Legend of Spyro: Rise of Hope Chapter 1, a spyro the dragon fanfic

(A/N) I decided to attempt to write this as part of a Trilogy that expanded upon the established Legend of Spyro series and to delve into various areas that I either have barely seen or not seen at all, especially the second game in the series, LOS the Eternal Night. While the story is one of the first I'll be attempting I'm hoping that I'll be able to deliver an experience that you guys will love! And of course I own nothing of the Spyro series and it all belongs to their respective owners. Without further ado, here is the first chapter of Rise of Hope!

An unnaturally cold breeze blew through a miniscule village hidden deep within the swamp. Nearly all of the tiny residents, known to the rest of the world as dragonflies, were tucked away inside their miniature homes sleeping through the discomforting wind that passed through the village. But the near silent breeze didn't go unnoticed to all of the villagers. One resident was currently sitting on a small hill on the outskirts of his tiny village. He was an anomaly when compared to the other villagers.

He easily towered over the town and its residents, becoming a sort of giant among the residents of this quiet village. He had horns that had a golden sheen and curved back for a short distance before ending in two points directed towards the sky. His wings were an orange shade and had a single point on the apex of each wing. His eyes had a purple sheen that seemed to shine with a hidden fire inside. His head narrowed somewhat to a squarish nose. He had spikes forming a line that ran down his back and ending at a spiral tip on his tail. His paws, while lacking the dexterity of thumbs, had a set of sharp ivory claws. His most defining feature though, was the extremely unique color of his scales. They were a royal purple, letting off a sheen that would make many do a double take. His name was Spyro, and he was uneasy. He had lost count of how many times he stared into the twin moons during the nighttime hours, wondering about what he was and of what could possibly be giving him the feeling of unnatural trepidation. The cold breeze that bit at Spyro did nothing to ease his nerves, only serving to heighten them as he drifted back into his personal realm of anxiety and melancholy. While he had grown up around the dragonflies, he had never felt at home with them. This was only made worse by the fact that whenever he attempted to ask his parents what he was, he was always met with the same reply, " We will tell you when you are older." Those words always served to make him question more about his life and what he knew. Before Spyro could contemplate more on his situation, he was pulled away from his thoughts by the approach of a certain resident.

" Spyro! hurry up and come back home! Mom and pops had me come for you so hurry up and come home so i can finally get some sleep chubby!"

A small smile graced Spyros face as he heard the voice of his brother, Sparx. Sparx was a dragonfly like the rest of the residents and gave a yellow glow wherever he went. Spyro has had Sparx for his whole life and the two were nearly inseparable pair. Sparx loved poking fun at others and couldn't resist adding his own opinion to any matter. Both Spyro and Sparx enjoyed taking jabs at each other and Sparx often focused on Spyros size, often calling him chubby or in need of a salad every once in a while. He was also an avid prankster and managed to pass this passion onto Spyro somewhat. They both committed their fair share of pranks and hijinks together often with hilarious and sometimes disastrous results. Spyro shook the memories away as he turned and faced Sparx.

"I hear ya Sparx, i'll be over there in a second so calm down glowy." Spyro replied as he began to follow Sparx towards their home. Their home was a small home, even by dragonfly standards, with Spyro having his own personal sleeping area made with the help of the villagers since Spyro was as large as most of the buildings in the miniature town.

"Finally! Come on bro, i want to get some shuteye, im sleep flying over here!"

"I hear ya Sparx, i'll be over there in a second so calm down glowy." Spyro replied as he began to follow Sparx towards their home. Their home was small home, even by dragonfly standards, with Spyro having his own personal sleeping area made with the help of the villagers since Spyro was as large as most of the buildings in the miniature town.

"Finally! Come on bro, i want to get some shuteye, im sleep flying over here!"

Spyro shook his head, a slight grin on his face as his impatient brother flew ahead of him and zoomed down the short path leading to home before flying into the house and heading straight to his bed, speeding past both the parents as they waited patiently for Spyro to return from his usual late night ventures.

"Spyro," his father, Flash, said, " you need to tell us where you are going on nights like this."

"Yes please Spyro," his mother, Nina, agreed, " You know we worry about you when you disappear like that without letting us know. Plus its getting late and you need your sleep."

"Sorry mom, Ill try to make it back earlier next time." Spyro replied sheepishly, his solemn expression quickly disappearing behind a cheerful smile.

"Better make sure you do mister, I don't want you getting hurt or getting in trouble at all." Nina replied in mock anger. Spyro chuckled as he made his way into his personal home and curling up on the grassy padding he used as his bed. As he curled up in his bed, Spyro couldn't help but to frown slightly as the same thoughts as before began to plague his mind again. He sighed and shook his head before curling slightly tighter, attempting to fall asleep and escape the worries that continued to plague his mind. As Spyro slept, his parents still hovered in front of the door to their home frowning slightly as they both knew that his mind was troubling him, as they both had raised him from birth and knew when he was attempting to hide his emotions from them but decided not to interrogate him as this often led to him repeatedly dodging the question of was troubling him. They both stared towards his bedroom for a few moments longer before turning and heading into the home to rest until the the morning.

The sun had reached mid morning before Spyro began to stir. Spyro gave a slight groan as he layed on his bed before slowly standing into a stretch before opening his mouth and expelling a loud yawn. As he ventured outside his stomach decided to inform him of the most important he needed to do right now and that was to find some food. Spyro decided to hunt for some behind his home. He didn't need to scour for long as he soon saw a small mouse scuttling in between the large mushrooms that comprised the jungle surrounding their home. Spyro dropped to a crouch as he slinked through the undergrowth, stealthily inching closer and closer to his target. He came within a few feet of the mouse as it suddenly tensed, swinging its nose left and right as it searched for the source of the disturbance. It wouldn't get the chance to escape as Spyro leapt out of hiding, jaws wide open, biting down on the mouse's neck and snapping it immediately and ending its life quickly.

Spyro then proceeded to feed on the mouse, partially filling his stomach and quenching his hunger somewhat. Once he was finished, Spyro headed off again in search for more food eventually leading to 2 additional mice to eat for his breakfast. Once he finished eating and cleaning up, he headed back towards home to find Sparx and to find ways to whittle the time away for the day. As Spyro neared the house he began to think of ways that they could entertain themselves for the day, though he never had time to fully plan out an idea because his brother came zooming towards him while letting loose his usual friendly jab.

"Morning Spyro, didn't think I was going to be able to get your big butt moving and outta bed if you were still sleeping."

Spyro grinned, rolled his eyes, and replied with mock anger, " Says the miniature lantern that probably couldn't outrun a butterfly."

At this, Sparx had a mischievous glint in his eyes and said, "Oh, please you couldn't even catch me if you tried."

"Oh I bet that I easily will be able to grab you long before you know what hit ya!" Spyro shot back, as he crouched down and prepared to give the dragonfly the surprise of his life. Sparx noticed this and flew a few feet away and said, "You wont be able to even get close to me!"

Spyro didn't bother to reply as he immediately gave chase as he attempted to outrun the dragonfly. The brothers ran off deeper into the mushroom jungle, neither noticing that they were running deeper and deeper into the jungle as both were solely focused on winning the impromptu competition.

(A/N) Boy who knew exposition could be such a pain? I'm hoping to upload these at least once a week and keep a consistent schedule and also at a decent time since many wont be willing to wait till one in the morning for these chapters! Please Rate and Review, every little criticism helps! Thanks for reading and hopefully I'll see you next time on Rise of Hope!