Author's notes: I realise this is late, but Quarantine and Never Loyal are the stories that have been getting my attention for the past week. Hopefully this chapter will be able to live up to the standard of the first…

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The heights of Tree Tops were a refuge no dragon really liked, but currently this was one of the few areas Gnorcs were not running rampant in.

The few dragons that had not been captured in this sudden movement were here. Conan stood tall, as one of the only three of the older dragons, the other two being Tomas and Marvin. The baby dragons were blissfully unaware of the scenario, aside from a couple who were crying, including Ami and Bryan. Despite the best efforts of Spyro, Sparx and the three fully-grown dragons, nothing could be done to cheer them up.

"Well, this sucks."

Conan turned his head towards Spyro.

"Young dragon, this is no time for flippancy. We must focus on the rescue of other dragons."

Spyro did not like being addressed in this manner.

"I'm not saying I don't want to focus, I'm just saying I don't like the situation here."

Tomas sighed.

"Don't we all?"

Spyro sighed.

"Anyway, how are we meant to rescue dragons? There are only four of us capable of fighting, thousands of Gnorcs, ten baby dragons we're meant to look after and nowhere to go if any plan goes wrong!"

Marvin sighed.

"Spyro, you've had hope when the odds were stacked against you even greater than this! Remember when you and Sparx were the only dragons who were left free? It didn't stop you from defeating Gnasty and saving us! Then in Avalar, you said you took on all the minions of this Ritpo-"

"It's Ripto."

"Anyway, you took on Ripto, his right-hand men and all the others and still beat him!"

"I had help then!"

"You then defeated the Sorceress, the three creatures she sent to try and stop you going to the next world, and all her Rhynocs, and then you brought back all the dragons into this world!"

"I had the help of four other creatures and Sparx!"

"Even so, what's to stop you from repeating another triumph?"

Spyro sighed.

"Can we at least find a new area to head to so the babies can remain safe?"

Conan nodded.

"He has a point. If we are to fight back, the babies need to be out of harm's way. We can't have them being stolen again."

Tomas had been thinking all this time while muttering to himself.

"Spyro, do you think that the other worlds you have been to might tolerate Dragon presence?"

Spyro nodded his head vigorously.

"They didn't mind me. Heck, at one point a bear tried selling one in Avalar because everyone wanted to see one! I think the Forgotten Worlds should be fairly safe too, after all my friends are managing to keep at least basic control there. There might be the odd Rhynoc or so, but I think they shouldn't prove much trouble now. Why?"

Conan stood up.

"We are leaving the Dragon Realms. Prepare as much as you can, dragons. We're going to find a new home."

Sparx buzzed round Spyro with excitement.

"Back to one of the old realms? Wonderful! I'd been wondering when we'd get a break from bad weather!"

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So Spyro is now in the story and the dragons are finding a new home to go in! Where do you think they'll go next?

Tell you what. I'll create a poll on my profile (but you won't be able to see results till I close the poll) and you can vote on where you want the first visit to be. Please vote…