A/N: Hello guys back again with chapter two sorry the first chapter was short these next few will be short until I can get home I don't have enough time to write atm Incase you are wondering this takes place before RWBY starts and Spyro will be born in Remnant instead of the Dragon Realms. Also I'm thinking of an OC team for Spyro possible team names ( STAFF, RASH, JSPR (Jasper), SYRN(siren)
For many it seemed a normal day in the city of Vale as any, that is if you could call being under the constant threat of Grimm attacks normal. Everyone went about there day like they always do, teenage girls shopping, fathers just getting off of work, mothers cooking and kids playing around their house. It would of been normal had it not been for a colossal sized portal opening up in the bright sunny sky of Vale.
The portal seemed to increase in size quickly covering a large portion of the sky, with the portal increasing in immensity. Children stopped playing Mothers stopped cooking and fathers fascinated at the odd sight stopped there vehicles in the streets with some almost colliding with each other even going as far to get out and stare, few asked questions as if there fellow citizens could offer up a critique or an explanation.
More and more people began to gaze upward at the histrionic sight before them as if some other worldly force took possession of there bodies forcing there eyes into the big swirling abyss before them filling them equally with a cascade effect of awe, wonder and fright rushing towards them as if it were a pack of feral beasts chasing its prey through a small opening.
As quickly as the portal had expanded it also halted its progression as if it were a drunkard driving a car hastily applying his or her brakes to keep from colliding with the object in front of them. The portal had been opened for a mere few minutes but had seemed in just a way as it were an eternity when abruptly legions of Dragons flooded the sky as if it were an invasion of some sort.
All sorts of dragons from every color type continued to pour through the portal turning what was once an awe struck people into a terrified and anxious horde. Children began crying, Mothers began screaming, and fathers began calling local authorities as if their lives were hanging in the balance.
More and more dragons poured out of the opening, it was just as if people had formed a collective mindset as a consequence to the influx of these assumed invaders. people began running away from the scene as though they were criminals fleeing their retribution. Swarms of people run through the streets, what ever trace of chivalry and common decency was abandoned as people fled to shelter. People pushed, stomped and kicked anyone in there way, women and children were even subjected to the abuse for reasons that seem so petty now. Nevertheless in that time in that shocking, frightening and daunting moment it felt just as though the shackles that bound the gates of hell were thrusted outward shredding the very fabric of reality itself.
Fear continued to pour through the crowd, police forces were dispatched to combat and direct the distraught crowd funneling them into nearby buildings. Some officers were caught off guard at the sight of the multitude of winged creatures.
"Ar... ar... we under attack or something" said one officer.
"What the hell? Are those a new type of Grimm?" Said another officer.
One police captain was barking orders to other officers when he noticed the the two officers staring at the sky captivated by the spectacle before them.
"What are you two doing get back to directing the crowd" said the captain quickly going back to barking orders again.
Both men halted there glares recontinuing there work as the occasionally glanced at the portal. Once the last Dragon came through the opening the portal began to recede within itself as fast than it had opened, returning the sky back to it's phlegmatic firmament. The dragons had been caught off guard at the sight of a fully fledged civilization before there eyes.
"What now" said pavyss looking concerned.
"I thought we would've landed somewhere less developed" said Jyges with contempt in his voice.
"Great just great we spent all that time and money to build a portal to escape our destruction, just to be herded right into the slaughter house" said Omus sensing the rising fear from the natives below.
The dragons had not made landfall so that they would avoid any confrontation between them and the natives.
"Maybe we could make some sort of offering to show that we have no intention of harm," said one lower elder named Avrem.
"And do you know how to speak there language? Who's to say they won't kill us as soon as we send an envoy!" Said Omus.
"Why not just kill them they don't look like much" said one elder. "Looks can be deceiving" said another. As the dragons were arguing on what they should do the Kingdom of Vale sent dispatches to the other Kingdoms requesting support for this unknown congregation above its capital city.
Hunters and huntresses were also called upon believing this might be a new species of Grimm, they were put on stand by when no reports of these creatures were attacking anything. Once word reached the other kingdom a council was called to decide what should be done with this potentially new foe. Council men and women argued for hours on what is there best option,with reports coming in verifying that these beings have no known hostility and with the Great War still fresh in their minds not wanting to incur any unnecessary bloodshed.
They sought a peaceful solution but wanting peace is one thing, how would they be able to communicate with them? What if one of there propositions is offensive to these beings that is even if they are sentient. How would you even communicate with a creature that has no cognitive capability.
Questions, they found more questions than answers to there dilemma they couldn't just sit around all day, they had to act fast before something that could upset the already fragile and teetering relationship that they have plunging them downward into a spiral of potential chaos that no one wanted.
"I can't allow that Pandora's box to be opened" thought one councilman named Oscar Sloan.
