DtD:Well it looks like the chaos gods aren't finished with Ember yet. I don't own anything related to Spyro or anybodies OC's. I only own my OC's, storyline and plot.

S.P.:Well I gotta go, you know, taking over the Dragon Realms and stuff.

DtD:Well, when you do that send me a postcard to tell me if it went great.

S.P.:Okay.

Draganta:DtD, could I have a party?

DtD:What do you mean? glares at Draganta

Draganta:Well it's my...

S.P.:DON'T YOU SAY IT, DON'T YOU BLOODY SAY IT!?

Rynn:Enjoy the chapter while I sort these two out.

Draganta's Birthday.

Starfire brought a sleeping Draganta back to his bed and tucked him in. She came down just as Rynn came in with Keirnu and Braganza after their camping trip at Finuval Plain, Ulthuan.

'So how was your date?' asked Starfire from the shadows giving Rynn a fright.

'Starfire is that you?' she asked.

'Sure is last time I checked.' laughed Starfire as she was hugged by Rynn as they were childhood friends.

Rosie came downstairs with Spyro and Ember lunged at her ferociously.

'Leave my Spyro alone you little brat.' she growled.

'I don't see your name on him.' retaliated Rosie.

'You don't even know him properly.'

'Neither do you.'

'Would you two just knock it off?! I've a headache listening to the both of you fighting all the time.' growled Spyro in frustration.

Meanwhile in the Chaos Wastes

'HURON, YOU HAVE FAILED ME.' growled Be'lakor.

'But Master it was those two Gods of light Sigmar and Draco, it's their fault that I failed.' replied Huron.

'WELL THEN WE'D BETTER RESURRECT GALRAUCH.' bellowed Be'lakor.

'The first of the chaos dragons?'

'The very same.'

'Yes he'll make a perfect addition to my mighty army.' announced Huron as he laughed like a maniac.

Back at Weijin

Rosie, Spyro and Cynder were getting the decorations ready, Austin, Ornlu and Larka were preparing the food, Flame, Xavis and Zephyr were getting the amusement park ready and as for Ember, Skop and Firewalker as well as the rest of Draganta's family and friends were getting fireworks.

'Hope Ignitus andthe other guardians remember Draganta's birthday. Spyro did you tell them about it?' asked Alarielle.

'Well I told Sparx to tell them since I have to help Rosie and Cynder get the decorations ready for the party.' replied Spyro.

Meanwhile

Draganta was in his training clearing practicing his swordsmanship and a little magic as well as his archery. Suddenly he heard a growl from behind him. He slowly reached for his sword just in case he was being attacked by some assailant.

'Easy there boy. I've heard that there was someone named Draganta around here, can you tel me where I can find him?' asked the stranger who was a high elf that Draganta never seen before.

'You already found him and who are you?' asked Draganta not letting his guard down.

'My name is Imrik, Dragonprince of Caledor and don't you remember me at all Draganta?' said the elf.

'Sorry Imrik I just didn't recognize you for a few minutes. Why are you here anyway?'

'For your birthday of course.' laughed Imrik.

Minaithnir, his dragon, came out from the bushes to greet Draganta.

'Aw, ain't that sweet? Three weak creatures ready to be destroyed.' said a voice that sent chills running down Draganta's spine.

They looked around until they saw a woman with the mark of chaos on her waist. Draganta got into his battle stance and so did Imrik. Minaithnir began to glow an icy-blue colour which meant only one thing.

'Draganta duck for cover.' shouted Imrik.

'Why?' asked Draganta.

'Minaithnir is using his own fury attack called "Indraugnir's Bitter Blizzard" and it's very powerful.' explained Imrik as he grabbed Draganta and hid behind a boulder.

Minaithnir unleashed his fury attack at the woman who turned out to be Syrenne Soulflayer. It was so powerful that she was frozen solid and smashed to pieces by his tail.

'That'll teach you not to mess with my friends, witch!' he smirked.

Imrik and Draganta had to laugh at Minaithnir's seriousness when he said that. They walked back to the castle to have the party but when they got there they couldn't see anybody around.

'So they want to play games do they? Well they'll be in for a surprise.' smirked Draganta as he went inside through the main entrance invisible since he casted his invisibility spell on himself. Alarielle heard the door closing and everybody shouted out "Surprise".

'Thanks anyway.' laughed Draganta as he reappeared at the end of the table.

'I'm going to kill him for making waste my time preparing to give him his present.' growled Rosie as she rushed at Draganta.

'WHAT THE HELL?!' shouted Draganta and ran like hell into the dungeon.

'You'll stay here until you do it properly.' said Rosie smirking.

'Can't you take a friendly joke?' retaliated Draganta.

'No and you'll be minding the babies tonight.' laughed Rosie as she walked off.

'You lousy little brat of a dragoness! If it wasn't for me you'll still be lonely in some damp place.'

Draganta used a lockpick that he got from a skeleton of the last person to stay in the dungeon cell.

'No Rosie I won't be staying here and I won't be minding the babies alone.' laughed Draganta slyly.

