An Unknown Dragon,

Blake's Story

Hey guys here's another chapter and I hope you enjoy it. In this chapter Blake hatches and Spyro gets to meet his real father

Terrador sighed and shifted closer to the egg next to him. He, like the other guardians, were excited for the birth of the dragon from the only remaining egg from the attack of the Dark Masters Armies.

Lowering his head, he spoke to the egg, "Know that you are in good paws, young dragon, you will be well protected with us, and we won't let anything harm you." He looked to the doorway as Cyril appeared, "how is the young dragon doing, Terrador?" Terrador look at the egg once more before answering, "It's doing fine, Cyril, it should hatch any day."

They were alerted to a cracking noise and Terrador felt the egg shift slightly by his side and he and Cyrril looked down and gasped as they saw that the egg had begun to hatch. "Ignitus! Volteer! get in here, the egg is hatching!" Terrador's deep voice called for the other two guardians before he turned his attention to the egg.

The egg shifted again and a crack appeared in the shell. A claw appeared, chipping away some of the shell as the young dragon inside tried to escape. "You can do it, little one," Volteer encouraged as he entered the room. Ignitus came in, heart pumping with excitement as he watched the egg.

The top of the egg came off and the baby's head appeared, lifting his paws out and pushing himself out of the egg onto the dirt floor. Looking up at all the huge dragons in front of him, he struggled to crawl towards Ignitus.

"Looks like he's taken a fancy to you, Ignitus," Volteer chuckled as the little dragon snuggled up against Ignitus' front legs, yawned, and fell asleep. Ignitus looked down, and couldn't help but smile fondly.

The little dragon had blue scales, with lightning bolt markings much like Volteers'. He had no wings and small yellow claws on his paws. Small yellow horns made a crest on his head that went down his back to his tail that had a lightning bolt tail tip. His eyes were light blue and he had a small yellow horn on his nose.

Ignitus laid down and watched the little dragon laying in front of him. "Well he seems to have bonded with me, interesting." Volteer suddenly laughed, "Something funny, Volteer?" Cyril asked. "Maybe the little one thinks Ignitus is his Daddy." That drew a laugh out of everyone but Ignitus who just blushed, embarrased. "It's not funny..." Ignitus groaned.

Once the laughter died down, another matter came up. "Now, what shall we name him?" Terrador wondered. "Well...how about Blake?" Ignitus asked. "Blake? where did you come up with that name?" Ignitus was embarrased again, "Well...when I was younger I often thought that if I ever had a hatchling of my own I would name him Blake..."

This drew laughter out of the other guardians once again, "Now he's really a Daddy," Volteer laughed, waking the newly named Blake. He gazed at the other three guardians in wonder.

*A few years later*

When Spyro was about 5 years old, he began talking. He was sitting playing peek-a-boo with Sparx, and laughing along with him, when he spoke, "S-Sparx!" he giggled. "Mommy, daddy! Spywo said my name!" Sparx screeched excitedly. Flash and Nina flew over and Spyro clapped his little paws, "Mommy!" he gurgled.

Nina gasped, "oh, Flash, our little boy can talk!" Flash flew over to Spyro, "good job son, can you say Daddy?" Spyro got a thoughtful look on his face, "D..d...daddy..." he tried. Flash patted Spyro on the head, "there you go, son, you got it."

Spyro giggled and playfully began to chase Sparx. As he ran, Spyro thought he saw something in the trees, and went towards it. "Spywo...where aw you gowing?" Sparx asked as he watched his brother run off. Looking for whatever he had seen, he shivered slightly as a ghostly figure appeared.

It was Exedra, and he was just like Tyranno Chronicler had described him. And he was just as scary, too. Spyro jerked to a halt and stared in fear at the dragon who was his real father.

Drake and young dragon stared at each other until a warm smile, unusual on the dark Drake, spread across his muzzle. Exedra leaned down and gently nuzzled Spyro. "I've waited for a long time to meet you, my son." His voice had a slight hiss to it.

"I have come to tell you something very important," Exedra told his son, "one day you will have to fight a powerful enemy, and when that day comes, you must find your Mother and I first."

Spyro nodded, a determined look on his face, "I will, Daddy." Exedra smiled, "that's my boy." Spyro then frowned, "When will I see Mommy?" Exedra stood up, "She will show up in time, until we meet again, my son." He nuzzled Spyro one last time, and Spyro watched as his Father disappeared on the slight breeze.

Sparx finally found his brother, "What were you looking at Spywo?" He asked his dragon brother. Spyro looked at his smaller brother, "Oh, it was nothing Sparx," And as the two returned to their parents, Spyro thought about when he would finally meet his real Mother.

Hope you enjoyed, Keep any eye out for the next chapter