Chapter Thirty-Seven: Those without a past Won't have a Future

Saira was the first to stir in her sleep; her head pounding like boulders were falling from above on top of her head as she slowly started to stand. Looking down to herself she saw that her body was back to what it used to be, four legs and long draconic body. She gave herself a smile, even if she wanted to try something while in that body; she was happy. Brandon lay not to far from where she was, his shirt was ripped from the portal but other then that he was fine. Making her way over she gentle nudged him on the arm with her snout as he started to stir and open an eye to look at her.

"Morning sleepy," she giggled as she sat on his rear.

"Saira?" he asked shaking his head. "Where are we and where is everyone else?" Saira noticed that as well and turned around to look as well as she gave a puzzle tilt of her head.

"I don't know, I never seen this sort of forest before, and for everyone else; I'm not sure." She backed away as Brandon stood to his full height, when he was he could see that Saira was now taller them him, she had to look down just a bit to see him eye to eye with her neck.

"You grew!" he cried as Saira looked to herself.

"So I did…"

The two made their way though the forest looking around, it seemed to look like the forest where the old temple stood before Malefor took it for himself, but it seem greener, fresher; new. Saira also saw this and was a little weird out by what she was seeing too.

"Something doesn't feel right," Saira answered Brandon as he told her what he thought. "I don't remember this part of the forest…do you?"

"No I don't…it seems very…" they heard a snap not to far from where they were as the Draman span around to see where the sound came from. It seemed far, but still close enough that they could hear the sound of chattering.

"I know that I'm the purple dragon!" cried a male voice that sounded somewhat familiar to the two. "But I didn't ask for this at all, I didn't want to be the savoir of the world, I mean did you want this?" they followed the sounds until they heard a sigh, it sounded soft and gentle.

"Come now Malefor," Saira and Brandon stopped dead when they heard the voice and hurried to see something that made them stop. "I mean it is a great thing to be able to master the four elements to better help the world right?" Malefor was as small as Spyro, maybe larger. Scales a dirty purple, his horns didn't seem as large as they were when they last saw him when he was large, but smaller and yellow, the only thing that did stay the same; was his eyes. Standing beside him stood a five foot five human women, her long black hair were pushed behind her back which blew slightly in the gentle wind. Her skin was as pale as the moon themselves when they were at their peaks. She wore a long black shirt that covered her whole upper body, but not her neck, showing the beginning on her chest. A necklace was seen which wrapped around a red ring, the same one Brandon was to give Stella for payment for her work she did for him. Green eyes shone in the dusk light as light black pants held tightly to her legs. A sheath was strapped behind her lower hips with the black sword Brandon once used stung inside. Brandon moved a stepped forward but stopped when a twig snapped. Both Alice and Malefor turned over to see both the Draman and Saira which caused them to stop.

"Another Human!" cried Alice walking over but Malefor stop her with a paw, which caused Brandon to growl to low for him to hear.

"Alice," Malefor answered. "They could be working for the Dark Master for all we know!"

"We don't work for that bastard you yellow eye freak!" screamed Brandon as Saira looked to him with a surprised look, she still thought that Malefor was his father so was mortified when he called him that.

"What did you call me you hairless monkey?" roared Malefor as he got ready to attack as Brandon flexed his arms combusting them into flames causing Alice and Malefor to step back. "That's…impossible!" he cried. "The only type a human that could do that would be a…a Draman!"

Brandon sat beside Saira as Alice sat beside Malefor and another dragon. This dragon was about the same size of Flame, his underbelly was orange and body red. Markings that seemed to be flames dancing around his body were seen and Brandon knew who this was, his father; Ignitus. Four large dragons sat on the other side of the room away from the group of youngling, the Guardians of the time; the leader was the dragons begin flanked by the other Guardians which were females. Brandon found out that the fire Guardian was the only male one of the group; and his grandfather. He wore a scar over his left eye which caused it to remain closed from the pain he had received from battle, in fact almost his whole deep black red body was filled with scars or missing nails and scales giving him a much fierce look, his eyes much like Ignitus was red, but seemed a bit more darker then his own. The ice dragoness that stood next to him was slender like many adult dragoness, but hard deep black ice were seen on her shoulder and around her neck like a necklace. Her eyes seemed to glow with power as she eyed both Brandon and Saira. Her tail blade looked almost like a frozen flame. On the other side of the fire dragon stood a deep greenish dragoness, like the ice dragoness she had padding on her shoulders and around her chest going down her back somewhat like a rockslide. Like all Earth dragon she wore a large club on her tail for the tip which many spikes for a death kill. Green eyes locked on to Saira mostly but went to Brandon at well at times. The last dragoness stood by Alice as if protecting her, eyeing everyone, more on the young Draman then her friends. She held more padding then the others making it look more like she was in full armour then scales.

"No one will harm Alice old friend," the red dragon told his friend as he turned to her, she only gave a hard shear as he sigh. "I swear, you act like everyone is going to kill her!"

"She is the last hope in order to stop the Dark Master Infernos!" she almost roared. "I know that Malefor," Brandon flinched when he heard the name of his foe. "Can take care of him self, but as you know humans are fragile little things and must be taken care of at all times!" Alice only sighed and pushed herself away from the elder dragon locked embraced.

"Vellna Vellna, you know I can care for myself as well," Brandon watched his mother of the past speak; he gulped when he heard her young voice and almost broke down crying from hearing her gentle voice. "Now I think the best idea is to allow the Old One to seek into one of their minds and see if they can be trusted!" everyone around her nodded in agreement but for the two time travelers who had no idea how or why there were brought here.

