WooHoo! Another chapter so fast! (It's only cuz I don't want to do my college homework) Well I hope you enjoy this chapter. I made it all up as I was typing. I was surprised at how the story was coming out as well.
Spyro and all its characters belong to Sienna Entertainment, Inc.
Trinity, Ciena, Zane, and Shlade all belong to me. :)
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Lifeless icy blue eyes, a dragon as dark as the shadows, and hungry, black flames startled Trinity awake from her sleep. At first she thought everything had just been a nightmare, but when her eyes focused, she knew that it had not.
She felt emotionally and physically drained. After the incident in the cave, Trinity had taken shelter in a forest on the other side of the mountains. It was a strangely small forest with short trees and animals that should have been, at most, three times bigger.
Not really caring about the strange forest, the white dragon sluggishly got to her feet and plodded through it. Indifferent as to where she was going, she walked out into a clearing in the forest. It was a peaceful little place with a cute little river running through it.
Trinity leaned over and lapped up some water. Realizing how parched she was, she drank until she felt water logged. She raised her head and blinked a few times, and that is when she realized where she was.
Looking around the clearing there were a few fire scarred trees and some that looked like they were struck by lightning, but all of them were healing from their scars. She could see a few glittering things laying in the grass and water, with a closer look they were white scales and orange scales and occasionally a pastel blue one and a pale yellow one.
This was the clearing that Zane had brought her to a few times to train. But everything was so much smaller than before!
Puzzled, Trinity scanned the clearing. Maybe everything was not smaller. Maybe she was just bigger… Three times bigger?
Slowly the she-dragon looked back down into the water. A large white dragon around Zane's age stared back at her. She was so shocked; all she could do was stare back into the older, surprised, green eyes that stared back at her.
Fear suddenly shot through her body, "What did Shlade do to me?" she looked away from her reflection.
Then she realized that the grass around her was no longer tickling her legs. Trinity looked down to see all the grasses around her feet were no more than sproutlings. More confused than ever, she stepped back into the taller grass. Immediately, the grass shrunk down to sproutlings as well.
Freaking out now, Trinity jumped backwards, accidently ramming a tree. When this happened the tree flashed gold for a millisecond then was nothing more than a sapling at the edge of the clearing.
"What's happening to me!" The white dragon cried. She jumped into the air and raced away from the clearing as fast as her wings could take her.
She flew until the land met the sea, and after that, she flew some more. Scared of landing and turning everything she touched into a baby form of itself, she flew on until she was lost and flapping above the sea. Exhaustion clouded her mind. The white dragon could barely keep her eyes open as she searched the horizon for land. There was none to be seen.
Trinity attempted to continue flying, but fatigue won. Her wings folded and she plunged into the icy water below. 'At least I can be with my mother now.' Was the last thing that ran through her mind before darkness took over.
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Trinity was growing real tired of waking up in new places feeling worse than the last time she woke.
She opened her green eyes weakly, and found herself in a temple like structure. Many books and shelves surrounded the walls of the old room and right in the middle was a huge hour glass.
"Ah, you are awake." A voice said from the other side of the hour glass.
The white dragon pulled herself to her feet when another dragon came into sight. It was a male blue-grey dragon. He wore a gold and blue cloak type thing with a light blue crystal that hung from his neck. Something told her that she could trust this dragon.
"Where am I?" Trinity asked; her voice raspy, probably from the sea water.
"White Isle. My home. Leviathans, a sea turtle creature, found you sinking in the sea and brought you to me." The dragon walked closer. When he did, Trinity realized she was no longer a grown dragon; she was back to her normal height.
The older dragon chucked and shook his head, "And here I thought I would not live to see the rebirth of the white dragons."
Trinity narrowed her eyes, "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry. I have not introduced myself. I am the Chronicler, but that is just my title. You may call me Ignitus."
The white dragon's eyes widened, "As in the fire guardian, Ignitus, that helped Spyro defeat Malefor?"
Ignitus smiled, "Yes, young dragon. That is me. I was chosen to Chronicle everything that happens in the world now."
