Alright, so I'm sure that I need one of these things to prevent copyright issues, so here's my shoddy attempt at it.

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Without further ado, let's kick off the main chapters of "Reflections in the Waters"

When I had awoken after I had that blinding light envelop my vision, I had first noticed that I was all bunched up. And it was tight. So tight in this enclosed space. I had thought that I was some kind of bunched up spirit going to heaven, or hell, but then I realized that I could move my fingers! Was I still alive? That means… I can break out of this! So naturally, I kicked at the wall of this enclosed space. I had just enough room to writhe and wiggle around in this small space. I clawed, scratched, and kicked with my feet and nails. Eventually, after a minute, I managed to crack the wall. Freedom is coming at last!

Suddenly, I heard a voice. A feminine voice. One that sounded like she was close by.

"Mother! Mother! It's hatching! It's finally hatching!" she shouted to whomever her mother was. Hatching? And judging by my ears, the voice was directing over to my direction… Was I inside of some kind of egg? Nevermind that. I soon managed to punch a hole in the crack, and with common sense kicking in, I widened that hole, finally being able to see the outside world for what it was. It took a bit for my eyes to adjust, but once they did, I noticed that I was in some kind of room, judging by some of the furniture, and the wooden walls. I climbed out of the space that I was adorning to get a better view of the room, but I was interrupted by clicking. The clicking was coming from me. I instinctively looked down at my "hands." Paws. Scaly, razor-nailed, paws.

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THE HELL!?

I immediately tried to screech, but what would have come out as something loud, it was something… adorable!? What was my voice doing at such a high pitch? And why was it not that loud!? I knew instantly that I was in the form of some kind of reptile due to well… the silver scales all over my body, as I soon found out as I looked at myself. I even had a tail… heh. I felt the urge to chase my tail, but I was interrupted by another reptile entering the room. I shot my head over in their direction. My eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. It. Was. A. Fucking. Dragon. Which meant that I was a dragon. I'm in the world of DRAGONS! And due to the size of this dragon, I would assume that it was still young. And also judging from its gasp, it was the female from before. What would it make me then? Her… little brother? Once again, I'm the last child of a family. Why couldn't I have any little siblings? This dragoness was flavescent colored, with a white underbelly. Her horns were jaggedly-structured, giving the appearance of lightning bolts. She had two horns at that, and they pointed back and up. Her scales gleaned beautifully in the sunlight, which I noticed entered through a window hole. Her irises, as I noticed, were a very pretty tint of purple. Perhaps a lavender? Something close to that color. Her wings were the same flavescent color, and her membranes were white like her underbelly. Her tail was long and slender, just like her body figure. It ended with with an arrow-point at the end. I'd say this is a very graceful dragoness. What was her name I wonder?

I heard claws clicking behind her, and I watched as she moved aside for a large dragoness to enter the room, and what I assumed to be a drake to enter just behind her.

The older dragoness' scales were a pure white, and her underbelly was a pastel violet color. I looked up into her eyes, and they showed gentleness, and more importantly, motherhood. They were a beautiful grey-blue mixture. Her tail ended in an arrow-point as well as my sister's, indicating inheritance. Her body figure was also slim and slender. Must be a thing for dragonesses. Her horns were smaller in thickness, and they curled back, similar to the horns of a ram. Her whole atmosphere spoke to me. It said "mother."

This meant that the drake was "father." He had very bright yellow scales. I bet if the sun shined on them, you'd be blinded. His underbelly was a ceil color, and his spines were a bone white. His underbelly was a very very light shade of blue, almost matching his scales. My father's wings were an orange-ish color, and the membranes were ceil too. His spines ran all the way back to his tail, which ended with something very blade-like. He must have been the main protector of the family, yet he also seemed to be a softy. I'd bet he even apologized whenever he got into an argument with anyone… unlike my human father. My human father never apologized, even when he was very wrong.

"He's so… beautiful!" my mother said in a whisper in glee. She stepped forward, her claws click-clacking against the floor. Immediately, she scooped me up with her forepaws as she sat on her hindquarters, holding my small, newly borned frame delicately. She was right in being gentle, I had just been… rebirthed? Yeah, rebirthed. I'd more than likely be weak. I stared up at my mother with curiosity in my eyes. What is your name? I wondered. I couldn't speak beforehand, so it's unlikely that I could speak now. My vocal cords hadn't developed into a speaking position yet. I felt a nuzzle against my small cheek as she cuddled me softly and closely. Her body radiated all sorts of warmth, so naturally, I snuggled closer, closing my eyes. I'm tired, oddly, likely from using my energy to break out of that egg.

"Aelius… what name should we give our son?" my mother asked Aelius, my father.

