So, in the last chapter Cynder got Spyro to admit his feelings for her. What'll happen in this chapter? Read to find out!
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Chapter 2: A New World
Blane, the son of a noble and a dragoness, was approaching his eighteenth birthday. It was not a happy occasion for him, however. His father had been killed on his birthday and his mother had been forced into hiding; leaving him in the care of his uncle and aunt, the King and Queen.
His life had been good, but he never truly felt accepted, or even loved, by his aunt and uncle. His mother, Silena, visited occasionally, but always under the cover of darkness and never for very long as she is still hunted. However, the last time he had seen her was almost three years ago.
To make matters worse, his dragon parentage began to show through; grayish-silver scales starting to form on his hands and face, silver wings with gray membranes growing on his back, his teeth becoming sharper, even his nails became claws. At first he'd thought it was cool, but then he began to notice the dirty looks people were giving him and calling him things like, 'freak,' 'monster,' and most often, 'the mistake.' Other than that, he looked similar to his father; he was tall and strong enough to break a tree with his bare hands, even though he didn't look like he could. He had sandy-blonde hair and brown eyes.
While lost in thought, he'd wandered into the Forbidden Forest and was now lost in more ways than one. The Forest was home to an array of dark, evil creatures and none of them took kindly to strangers.
He wasn't looking where he was going and wandered into a clearing and walked into something, causing him to fall backwards. He looked up and saw a dragon with greenish-blue scales, a light–blue underbelly, and a bluish colored crystal around his neck.
"I-I'm sorry," Blane said, scrambling to his feet, "I wasn't watching where I was going."
The dragon eyed him closely before saying, "It's quite alright, young one. What is your name?"
"Blane, son of Rurik and Silena the dragoness," Blane said with a bow, "and your name, kind dragon?"
"My true name I will keep to myself, but you may call me the Chronicler." The dragon said, "Did you say you were the son of a man and a dragoness?"
"Yes, if you couldn't tell by my scales and claws." Blane said with a laugh.
"Well," The Chronicler said with a chuckle, "you have a great destiny ahead of you, Blane."
"Great destiny? Sorry to disappoint you but I'm no hero." Blane said.
"It is your destiny, no matter if you don't believe it and I do not wish it upon you." Said a familiar voice behind him. Blane turned around and saw a light-blue dragoness with a white underbelly walking out of the forest towards him.
"Mom!" Blane said, running towards the dragoness. He hugged her neck as she laid her head over his shoulder.
Eventually, she pulled away saying, "You've gotten so big! And you're growing scales!"
"Wings, claws, and fangs too." Blane added with a smile, showing his teeth and bringing his clawed hands up next to his face. After that, he opened his wings and they ripped through his shirt.
She looked up at the Chronicler and asked, "Is it time?"
"I'm afraid so." The Chronicler said sadly.
"Wait, time for what?" Blane asked, confused.
The Chronicler turned his gaze to Blane, "It is time for you to realize your destiny."
"What destiny?" He asked.
"Your destiny is to help two dragons in another realm stop a great evil from taking control every realm in existence. He was sealed away long ago, but the seal is breaking and he will soon escape. If he does, he will bring back many old foes and they will each enact different parts of a plan that will destroy the realms and remake them under his control." The Chronicler said.
"How can I help them when I'm here?" Blane asked.
"I'm going to take you to their realm and get you as close as I can to them." The Chronicler answered.
"Who am I looking for?" Blane asked.
"You are looking for a purple dragon named Spyro and a black dragoness named Cynder." The Chronicler said. Blane looked at Silena and saw she had a worried look on her face and he gave her a reassuring smile.
"How will he fit in there? He'll stick out like a sore toe looking like he does." Silena said.
"Being a hybrid, he has the ability to switch between a dragon and a human. However, since we do not have the time for me to teach you, I will change you myself. When you find Spyro and Cynder, tell them that they must come to the White Isle, but avoid telling anyone that you are from another realm, understand?" The Chronicler said.
"Yes, Chronicler." Blane said.
"Your mother and I will be watching you from my study on the White Isle. We will do all we can to help you, but we cannot act directly." The Chronicler said.
"Let's go." Blane said.
"You remind me of my son, always ready to take on the next challenge." The Chronicler said with a smile. He lifted his wings and a bright flash of light engulfed the entire clearing. When the light cleared, the clearing was empty and the grass was charred.
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Blane suddenly felt extremely hot and couldn't move. He struggled to open his eyes but couldn't even do that.
"What happened?" He heard Silena say.
"Being what he is, I couldn't control where he appeared." He heard the Chronicler say, his voice sounding strained.
"You couldn't put him closer to the ground?!" he heard Silena say.
"He'll be fine, the heat won't affect him and he's close enough for them to see him falling." The Chronicler said calmly.
Suddenly he heard a new voice say, "Quickly, grab him!"
He felt someone grab him and quickly let go.
"Ow! He's hot!" he heard a female voice say.
"Try to slow him down!" he heard the first voice say, "I'll see what I can do to make a softer landing."
Suddenly, Blane was hit by a strong gust of wind from his front and felt himself start to cool and slow down. However, he was too close to the ground already and hit the ground hard.
He opened his eyes and saw two blurred figures enter his vision before he blacked out.
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So, in case you haven't guessed, the first part took place in another realm and then went to Dragon Realms, at least I think that's what it's called... Don't forget about sending in your OC requests if you want one of them to appear in the story!