Oscar Sloan a representative of Vale is a man in his late thirties with jet black hair, green eyes, and fair skin he some what handsome with a calm and quiet demeanor. A charismatic man able to out debate anyone standing in opposition to him though that is rare for him these days. If he wanted he could have most of Vale in his back pocket but Oscar is rarity among most politicians especially one of his stature, no Oscar is not like his colleagues who seek political gain.
He is truly a man of the people with their best interests in mind perfect? No but honorable he hails from the impoverished part of Vale knowing what it's like to be under the weight of the Bureaucrats thumb, he sought to Change that when he signed up to be put on the ballot fellow candidates mocked him for his up bringing while it is true he never went to school due to being poor he successfully taught him self how to read and write while also studying law as well but he had one thing most of his fellow candidates didn't have .
Sure they had degrees from Ivy League schools and were great intellectuals they didn't have the heart or the passion for the people as he had, so while they were eating and drinking and laughing letting there money do most of the work. He campaigned tirelessly working day and night hosting rallies and talking to the common people, even those who disagreed with his views.
It came as a shock when he won a landslide victory for a seat on the Kingdoms council. It was then no surprise when "the man of the people" was selected to represent vale on this special meeting. Hours had past still no one could agree as to what appropriate measures should be taken.
After all it's not there fault no one has ever had to communicate with an entire new species no amount of protocol could prepare them for this moment, they had to act fast the fate of Vale possibly all of Remnant stood in the balance. Life or death, peace or war.
Tension was thick in the room Oscar could read it.
"We have to do something soon The Kingdoms are getting impatient and Atlas is preparing for war!" Said one councilman slamming his fist onto the table causing it to shake while the others were un moved by the sudden outburst.
The one female councilwoman looked back at the other two
"he's right we must reach a consensus soon, I am vouching for setting up communication with them".
The fourth man sitting in his chair with eyes closed and slightly hunched over the table pinching the bridge of his nose in between his thumb and pointer finger spoke.
"We have been through this countless times before how are we going to speak to these creatures if we can't speak there language" said the man with a hint of annoyance in his voice while opening up one eye to look at Oscar who had been sitting quietly in his chair this whole time.
"So anything you have to offer? You haven't spoken once during this whole charade, cmon I heard stories about you, you have got to have something up inside that head of yours so just spill it already"
said the fourth man again with a mix of sarcasm and annoyance. It was Oscars turn to speak.
"If I had a solution I would of brought it forth" said Oscar still sitting.
Oscar then got up and began to pace the room tuning out the sounds of his companions arguing in the background. He did this often back at home in Vale when he ran into tough decisions usually he was the one that had the answer but this time there was no clear answer both options had both good and bad consequences the problem was which one could they bet on, it was like his favorite game of poker only this time the odds were stacked against him towering over him at un measurable heights he couldn't even fathom.
The arguing and bickering continued through his whole thought process, his mind was racing like how a computer processes information at the speed of light, his mind came back to all the reports. None showed hostile intent from these beings.
"Just what did they want?"
He thought, his mind continued deeper and deeper into thought drowning out reality around him it felt as if he was drifting through some ethereal plane of thought disconnected from all reality.
He remembered one report showing these creatures were traveling with what appeared to be caravans meant to ship large quantities of items with no noticeable weaponry.
"Could they be hiding them? Highly unlikely" he thought he also noticed almost none of them had any weapons or armor on them except for those whom he assumed were protecting there leaders.
"If this was an invasion they would have attacked already easily overrunning Vale's defences"
he thought again. He continued in more thought mulling the information over in his head like one stirring stew in a pot.
"What if it isn't an invasion but they are refugees fleeing an invasion themselves" he pondered on this thought for a while before silencing the other three.
"After reviewing the latest reports I have found something that could help bring us to a more thorough conclusion." Oscar said with a plain expression.
"We'll spill it" said the man still slouching.
"Please anything you can provide even if its little should be sufficient" said the woman.
"Look I'll keep it as simple as possible I don't believe these creatures have any ill intentions" Oscar said as he took a sip of tea.
"How can you be sure" said the other man
"it's because the vast majority of them are unarmed only those who appear to be armed I presume are there leaders guards considering how close they are to them. Also the ships they came with? They also show no signs of armaments but are in fact cargo vessels"
said Oscar walking around flaunting his charisma.
"What do you think they are then" asked the other three. Oscar walking nonchalantly towards the table picking up his tea says "it's simple they are refugees."
Unbeknownst to the Dragons that the natives are beginning to draw up peace talk ideas the Dragons have also decided to attempt to communicate with them. Just how they don't know Pyrdyrth alongside his fellow elders are stumped as how to communicate with them.
