Chapter 3

-David's POV-

Trent is different from what people said about him, I'll give him that. I woke up in the room the Guardians gave me and climbed out of the bed. I put on my day clothes again and prepared for today. I just hope I don't see Trent again today. After I finished getting dressed I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to it and opened it. Spyro was standing outside my room. "What are you doing here, Spyro. I thought you didn't want to talk to me after I 'disrespected' Trent yesterday." Spyro gave me a deadpanned look and sighed.

"Well, for starters you're coming with me for a little bit. Now hurry up we don't want to be late." He said.

"Late for what?" I asked.

"I'm taking you to the Dragon Academy." Spyro replied.

"But I'm not a dragon." I said.

"I know, but you're coming anyways. There is something you need to see." He told me.

"Ok, fine I'll come." I stated flatly. I walked out of my room and closed the door. Spyro then started walking down the hallway and I followed him. We walked out of the temple and turned right. After what felt like 20 minutes of walking, we reached the academy. It wasn't what I expected. I expected a small house like building, where it would just be a place to train in their attacks, but boy was I wrong. The building was massive. Inside it had 3 separate training arenas and at least 10-12 different classrooms. Spyro took us to the arena with the open skylight and we both sat in the stands. A few minutes passed and I saw thirty young dragons, most were between 7 and 10 from what I could tell, enter the room. I noticed Trent's kids were among them. The other dragons looked around the room trying to find the instructor, while the two black dragons sat down near the centre of the arena. I then heard a screech getting closer. At first I thought we were being attacked, but then Trent came through the skylight, did a small but sharp loop, and landed next to his kids. The young elemental dragons stared at Trent with awe struck expressions and walked over to him. Then Trent spoke up.

"Sorry I'm a little late class. I was trying to find my glasses this morning only to realize I don't wear them." Trent said jokingly. A few of the young dragons laughed a little. I let out a half-chuckle, but I made sure Spyro didn't hear it. "But without further delay, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Trent. Over the next school year, I will be teaching you how to perform complex flying techniques and the art of aerial combat. Today, I will have each of you go through an obstacle course so I can see how each of you fly."

"But what would watching us fly tell you?" One of the older dragons said.

"It will tell me how to better teach you as the semester progresses on. Every dragon knows how to fly, yes, but every dragon also flies in their own style. By watching you fly it will tell me your style so that way I can better orientate your instructions to fit your flight style." Trent answered. The young dragon nodded and Trent pressed a button on the floor. Rectangular holes appeared in the ground and I noticed rings shoot into the sky from them. The rings arranged themselves in a small course and Trent spoke up again. "Now before I let one of you take a crack at the course. Nightlcaw here," Trent said pointing to the black dragon with green eyes, "will show you the path that you will take through the course." The kids nodded and Nightclaw took off. He flew through the first ring and proceeded to fly through the course. As he was flying, I noticed he pulled off some really advanced moves in the air before completing the course. Once Nightclaw finished, Trent motioned for a young earth dragon to go first. As the dragon was flying through the course, I whispered to Spyro.

"Nightclaw flew pretty good. How old is he?" I asked.

"Nightclaw is about 4 years old." Spyro whispered back. I looked back at Trent's kids in disbelief. How could they know so much but be so young? I got over my dumbfound feelings and looked back in the arena to see another dragon about to run through the course. It was a young fire dragon. He took off and began flying through the course. At first he was doing well, then I noticed his left wing start to give out and the fire dragon crashed into the ground. I saw a few of the other kids start laughing at him and Trent walk over to him. I noticed the fire dragon was crying a little bit, but what happened next surprised me. Trent put his wing under the dragon's head, lifted him up, and actually was somehow making the dragon feel happy again. I looked left and saw Spyro mutter something I didn't catch, and then I turned back to face the arena. The fire dragon was walking over to the other group of dragons while Trent was about to speak again.

