Disclaimer: I don't own Spyro or any other creature that already has an owner. I do own:

Queen Darkela: Queen of the fraries,big dragon hater and no one knows why

All of the Dark Fairies: That about covers it,

Roc: Queen Darkela's pet Bird called a Snower, last of it's kind

Fluffy: Queen Darkela's pet... you'll just have to find out what kind of animal it is,

Twilight: Darkela's second in command, I am not copying off TROC!

Blaze: A Dargon,

Blaze's adoptive parents: Do I have to say anything else?

Smoky: Blaze's gray dragonfly

Man, I hate sad prologues, but it has to be done. Hope none of you out there are emotional. Well, enjoy. One more thing this incident happened way before Spyro was hatched.

The Dark Fairy Reign

Rating: PG

Prologue

It was a sunny and fair day in Dragoon Island. An island that floated in the sky and all around it was just an abyss. This island stretched out for miles and miles. It was flourishing with trees, fodders, plants, animals, flowers, mountains, but it was mostly home to the Dragons. Since it was such a fair day, some the dragons assumed that this was a nice day to go outside and delight in the weather. The Hatchlings were on the park's playground playing tag, hopscotch, jump rope and other childish games. The parents and other dragons were on the park bench watching as their young having a jolly old time. Other Dragons walked around enjoying the fresh spring air. Still, others were having a grand time eating their picnic lunch or just jogging around the track. Yes, all was calm in Dragoon Island.

As it got late, there was only a few seconds 'til the time hit noon. Once the clock struck midday there was a loud 'BOOM!' that made the island quake. Each person stayed silent, perplexed about the bizarre clamor. In an instant, the sky turned from its soft, peaceful state of blue to a sharp scarlet red. After the sky utterly darkened with the hideous red shading a cold-harsh wind began to blow from the west, throwing sand, grass and dirt in the air. All the inhabitants shielded their faces from the gust with their hands. No one was brave enough to open their eyes to see what was the cause of this circumstance, only a small five year old dragon was willing to sacrifice. He slowly opened his eyes midway, until he could see a swarm of some sort heading their way. As the wind ceased everyone turned their head to the direction that the swarm was coming from.

Nobody thought that this was a threat to their peaceful home, since almost nothing ever happened to their precious island. As they were about to get back on being happy without a care in the world, an enormous fireball came crashing in on their parade. Luckily none was hurt, but without taking a second chance for the mysterious swarm to attack again, all the parenting dragons took their young and began to run from the invaders. Some ran, some took to the sky, some even turned back and was heading to where the invasion was happening, the reason was unknown. Some of the dragons that survived that fateful day said that they heard singing, coming from the attackers. The proper name that they gave to this mysterious song was 'lullaby of death' due to all the dragons that turned back, never saw that light of day again.

In a house about 100 yards from the invasion lived a couple and their unborn dragon in an egg. To keep her egg warm, the proud mother began to put hay around the egg that was inside a box. Her husband who was in the living room cleaning up went up to his wife and gazed at his one-day-to-be son. The egg was only five months old and the family knew, that in any given time the baby will hatch. Just as the mother was about to put more straw around the egg, the couple heard a loud noise making their house tremble and their egg jump from it's crate. The egg jumped again and fell out of the box, but with the mother's quick reflexes and thinking, she caught it right before it hit land.

As the mother was putting the egg back in its rightful place, her husband went to the window to she want kind of creature would cause a tremendous sound like that. As he separated the curtains his heart went into his throat. He saw that the sky was red like blood, the setting in the distance was like hell itself. The trees and everything that he once knew and loved was all consumed in flames. The inhabitants were all screaming, crying and running all at the same time. On the ground laid tons of dead bodies in a pool of blood. You couldn't even tell if the grass was green, since it was all red. He then saw the cause of this effect; it was a swarm that was heading their way that was creating this uproar.

The husband quickly took his wife's hand and ran out the door, forgetting the helpless egg inside. At the minute the couple remembered that they forgot their most prized possession, the father and mother ran back to the house. During that time, the husband heard a noise as if a bomb was falling from the sky. He looked up and saw a fireball heading straight for their house with maximum speed. The husband quickly grabbed his wife's arm, stopping her from proceeding. He knew if they were any close to the house while it exploded, they would have been as good as dead. The pair saw as their precious house got blown into smithereens. The mother gave out a cry, she knew that a delicate egg would never of survived that kind of explosion.

The mother started to go haywire, screaming at her husband to let go of her so she can go into the burning building to look for her child, but he didn't take no for an answer. Her husband, by force grabbed his wife's arm and took to the sky with her crying her eyes out. With one look back at the world that they grew up in going up in flames they safely made it out, even when they were miles away from the island, the screams and sites that they have seen, flashed before their eyes.

