I and the rest of the siblings woke up at four; sort of. Jane, Stix, Maria, Jake and John were at least half awake, I wasn't awake at all though. Stix literally had to drag me out of bed! It was a struggle to stay awake, I usually never got up so early so I was bobbing to sleep and struggling to finish my eggs. I'm surprised I didn't face plant into the food and fall asleep. After breakfast we went to the armory and it was a cold morning in the lands, a little windy too. I turned to my dragon form and we went to the military sector, as I was still very tired I struggled to keep myself in the air; especially because there was wind around. We managed to get there without falling off the air, we got to the armory and supplied ourselves with weapons and armor. I grabbed a 1906 and 1861 Springfield. After putting on the green fatigues, I put on the woven cotton pattern webbing with all accessories, including the shovel equipment 'cause why not; it's somewhat small, compact and has a sharpened edge for slicing attacking enemies if they get too close. It looked like someone had some spare time because I saw in a crate that there were minié rounds already in wax paper, separated by a small cord where the black powder was in the bottom half. I trusted my gut and put the minié rounds in my haversack for I thought there was no other place to put it, I also put on a brodie helmet. I looked like an actual world war one soldier. I saw that the rest were wearing similar clothing and armor as me, some of them we wearing bandoleer equipment, some were wearing pattern equipment. I saw that john carried a BAR, Stix carried a Lewis gun, Jake carried what looked like an SMLE and the girls both used the mondragon rifle.

As we left we were about to take our beeswax ear protection but we could barely hear thing with them, even our own voices so we just decided to ditch the ear protection and hope we didn't go deaf. The siblings went in the Renault tanks and I flew Jake to the portal platform, as soon as I was done with that I flew the tanks over there as well. I flew them to the place where the portal frame was and no one was around. I hate when a certain time is placed and no one comes at that certain time, I don't appreciate non-punctual people, they leave you waiting in an area for what feels like forever and then they come with some stupid excuse like they forgot something or they had to do something first. Around 15 minutes later the dragons finally started coming "It's about time..." I muttered. A few minutes later it looked like all dragons were there, but just in case "Is there anyone missing?" I asked, they all looked at each other and shook their heads. I nodded and walked up to the panel that had a hand imprint, I placed my hand on it and felt the familiar prick as last time. "Teleport location: Warfang, exact location: Underground catacombs." I said; the frame started to swirl green ooze and filled the whole fame. I entered the portal and we were back in what was left of the catacombs. The ceiling still held but there were parts of the roof that fell to the ground, I was amazed.

"I'm surprised the roof didn't fall on us" marveled Sarah

"Yeah, let's keep it that way. We don't want to die just yet"

"That wouldn't be so bad..." muttered Maria who was a driver "Did you forget to put foot deodorant!? Seriously, it smells like a garbage dump over here!"

"Ah quit yer blubberin'!" snapped Stix in a fake Scottish accent who was the gunner in Maria's tank "You haven't smelled the worst"

"Quiet!" I hissed "you'll blow our cover!"

I had the heavily armored units (including Tikal) in the front and the less armored units (including Sarah) in the back parts of the formation. The few engineer dragons (compared to the rest) were put in front of the medics but behind the tanks who were put in the back. While the engineers could repair the tanks, I didn't want them to malfunction in the heat of battle in the front, they would be very defenseless and could get destroyed right then and their. "Stay in formation and don't break off unless you are ordered to" I commanded, I was behind the heavily armored units. I gave the order to move forward, as we moved I halted the advance when we reached the catacomb doors. I gulped; it was do or die time, we either win the battle with the very little forces I had or we die trying to liberate Warfang. I remembered all those who were either captured and/or killed by the slayers, Spyro, Cynder, master Aquarius and more; I clenched my fist. "Everyone, this is the day we've trained for. This is the day that we take back Warfang, for your friends and family. This is for all the dragonkin!" Open the doors" the heavy armored units started to open the doors and I started to load my 1903 Springfield. As soon as the doors were opened all we saw was a nest of machine guns but no slayer in sight. "Stay sharp! They could be hiding somewhere" I informed. As we slowly got out of the catacombs I noticed sounds that sounded like something crawling. I halted the advance and stepped out of formation; I looked around the machine guns and raised my rifle. It was still a little dark outside so I could see little of my surroundings "It looks like the coast is-" I couldn't finish my sentence because someone attacked me, I could only assume it was a slayer as he landed a few punches to my chest area but he quickly retreated and grabbed his hand, he must've punched wrong and broke his wrist. I quickly took that chance and headbutted him, kicking him down and pulling the trigger on his head. I reloaded a new round in the chamber. As soon as that happened I heard machine gun fire, according to Sarah the heavily armored dragons turned sideways and raised their wings so that the rounds hit the armor and their wings. One of the dragons fired an illuminating fireball to act as a flare and I saw the slayers surrounding us. One of the gunners saw me and aimed the beast at me, I quickly ducked behind the sandbags, all the rounds hit the slayer who was right next to me. The Renault tanks Stix and Jane fired from the tanks as soon as they got a chance and blew up a few machine guns along with their gunners. I shouted my war cry and rushed to another slayer and hit one in the head with the butt of my rifle. I slung the rifle and took out the shovel, I swung and sliced a slayers neck with the sharpened side, I then jabbed the shovel into another one's stomach and used the flat side of the shovel on his face like a mace. The armored dragons put their wings down and they started using their breath weapons against them. Around 10 minutes later the sun was finally rising and I thought all the slayers in the area were eliminated until I saw one of the slayers running to me and waving a mace, I sighed and as soon as he got close to me I grabbed the arm with the mace , used my free hand and repeatedly hit him with the shovel until he was dead and maybe a bit more, like twenty more times... or fifty... counting's hard.

