Chapter 4

Flight To The Temple

/Author's Note. Sorry about the late upload. School's a bitch, that's for sure. At least I have geometry next term. Lol. Anyway, let's get into the story, shall we? Of course we are.

I woke up and got out of bed. I went to look in the mirror and saw what I looked like truly. (He could only guess what he looked like)

A sixteen year old red dragon with gold horns. My wings appeared to be strong, and my horns looked like Spyro's horns. My tail blade looked like Spyro's, but had a little dip in the middle. The blades on my wings were similar to Spyro's, but with a smaller shape. (Design is loosely based off my profile picture)

"Huh. So I look a bit like Spyro." I said. I went to the door and walked to where the Guardians were.

I opened the door and saw that only Terrador was there. 'The others must be busy.' I thought.

"Drago. Did you sleep well?" Asked Terrador.

"Well, not exactly. That's why I came here." I said. "Do you know of a dragon called Ignitus?"

Terrador looked surprised at this. "Do you seriously not know about the war that happened?" He asked.

"I do know about it. It's just that, well, me and my family lived quite far from here." I answered.

"Well, that explains it." Terrador said. "Ignitus, he… he was an old friend of mine. He used to be the Guardian of Fire, but he… he died during the last days of the war." Terrador looked like he was about to cry.

"I… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you this." I said. Terrador looked at me, showing the tears falling down his face.

"Really, I'm sorry! It's just that-"

"I'm not mad at you. I'm just surprised that you remember him, even though you lived far from Warfang." Said Terrador.

"I… ok." I replied.

"Now, go to Spyro and Cynder. They're waiting for you so that they can arrive at the Dragon Temple. You will be flying there." Said Terrador.

"F-f-flying?" I asked.

"Yes. What, do you not like flying?" Asked Terrador

"Well, remember the first day I arrived in Warfang?"

"Oh… right." Said Terrador. "But don't worry. Just follow Spyro and Cynder. They know how to get there. Just don't put too much strain on your wings."

"Ok." I said, before exiting the room.

When I arrived at the pad, (I couldn't find the right words for this) I found that Spyro and Cynder were already there waiting for me.

"What took you so long?" Spyro asked.

"I had a little chat with Terrador." I answered.

"Oh. Well, lets get going." Spyro said.

"Is there any other way to the Temple?" I asked.

"If you want to take two or more hours to get there, yes." Replied Cynder. "Honestly, there is no problem with flying there."

"Well, considering the fact that I haven't flown since two days ago, I will say I'm not that good at flying." I said.

"You really have to learn to trust yourself, Drago. It is pretty instinctual when it comes to flying." Said Spyro.

"*sigh*, alright." I said.

"I'm coming too."

They all turned to see Winter coming towards them.

"Did Cyril tell you to come, Winter?" Asked Cynder.

"Of course, Cynder. Why else would I have come?" Replied Winter.

"Ok, fine, you can come. Lets get going." Said Spyro.

They all spread their wings and took to the skies. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes, spread my wings, and jumped. (I don't know how to describe taking a leap of faith. You know what I mean)

I instantly weightless, as if I was as light as a feather. The air rushing past my face felt wonderful. I opened my eyes to see that I… was flying! In fact, flying was such a wonderful feeling, I felt like I could do this all day!

"How does it feel, Drago?" Asked Spyro.

"It feel amazing! I could do this all day!" I answered. "I had actually forgotten about how it feels to fly!"

"Anyway, the temple is in the direction of the old fortress." Said Cynder.

"What old fortress?" I asked.

"Concurrent Skies. The same place where I resided when I was controlled by Malefor." Answered Cynder.

"Why is the temple in that direction?" I asked.

"After Malefor was defeated, the temple landed between Warfang and Concurrent Skies. Don't ask me why it's there, cause its just… there." Said Cynder.

"Ok, but one last thing; how long will it take us to get to the temple?" I asked.

"Two hours at the most, but if we're fast, we can make it there in less than an hour." Cynder answered.

"Ok." I said. I started thinking about things that I hadn't thought about for some time.

'Why did the Chronicler know my real name? It doesn't make sense! I just can't figure out why.' I thought.

"Hey, Drago?"

The sudden voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked over at Winter, realising she wanted to talk.

"Yeah, what do you want?"

"Well, we don't really know a lot about each other, so I just wanted to ask you some things." Winter said. "Where did you live before you came to Warfang?"

'Dang it! Why does everyone ask that?' "I didn't have a home… nor did I know my parents…" I answered.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't know about that!" She exclaimed.

"It's okay. I've had to put up with it for a long time." I had lied about that, but I didn't have a choice.

"Hey, Drago?" Winter asked.

"Yes?" I replied.

"I-I-I think you are… cute."

I couldn't believe it! She thought I was cute! "I… I think you are too."

She put on a smile. "Thanks. I, uh, appreciate it." She said, blushing slightly.

After that, we stopped talking and focused on flying. It allowed me to actually get control of my wings. Spyro was right; it was actually pretty instinctual. In fact, it was actually kind of scary.

After almost an hour of flying, we saw it. The Dragon Temple. It was big.

Not only that, but the others were going to discover my secret, very, very soon.

/Author's Note. And another chapter done! I hope you enjoyed it! The reason why this is late is because of school work, and that I'm going to Supernova on Saturday, Australian time. So I will be playing games at an event I haven't been to at all! Yay! Anyway, thanks for all of the support! I can't believe this! We're at 1000 views!? That's just simply amazing! Can't wait to get started on the next chapter once I return from Supernova. I can't describe how much I love how this story is so popular.