Here's the next chapter. I didn't know if I wanted to take the beginning of the story this fast, but I couldn't think of any other way I wanted to do it. So let me know what you think.

Spyro and all its characters belong to Sierra Entertainment, Inc.

Trinity, Ciena, Zane, and Shlade belong to me.

Also, special thanks to SideSwipe124 for the reviews. And also to Patmol89 for the favorite. :)

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The sun was high in the sky and heat came off the stones of the mountains in waves. Trinity was curled up in a small patch of shade that was created from an outcropping rock. She stood and stretched her stiff legs and back. With a large, gaping yawn, she stepped out into the sunlight.

She had been awake all night thinking about what her mother, no, Ciena had told her. If that was not her true mother and brother, then were was her family? Why had an ice dragon stolen an egg?

No wonder when Ciena talked of their father, she only seemed to speak to Zane! It was because neither had been her parents. The young dragon growled to herself. The whole time they lied. From the moment she had hatched they had lied! She could never forgive them for this!

With a heavy sigh and a shake of the head, even with knowing this, she could not bring herself to completely hate them.

Trinity started to walk slowly back into the valley. She had been sleeping a little ways into the mountain and already she was tired of the sad tones. She wanted to see green.

Wing beats and a shadow falling over her made the white dragon look to the skies. Zane's yellow eyes stared down on her, before he took his landing in front over her.

"What do you want, dragon–napper?" she growled at the dragon she had once called a brother.

"I want you to hear me out." He said calmly.

The she-dragon turned to walk the other direction, nose up in the air, when she heard a snarled and a large orange paw grabbed her back. Zane pulled her back towards him, shoving his nose into Trinity's so that she was looking him in the eyes.

"Look here you little brat. You're going to hear what I have to say or I'll rip your horn out of your head." He growled, using the same tone he had once used when Trinity had interrupted his concentration during training a while back. He had called it the aggravated brother voice.

Stunned, Trinity sat her butt on the ground and looked up to the male dragon. She knew better to provoke the electric dragon after he had already told her nicely once then once more seriously.

Zane sighed, "I guess I'll start from the beginning." He looked at her with sad eyes and folded his wings to his sides, "The night you and two others were save and the rest were murdered."

Trinity's green eyes opened wide with shock as the larger male began to tell the story of that night when the Dark Master's army had invaded. He also spoke of the next morning when she had hatched and the surprise on Ciena's face of how beautiful she was and how she would forever be her daughter, no matter if they did not share the same blood.

Then the electric dragon spoke of the purple dragon, how he had been raised by dragonflies and then later told he was a dragon. He spoke of the many adventures of this, Spyro the Dragon and his adopted brother, Sparx the Dragonfly.

When he moved on, Zane's voice got grim as he told of a darker story, one of Cynder, the black dragon taken in by Malefor. He told everything about the Dark Master that he knew and how he had corrupted the poor young dragon and pinned her against Spyro. Then he told of Spyro's heroics of saving the dark dragon even after all that she had done.

Zane continued to just about a year ago when Spyro and Cynder were reawakened from a deep slumber and chained together, and how they had overcome obstacles to save Dragon City from Malefor's army. And to end the long story, he spoke of just the day before when the two young dragons had defeated the Destroyer and went on to face Malefor himself. With the sacrifice of one of Spyro's greatest mentors, Ignitus, they were able to take on the Dark Master and come out triumphant.

When he was done, he looked out to the setting sun and smiled. He sat like that for what felt like eternity before saying something completely off topic of the story, "Trinity. Such a beautiful name for a beautiful, young dragon."

The white dragon felt her face grow hot and she scratched her face in embarrassment.

"Do you know why mother named you that, Rini?" Zane suddenly looked down at her.

The she-dragon shook her head quickly. She had known it was a strange name for a dragon, but she had never known the origin of her name.

"Mother know only three dragon's had survived the Year of the Dragon. She had seen Spyro's egg saved and Cynder's stolen. Also, she felt the ancestors had guided her to your egg that night of the raid. With both of these things in mind, she felt you needed a special and unique name. So she chose Trinity in honor of the three young dragons that survived the massacre of their fellow hatchlings. Also, because she feels that you are meant for something much greater than this valley." Zane explained.

"Mom really thinks that?" Trinity asked, looking up to her brother.

He smiled at the name she had used for Ciena, "She doesn't think that. She knows it." He stretched his wings out, "Now, will you go back and speak to her now that you know the whole story?"

"Yeah." Trinity hung her head in shame, "I'm sorry for over reacting. Can you forgive me, Zane?"

He chuckled and nuzzled her, "Of course, Rini."

The white dragon smiled happily, her tail swishing back and forth like a dog's.

"I'm heading back to Dragon City now to help with reconstruction. Say bye to Mom for me, okay?"

" 'Kay." Trinity smiled as her brother took off into the sky.

Looking back out at the setting sun, the she-dragon decided that she should hurry back to her cave before it became too dark. She spread her wings, showing of the pastel blue webbing that held them together, before taking flight.