"Did we have any casualties?" I asked, covered in dragon slayer blood

"No, but we do have a few injured" answered a pink dragoness with feathered red wings and golden eyes; her name is Kina.

"We'll stop here for now then and tend to the wounded while the rest will have a rest" I ordered "And for me to wash this blood off of me..." I grumbled. I put the shovel back in its place and took my canteen of water. I opened the cap and started to scrub off the blood from the skin while the rest examined every dragon in the formation and started to heal the injured ones. Once all the wounded were treated we advanced and I got back in the formation. Around 30 minutes later we reached a fork in the road with three paths and I had the army split into two parts of fifty dragons each and one tank. I went with the one that went to the right and so did Jake, the other group went to the path on the left. We did according to the plan and spent thirty minutes. Around 20 minutes into our march Jake saw a good place to snipe "Enoch, I'll go in this building, you go on ahead and I'll cover you from here" said Jake

"Okay, would you like one of us to take you to the very top? It's a long walk in these houses, we could also bring you to the roof if you want" I offered

"No thanks. The house should offer enough protection if I'm spotted" he kindly refused

"Alright. Good luck and stay safe"

Jake nodded and opened the door to the building. We continued on our walk and took out all the slayers we could see. After thirty minutes passed we walked back to where the fork was and met up with the other half. We formed back into the rectangular formation we were in before and continued our march. Through the march I saw what looked like the tip of the barrel of Jake's gun, he poked out his head a bit and gave a thumbs up. As we marched through the middle road we didn't find many slayers, and the ones we did see took their own lives before we could do anything. What I did see however was a sea of dragon bodies, either from those that failed to escape slavery or the poor souls from the invasion. The sight revolted me; I couldn't believe how cruel they could be, some bodies we so mangled you couldn't make out their tail from their head. Excluding those who killed themselves, there were no more slayers on our route "Strange... " mentioned Tikal "They came with so many last time, why are they so little? I don't like this feeling I'm getting..."

We took a small break for around five minutes to rest our feet, after that we got back in formation but this time the tanks were put in front and the engineers behind the heavily armored dragons and behind me. I looked back and behind me to see Jake motioning from the building to the front of us, I turned to my dragon form since I had better vision with it and Jake had a concerned look on his face, I saw him mouth the words "Execution" and "Guillotine". I was confused so I raised my medium sized wings and flew a bit upward. I saw large group of humans with what looked like enslaved dragons. One a platform I saw two guillotines and one dragon in front of each, both of them somewhat descaled and completely descaled by the neck. It wasn't long before I recognized the dragons. I couldn't believe they were still alive! I flew back into the formation "Double time!" I ordered, the marching moved faster and faster into a run "Listen up! The slayers are hosting an execution of two dragons! A beheading to be exact, of two dragon heroes! Spyro and Cynder! My diagnosis is that they're using this as a fear tactic to keep anyone who rebels against them in place! We need to get there before that happens got it!?" I asked

I got a nice and loud "Sir yes sir!" I would NOT let any of my dragon loved ones die again! Not this time! "Tankers! I know you have smoke shells in them, when I say 'smoke out!' you will fire a smoke canister, when the smoke screen spreads we'll disperse and attack the slayers from all sides. Understand!?"

