Don't judge my chapter title. I thought it was creative. :)
Woohoo! Got another chapter up! I'm on a roll and I already know what I'm going to put up next! My lovely best friend, Naomi, helped me to edit this chapter so it is MUCH better written than the rest.
Ardera belongs to that same lovely person who helped to edit this chapter.
Trinity, Zane, Ciena, Shlade, and Zaman (And who ever else I might have missed) belong to me. Oh! Can't forget the Shadow Hounds. Completely my idea. Please don't steal.
I do not own Spyro or any of its characters, plots, or... well you know.
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Harsh winds swept through Warfang the next day, making reconstruction difficult. Trinity was on the roof of an almost finished building in her stronger adult form, pulling a large bucket of stones to the top where she was standing.
Straining her neck and flapping her wings, the white dragon was too stubborn to stop and take a few stones out of the bucket to make things easier.
Finally, with one last heave, the bucket fell onto the roof. The rocks scattered everywhere. Huffing and wheezing, the white dragon returned to her original age and began to shove the rocks into a neat pile.
"Good job, young dragon." Terrador landed with a thud beside her with two other earth dragons, "We will take it from here."
Trinity nodded, "Has…" she took a deep breath, "Has Cyril found Zane yet?" the words came out in a rush.
The green dragon just shook his head silently before starting his work with the other dragons to complete the building.
Sighing, Trinity floated slowly down to the bottom of the building. She looked around Warfang, seeing many dragons building a moving many different things while trying to keep the wind and dust from their eyes.
To her right, a large building had collapsed onto another building during the battle. Moving the collapsed structure was the set for later for after the building under it was stable, considering how unstable it was. It could fall at any moment, taking out other building around it.
Movement at the top of this building, where to two structures met, caught Trinity's eye. Narrowing her green eyes to the movement, she stared at the creature; a chill ran down her spine.
Its head made it almost seem like a bird, but it walked on four bulky legs that connected to its stout body. A dog like tail stuck out straight from the end of its spine. Five blood red eyes glowed on each side of its head and boar like tusks jutted from its beak. The entire frame of the creature was cloaked in darkness with dark wisps swirling off it.
When Trinity's lime green eyes met its blood red ones, she could not move. It was like it was standing a few feet away from her instead of on the building. The creature smiled, revealing its jagged white fangs. The white dragon felt her heart stop with fear. With that, the creature disappeared into a wisp of darkness.
Still frozen like a statue, Trinity watched as the building that had been leaning on the other securely seemed to be shoved off by an unknown force. She tried to find her voice, trying to warn the dragons that were in the path of the falling structure.
Finally a scream ripped from her throat, "Look out!"
With that she jolted forward, but she was going to be too late. The dragons that were working looked up to their fate, staring in horror.
"NO!" Trinity yelled; her voice cracking. Brilliant gold swirled into her eyes, swallowing their natural green hue.
The time dragon stopped in her tracks. Dust froze in the air. The building seemed to be held by strings a few feet above the working dragons. The dragons' mouths were open in silent screams and calls for help.
'Your powers are connected to your emotions. So be careful, young one. Your emotions could mean life or death for another dragon.' Ignitus's teachings whispered in her mind.
Slowly grasping what was going on, Trinity realized that she had frozen the entire city in her hope to save the dragons who were about to become pancakes.
Closing her eyes, the white dragoness concentrated on the energy that had built up inside of her. That power was what stilled the world around her and with every passing second she felt more of her energy being sapped from her. Exhaustion would take her soon.
She focused on the dragons beneath the falling structure. She desperately willed for them to be released from her power.
Panicked screams echoed off the buildings, making Trinity lose slight concentration. To her horror, the building slipped from the time freeze, causing her to scramble for control of it again. Tightening her eyes, she fought through the exhaustion, regaining control of the falling object.
Opening her eyes fearful slow, she saw a fire dragon beneath the building. His eyes were wide and the structure was mere inches from his snout. Scurrying out of the way, the worker dragons glanced around.
In shock, they slowly took in the frozen sights until their eyes landed on the struggling white dragon.
"E-everyone….out?" the white dragon strained to talk as her energy was nearly drained.
"Yes… Thank you." Spoke a wide eyed earth dragon.
With that, Trinity let loose the breath she did not know she had been holding. The building crashed to the ground, dust flying through the clearing, turning all the heads of the dragons around.
Trembling with exhaustion, the dragoness's legs threatened to give way. She was drained as she stood there. When the dust settled, Trinity could not believe her eyes.
That same ghastly creature was standing on the ruins of the building that she had just released, only this time he had brought friends. Many of the creatures started to flood into Warfang. How had all these gotten in?
