Prologue
The volcano princess A.K.A. Molten (dragon) watched her volcano dragons, from above. As she sat upon her rock ledge, her dark emerald green eyes twinkled as she looked down on her fiery, dead world. She grinned with her pearl white fangs showing. She was a very attractive young dragon, with her golden horns, leaning backwards. Her spikes where deep purple and was leaning the same way as her gold horns. Her wings glowed sapphire-blue and her scales as black as ebony, shone in the glowing fire beneath.
Spyro lay in the gleaming sun with Flame. Emerald and Ember were climbing trees, whilst Moss and Dust watched in amazement, as fiery rocks catapulted to the ground. One of them lit Ember's tree and she leaped out. More rocks showered down and they suddenly heard a peculiar voice.
"Mwa ha ha haaa! Prepare to meet thy doom, young dragons!" it screeched.
"Who was that?" asked Emerald.
"We don't now, but she sounds peculiar," said Flame.
"What does she mean by doom, death or something?" enquired Ember.
"Of course it means death, death to us…I think," Spyro said.
"You dragons don't know anything, yet!" screamed the voice again.
The dragons watched an ebony black dragon disappear into the smoking skies…
Cool my first chapter and cliffhanger! I own Emerald, Dust, Moss, Molten and the volcano dragons. R&R please!