"Do we have any spells that could allow us to speak there language?" Said one elder. "most of what we had was lost when the temples were raided by Malefor" Said another elder.
"Cursed be him" thought Pyrdyrth "even in this new world we are still affected by him"
as ideas were passed around Pyrdyrth Said
"even though the scrolls were lost we could still have our best mages concoct something quick even if it isn't perfect we need something soon" he paused
" I fear this peace won't last long."
The elders agreed with him and sent for the best mages brought through the portal, it took at least one full day for them to make an enchanted communication stone. The elders quickly brought it forth to Pyrdyrth, as the elders reconvened and discussed how they should approach the natives and who should go one guard approached them interrupting their conversation to notify them of a large metallic object approaching.
Back in the council room the 4 representatives decided they would approach them with a peace offering of various precious jewels along with gold and silver. They also decided Oscar should be the one to go since he had great Charisma, Immediately they called there respective Kingdoms informing them on what conclusion they reached they also contacted Atlas to have a transport ship loaded with the requested cargo.
To say that Oscar was afraid would be a half truth sure he was well aware of the danger but was confident enough in himself to provide adequate peace talks, and if by adequate peace talks meaning loading up a gigantic ship with the some Remnants most valuable items hoping things would become peachy then yes he would. It was around midday when Oscar came aboard the craft he expected to see tons of cargo but was caught off guard when he saw a man inside drinking.
The man was around the same age as Oscar he just like Oscar had jet black hair, unlike Oscar the mans hair was short and had spiked bangs while they both had black hair the man was a lot more leaner and fit. He ha piercing red eyes with a white and gray suit with black pants. Oscar recognized him instantly as a teacher at Signal Academy and also as a famous Huntsman.
"Hello" the man said "my names Qrow."
Qrow stuck out his hand to greet Oscar, Oscar not wanting to look stupid grabbed Qrows hand and shook it firmly while saying
"I know of you, but I never imputed a request for a bodyguard no offense though if relations do go south I don't think you could take them all on"
both men stopped shaking hands
"Vale thought it would be best if you did have one just In case besides you would be surprised at what I could do, even if I can't take them all on I could kill enough of them so that you can get the hell out of dodge if need be" said Qrow.
"Fair enough" said Oscar astounded by the mans willingness to sacrifice himself few people have that trait today he thought.
"Well enough standing around let's have a seat we'll be taking off soon" Said Qrow with Oscar following behind.
The Craft took off quickly and within a few minutes they had reached the outskirts of the mass formation of Dragons. As they drew closer to the Dragons Oscar was amazed at the size and beauty of these creatures. No sooner than later a large orange Dragon who looked to be well into his late stages of life approached the craft with some sort of carved glowing stone in his hands.
"Here we go" said Qrow as The emerged at the top of the modified aircraft with the cargo ascending along with them.
The platform lurched to a halt as they were now on the outside. Oscar shivered at the rush of cold air scolding himself for not bringing a coat. There was silence for a few minutes before either of them moved they just stared at each other with the two humans in utter awe while the Dragon had a bout of anxiety well up in him. This was being recorded live and broadcast throughout the entirety of Remnant.
It was if the entire world stopped no one worked no one drove everyone was glued to their TVs or scrolls using what ever they could to get a glimpse of history in the making. To say that the tension was thick would be an understatement of the century. Oscar thought to himself
"everyone is watching, everyone" Oscar paused.
"If I screw it up now." Oscar gulped he couldn't even begin to think of the consequences if he failed in bringing about peace in this odd encounter.
As Oscar finished up his thoughts he saw the dragon come closer bending over stretching his arms out far and wide as if he were reaching into some ferocious beasts cage, he beckoned the two to come and touch the stone. Oscar and Qrow looked at each other locking eyes in agreement. They slowly approached the large Orange Creature hesitating at first to touch the stone but ultimately caving into curiosity. At first it seemed as nothing changed but they soon understood why.
"Hello" Said the Orange creature with hesitation and anxiety in his voice. Neither Qrow or Oscar could speak feeling as if their mouths were bound shut, every muscle, every fiber of their being inside there body was tense. Pyrdyrth could see the mix of awe and fear in there faces. He was at a loss for the moment, yes he was blessed with oration but no amount of talent could have prepared him for this. Silence hung in the air thickening the atmosphere around them. Again the Dragon mulled over in his head what he should say.
Hesitating for a moment thinking to himself "why not start with my name,
" he was looking down at this point away from the biped's faces. The dragon then looked back at the two and said "my name is Pyrdyrth."
A/N: Well gee that took along time to write this one I had fun with I meant to go into more detail with the Dragons leaving their world but I ran out of time with the first chapter with this one I forgot to go into details in certain areas now that I look back I plan on structuring the chapters out more doing that in future chapters thanks for reading see you in the next chapter