I do not own
Spyro or any other
non-original content in the
following
passage.
This is my
first fan fic. Positive
feedback would be greatly appreciated.
Fall of the Future
This is an Assembler. An artifact of nanotechnology. They are designed to manipulate objects on the atomic level. Millions can rest undetected in a crevasse on your hand. Only a dusting of atoms wide, each is powerful enough to start building a tank from a handful of mud and gravel in a matter of hours, one subatomic particle at a time. The untold trillions in the Adaptive Construction Engines being used today can fabricate a plane out of a pile of slag and sea water in mere seconds. This is the Nano Age. It has brought about the most efficient Construction Engine ever created yet it has given birth to the most horrific weapon ever imagined.
I have been called Psycho, Deadeye, Neo and many other names. Don't get me wrong these aren't insults. In fact, they're the best compliments my squad mates can come up with. We are marines for the Galactic Draconian Coalition. Every soldier was bio-engineered without wings, a tail, horns or the sharp spikes on a dragons back. That is the only real difference as the military thought them to be a waste. I still had the lack of the aforementioned characteristics but I was somehow different. I didn't find out until that fateful day I was labeled K.I.A. Yeah I was supposed to have died. But something went wrong... no BiDras (bio engineered dragons) as they called us were supposed to have any family or relations but I did. I was not supposed to know until I was marked a potential "Scarecrow" They knew why I was different and I found out. I did have a father. I was not just another rank-and-file creation to fight and to die. I had purpose, greater than that of a grunt. They planned this all along and felt that I was ready. Was I? Hell No! I am Flair Selianar and this is my story.
I know this dosent
look like a
Spyro story yet and its short but
this is just some
backstory it will
pick up in later chapters.