The whole city was silent with surprised dragons. A deep, raspy voice echoed off the buildings, shattering the silence with a merciless hatred, "Kill them."
Trinity's legs buckled as she recognized the voice of Shlade. She hit the ground. The last thing she saw was the ragged teeth of one of the creatures lunging at her.
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"Awaken, young time dragon." A soft voice called to Trinity.
Opening her eyes, the white dragon found herself on a large emerald meadow, brimming with of beautiful flowers and lined with lush trees. Pushing herself off the ground, Trinity looked around. It was bright and sunny; a slight breeze swept the land. Her eyes finally stopped on the dragon that stood before her.
His white scales shimmered in the sunlight and his pale yellow horns gleamed almost as white as his scales in the light.
"The Great Time Dragon." Trinity gasped in awe, dazzled by the image before her.
He laughed shook his hold body and he shook head back and forth, "I am flattered you would call me by such a name, but I would rather go by my real name. You may call me Zaman." He walked towards her calmly.
Surprise, Trinity could not find any words to say to the dragon before her. This, though, did not last long, before her last memory flooded into her mind.
Snapping back to reality, she scanned the area for the horrifying beasts, "Where am I? I was just getting attacked by… by…"
"Shadow Hounds." The male told her coolly.
"…Shadow Hounds! Warfang needs me!" She growled, panic, fear, and worry clouding her thoughts.
"Calm yourself, Trinity. Everything will be fine. You are in Warfang, or at least what will become Warfang in later years." Zaman said, his turquoise eyes staring into the young dragon's green ones.
Trinity felt herself relax at his gaze, something about his eyes had a sense of calming, "You brought me to the past to speak with you."
The large time dragon laughed again, "I am dead. I cannot take nor bring you anywhere. No one brought you here but yourself." He was now looking down at her, "But I would like to talk to you as well. Or, should I say, ask you a question."
The dragoness tilted her head, "What is it?"
"Why do you try to do everything alone?" He spoke calmly, "Trying to pull that bucket onto the building was just a small thing, but lying to the guardians about Ciena's death? Trying to cope with her death alone? That night Shlade killed her, why did you not find Zane then?" Zaman watched as the smaller dragon lowered her head, "And I know you think you are completely alone in your time." He whispered, letting his words sink in.
Trinity's eyes shut tight, trying to hold back tears.
"Why were you named Trinity?" the time dragon unexpectedly asked, trying a different tactic. He did not mean to upset the dragoness. He merely wished to point out the error in her thoughts and her behavior before it came back to bite her in the tail end.
"Because I was one of three dragons that survived Malefor's attack." She said, not looking up. Her voice wavered with tears.
"How do you think Spyro felt when he learned that the rest of the eggs were destroyed in the attack? At that time, he did not know about Cynder or you." Zaman laid down so that he was not constantly looking down on the young dragon.
"He probably felt pretty lonely." She answered him, looking into his turquoise eyes. She wondered what point the older dragon was trying to make.
"And how did Cynder feel when she was released from Malefor's grasp? Only dark dragon, only female, and I bet she felt like the complete opposite of Spyro."
"True." She sighed, vaguely realizing what the elder time dragon meant.
"Now, what did they do to defeat Malefor?" Zaman asked.
"They worked together." The white female whispered.
"Ah- ha! Have we found the answer to what you should do?" The large male smiled.
Hesitantly, Trinity smiled back, "Yes I think so."
Standing up, Zaman spoke, "Then with that, you must return to your time." He turned to leave, satisfied with a job well done.
"Wait! Zaman! I have a question for you!" Trinity called after him.
He looked back to her, not turning around, but still listening.
"I am the only dragon I have ever seen with spots like ours. Why is that?" She asked, curious to why their marking matched each other's.
Smiling wider, Zaman shook his head, "I was the only one in my time to have these markings as well. When you figure it out, you can tell me."
The meadow started to get hazy and confusion started to cloud Trinity's mind. She fought to stay there with Zaman, to find out more about herself instead of him just giving her a lecture and leaving. But her struggles were in vain. Then everything went black.
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Eyes flying open, the white dragon found herself lying on the stony ground of Warfang. Large orange paws were on either side of her head and a light yellow underbelly stretched above her. Electricity shot from the figure, chasing away the Shadow Hounds.
Head throbbing, Trinity tried to raise herself to help fight off the shadow creatures, but the dragon above her pushed her back down.
"Stay where you are, Rini. I don't want you hurt." A demanding and angry voice commanded her.
Happiness and relief surged through her at the sound of the long sought after voice. The situation, however rapidly reordered her priorities and the joy was quickly replaced by the need to help.
