School is School

Hey guys, sorry for the huge time skip last chapter, but luckily there will be flashbacks to fill in gaps. Thanks.

My first class was History. I was really bored with it. Mostly because Terrador, the oldest Guardian after Ignitus, told me everything there was to know of this age.

Because he'd lived through most of it.

Our teacher, Morsel, told us about the beginning of us dragons. How the purple dragons were the most powerful of us.

Like I said, I knew all of what he was explaining. In fact, I see the purple dragon on a daily basis.

"…..and the guardians are the ones who protect us, "Morsel said, walking around our class, which was situated outside. "Now, I will ask you a few questions."

Some kids groaned, while others snored silently.

"What is your name, young one?" He asked a small blue dragon.

"Mik" he said.

"Well, Mik, how many Ancestors do we have?"

Mik seemed confused, frowning at the teacher.

"I'll give you a hint. There isn't an exact number" Morsel told him.

"Umm, there were… these dragons… and they-"

I sighed loudly. "…they all lived in harmony. Until Malefore, the purple dragon before Spyro, turned to darkness and became evil. He was imprisoned in Convexity, until Cynder, who was controlled by him, released him."

The class looked at me with awe and surprised. Some whispered to each other, calling me a nerd, while others seemed to envy me.

"That was supposed to be my lesson for the next two weeks…." Morsel said.

Do I know everything this teacher's teaching me? I hope I can be exempt from this class I thought.

Morsel walked in front of us again. "So, does anyone else have anything they know about our history before I continue?"

No one said anything, not a word. The dragons sleeping in the back snored louder.

"WAKE UP!" Morsel yelled, starting the dragons awake. "Stay after class, you four!"

The dragons, all ice dragons, moaned as they rubbed their eyes. They straightened up, and looked at the teacher.

"Good… now let's continue…"

I sighed again, this time more quietly.

Tina, eh? She seems nice I thought. I expected her to be horrible, especially for a dragoness so… beautiful. She's colored blue, my favorite color, and she's not fat but not too skinny. Her wings gleamed in the sunlight, just like her body. She's incredible, she's just perfect, I thought.

I wished I had classes with her. Sadly she and her friends were a grade above me.

I scoffed. At least Crewe and goons were above me too.

I looked at a nearby sundial. It was only about nine. I sighed one last time.

Still about 25 minutes left in today's class. Yay me I thought.

Cyrus's POV

People whispered when I passed by. Some pointed at me with looks of awe. Bullies even steered away from me at first sight.

I was now in Science, learning things I already knew. A bone white dragon tapped me with one of her claws.

"Are you Spyro, the legendary purple dragon? Or his son?" she asked.

I turned to her. She was about my size, with white wind membranes, and a yellow underbelly. She looked at me with purple eyes.

"I'm his son, Cyrus."

"Oh" she says, and returned to the lesson.

Luckily class let out about ten minutes afterward. I headed over to my next class, Physical Training. Ali told me he'd have this class when I did, right before we were separated.

I walked into the large doors into the PT room. I gasped.

The room was circular like the training room at the temple. T

he room itself was big enough to fit 50 full grown dragons, or 250 of us. It was painted a faint yellow, and there were embeds of dragons in the ground and walls. Everyone from my grade and the next was here too.

I looked for Ali, and found him sitting with 100 other dragons. I walked over to him.

"Finally, dude, I was just sitting here, like a lonely idiot" he said. "How was your first class?"

"Crappy. I'm positive that we know all they want to teach. I hope we can skip this grade and move to the next."

"Yeah, but for now, let's show them what we're made of here."

"I think they know about me. That I can use all four elements. I think they'll want to see me first."

"Yep" Ali said.

Our teacher, Derer, stood in the middle of us dragons. He looked at both groups. A smile appeared on his face when he saw me.

"I've heard about you… the son of Spyro? Do you want to give the class a demonstration to start off class?"

I nodded and got on my paws again. I walked into the center, scanning my surroundings again. I waited for our Derer.

"Begin, purple dragon."

Four stone dummies appeared. They all sprinted toward me.

Too easy I thought.

I froze one of them, and broke the ice with a horn attack.

One came from behind me, about to slash with sharp claws. I heard everyone gasp, as if I was going to die.

I hit him hard with my tail blade, and then I burned it alive.

The last three dummies were desperate now. They all charged at me. I jumped up and swiped again with my tail blade, leaving the apes in pain. I then blew them into snowballs, and as a finishing move, I jumped at them, and blew an electric explosion, shocking them to death. It lit up the entire room, and there were many oohs and aahs.

"As expected, good job. You may take your seat."

I sat back down next to Ali. He rose a wing up in the air. "Can I spar with something? One of the dummies?"

Derer thought for a minute. "Yes, but hurry it along. Who would like to spar with… what is your name young dragon?"

"Ali"

"Anyone want to spar with Ali?"

A few dragons raised their wings, including a large icy blue dragon. He growled and everyone dropped their wings.

"Umm, Crewe, you may spar with him."

Crewe nodded appreciatively at Derer, then glared at Ali. They both walked to the center. Crewe got into a fighting position while Ali just stood there.

"Umm, Ali, are you ready? You don't seem ready to fight…" Derer said.

"What? I'm fighting a dummy, I'll be okay."

Many dragons laughed at the joke, including me.

Crewe growled again, silencing everyone.

Intense glares and growls went between Ali and Crewe.

Derer finally said, "Begin," and Crewe ran at Ali, teeth bared and growling.

This will be interesting I thought.

Ali's POV

Crewe came at me, and tried to hit me with his horns. I dodged him effortlessly, and was to the right of him. He tried again, this time ready to hit me with his tail. He swung fast, but I caught his tail. Holding it back with a claw.

"RUNT. YOU ARE WEAK! I COULD TEAR YOU APART RIGHT NOW" Crewe roared.

"U mad Bro?" I said.

"TRY ME, FIGHT BACK!"

"If you insist…" I say.

I grabbed his tail and spun him around for a minute, with him trying in vain to get out. I released him, letting him crash into the wall.

Crewe didn't move from the hold he'd made in the wall. Derer looked at him. "Crewe, you lose the spar if you do not move."

Crewe groaned, so at least he was conscious somewhat.

"Three, two, one, well, Ali has won. He's defeated Crewe with only a single attack! I am impressed young dragon" Derer said.

"Thank you sir" I say.

"Now, let's get into today's lesson."

I sat next to Cyrus, who seemed unimpressed. I wasn't surprised, having trained with him most of my life.

"An old move of yours huh? You didn't seem to throw him too hard."

"I threw him harder than I did those apes right?"

"You are something else, Ali, and so am I" Cyrus summed up.