"You got it!" Answered Stix

"Let's show these cowards what we're made of!" shouted Jane

We were half a mile left from the execution platform, the slayers saw us and raised their weapons at us, ready to fire.

I saw Cynder in the hole of the guillotine, she was smiling as she saw me and the army of 100 dragons moving forward. Spyro had a relieved look on his face.

"So, I see you survived! Impressive, I could have sworn you would have been dead days ago" he looked at the tanks "And I see you've made some friends! I thought you were the loner type though!" said Carlos

I was alarmed, how could he know that about me? We stopped around 180 feet from them

"What? No greeting? No 'It's been a long time' or 'It's nice to see you'? Honestly, I'm a bit hurt that you're not the least happy to see me, especially after I spared you that day." Remarked Carlos

I growled "Why would I be happy to see the leader of the enemy of my kind!" I shouted

"Oh, oh that's rich! You really think you're one of these beasts?" he laughed "I'll reveal who you truly are! You are a human of Hispanic origin who moved from the states to Mexico to the states again! Father abandoned you when you were five years old and you made many friends since then being cared by mother, you had to leave them however when she almost got you killed. Am I right or am I right?"

I clenched my fist "Release Spyro and Cynder now or else!" I roared

"Oh I'll release them alright! I'll release them from their bodies so that their souls may be offered as a sacrifice to the almighty saint George!" He challenged

"I'll kill you! For your sins against the dragonkin!"

"Kill me you say? I think you need to get your eyes checked! Do you see this massive army compared to your teeny tiny sorry excuse for an army!?" he sighed "I really wish I didn't have to do this but... oh who am I kidding? I'd love to! Kill them all!"

The slayers were just about to pull the trigger until I heard a shot from seemingly Jake as a round went straight through a slayer's helmet and into his skull

"Sniper!" a slayer warned

"Smoke out!" I commanded and the tanks shot the smoke shots which covered the whole area in smoke. The dragons dispersed into individuals and groups. I took the time to turn into my human form and quickly load my 1863 and went into action. I kept hearing terrified human screams as the smoke started to clear. I saw Carlos push someone off the stage and shout "If you want something done you have to do it yourself!" The smoke cleared just enough so I could see his hand on the guillotine lever, I aimed the rifle and shot a minié round into him. The round hit and I heard the sound of bones cracking, Carlos quickly put his hands off the machine and looked at his hand which now had a bleeding hole in it with a piece of flattened lead, I slung the 1863 and switched to the 1903 and ran at him. I hit his chest with the butt of my rifle and he fell down and the smoke cleared, I looked back and I saw Cynder no longer in the hole but free instead. Spyro or one of the other dragons must have broken her out somehow. I looked back at Carlos "I warned you didn't I?" as just as I was about to pull the trigger Carlos moved out of the way and sweep kicked me in the shins, I fell but quickly got back up to see Carlo's grinning face. I took the shovel that was still covered in blood and swung it at his arm which missed. Carlos took the opportunity to punch me in the face but I used my free hand to block and deflect it out of the way.

I readied up for another swing and hit him in the side with the sharpened side, Carlos quickly placed his hand to the wound and trying to apply pressure on it. I quickly sidestriked his head with the bottom of the shovel which caused him to fall down. As I stood over him I raised the shovel over my head and about to swing down at his head until he stopped me by saying "You wouldn't kill your own brother would you Enoch!?" there was a short moment of silence

"What... did you just say?" I put the shovel down to my side

"I'm your brother! My name is Carlos Luis" he affirmed

"You're lying! My mom told me she lost the baby from the stress of being a teacher!"

"She lied. She was too ashamed to keep me for some reason so she put me up for adoption as soon as I was old enough."

I didn't know what I should have done. Raise the shovel and kill the leader of the major threat to dragons or spare someone who claims to be family. I heard a battle cry and looked behind me, I saw a slayer ram a spear into one of my dragon's arms. The dragon quickly swatted the slayer away and removed the spear which only got caught in between his scales.

"Join me! You know the body of a dragon's ins and outs, you know their strengths and weaknesses. Join me and together we will rid the world of the scourge that is the dragons!" reasoned Carlos. I didn't give it a second thought, I have made a vow that I will defend the dragons and I will not break the dragon's trust! Why would I join the person who claims to be my family just to gain my trust and take innocent lives?

