Just so its clear, Vandal, Nick, Victor, Zephyr, and Saber are my OC. Enjoy

Isaac wondered the hallways for about an hour; he was trying to repress the memory of what just happened in the courtyard. 'Earth Gov would never be able to find us here.' He tried to convince himself. The hallways were empty except for the occasional student that needed to go to the bathroom or staff member that was running an errand. Isaac was searching for Volteer, he had already searched the pool of visions room, but it was empty. 'I might as well check out the markets.'

The market area was not too far away from the temple so he decided that he would take the long way so he could do some sightseeing. He searched the hallways to find a way out of the main building but wound up making a complete circle and ended up in the same hallway. 'Where the crap is an exit?' he thought to himself.

Isaac turned and started to go down another path that hopefully leads to one of the courtyards. "Isaac!" A voice shouted from behind him. "Isaac!" It called again. He turned again to see Vandal running up towards him. When he caught up to him he stopped to catch his breath. "So… where are you going?" The dragon asked.

"I'm going to go the markets and take a look around. You want to come with me or do you have another class to take?" He asked the dragon.

"I don't have another class until later today, so I'm free for the time being." He wanted to try to get away for the academy so he could avoid Victor and Zephyr.

Isaac looked back at the hallway and started walking. "Let's go." He said to Vandal. They walked around aimlessly for about five minutes before they made it to a door that lead outside. 'Finally.' Isaac thought.

Vandal led the way to the markets and decided to ask a few questions. "How did you become an engineer?" He asked curiously.

Isaac recalled how unfairly his mother gave most of their money to the Church of Unitology, which prevented him from going to an engineering academy. "My dad was an engineer long before I was, he left my mother and I before I could even get to know him. Even though he did that, I still decided to go into his profession; I got an education in electrical and mechanical engineering and was selected to go to attend a prominent engineering academy." Vandal had an interested expression on his face, but it quickly disappeared once Isaac finished his next sentence. "But my mother obviously thought that my education wasn't that important; she spent our family funds to get a large title in her religion."

Vandal felt sorry for Isaac, he knew that he would want to get as best of an education as possible, but to have it taken away by someone that he thought cared about him must have been the worst. "I'm sorry Isaac." He said.

They both walked in silence until they arrived at the markets. They could smell all the different food stands that had a variety of different fruits, meats, vegetables, and pastries. They stopped to try some of the different samples that one of the stands had; a mid-aged dragon handed them a tray that had some smoked fish, Vandal ate one without hesitation while Isaac deactivated his helmet and held it up to his nose to get a better smell. Isaac wasn't a big fan of fish but when he took a bite of it he could taste a little bit of sweetness followed by a salty aftertaste. They both thanked the dragon and continued to explore the area. 'I wish that they had something that I'm familiar with.' He thought.

They walked up to a bakery that had loafs of red colored bread on a counter. There was a mole working there, she was rolling out dough that he was about to use to make another batch of pastries. "Take one; and if you like it I'll sell you ten for twelve coins." The baker said. Isaac took one of the small loafs and broke it in half and gave one of them to Vandal who took a small bite of it. Isaac watched the dragon eat the rest of it and decided to take a bite of it; he soon found out that they had two entirely different tastes when it came to food. The bread didn't have a pleasant taste to it; it had a very sour flavor to it and a funny smell. Isaac wanted to spit it out as soon as he tried it but didn't want to insult the baker so he had to finish eating the foul bread.

Once they were done looking at the food stands, Isaac decided to visit a blacksmith to see if he could get more ripper ammo. There weren't very many shops in there are but Isaac didn't have many options; they walked up to an open shop that was owned a mole and a green dragon, the mole was busy sharpening a variety of different weapons ranging from small daggers to long swords. They were looking at the different weapons and armor that hung from the shelves and ceiling while the green dragon was helping a customer pick out a set of leather shoulder plates. Vandal walked up to the engineer who was holding a short sword, trying to get a feel for it. "Isaac." Vandal said. Isaac turned to face Vandal to give him his full attention. "It seemed like at breakfast today, that you were shunning Nick. Why?"

Isaac put down the sword on the hooks that were meant to suspend it on the display wall and face Vandal once more. "If I tell you, you must promise me that you will not mention it to anyone that means Spyro, Cynder, Ellie, and especially Nick; is that understood?" Isaac tried to make him as clear as possible while giving his friend instruction.

"Yes." Vandal replied.

Isaac took in a deep breath and was about tell Vandal about Nicole but was cut off when the green dragon approached them. "Hello, is there anything that I can help you with?"

The human was relieved that he didn't have to tell Vandal about his dead girlfriend at the moment. "Yes there is." He said to the shop owner. Isaac unclipped his ripper from his armor and opened the slide that held its blades; he took one of them out and handed it to the shop owner. "I'd like to know if you could make me some of these."

The shop owner twirled it around in his paws, inspecting it closely. "I should be able to but we need to talk about how many you need and about price."