Trinity stepped forward, "Then maybe you can help me! This black dragon—"
"I know of what Shlade has done." Ignitus sighed, "And, my dear Trinity, it is time you know of your origins and the element you truly wield." He laid down of the floor of the room.
"My name, how do you know it?" the white dragon took a step to him.
"I have a book for every dragon alive, young dragon. I looked at yours while you were asleep. Now come." The blue-grey dragon said as he patted the ground next to him.
The she-dragon stared at him a few seconds before walking to him and sitting down.
"Where would you like me to start?" he asked, calmly.
Trinity thought for a second before making up her mind, "Why did Shlade want me? He seemed set on the fact that my element was not fire."
"That is because it is not. Your blue flame is just a secondary element. Your true element is much more powerful."
"And what is that?" the white dragon leaned forward in curiosity.
Ignitus chuckled, "Time, my dear. You can wield time itself."
"Time?" Trinity looked to the large hour glass, "I would have guessed that that was the Chronicler's element."
The old dragon shook his head, "The Chronicler was bestowed this ability by the last of the white dragons."
This interested the she-dragon, "The last? What happened to the white dragons, then?"
"That is a depressing story." He sighed, "Long before I was the Guardian of Fire, there were five guardians: One of fire, one of ice, one of earth, one of electricity, and lastly, one of time. They all looked to the Guardian of Time for guidance because of all of his wisdom of the ages and his ability to look into the past. The Guardian of Electricity grew jealous of the wise dragon and turned the other guardians against him, saying that a wielder of time was dangerous. He could freeze time and kill them all with one blow, or simply age them till they could not stand." Ignitus sighed sadly, "The other dragons began to fear all the white dragons. Though, none could wield time like the Guardian and could not completely stop time or age something until it dies, they were still feared."
The older dragon closed his eyes, as if to ready himself for his next words. Without opening his eyes, he continued, "The other Guardians exiled the white dragons. The Guardian of Time could not understand why they were treating his kind so horribly, and tried to defend them. He was banished as well, but instead of going with his element, he left for a different land. And, while he was gone, the Guardian of Electricity led an attack on the white dragons and slaughtered them all."
Ignitus opened his eyes to look at the young dragon. Wide eyed and mouth gaping open, she was unsure of what to say. So, he continued, "The Guardian of Time saw what the others had done, but knew that even he could not reverse time to save them. Instead, he built a temple on the land that he had claimed for his own and began to write down every story from the past that he saw in visions to the massacre of his kind and forward on. He found that the white sands and ice of his island home reminded him of the rest of the white dragons and named it White Isle in their honor."
"He became the first Chronicler." Trinity whispered.
"That is right. And the day came when he found that he was getting too old to go on, but he knew full well that he could reverse his age. Instead he looked through his books for the next dragon that would be claimed by the ancestors. To his surprise, he found that the next in line for death was none other than the Guardian of Electricity himself. So the Guardian of Time waited until the other guardian's death. When it came, he had the other spirits lead the electric spirit to him."
"For revenge? But how was he going to do that if the Guardian of Electricity was already dead?" the white dragon asked.
"Patience, young one. I am getting there." The old dragon said, "The Guardian of Time reversed his age, making himself a strong young dragon once again and gave his body to the electric spirit." Ignitus laughed at the bug eyed expression of the young dragon, "He left him to be the second Chronicler of Time against the electric dragon's will. As a punishment, he had to wield the very power he was jealous of but only to chronicle the events of time. And with that, the last of the white dragons of time died."
"Wow. So the Guardian of Time's powers were just passed on to all the Chroniclers. So can you do the same things as me and teach me to control them, Ignitus?" Trinity stood up.
Muscles aching, Ignitus hauled himself to his feet and looked down at the excited white dragon, "I am afraid all I can teach you is to age yourself and to keep from aging other things, young dragon. The powers of time are waning with the continued passing of the element to the next Chronicler. But, I will teach you what I know." He then turned and made his way to the door of the next room, "This way."
The she-dragon followed close behind him through the open doors. The doors shut behind them, leaving the old temple room empty.
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