"Never!" I roared "I don't care if you are my brother! I will never betray the dragons, one certain dragon could have easily killed me but he didn't you know why? Because he didn't see a heartless killer inside be but a brave warrior who fights for freedom! Someone who fights for what's right, and defends the weak! That dragon raised me as his own, and his name was Aquarius. A dragon your men mercilessly killed! He parented me, acted like the father I never had, only to have his life taken away! But I'm not fighting as vengeance for him, no. Not just him, but this is for all the innocent lives you and your forces have take away! I have made a vow that I will defend all the dragons no matter what, even if it kills me! And that's a promise I intend to keep!" I slammed the shovel down the shovel on his face but he dodged by only an inch. Carlos kicked me off him and he got back to his feet "So be it! You'll die in a pool of your own blood, just like the rest of the dragons you care for so much!" he yelled

As I got back to my feet I saw Carlos closed the distance and punched me directly in the stomach which knocked the wind out of me. I struggled to breath, I looked behind me and the battle with the slayers and the dragons continued. Jake shot another round into Carlos' arm and he screamed in pain. I regained my breath and I saw a sword come out of the chaos attached to a severely burnt severed hand and landed at my feet. I took the sword and ripped the severed hand off, I swung it at Carlos dodged, he grabbed his bleeding shoulder and headbutted me but he cut his forehead open from the helmet I was wearing. I grabbed the sword by the blade with both my hands and initiated a murder stroke against his head. He was knocked off his feet but still conscious and laying on the ground, I took a few steps back and raised the 1903 at his head and looked at his eyes"Get out of here and out of Warfang and out of the dragon realm. You don't belong here and this realm doesn't need you killing its people. Today we may have fought as brothers but the next time we meet, we will be enemies and I won't hesitate to kill you" I walked to him and drove the sword deep into his right leg. Carlos screamed as I drove it through his leg, after I was done I walked back flipping him off. Carlos called a retreat and two surviving slayers went to him and started to carry him, the slayers that survived started running out of the entrance and scatter everywhere while the dragons kept pelting them with their breath weapons, some slayers were shot and killed by Jake's sniping and some were blown up by the tanks who only had a few dents on them . Too many slayers to count died as they retreated, when all was done; the floor was littered with slayer bodies and no dragon bodies, it seemed that the enslaved dragons ran away or scattered through Warfang. The only dragons who didn't run away, were Spyro and Cynder. As the medical dragons tended to the wounds of Spyro and Cynder I had the rest search for the ones that were enslaved. A few hours passed and the medics saw that it was safe enough to use red crystal on them, as the medics handed them a few red crystals the dragons took them and shattered them. New scales started to grow on the dragons, both Spyro and Cynder were looking like how I saw them after waking up at Aquarius' house. I was overjoyed to see them alive, I took off my helmet and hugged them both with small tears streaming down my face.

"I told you that you'll see us again didn't I?" remarked Spyro "I never said when or what condition we were in"

"You could have died though" I reminded

"But we didn't, thanks to you Enoch. Once again you have saved our lives" comforted Cynder

The enslaved dragons were rounded up and their shackles removed, in relief they shook themselves and the medics tended to their wounds. I walked up to the platform and knocked off the guillotines from it "Everyone!" I started "The dragon slayers have ran away like the cowards they are. You are free now, no longer enslaved; some of you may be wondering why I rescued you from slavery. To put it simple, I have made a vow that I will defend the dragons with my life; you may think I'm a lowly human that cares only for myself, that is not true. For I was and still am one of you, in this form and..." I walked toward them as I turned into my dragon form, those who didn't know about it gasped "That's right, for months I have walked among you, ate among you and lived among you; only three dragons knew about this and those are Spyro, Cynder and the deceased Aquarius. Excluding the rest of the guardians which would be Terrador, Cyrill and chatterbox Volteer" the dragons chuckled at my joke about Volteer "

"What's your point?" asked an orange scaled dragon

I turned to him "My point is that while I maybe originally human, I am different than the rest. Maybe if I tell you my story, you'll understand" as I told them my story until then, they were all in shock at my experiences "Now that you know my past, what will you do? Will you stay in the valley of Avalar and in Warfang, or will you help me populate the city I will call New Warfang in an unknown land. Whatever your choice be, I will respect and even help clean Warfang so that you may not be reminded of the slayer's short rule. Before I ask if you will join me or not, I ask that you see New Warfang and the land surrounding it. After that, you can make your choice." I announced

The dragons nodded their heads and we headed toward the catacombs to where the portal was.