DUDE! This is pretty cool. I have had…support for my first story. I'm not going to say I'm the best just because I got 2 reviews and a couple hits because I'm pretty sure other stories have been more successful…but I'm still pretty excited. Anyways I thank you all kindly.

I do hope all of you understand that my chapters are not going to be as short as the first 2 because the first two chapters combined was just the prologue. A rundown of what's happened so far. ("hint" There's still a ways to go "hint")

My updates will not be on schedule since these ideas pop into my head at random. The whole story in general has been set it's just the detail that I need to create which unfortunately is powered by the unsystematic clutter that is my imagination.

Putting seriousness aside I give you chapter 3 unless you are one of those people that skip the authors messages who are probably already reading the chapter right now.

Don't worry I do that to!

-Jdizzle57

To Be a King

Chapter 3: A Complicated Conundrum

Warfang. The stronghold of the dragon temple. Once started out as a military hub turned into a great metropolis buzzing with traders and markets. The city was once built by the moles to the dragons as a sign of their alliance with each other through the war.

Many cities and towns had fallen do to Malefor's wrath during the war but Warfang stood strong. It had become the last bastion of hope for the alliance and withstood Malefor's armies for years. A city built into the earth of the proud mountain behind. In front of it a great wall that had defended the city and stood today.

However the city did not come out in one piece. Malefor's army's final push into the city was stopped but laid waste to hundreds of buildings leaving the wall scratched and dented.

That was 8 months ago. Today the city stands proud and strong after months of rebuilding and "remodeling". The city has recaptured its former glory before the war if not more. In some ways the city had to be enlarged to take into account at the many new arrivals to the great city. All of them dragons.

Not that anyone was complaining. The dragon species had gone through an "extermination" process under Malefor's purifying act believing that the dragon race was no longer pure. So, to see the sight of hundreds of dragons walking through the gates daily was but a miracle.

Of the many arrivals some brought surprises. One including the elder Zorroth. Many believed he had died at the fall of Virtus, the dragon capitol. Those speculations however were proven false when one day Zorroth, accompanied by Zaul the famous dragon captain of the war, walked through the gates right up to Terrador and bowed. Apparently Zorroth and Zaul had been in hiding with many other dragons in the forest behind Virtus concealing themselves form the war. Only when word had spread that Malefor had been defeated was when many dragons came out of hiding and returned to Warfang.

Out of the ashes of war emerges strength.

Included in the repairs was a great dining hall in the dragon temple for new young dragons students to eat seeing how there were so many now.

Sitting at one of the many mahogany tables, sat the captain of the guard. A once great general during the war who helped defend Virtus for months. A dragon, who struck fear into the hearts of thousands of grublins. His dark green scaled body with a dark brown underbelly included in his reputation, giving him the nickname "The Mountain". General…

"Braaap" The sound materialized from his throat echoing into the hall with the resounding noise. "Ahhh that felt good." Cobbler stated to the dragon sitting across from him.

"You know you have to give him that one, Sever." The blue dragon said to the red scaled male next to him.

Sever stared at Cobbler who was grinning back at him in a mock mood. "Come on pay up hot head." Cobbler stated hiding his pride.

"Fine you win. Though I didn't actually think you would do it." Replied Sever as he gave Cobbler some gold coins.

"Oh trust me anything that involves bodily sounds and me go hand and hand." Replied Cobbler as he studied the coins. Satisfied that they were good, he put them in his burlap bag among his other treasures he "acquired" from students.

"So what did you get?" stated the blue dragon as he placed his bag on the table eager for trade.

Sever happily placed his bag on the table rummaging through for anything good. "Uh I got a green gemstone, a black coin bag, a tooth, and a..."

"Wait why do you have a tooth?" Replied the blue scaled male curiosity entangled in his voice.

"Well you see Jarv males have hormones and these hormones cause them to fight. But seeing how you don't have any, this conversation does not matter." Stated Sever in his educated voice, keeping his sarcasm concealed.

"There he goes again. Dr. Sever will be here all week so it's ok if you don't understand Jarv because you'll have Sever to help you," Stated the light blue ice dragon next to Cobbler as he slapped Jarv on the shoulder.

"Oh hardy har." Jarv retorted changing the conversation by getting out some assorted items from his bag. "Anyone want a Cur knife?"

A chorus of negatives rumbled through the male's throats as they stared at the item in disagreement. Knowing that most of the Cur Knives were lost in the war it would be a miracle to find one now but that was the issue. It would be a miracle if you found one now.

Establishing that it wasn't real Cobbler turned to the light blue ice dragon next to him. "Burk you got anything?"

"No sorry Cobbler. I gave all my stuff to Zorroth," replied Burk.

"Why does Zorroth want all this stuff? Is he using it for himself?" Stated Sever as he through out the tooth he had.

