Stowaways

"HYAAH!" yelled Spark as he reared his three golden horns back, grounding to a halt mere inches from the practice dummy. On a nearby rock, another dragon who looked like Spark shook his head.

"You know, Spark," said the dragon, who was none other than Spyro himself. "I'm beginning to think the charge isn't really your thing." Spark, who was laying down panting just a few minutes before, suddenly snapped to attention at those words.

"No! I really think I can do it. I just need to practice more," said Spark. In reality, this was not true, and Spark knew it. His horns, which curved back from the base, were incapable of ramming into anything. But he couldn't say that. Spark wanted to be more like his father. He wanted to be just as good at defending Skylands as he was, even if he wasn't a purple dragon like him.

Spyro sighed. "Spark, everybody has to choose their own path. Just remember that, okay?"

"Okay, dad," Spark said without really listening.

"Now lets go back to the Isle of Light. I heard your sister's coming back from her trip today," Spyro said as he took off towards the Core of Light, with Spark close behind.

OOOOOOOO

On an island near the Isle of Light, Angela and Triton Strike were also training. Well, actually Angela and Triton were training, with Triton riding his magic seahorse, Strike. Ever since the gillman-electric eel hybrid had rescued the blue seahorse from a band of Water Spell Punks and started riding him, he had kept referring to himself as Triton Strike. Angela thought it was strange, but at least it made sense to ride a giant floating seahorse. She heard once that a retired Skylander used to ride on a skeletal ostrich named Fright. Now that was strange.

Currently, the two were at one of the race tracks on the island, which was called Dojo Isle and was used by the Skylanders as a training grounds.

"Alright, once around the track," said the gillmen. "Although, we still don't see why you think you can beat us." Angela grimaced at the statement. Triton, or Triton Strike also referred to himself as "we", "us", and other similar titles. She found it very disturbing. Despite that, she still kept her competitive nature.

"You think you can beat me?" Angela said defiantly. "You couldn't beat a turtle!"

"I heard that!" said a blue turtle who was spinning in a vortex nearby, fighting with a giant mutated tree creature with horn like branches on it's head. Right when he said this, the tree creature suddenly knocked the turtle out of the vortex, which immediately disappeared upon the turtle being hit.

Angela frowned. "How's Warnado able to hear through the tornado?" said Angela. Then she looked up. "And why does the title say 'Stowaways'?"

"We have no idea what you're talking about. And we probably don't want to know anyway," Triton said. "Shouldn't we get to the race now?"

"Yeah you're right. We need to draw attention to ourselves so that people don't care about the minor characters," Angela deadpanned.

Both Triton and Strike stared at her for a few seconds before simultaneously shaking there heads and turning back to the track. "We don't want to know," said Triton, with Strike snorting his agreement.

As the metal-winged unicorn-phoenix-dragon hybrid also turned toward the starting line, a mabu in a black and white striped referee uniform raised a checkered flag in his hand. "Ready... Set...Go!" said the mabu, bringing his flag down. Triton Strike and Angela shot out from the starting line.

With Angela's mechanical wings pushing her forward, she was able to get to the first turn of the track in mere moments. With her yellow feathers streaming out behind her, her golden scales flashing in the sun, and her triangular muzzle pointing forward, she looked like a ray of pure heavenly sun light. Of course, this vision was marred when she raced past the turn and smashed into the wall that separated the track from a battle arena next to it. The force of impact was so strong, it reduced the wall to nothing but rubble, yet strangely Angela rose out of it with nothing but a few scratches which were already healing somehow.

"Darn author distracting me with an awesome description of me," mumbled Angela as she climbed from the rubble.

As Triton Strike passed by Angela, who he was able to almost keep up with, he shook his head. "And that's why she never beats us," said Triton, as Strike nodded his head and continued speed-floating toward the finish line. By the time Angela had extricated herself from the debris, all of her scratches were healed and Triton Strike had already crossed the finish line.

At that moment, the four Skylanders in that particular arena came over to check what was happening. Not that this was new to them or anyone else. Angela had been challenging Triton to a race every week since he started riding Strike. Or as Drobot, Angela's godfather said "Partially cybernetic organism, designated 'Angela', has endeavored to request an examination of speed between her and amphibious organism, designated 'Triton', who has recently requested the designated call-sign 'Triton Strike', every seven units of time designated 'days' for the same measurement of time as the previously mentioned 'Triton' has possessed the magically-enhanced organism designated 'seahorse' and requested call-sign 'Strike'". Of course, nobody really understood what he said except for Angela and his own son Lynx, who just happened to be one of the ones there.

"You know Angela, I'm beginning to think that you really hate this wall," the sphinx-dragon hybrid joked.

"Shut up Lynx!" countered Angela, as she got up.

"I'm just joking," defended Lynx. "Lighten up, will ya?"

"I agree," said the phoenix-dragon hybrid coming up behind Lynx. Angela quietly groaned. It was Sunburn, the fire Skylander. And her father. "You need to laugh at these sort of things. That way, when you get into something serious, you can keep your head clear and not get frustrated. You know what they say..."

"'Laugh at the little things, smile at the big things,'" Angela said, repeating a line that her dad had said hundreds of times. "Who besides you even says that?"

Sunburn smiled, or at least as much as one could smile with a beak. "Probably lots of people."

Behind him, what appeared to be a giant tiki mask with a staff came over. "Sparga anga Spyga ooga aga oo," he said while pointing to his wrist. Angela gasped.