When he came back up from the dungeon Rosie and the rest of his family and friends restarted the celebrations since Draganta spoiled all the fun in the first place.

'Surprise, happy birthday Draganta.' they all shouted in unison.

'I-I-I can't believe what you've done for me. You're the best family and friends that I could ever have.' he said smiling.

Draganta's whole school was there and the dark elves, wood elves and high elves were also there.

Meanwhile

Austin was at the local bar with Braganza and Ornlu as well as Xavis, Skop and Larka having a drink to celebrate the momentous occasion.

'We better not drink too much.' warned Braganza thinking of the consequences.

'Ah you worry too much just enjoy a few rounds.' laughed Austin as he downed the rest of his drink.

Xavis was playing a game of pool with Skop until a bar room brawl began with some man in black clothes and deathly white skin threw a bottle at Xavis.

'That does it.' growled Xavis and choked the man to death.

Other humans tried to knock him out but Ornlu defeated them with ease. Suddenly Braganza stopped the fight but got hit with a chair. He then grabbed the human only to find the mark of chaos engraved on his face.

'You work for chaos?' said Braganza.

'Yeah and it feels good.' replied the man laughing maniacally as his flesh mutated into a bloodletter of Khorne.

'You're dead.' snarled Braganza as he plunged his blessed sword into the demons heart.

'That's not possible.' said Ulrich Edeleit the barkeeper.

'Trust me you don't want to know about how much trouble these demons can cause.' replied Austin as the group of six walked out of the bar and back to the castle.

When there

Draganta was on the biggest rollercoaster in the Realms with his friends from school.

'Yeah this is the best ride in the realms.' exclaimed Draganta as he rushed passed them.

'Well it looks like he's having the time of his life.' laughed Larka when she saw Draganta on a wave machine.

'Yeah why don't we join in the fun.' smirked Ornlu as they went on the ghost train.

That night Draganta told stories about the ancient dragons of long ago to his classmates. He called his first one "The Sundering".

"It was a time of war, of kinstrife and blood; a time of dishonour and broken oaths; a time of dark deeds and black betrayal. It was the time of the Sundering.

Civilization tore itself asunder and the gods themselves wept to see the beauty despoiled. Brother fought brother, father fought son, and no mother was spared the grief of slaughtered kin.

Disguised by a mask of light, malice spread like a disease amongst the unwary. Where it walked, treachery blossomed; where it spoke, corruption spread. Once more Chaos reached out and its vile hand cast a shadow over the fair lands of The Lost City of the Old Ones.

Blinded by the light of their own creation, they forged a new world, ignorant of the prophecies that stalked their every step. So it was that Sicarius the Brave, Sicarius the Noble, Sicarius the Traitor hid amongst them.

The son of Alarion worked his vile plots under the guise of honour. The prophecy had come true and thus a descendant of the line of Alarion would pierce the bright heart of their nation. War intensified his thirst for blood, and ambition grew ever stronger, darkening his heart.

Evil struck unseen at their souls. Their leaders were betrayed and one by one they succumbed. Those that saw through the deception were murdered before they could spread warning. Sicarius, the Commander of Darkness, grew ever more powerful.

Betrayal stung the soul of every Dragon, treachery ate at their hearts. Those who had once fought to save the land now broke down towers and defiled all that was beautiful. Destruction was their goal and murder was their war cry, but they would not bow to the darkness.

United under one banner they fought to save all they had built. Those who chose to enslave them saw that they would not fall. In their spite they sought to destroy what they could not possess and so came the Sundering. They broke the lands with terrible magics, and for a time The Lost City of the Old Ones looked as though it would vanish beneath the tides.

Such was their glory, in death they still shone. Powers older than the dawn of time fought at their side and saved them. Victory had its price and to this day we pay with tears. We mourn for the loss of our ancient friends and ever guard against their murderers.

We are ever-living, our spirit is immortal and long after the last of our people crumbles to dust we shall live on. For we are the descendants of those brave warriors and for as long as there is light then we will shine."

'Draganta are our ancestors still shining as we speak?' asked Isabeau.

'They sure are and even my grandparents are watching me even when I can't see them.' replied Draganta.

'That's good to hear.' she sighed.

Morathi was eating popcorn with Rosie watching a DVD of "Freddy vs Jason". Draganta thought it would be fun if he got into a "Freddy Kreugar" costume and scared the souls out of them but was caught by Rynn.

'No you don't, now forget the costume and go watch the movie.' frowned Rynn.

'Fine but just remember that you're not my boss.' retaliated Draganta as he sat down beside Rosie.

'Popcorn?' she asked cheerfully.

'Why not.' replied Draganta as he took a handful.

DtD:Well that's the chapter done but what will happen next time?

S.P.:Stay tuned folks.(stuffs Draganta's birthday cake into his mouth)

Rosie:Hey save some for me and Jenny.

Draganta:GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY CAKE!

DtD:Read and Review folks. Shadow, Rosie, Lets get the heck outta here.

S.P. and Rosie: Yeah lets go.(runs after DtD as Draganta begins to charge after them)