Just to let you all know, the story starts out before book one but not that far. I would say about a few weeks. That is all. P.S: Let me know if I should change to first person.

The Mark

The dragon was about the size of an adult at the time. His golden scales were covered while his eyes were still closed. His horns were also a golden color as were the spikes that ran down his back. The boy also notices an unusual gap the rested between two of the spikes. He assumed that it was always there and he just did not notice it. The boy was relieved when he could see the steady rise and fall of his chest.

"At least he is still breathing" the boy thought as he put his bow away and made his way down to his friend, hoping to find some way to wake him up.

"Spyro hay Spyro you up?" the boy asked as he slowly reached out with his right hand.

Before he could touch him, the dragon started to stir.

"Spyro wake up man come on." The boy repeated as he watched the dragon opened his eyes to reveal two sparkling purple eyes.

Slowly the dragon got up on his four legs. The boy could hear the cracking of bones being put back in place. His eyes set upon the boy and you could see his face change from confusion to joy. The emotion was confirmed when the boy notice his tail starting to swing back and forth.

"Yes Spyro it is good to see you too." The boy replied and then asked "are you all right?"

A faint growl suddenly echoed in the woods.

The boy, acting on finely tuned reflexes, pulled out his bow and loaded an arrow all in one move. He started to scan for any disturbances in the forest line.

"Spyro…I don't think we are alone here?" the boy replied

This time he heard another growl but this time it sounded…confused.

The boy turned his head and looked at the purple dragon. Puzzlement was now clear in his eyes as he tried to open his mouth to say something but no words came out. He started to pound the ground in frustration and smoke started to come out of his nostrils.

The boy started to get worry and said "Spyro you need to calm down."

What came as a shock to the boy, the dragon did in fact calmed down a bit but his tail was still moving almost violently, a sign of agitation.

"Maybe Spyro can still understand me even if I can't understand him." The boy thought and then turned back to his dragon friend and said out loud "Okay Spyro, I need you to trust me for a bit okay." The purple dragon nodded his head and looked at the boy with curiosity.

"We need to find somewhere safe and figure out what is going on. It might not be a good idea for you to fly as we don't know what or who lives in this forest and we can't risk an attack now."

The purple dragon nodded his head again and waited for the boy to lead the way.

"Good…now let's find some shelter." The boy replied and started to head northwest with the dragon following close behind.

Several minutes later

The boy and the dragon, who we now know as Spyro, arrived at the edge of a lake. The crystal clear water was beautiful under the moonlight as the water slowly swirled around due to the currents.

The boy looked at the view with much calmness in his heart but he still had a determined look on his face.

"This looks like a good spot to stay until morning." The boy replied turning his gaze back up to Spyro. He could see that his eyes were also looking across the water as well. He only moved his eyes so that he could look at the boy and nodded his head.

The boy then went off to gather wood for the fire. He just wanted to make a small one since morning was due in a few hours. Once the wood was in place, Spyro then made his way over to the wood and opened his mouth to light the fire.

Nothing came out.

Spyro got confused and started to make gagging sound as he tried to get some fire to appear. The best he was doing was creating smoke.

The boy looked at Spyro with a curious gaze and then said "Spyro stop."

Spyro stopped making the gagging noise and looked at the boy with a face that said "Why can't I breathe fire?"

The boy replied "Maybe you body has not become accustomed to this world. You made need a few days before you can start breathing your elements again."

Spyro gave a growl of annoyance and decided to lie down next to the unlit fire. His eyes were still open as he waited for the boy to light the fire.

The boy pointed his finger at the mound of wood and took a deep breath before whispering "Fire". A small flame shot out from his finger and landed on stack of wood and the fire started to appear. The flames were small enough that no one would notice them but large enough to keep animals away from the site.

The boy sighed and said "we should get some sleep before the sun comes up." Spyro nodded his head and closed his eyes. The boy put a smile on his face and said "Goodnight Spyro"

He then reached out with his right arm and placed his hand on Spyro forehead.

It was then that a pain shot through the boy hand and traveled up his arm. It felt like liquid fire was branding his entire arm. The boy let out a moan of pain before collapsing on his back.

And on his right hand, a silver mark started to appear. It was glowing silver in the moonlight.

And night went on to day.

There is chapter two. Let me know if I am doing alright or if I need to change anything.

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