"Zane, get off of me! I can help!" she shouted at her adopted brother, pushing at his underbelly.
"No, Rini. You've never been out of the cave before. You don't understand." He growled back, letting loose another wave of electricity from his mouth.
Heat built up in the back of Trinity's throat out of anger, she opened her jaws and blasted a huge blue flame in-between the males front legs. The orange dragon jumped off of her immediately.
Annoyance and the memory of Zaman's wise eyes, gave the tired white dragon a new surge of energy. Standing up, she saw two Shadow Hounds jumping for her. Slowing down time till it stopped, she aged herself, standing high above where the hounds had been aiming.
She looked to Zane, who was standing there, mouth gaping open at his 'little' sister. The city was stilled around them.
"You don't know what I have been through in the past few days, Zane. I am not the little sister you know." She growled angrily, swatting the shadow hounds from the air like a pair of mosquitos.
Time returned to normal as Trinity let loose another giant flame, scaring away many other hounds. The battle was ending, but the orange dragon was still gapping at his 'little sister' that had grown into a dragon his age in mere seconds.
The last Shadow Hound disappeared into a wisp of darkness. The dragons around them cheered in victory, but the adopted siblings stared at each other.
"Is everyone alright?" Terrador's deep voice rang out.
Dragons answered, but for the most part everyone was uninjured.
"Alright you are?" a voice asked behind the white dragon, the accent instantly giving her away.
Trinity turned to the fire guardian, "Yes, I am alright, Ardera."
"Good." The red and black female smiled. Then her eyes narrowed, "Appeared the creature and angry I got." She snarled, "Flame them all, I wanted." Ardera pointed her nose to the ground and fired a short burst of orange and black flames.
That seemed to snap Zane back to reality, "Hey, watch were you point that." He growled, considering she had almost singed his feet, "Who are you anyways?"
"Ardera is I. New fire guardian is who." She rumbled back, obviously still revved up from the battle.
"Oh." The electric dragon immediately stepped down, and then he looked to Trinity, his eyes softening with relief and worry, "What happened to you?" staring at her large form.
Lowering her head, Trinity felt tears fill her eyes. She did not dare to look at him when she spoke, "When I got back to the cave the night you left… Mother… Ciena… was…" she began to choke on her tears.
"Be strong." Ardera whispered in attempt to support the traumatized white dragon.
One sob escaped the white dragon's chest, "Ciena was dead."
Zane stopped breathing and just stood there in an attempt to fully comprehend her words. Trinity dared a peek. The orange dragon looked like a lost child in the middle of a dark forest. His golden eyes were wide and his maws were shut tight. He stared at his adopted sister and finally choked out, "How?"
That is when the white dragon glanced fearfully at Ardera, still unaware the red and black dragon had seen through her lie.
The fire guardian sighed, figuring she should let the younger dragon know, "Know, I do of dragon of black. Showed to me, the Pool of Visions did."
A weight seemed to be lifted off her chest as Trinity turned to the male, sadness still clinging to her throat. She told of what happened that night in the cave. After her she told of why the black dragon had come, she suddenly snapped her jaw shut, terrified that Zane would blame her for the death of his mother.
Anger sparked in Zane's eyes, the white female stepped back, afraid it would be directed at her.
"What was his name?" the electric dragon snarled.
"Sh-Shlade." Trinity stuttered.
"Shlade?" Zane suddenly clammed up again, "Shlade."
Interested at his reaction, the dragoness stepped forward again, "Do you know him?"
"No." the orange dragon suddenly snapped, before turning and storming off into the city.
Trinity looked towards the silent Ardera, but she was deep in thought. Lowering her head, the white dragon took off in flight towards the temple, tears streaming down her face. How long had she been crying? And why had Zane reacted like that? She could not understand. It was her fault all this had happened. Zane's reaction at least proved that much.
Ardera watched the white dragon take off. She figured that the Shadow Hounds had to be connected to this Shlade character. But how? Also, she needed to find Spyro and Cynder. They were the only chance Trinity had at finding others to help her. With a sigh, Ardera finally came down from her battle high, her mind clearing. Though she did not want to leave Trinity alone in the state she was in, she turned to find the young dragon couple in the city.
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What's gonna happen next! I don't know! Or maybe I do. All well.
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Thanks again for reading! I also have a lovely question to ask yall!(I seem to like the word lovely today)
Zane x Trinity? The original idea for Zane was never to be the adopted brother, he was actually suppose to be Trinity's mate. You think I should still try to make it work, or do you think it's to weird considering they were raised together? This is a vital question that needs answering! The next chapter depends on it! Thank you :)