The couple was staying in a hotel far away from the island, once news gone about that the mysterious invaders left, the husband and his wife flew back to their home world to see what was the outcome. Once they landed on Dragoon Island they both gasped at the sit. The school that they both went to and meet was still up in flames, the trees were all black with ashes, there were dead bodies laying around, decaying in the sun and the houses were all in ruble. The island looked abandoned and gloomy.

Once the mother saw the place where her house once stood, she sprinted across the blood stained grass to see if her egg was all right. Once she jumped in the pile of derbies, she briskly began to throw fragments of the material that was used to build their house all around her. As she pushed a huge rock out of the way she saw her speckled egg broken into piece with the dragon embryo lying beside it. The mother picked up her unborn dead child, as she observed it; it already had eyes, a snout, wings, hand, feet, fingers, toes and a tail. The mother cuddled the embryo in her arms and began to weep.

While the mother was digging a grave for the embryo her husband was searching for survivors. After almost an hour of searching and only dead bodies being discovered, the father heard a faint crackling sound in the background. He kept quiet and heard it again. He began to walk towards the noise, he then heard it again and saw that it was coming from a small once-white-now-spattered-with-blood tent. Walking didn't get the job done quicker, so he flew. Once he landed next to the collapsed tent that was blowing in the stray breeze he opened the flap and saw a couple, dead on the floor with a blanket in-between them and their hands on the blanket.

The father knew these people, they were a homeless couple, and with the tent being their home. The father had seen them all the time on the park. Even thought they were homeless with barley enough food to go around, they still were content on what they had. As the father was about to leave the couple to rest, he heard the crackling noise again, only it was coming from under the blanket in-between the two dead couple. As he looked closer, he saw that their position wasn't natural. The way that they were lying down and with both of their hands on the blanket looked as if they were protecting something. The father gently push off the dead couples body from the blanket and took the blanket off from its position discovering that it was an egg almost being ready to hatch.

The father gasped when he saw that this small egg survived this horror show. He saw as the egg started to crack up. The father slowly picked off some of broken edges revealing a baby dragon. It was a boy; he had tan scales with golden webbing, horns and tail tip. No wonder this couple was all scrunched up together, they were protecting their child. They actually sacrificed their lives so that their child my live and thanks to the heat of the parents and the blanket the egg didn't get hypothermia. The father slowly picked up the baby, but as he did he saw that this child was unusual. He was actually born with a necklace around his neck! The necklace was a golden chan with a blue crystal attached to it. As he wrapped his arms around the baby, he left the baby's dead parents in the tent and took to the sky in search of his wife.

He then found her in the pile of ruins of their house, mourning for her child. As he landed next to her, he startled her. When his wife turned around her eyes were red and swollen from her uncontrollably crying. She then saw something in his arms and saw that her husband had a smile on his face. Why was he smiling at a time like this? As she got up she looked into his arms and saw a small baby dragon. The mother gasped and gently took the baby from her husband. Her husband told her all about the baby's family being killed and that he doesn't have anyone to take care of him. He also told her that he was born with a necklace around his neck. The mother smiled as she hugged the baby in her arms. Once they finally concluded that there are no more living creatures on the island they began to leave to look for another home. The mother looked at the child sleeping in her arms, "What should we name him?" she questioned

"How about Blaze?" Her husband answered. The wife smiled and agreed to it. The reason why they named his Blaze was because, Blaze, in the Dragons vocabulary means 'brought out of the ashes' which they thought was a right name for him. Even though they adopted a new baby and would love him as if it were their own, he would never take the place of their biologic unborn child that died that unforgetful day.

They finally found a home in the Dragon Realms and raised the child as if it was their own. As the child grew, he began to call them mom and dad, not know that they weren't his real parents. As he grew older he got a Grey dragonfly that he named Smoky. Each year the family on the same day that the tragedy happened years ago, the family would go and visit the same spot at noon to remember what had happened there. The trees and everything on the island grew back to it's luscious green self, even the fodder returned, but no Dragons ever set a foot in the island to live on, thinking that the same thing would happen again.

Blaze, never knew why they would go to the island, his parents didn't really wanted to tell him that they weren't his parents and why they come to this deserted island. The one thing that they didn't know was that the attack that happened at least four years ago, wasn't the first attack that the invaders attacked. It was just a sign that the Reign of the Dark Fairies was just getting started.

End of Prologue

Whipping tear from eye Sad isn't it? But all turned out well in the end. Who is the mysterious invaders? (Well duh, just look at the title). Why are they after Dragons? Why was Blaze born with a necklace? What kind of magic dwells within the necklace? What-

Blaze: Okay, can you just stop it?

KT: What? I';m just making the story more interesting.

Blaze: They'll find out in the next chapter.

KT: Fine, anyway if any of you out there has a suggestion for the next chapter, please tell me. I don't know who this story is going to end, but if you have an idea, please tell me.