Cobbler snorted as he found another Cur Knife. "Oh I don't know Sever why don't you go and ask him," replied Cobbler's sarcastic voice.

"Maybe he won't have to." Jarv said as he nodded his head towards the mahogany doors.

The rest of the males turned there eyes towards the entrance of the dinning hall to see a young fire dragon clad in the mandatory silver armor of the temple guards.

The young teenager brought his gaze to rest upon a mix of silver armored dragons instantly recognizing them. He ran towards them dodging students along the way. "Excuse me. Pardon me. Sorry. Let me just squeeze on through here." His chorus of apologies stopped as he went right up to Cobbler. "So guys what did I miss?" he said between breaths.

"Nothing much Coal. How about you?" replied Cobbler as he made room for the young dragon. All the males, except Cobbler, brought their gaze upon Coal expecting something to come up. Knowing Coal, the young fire dragon would always sneak around listening in on the elder's conversation, usually Zorroth who just by chance was in charge of guard stations and shifts.

Coal looked around taking note of all the pair of eyes resting on him. "What?" He replied.

"What did Zorroth say today?" ,said Sever.

Coal stared around the guards before him replying in a sarcastic voice. "Well Zorroth has taken account of my bravery and decided to make me captain of the guard and Cobblers in charge of latrine duty." Coal grinned as he looked at Cobbler who in return gave a stern glare and something more.

Coal's grin disappeared as Cobbler thwacked him in the back of the head. "Make another comment like that and I'm going to set you on latrine duty using your tongue," Replied Cobbler.

"Why do you guys always want information from me. Why don't you ask captain of the guard here," stated Coal as he nodded towards Cobbler.

" Well if you haven't noticed Coal cobbler here is what we call a goody too shoes. He's captain of the guard. He's not going to tell us anything," stated Sever as he looked at Cobbler's stern glare.

"Fine, but what makes you think I listened to Zorroth?" Coal retorted as he grinned waiting to tell them.

"That's because you always listen to Zorroth." The males replied, excluding Cobbler. There curiosity evident towards Coal's grin.

"Well apparently Terrador has the drawings and layout papers of the city Virtus." Coals grin dispersed once again, taking note the now grim features of the other males. "What's wrong is that bad?" replied Coal with a concerned tone.

"Well it's not bad but more along the line of concerning," stated Jarv. He took into account of Cobblers wide eyes toward the subject knowing that's the city he grew up in.

"It doesn't make any sense. Why would Terrador even bother the time and resources rebuilding that skeleton of a capitol?" Burk inquired as he looked around the room making sure no one was listening.

The conversation died down as the dragons thought out an explanation to the news. The silence, however, was ended as Cobbler cleared his throat, grabbing all the males' attention, and glared at Coal who began to shrink down on the ground.

"What I would like to know is how in the hell you found out about that particular piece of information!" boomed Cobbler as he waited for an explanation.

Coal gulped before he quickly replied. "I might have snuck in Terrador's study and found the drawings leisurely placed on his…" Coal's rapid fire speech was short lived however; as he felt his body slip onto the floor. His stomach dragged along the ground towards the entrance as students eyes darted towards the two dragons curiosity brimming.

Coal looked behind him to see Cobbler's large body obscuring his view. He also took note that Cobbler had wrapped his tail around his tightly dragging him along the stone floor.

"If you'll excuse me boys I got to go take out the trash." Cobbler stated sincerely as he stomped out the entrance dragging Coal by the tail behind him. Students looked on at the humorous situation. Some shrugged and continued there conversation while others made the event there conversation.

The other male guards looked on as the large looming force of Cobbler left the room with a not so happy Coal literally in tail.

"This should be fun," stated Burk with low sarcasm hinted in his voice. "You know Zorroths going to find out then he'll tell Terrador. Then Terrador will tell Cyril. Then Cyril will look up punishment in his book of entertainment. Then we'll be screwed."

"Oh no you got it all wrong. Cyril will look up punishment in his book of layoffs. Then will be screwed." Replied Sever as he ate what was left of his deer leg.

"What about Spyro and Cynder?" replied Burk. He looked up to see Sever's exhausted expression as he replied.

"Aw crap there returning today huh?," Sever looked up to see Burk nod his head in acknowledgement. "Arg so much is happening now."

"Also what about the Virtus papers?," Burk inquired raising the question in there minds. The subject silenced any conversation in mind and created a soundless aura around the friends as they sat in deep thought.

"Well my friends it appears that we have a complicated conundrum on our hands," Said Jarv.

All complications sought through and visited for future completions in mind.

Why is Terrador rebuilding Virtus (own idea)? Why is the return of Spyro and Cynder such a big deal? Who are these new characters (my own)?

Who is Zorroth (my own)? Why is the cookie in my hand staring at me?

All shale be answered in the next chapter of TBAK.

(seriously its just staring at me…but then again it does look real good…)

-Jdizzle57