"Um excuse me," Brandon raised a finger a bit as all eyes went to him. "Who is this 'Old One'?"

"The Old One is an old dragon," Vellna answered as she moved to the other Guardians sides. "It was said that the Old One is like the Chronicle, able to live long lives and so froth, but unlike the Chronicle, the Old One does not watch over the books of the dragons, but peers into the minds of any to test to see if they are with us, or not."

"Both of your pasts and thoughts will be tested," Infernos cut in after Vellna. "If you refused we have no choice but to kill you on the spot, your feelings and deepest secrets will be shown to him and only him. But do not worry," he only gave a smile. "He made a deal when he learned of this skill that he will not tell anyone of what he have learned; ah here he is now." Eyes turned to the door as a very old dragon made his way in, scales were as white as paper, but it seemed that he could not wield any sort of element at all anymore. Wings dropped to the side and tail dragged as everyone by Brandon and Saira bowed their heads. He walked past and turned to Brandon and peered closer to him, a small frown was seen as he leaned closer.

"Your mind," he answered out in a deep shaking voice. "Will be seen, do you accepted or denied?" The Draman had no choice of the matter, looking to Saira who gave him a soft nod. His mind was also with hers' as well.

"I accept," he answered bowing his head softly. The dragon nodded and brought a shaking paw to his head, brushing his long black hair out of the way as his whole paw covered his head, his eyes closed as well as Brandon as if on cue as everything around him became still.

When he opened his eyes he saw his life rush past him, even the ones he couldn't remember, he was alone, not moving as the flashes flew around, under, and over him. All of this was close to too much for him as he watched, soon finding him face to face with the past that was only a mouths ago; when Cynder first met him, when he attacked Spyro and so froth, when he met Saira and when he told her of his love for her, even when they made love. The flashes became faster and quicker until he was thrown onto his back with the dragons looking down at him. His face was drench was sweat as Saira ran up to him and held his head to get him to look at her.

"Brandon!" she cried shaking his head. "Are you okay? Answer me Brandon!" he groaned softly looking around as many more went toward him to see if he was alright.

"I…I'm fine," he answered. "Just…wow that felt so weird…"

"He is a friend," all eyes went to the Old One as he only nodded to Brandon. "We must not fear this Draman or his mate here."

"So he truly is a Draman?" Infernos asked as the old dragon nodded.

"Yes, and here something else, these two are from the future!" all eyes locked to them again as Brandon gulped and smiled bringing a hand up.

"Um…we come in peace?" he said trying to break the ice so to speak.

The Guardians gave both Saira and Brandon a room in the temple, which was only a short walk from the training ground. At times the dragons of the past wished to know what happened in his time, and were the Dark Master gone. With the help of the Old One he told everyone that the past should not be messed already as it was; or maybe it was their fate to come here. Saira was already sleeping in the pillow bed much like the one in their own home in Warfang, he allowed her to sleep as he slipped out with the new clothing he was giving, much like his mother clothing, but for a male, showing his arms and muscles he grew over the mouths. As he made his way outside he was stopped when he heard his name from afar, turning to see that it was his mother running toward him. She bent over her knees breathing heavily looking up at him as she smiled.

"Thought I never catch up to you!" she gasped as she stood up straight moving her bangs from her eyes. "Well let me introduce myself I'm…"

"Alice," she looked to him as he looked away and began to walk again.

"Yeah…how did you…"

"We know each other in the future," he told her as he stopped by a river and threw a flat grey stone in the water; watching it skipped.

"Oh," she answered throwing her own in. the silence became so thick that you could almost cut it, she too picked up a grey stone and threw it in the water as well. "Are we…you know…dating?"

"No," he looked to her. "Listen Alice, I don't mean to sound rude but I can't tell you jack all shit of the future okay? Maybe it was fate that me and Saira were brought here, I'm not sure. But I know if I told you of what was going on…the future will be changed into something we don't even know, and I…" he looked down and kicked the dirt up. "I rather know my time line where I left, even if it means my mother is still somewhat gone." It was hard for him, speaking to his mother and calling her by her name. Even more hard not trying to tell her how she was to die or about what Malefor and Blackness would do to her. "Now again I don't mean to sound rude but what do you want?" he turned to her again. "I'm not speaking of where I came from if that what you want."

"No no not that," she waved her hands chuckling. "I was talking to your mate um…"

"Saira,"

"Yeah Saira, anyway I was talking to her and she said you can fight well with the blade."

"I learned all I need to know to keep the one's I care about safe!"

"Do you think you can teach me?" this caught Brandon off, he remembered when his mother taught him a few moves to defend himself from a full bullies at school that she said that someone of her past taught her these moves. And that he and a girl came from as if out of nowhere.

"No…it can't be…" he muttered under his breath as Alice raised one of her brows.

"What?" she asked as he snapped out of his trance.

"N…nothing, sure I can train you," he answered. "I also know some hand to hand combat move my mother taught me that I would be more then willing to teach you!" she gave a small smile and nodded, Brandon brought his hand out to shake but she had another idea. She hugged him tightly for a long moment as his arms slowly found their ways around her back and hugged her back; sniffing her hair a bit until she moved back.

"Thank you Brandon," she gave a small smile and turned on her heels and left, leaving Brandon alone, in pieces.