Isaac knew that the dragon wouldn't take any of his type of currency but knew that with how advanced he was that he would be able to negotiate something between them. "How about a trade?" he suggested while he pulled out two blank audio logs that he kept in his inventory. Isaac pressed the record button that was on one of its sides and started talking. "This is an audio log; it records messages that you can leave for someone to give them instructions or for whatever you need." Isaac pressed the stop button on the audio log and pressed play and watched as it replayed what Isaac had just said. "I'll give you two of these for ten of the saw blades." Isaac offered.

"Deal." The shop owner said. "I will be able to have it done in two days at around noon, just visit my shop when you are able to." The dragon carried the saw blade that he would use as a template to his work area and set it down on a table.

The pair left the shop and Isaac immediately noticed a red banner that a few workers were setting up along with a few more decorations that they were placing along some of the shops. "What is this for?" Isaac asked Vandal.

A sad expression swept his face as he spoke. "They are having a celebration to honor those who died in the war against Malefor, especially the former fire guardian, Ignitus."

Isaac didn't know anything about the war that he was talking about but knew that it must have been devastating to their city considering all the construction that was happening to some of the buildings. "We should go back to the temple before your next class starts. I'll answer your question that you had for me in the shop along the way." Isaac was thinking about where he should start with his explanation about Nicole as they left the markets. "A few years ago my girlfriend went to work on a planet cracker vassal called the Ishimura as a senior medical officer. Not too long after she left, I received a call saying that said that they had a total blackout to the ship's power; fearing the worst, I volunteered to go on a repair mission to help them." Vandal was listening with interest as Isaac continued his story. "Before we left, I was given a message from Nicole. I played it over and over for who knows how long, but for some reason, I never watched it to the end. Once we arrived there, we found out that the ship's crew had already been slaughtered by these things called necromorphs."

They rounded a corner along their way to the temple but stopped when they saw Zephyr vandalizing a stand that was unattended. Vandal wanted to keep walking away but Isaac knew that this had to stop. Isaac walked up behind the wind dragon and equipped his plasma cutter. Zephyr saw the two out of the corner of his eye and turned to face them. "This doesn't concern you now leave before you get hurt." He said to Vandal.

Isaac stepped between the two and held his weapon in hand. "Oh yeah? Well your bitch isn't here to back you up." He taunted. "Walk away now and tell your friend to fuck off or else." Isaac said threateningly.

"Or else what?" Zephyr mocked.

Isaac lofted his plasma cutter and turned on the sights. "You don't know what this does, do you?" The wind dragon continued to star at Isaac, acting as though he wasn't intimidated by his threat. "It fires a cohesive pulse-stream of ionized plasma, when it hits its target, it will penetrate it using focused jet of superheated matter." Zephyr's face had a confused expression as Isaac finished his sentence. Isaac decided to dumb it down for him, "Basically, It will cut right through you. So, here is my offer: leave now and I won't have to use this." Isaac raised his tool so that the sights lined up to Zephyr's left arm.

The fear that came from the dragon could be seen from a mile away as the blue dots ran across his arm. Isaac knew that if the dragon continued to be as stubborn, he would have to shoot him. Without giving him time to react, Isaac pointed the plasma cutter inches away from Zephyr's feet and fired into the ground. The dragon jumped in shock as the bolt almost hit his paw; he jumped behind the vandalized stand as Isaac fired two more times at him into the ground and took off running.

"Was that necessary?" Vandal asked. "You scared the crap out of the both of us."

"No." Isaac answered. "But it was the funniest shit that has happened to me all day."

Vandal chuckled to himself at Isaac's comment. "We better get going I'll tell the shop owner what happened to his stand after my class." They continued walking down the road towards the temple when Vandal's curiosity got the better of him. "Why is it that you helped me earlier today?" He asked.

"You never met me before and yet you went out of your way to help me."

Isaac thought for a moment before he spoke. "There was a good man who once said: 'In the end, we don't remember the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.' He meant that we remember what people could have done but didn't do."

Vandal nodded understandingly. "Thank you by the way."

"No problem." Once they arrived at the temple, they said goodbye and Vandal left to go to his next class while Isaac tried to look for Volteer. He went into the main building to search there first. The hallways were highly crowded from the students trying to push their way to their next class. Isaac was trying to make his way through the crowd of dragons, whose sizes ranged from waist high to almost as tall as his chest, when he locked eyes with a familiar face, Nick.

Isaac immediately turned around and walked off into the other direction but couldn't avoid being spotted by her. "Isaac!" She called out to him. "Wait for me!" Isaac walked at a faster pace out into the courtyard to get away from the fear dragon and immediately tripped on something. He looked up to see Zephyr standing next to him.

"Sorry." He mocked as he walked off. If Isaac wasn't trying to avoid a conversation with Nick he would show this prick a thing or two.

Nick ran up to his side and helped him onto his feet. "Are you ok?" She asked.

Isaac was about halfway up when he the courtyard began to glow a dark shade of orange. He looked up and flinched when he saw Nicole standing just a few inches in front of him. "You couldn't save me, Stross, Hammond, Kendra, or anyone on the sprawl." She whispered into his ear.

"Get the fuck away from me Nicole." Isaac said.

"What?" Nick asked in disbelief.

Just to be clear to an unnamed reviewer from another story, my name is USAF Parajumer not Parachutejumper. Please favorite, review, or PM me and i'll have the next chapter within a week.