"Alright class by show of claws how many just learned to fly within the last month?" He asked them. Around 10 claws raised into the air. "Ok then, I would like all of you that raised their claws to stay behind after class ends. I'll write a note for Spyro and Cynder explaining to them why you are late." The dragons that raised their hands nodded. "The rest of you who didn't raise their claws, continue with flying in the course. I want to talk to the ones who did while you fly. Don't worry about not being seen, Raven and Nightclaw will tell me exactly how you perform when class ends." The other students nodded. "Also before we do anything else, I will say this. From now on there won't be any harassment of students who are newer at flying. If I catch you doing so, you are going to be grounded for 2 days. That means no flying at all while class is in session." The dragons that laughed at the fire dragon looked guilty, but everyone understood what he was saying. The older dragons lined up and flew through the course 1 by 1, while Trent took the young ones to the wall in front of us. "So, do you know why I called you here?" He asked them.

"To tell us better luck next time and practice makes perfect?" the fire dragon that crashed said.

"Well, yes and no Scorch." Trent said. "Remember when I told you I had a surprise for all those who recently learned to fly?" Scorch nodded. "The surprise is this. I will personally train you to be better fliers beyond the walls of this academy." The kids looked surprised.

"But what about the older kids? Wouldn't you rather teach them over us?" A young electric dragoness said.

"No not really. Since those kids already can fly decently for kids their age, I don't feel inclined to. I want to train you, not only because you need it, but because I want to show you some tricks that we may not cover in the year." Trent said. The young dragons beamed. "After class I want you to meet me at the race courses, I have something to show you. Once I show you, we can begin our lesson." The young dragons nodded. "Now go join the others in line, I have someone to talk to." The young dragons scampered off to join the rest of the class, and Trent looked to me and Spyro. "I'm sorry about keeping them late Spyro."

"It's perfectly fine. I think it is good for you to teach them some tricks." Spyro replied.

"So, let me get this straight. You see a fire dragon crash and burn, you somehow make him feel better about his mistakes, and then you offer lessons to people you don't even know? Are you trying to make a statement to me or something?" I asked him. Trent and Spyro laughed at this. "What's so funny?"

"Well for starters, regardless of you being here or not I still would have offered to teach them. I only brought them over here so you could hear what I was saying. I would have said the exact same thing to them if I went to the complete other side of the arena. It is called showing kindness, something Spyro knows I do in full force." Trent said.

"Yeah you do. I remember when we first met, how you basically let us into your cave to stay even though we were trespassing. You even lit a fire and made us food that night." Spyro said.

"Did Trent really do that?" I asked. Spyro nodded and I looked back a Trent.

"Anyways, I got to go finish teaching a class. I'll be sure to give back Scorch and the others before my next class." He said before he walked away. I looked to Spyro.

"So is he always like that?" I asked.

"Most of the time yeah, he isn't a bad guy. In fact, he is one the best friends I have." Spyro replied. "I think you should give him a chance. At least try being his friend and let go of your preconceptions of him." I then heard Trent yell from across the room.

"I heard that Ignitus." He yelled jokingly.

"What's wrong with having a wise moment, huh?" Spyro replied with a chuckle. 'Maybe I'm wrong about Trent.' I thought to myself. 'This is not the same guy that I was told about growing up in LA.' Spyro and I sat through the rest of Trent's class. I watched how he advised each student on what causes them to slip up in the course. By the end of the class most, if not all the kids managed to make it through the course with no problems. Trent pressed a stone tile on the floor and the rings retracted into the ground.

"Alright class, I hope you all had a good first day. I know some of you struggled at first, but I'm glad we worked out most of the kinks today. Tomorrow we will be shooting targets so learn what you can from Spyro and Cynder. Have a good day." He said to the class. The kids who weren't asked to stay behind went to their next class, while the kids who were flew off with Trent.

"Well, David." Spyro began. "I have a class to teach. You are welcome to watch if you want to. Also I noticed the gauntlet on your wrist. What element does it control?" He asked.

"Electricity and Earth, but I don't know how to use it." I replied.

"Then join the class, I'll try to help you the best I can." Spyro said as he got up. I followed him out of the arena and into a class room. I guess I'm going to dragon school.