smiled down to his son. "Why not try to get onto him?" Rapture smiled and walked timidly over to his new dragon. "What will you call him?" Rapture had just been thinking that.

"I think...Nox..." His father smiled. Nox was latin for night, a sort of oxymoron, as his dragon could quite possibly be the beacon that makrs the end of the Dragon/Human war. Rapture climbed onto the sadle of the dragon and stroked its neck. Nox opened his eyes and looked up at Rapture, who smiled down to him. Nox stood and scratched at his back with his arm, then walked around the room. When he got over to Rapture's father he nuzzled against him, then he quickly whipped around, sending Rapture flying across the room into the wall. Rapture got up rubbing his head as Nox laughed.

"Stupid dragon!" Rapture turned and stomped up the stairs.

"Rapture wait!" His father shouted after him. Nox walked over to Ratures father and nuzzled him. "Don't worry boy, he'll come around." Raptures father pet the side of Nox' neck and picked a picture up of his desk, it was of his wife and himself, along with their dragons, Syrino and Wildfire.

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