"You're right, Double Trouble. I have to get back to the Isle of Light to meet up with Spark!" Angela said before flying off to the Isle of Light.

Sunburn, Lynx, Triton, Strike, and Terrafin(who had just come over)all stared after her.

"Man, Sunburn," said Terrafin. "That is one tough kid you got there. Down one minute, up the next." Sunburn just nodded silently.

"I think we'll go back, too," said Triton as he and Strike wordlessly went after Angela.

OOOOOOOO

When Angela got back to the Isle of Light, she found Spark arguing with his father Spyro. The sight was so strange, she stopped flying for a few seconds and nearly fell into the Sea of Clouds. Spark never argues with his father, thought Angela as she regained her balance and began to fly over again. Spark and Spyro were on the beach of the Isle of Light, right next to the door that led to the underworld. By the time she landed, Spyro had already walked away towards the train tracks, leaving Spark to curse under his breath

"Hey Spark what's up," said Angela when she was a few feet behind him. Spark spun around so fast, Angela could barely see him until he stopped.

"Oh, it's you Angela," said Spark when he saw who it was. "How was your race with Triton Strike?"

"Fine, but you're avoiding my question," Angela said, blunt as usual.

Spark sighed in exasperation before saying "My father doesn't want me to go on a mission."

"Spark, you're twelve years old and not even an official Skylander yet," said a voice from behind Angela and Spark. Turning around, they saw that it was Triton and Strike.

"How long have you been there?" asked Angela.

"The entire time," Triton replied, before being interrupted by Spark.

"This isn't just any mission," said Spark. "The Skylanders just got a message from the Swap Force over in Cloudbreak. Nina hasn't returned from the Frostfest Mountains yet, so a squad of Skylanders are being sent there on a ship."

Triton frowned while Strike tilted his head to the side. "Your sister hasn't come back? Wait, why not send them send them via portal?" he asked.

"Because only specially made portals can be used in the Cloudbreak," said Angela. "There's a magic energy field there that disrupts the power of normal portals. Plus, it's better for the story line."

Spark nodded. "Exactly right. Except for the story line part," he said. Triton noticed that Spark's eyes were narrowed in thought, an expression he knew all too well.

"Oh no, Spark," said Triton. "I know that face. You better not be planning what I think you are."

Spark didn't seem to hear him as he said "If it was anywhere other than Cloudbreak, then there's nothing I could do, but since the Skylanders are going on a ship..." At this point, Angela was wearing an excited expression, while both Triton and Strike had the look of ones who were about to jump off a cliff.

"Please don't say it," Triton pleaded.

"I'm gonna stow away on the ship," Spark finally announced. At this, Triton and Strike quickly looked around to make sure nobody else was there. The only other person there was Lefa, a nymph who was the apprentice to Stealth Elf. Thankfully, she was lying on a rock at the other end of the beach.

"Are you insane," whispered Triton. "If you get caught..."

"If we get caught," Angela interrupted. "I'm going too." Spark smiled.

"Welcome aboard," the black dragon said.

"You really are insane. How are you even supposed to sneak on board?" questioned Triton. "You don't know the first thing about stealth."

"Exactly why we need help," Spark said, pointing a claw towards Lefa. Triton was glad for his blue and purple scales, as they hid his blush extremely well. Triton had a bit of a crush on the nymph since she'd joined the Skylanders. It wasn't anything serious though, and he'd been able to ignore it after rescuing Strike, but apparently he still wasn't able to forget about it.

"How do you know she'll come?" asked Triton. Sparx grinned at this.

"Oh, she'll come," he said with absolute certainty. And that was what decided it for both Triton and Strike.

Triton sighed as he prepared to state their decision."...We will come with you," he said in defeat.

"Thank you, Triton," said Spark. Strike snorted in indignation. "...and Strike."

"I'll go ask Lefa," Angela said. "Mostly because I want to be included more in this story." With that, she walked over to Lefa, Spark, Triton, and Strike staring after her.

"Did you understand what she said?" asked Triton. Spark shook his head. "I thought it might have been a dragon thing."

"Nope," said Spark. "It's an Angela thing."

OOOOOOOO

On the cliff above the beach, an invisible and intangible being grinned. "The hand of fate gathers the Reborn together. Soon, I will be reawakened. And then I can finally get some meat loaf." And with that deadpan, the being vanished.

A/N

A/N

Sorry about taking so long. I honestly didn't mean for it take so long. Two weeks! Anyway, I really like what I did with Angela. Yes, she's kind of an attention hog, but at least she's not as much of one as Foaly.

"I heard that!"

Good, because I meant it. Oh, and if you're wondering about the whole portal thing, I just thought that there could be a reason why the portal in Swap Force was so different from the portals of the first two games. I mean, the one in Trap Team has a reason for being so different. Why can't the one in Swap Force have a special reason?

"It's just better for the plot line, really."

Nobody asked you, Foaly! On a completely different note, I will not be giving a riddle to the next chapters title in this author's note. Mostly because I can't come up with one that goes with:

The Laws of Fear

Yeah, you can tell you'll like this one Undead Prowess. It's all about the Undead! And with that, this is Magicanus saying, Stay magical!(slightly different sign off from last week, but that one was kind of a mistake.)

Edit: I kept mixing up Triton and Strike's names, so I apologize if that caused confusion. It's fixed now.