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Chapter 3: The Invasion

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Spire opened his eyes to find himself in his den. He slowly padded outside and noticed that the elders were whispering suspiciously and the whole Tribe looked worried. Thorn ran over to him and jumped with joy.

"Thank our ancestors! You're alive!" he said jumping up and down.

"What do you mean?" Spire asked questioningly.

"You got struck by lightning last night but some of the elders helped and now your ok!" he said.

"Did we get in much trouble?" Spire asked.

"No, the elders were to shocked by what had happened." Thorn said.

"Why what happened? I can't remember…." Spire exclaimed.

"Well, you got struck by some lightning bolt, and the elders said something like the gods had betrayed them and they hadn't picked a chosen leader. Now everyone is scared and they think this was a sign that our tribe has finally come to an end!" Thorn shouted with a scared look.

That's when it happened. Spire began to remember his meeting with the god of dragons and how they had chosen him. Spire's eyes widened. The elders didn't even know that he was picked! He had to tell them! Or would they even believe him?

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"But it's true!" Spire exclaimed and the old elder turned away.

"I believe that you have a vivid imagination Spire, and that one day you will be a great dragon… but what you are trying to tell me is very unbelievable and disrespectful." Lunar replied.

"I'm telling the truth! The god of the dragons chose me!" Spire exclaimed, he was very frustrated with Lunar for not believing him.

"Leave now! You are upsetting me! The gods have betrayed us; you must learn to accept it."

Spire quietly stepped out of the Elder's den with looking crestfallen. Was it now his responsibility to look after the tribe? Even though nobody believed it was so? He was confused and he went down to a nearby stream for a drink. It was very quite and peaceful and he almost completely forgot about his stressful conversation with Lunar but then he heard a sound. It sounded like a cracking of a twig. His eyes darted around his current surroundings, but nothing seemed suspicious. Probably just a lizard or something, Spire thought to himself and continued drinking from the stream.

He felt something warm against the back of his head and he turned around to see a dragon's head leaned very close to him. Its eyes seemed a gleaming read color and it's scales were of the darkest black. Spire screamed and dashed into the undergrowth. The dragon pursued him with a roar crashing and bashing its huge bulky body through the bracken.

Spire screamed and rushed forward, seeing that the dragon was gaining on him. Spire scraped his paws against the edge of a cliff and halted to a dead stop. He looked over the cliff face his eyes wide. If only I knew how to fly. He heard the huge paw steps of the dragon grow closer and a burst of heat erupted from the undergrowth. A tree collapsed and broke into flame. Fire! Spire thought rapidly, his heart pounding. He had never seen a dragon breath fire with such ferocity. Then the dragon erupted from the undergrowth and lunged itself at Spire.

He could have ran but he stood frozen to the spot his mind racing. The dragon was merely inches away when Spires instinct took over. He dived out of the way of the on coming dragon into a heap of leaves near the undergrowth were the chase had progressed. He stared over the edge of the cliff and watched the dragon fall to his death. Even if the dragon could fly, there was no way he could have survived the fall. As if the gods were to answer his question he heard a loud thud and a scream. Then all was silent.

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Spire soon found himself rushing through the undergrowth looking everywhere and finding nothing. Was he lost? Finally after hours of running and struggling he lay down and rest at the base of a tree. He definitely was lost, and he had no idea were he was. He sighed and picked himself up and began his search again. He didn't remember the forest surrounding the camp being so gloomy and distilling. Large yowls of strange creatures could be heard in the distance and disgusting and terrifying insects littered the forest floor.

Finally he heard a voice after countless hours of walking in this strange new part of the forest. He quickly climbed up a tree and spotted two dragons walking through the dense forest. They didn't look very familiar, or even that friendly so he didn't jump down to ask them for help.

"The troops will surround the camp soon, that's when we will come in for the kill." One of the dragons said.

"Alright, let's move." The other said and they crept silently, but quickly out of sight.

Spire's heart stopped, they were Shadolious dragons! He had heard many stories about the Shadolious dragons, they were said to be merciless and heartless killers who would kill a baby dragon just for sport. Even worse so, the Shadolious dragons had finally found their camp and were coming in for the kill! He had to warn the others!

Spire jumped down from his perch in the tree and dashed through the undergrowth in the direction he thought the Lunarnious camp was. He ran until his small legs could no longer support his weight and he stopped in a clearing. He was now out of the strange forest he was in before. Now, familiar scents surrounded him and he almost yipped with glee as he saw the stream were he had been earlier today.

He surged with new energy and hope. He had made it in time! Now he just had to warn the others! He was just on his way to the clearing when he saw his paws lift of the ground and his body suspend in the air. He looked up to see a dragon who had picked him up by his tail. The dragon's face formed into an evil looking grin and his eyes flared red.

"Well what do we have here?" the dragon laughed coldly.