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The Legend of the Three: A New Beginning
A Legend of Spyro FanFic
Chapter 1: Origins
(The White Isle)
The time is almost here, thought the Chronicler, as he moved through the historical archives of the dragon race. Suddenly, there was a flicker from one of the shelves. The Chronicler went over to examine this shelf, and found not one, but five new books; one purple, one black, one orange mixed with earth tones, one swirled shades of blue, and one yellow with white. He was already aware of what the purple and black books represented, but the other three were more mysterious. He pulled the orange one from the shelf, and was mildly surprised when the blue and yellow books came with it. Intrigued, he flipped ahead a few pages in all three, attempting to get a glimpse of the future. He found an image of three different young dragons, whose coloration almost perfectly matched the books, standing together, each one wearing a pendant. Underneath the image was a line of prophecy: The Three shall venture forth, each one bearing a fragment, and find the purple dragon. They shall travel with him, and help him unlock his destiny. One shall bear the magmatic power of the deep earth, one shall bear the flowing power of the oceans and the sky far above, and the third shall bear the arcing power of electricity and the shining light.
The purple and black books flickered again, indicating that a new page had been written.
"And so, now the story truly begins," said the Chronicler, quietly.
The Dragon Temple, Silver River Swamplands
In the Year of the Dragon, in a land beyond the realms, I, like all the others awaited the birth of the one of whom the prophecies foretold. But the Dark Master heard these prophecies as well. I should of hidden the eggs long before, but I thought we ready, I thought they were safe. Oh, how I was wrong.
The fire guardian, Ignitus walked through the temple, entering the carefully sealed chamber where oneegg in particular was being kept: the purple one. Suddenly, the guardian of electricity, Volteer, came running in.
"Ignitus, the dark armies have come!" shouted Volteer, "Save the eggs!"
Ignitus, needing at least three legs to run on, grabbed the only egg he could, the purple one. He ran out the secret back exit and landed on the banks of the Silver River, he placed the egg in an upturned mushroom cap, sending it downstream.
"May the ancestors look after you, may they look after us all…" he then quickly took off and headed back to the temple, immediately knowing his worst fears had come true.
Kaskia Volcanic Island Arc, Ashfall Island
*Five years later*
Gneiss' POV
"Gneiss, get up, son!" That was my father, Granite, "the emissaries will be here soon!" I climbed out of bed, and stretched my various limbs and walked over to the mirror to make sure I looked presentable. The reflection I saw staring back at me was typical of a magma dragon such as myself: Bright orange scale flecked with black covering the majority of my body, with my underbelly being more of an earth tone, and the colors fading to black as they approached my tail tip, which ended with an obsidian tail-blade. My claw and horns were ash gray, while the membrane of my wings were a mix orange and gray with the bone structure of my wings highlighted in black. The lines of spikes running down my back were black, with red tips, like erupting volcanoes. I was a bit on the pudgy side, but again that's normal. We magma dragons tend to be a somewhat… stocky. After making sure I looked ok, I hurried outside to catch up with the others, who were waiting down at the beachside pavilion. I spotted my father amongst the others, wearing the heirloom artifact of our people, the Crystal of Molten Earth, a gem of mixed red and green.
"So, who are these emissaries representing anyway?" I asked
"They come on behalf of our distant kin, the sea dragons," Granite answered, "ah, here they come now". All of a sudden, the water seemed to rise up and form into a head, and then the water fell away and I realized that it was just swimming… I think. A great, crested head emerged from the waves, followed by a long, serpentine body with four gracefully finned legs; its scales were a deep ocean blue, while its underbelly was more of an aqua color, and its salmon-colored horns branched like coral. It had several more fins along its back and sides, along with a great navy blue one on the end of its tail. Overall, very elegant looking; two other similar sea dragons emerged, flanking the first who was wearing a blue-purple crystal around its neck, along with a younger one, probably about my age.
"Introducing Queen Tsunami of the sea dragons, and her daughter, Princess Tempest!" said one of the flanking sea dragons.
"Welcome to the Kaskia Isles, Queen Tsunami, It is an honor to meet you," said Granite, bowing formally, "I am Granite, leader of the Magma dragons".
"The honor is all mine, but let's drop these formalities and adjourn to the meeting hall to discuss things," said Tsunami, "Tempest, my dear, why don't you go play with the others?"
"OK!" Said Tempest, running over to me, "Hi! I'm Tempest who are you?"
"Gneiss," I answered
She giggled, "you do seem nice, but what's your name?"
"My name is Gneiss," I replied, "G, N, E, I, S, S".
"OHH! Well then, good to meet you Gneiss!" Tempest said, "So, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know, maybe a flying race around the island?" I suggested.
"I… I can't fly, we sea dragons can't fly without use of our wind element, and I'm not skillful enough yet," she said sadly.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Well, we could always eavesdrop on the meeting," I suggested, "and find out what's so important".
We snuck up to the meeting hall, and climbed the wall to peek in through a hole in the roof.
"So what your telling me is that this 'Cynder' and her forces have been attacking dragon settlements around the globe, killing or enslaving all those that they find," said Granite, "that would explain why we haven't had contact from our brethren on the Isle of Boyzitbig".
"Yes, it's the same story everywhere, the black dragon Cynder and her Ape forces always strike quickly already," said Tsunami, "she holds quite a few areas under her claws now. But the real point is that we would like to set up a port, so we could quickly evacuate your people, in case her finding this place".
We had heard enough, and snuck back out to sit on the beach and mull over what we'd overheard. Soon enough the meeting was adjourned, and over the following feast, plans were drawn up regarding evacuation routes. Soon enough, the festivities had ended, and our groups went our separate ways.
"So son, how much of our meeting did you and Tempest hear?" he asked, sounding amused.
"I… um, thought you hadn't noticed us," I said nervously, "you're not mad are you?"
Granite just smiled, "son, I've know about that hole in the roof of the meeting hall for a long time, I used to use it to listen in on the meetings, too".
The contingent of sea dragons returned to the ocean for now, with their plans having been approved.