As she flew, Trinity could tell something was wrong. There was no sign of any animals within the valley. It was as if everything had run away and with the setting darkness, she felt as if she should turn back as well. But despite the fear that chilled her spine, she continued on, landing in the mouth of the cave she had been born in.

There was an eerie silent inside the cave and the last traces of sunlight made it possible to barely see the figure inside.

"Mom? Why are you sleeping in the middle of the cave?" the white dragon asked as she cautiously moved into the darkness.

When Ciena did not reply, nor even move, Trinity walked slowly up to her adopted mother, "What's the matter, mom?" she asked as she nudged the sleeping dragon.

Ciena's scales were colder than ice, colder than what a normal ice dragon should be, making the young dragon flinch back. The fear that chilled Trinity's spine now gripped her chest. She warily made her way around so that she could see her mother's face.

Scared stiff, the white dragon just froze, staring at Ciena's face. The ice dragon's blue eyes were glazed and wide open in fear. Her jaws were open in a silent scream and magic leaked from her open mouth onto the floor, where it froze the stone. The blue dragon was dead and she had not been that way for long.

A sudden scrapping sound from deeper in the cave made Trinity almost jump from her scales. Tears were clouding her vision as she tried to focus on the figure in the shadows. But it was no use, she was getting light headed and her thoughts were clouded. Confusion held her mind in a thick haze as she tried to wrap it around the loss of her only parent figure.

Deep gold eyes stared down at her from the shadows. Trinity forced her legs to take her one step backwards, trying to run from the creature looming in front of her.

"Do not run, young dragon." A menacing voice spoke from the shadows, "My name is Shlade, and I wish not to hurt you."

The white dragon's fear seemed to melt with the words the creature spoke, instead it was replaced with anger, "Did you say the same thing to my mother before you killed her?" she growled, lowering her head into a defensive position.

The creature chuckled, "Of course not. I gave her a choice."

"And what choice was that?" Trinity took a step back.

The creature stepped out into the darkness, into what was now the moonlight streaming in. It was a male dragon, as dark as the shadows that had just cloaked him. His horns curled out in a strange direction and a scar ran under his left eye, while three others ran in claw marks down the right side of his snout. He spoke in the same foreboding voice, "Tell me where you were or die." He growled, "And she chose to die."

Wide eyed, Trinity took a step back, "Why do you want me? And why would you kill my mother to get to me?"

Shlade snorted, "Do not play dumb with me, white one." He lowered his head to her, "I do not like games."

Confused more, the she-dragon took a few more steps back.

The black dragon stared at her, waiting for her to say something. When she did not, he growled, "Your powers. Your element. Do not tell me you have yet to gain control over it."

The white dragon shivered a little from the anger laced in his voice. She knew that a blue flame from a dragon was rare, but not enough to kill for!

She stood her ground, "Of course I have control, and if you come any closer, I'll use it."

Shlade looked excited, "Then go ahead, young one, show me your element." He took a step towards her.

Trinity opened her maws and let loose a huge, bright blue flame. Immediately, it was stomped out by the large dragon. He dipped his head down so that he was inches from her face, teeth showing.

"I told you I do not like games." He snarled.

The she-dragon almost tripped over her feet trying to back away, "Wh-what do you mean?"

"Show me your element, now." Growling, Shlade stepped towards her.

"That is my element!" Trinity tried to defend herself, shooting a smaller flame from her mouth.

Again, the male dragon extinguished it, "My tolerance is wearing thin, white one. You have one more chance." He said darkly.

"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm a fire dragon!" she cried, tears fogging her green eyes again.

"Wrong answer." The dragon opened his jaws and a large black flame rushed out of it.

"No!" Trinity screamed. Her green eyes flashed gold before they were completely taken over by a golden light.

The dark dragon and his shadow fire froze in time. Trinity's eyes returned to normal. She was shaking in complete fear as she stared into the shadow fire. Without a second thought, she turned and rushed out of the cave. In her haste, she did not notice how her horns scraped the ceiling or how everything around her had become smaller. She did not notice how easy it was for her to take off into flight or how much faster she could fly. The white dragon just flew as fast as she could, tears rolling down her face, away from the cave that was her beginning and had almost been her end.

Back in the cave, movement returned to the shadow dragon. Shlade stopped his fire and looked around the cave. It was if the small white dragon had just vanished. A sly smile formed on his jaws.

He laid his eyes on the lifeless body in the cave, "And you thought you could hide her, Ciena." Shlade walked over to the blue dragon, "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. The last white dragon will be mine." He growled before letting loose a large stream of shadow fire that engulfed the mother dragon's body.

With that, Shlade turned from the body and left the cave in search for what he had come for.

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I hope I made her real element kinda easy to guess. If not you will find out in the next chapter... Well, you and Trinity both will find out in the new chapter. And what do you think of Shlade so far? Did I make him evil sounding enough?

Also, tell me if you see anything that needs to be edited. I did type this at 11 at night and I'm tired.

Thanks for reading! :)