He thought for a bit before replying to my unnamed mother. "Zero. No one expects much from someone named Zero. I, however, expect much from him. He will do great things in this world," came his reply to my mother. Zero. That was my name, back in the human world. And… my human father told me that same reason as to why he named me Zero. I felt saddened on the inside, but it soon vanished. I was given a new start, and while I won't forget my human family, I'll make sure to not make the same mistake with this one.

"Zero… Zero, Zero, Zero," my mother sounded, rolling it around in her mouth, getting a feel for the name. After a few moments, she responded with a simple, "I love it." My mother turned towards my sister slowly, before whispering.

"Star. This is your new brother, Zero." Star was my sister's name… that still left my mother's name.

"Mother, thank you so much! I'll make sure to take care of him when you and father are away. I'll keep him safe from the Dark Master's army." Dark Master? Is there a war going on right now? Doesn't matter… I'm too tired to think. I yawned a bit cutely as I curled up in my mother's forepaws, quickly falling asleep. I heard my sister coo, as well as my mother, at my cute gesture before I fell asleep.

Thirty Years Later

I soared through the sky, fleeing from an assailant. I had learned to fly seven years after I was born, when I was a youngling. I had learned it quite quickly too, and I've never seen such a proud look on my parents' faces, and Star's especially. I had come to learn that My mother's name was Godiva. A beautiful name for a beautiful mother, I must say. Star had become a young adult dragon three years ago. Dragon years are much different from human years. For one, years go by a tiny bit quicker in this world, and that eighteen years, which is the age of an adult human. Thirty six years is the adult dragon minimum. Star was now forty years, and even more beautiful than when I first met her from outside the egg. She had become a third parent for me too.

I've also learned that Dragon's can breathe multiple elements, and not just fire. There was fire, ice, earth, electricity, and the more rare ones, wind, poison, and shadow. It was fascinating how there was all this diversity between dragons, and just from elemental breaths alone.

I looked back, and watched as my assailant got closer and closer. I was having fun, but it was bound to end soon. I was a pro, but not an adept, at flying. He was able to outspeed me in the long run, even if I was a wind dragon. My mother was a wind dragon, an inherited trait. Star was an electric dragon, just like the father. The other odd trait that I inherited from older generations was ice.

"You won't get away for too much longer, Zero! Just give up!" came the teasing and playful tone of my father. I wasn't going to give up without a fight. There wouldn't be any fights for a while anyway. The Dark Master, now known as Malefor, were defeated by two young dragons. The war was over with, and everything was mostly peaceful, except for the rebuilding of Warfang, the major city of this continent. Our family would be moving there soon. It brings me back some memories of Baltimore. Not a great place, but hopefully Warfang would be a lot better of a place than a city full of fumes and pollution and crime.

"Hah! Fat chance!" I shouted back at him before I used my elements to my advantage. I tried to slow him down using the wind element. The air around my father soon began to swirl and and whirl. The air that flowed underneath his wings soon dissipated, and in turn, caused him slow down. Wind dragons are the best at flying, though they tend to have weaker bodies. They are more support if anything, but they can still fight well enough to defend themselves, or possibly flee from a formidable foe, just like my father. Speaking of which, my father decided that this charade was over, so with one powerful pump of his wings, he shot forward at a very fast speed. This surprised me as I was caught off guard whilst he wrapped his forepaws around me. My wings stopped pumping and flapping, and my father took us down to the ground with a nose dive, before spectacularly slowing us down to a glide, before landing on the ground and letting me go.

"Dangit. I thought I would get away this time!" I said to my father while glaring up at him with a playful demeanor. He simply bellowed this laughter.

"Zero, you know that despite being a wind dragon, you won't be able to outmatch me in flying in a while. You're still a young drake, who has a lot to learn. Hence why we are going to Warfang. You'll be taking classes to become a lot smarter than what you are."

I snorted before smirking. "Did you just call me stupid?"

"Nope. I'm just saying. You'll need a lot knowledge to go up against formidable foes. That includes…" he looked back behind me before looking back at me with a smirk of his own. What was my father planning? "Dragonesses."

Before I knew it, I was tackled from behind from an unknown force, whilst the whole time, my father was laughing. I writhed under the mass, but soon I was pinned by the surprise attacked from the tail up.

"Gotcha, Zero.~" Star. Of course. She always had this sneaky and playful nature, even though she was an adult dragoness. I couldn't help but smile lovingly at my sister, from which she returned it.

"You've gotta keep your guard up. Your enemies will be pouncing on you, just like how a dragoness like me did. Before you know it, you're trapped. But you also need to keep the attack going," she said before getting off me. "So, you know, you can fight off enemies, and of course, nosy dragons." She said that last comment with a little bit of disdain. She had mentioned that there was a drake of some kind stalking her days ago.

"Star, Zero, come on. Your mother is waiting for us at Warfang. She has our house already, and I'm sure you both are very excited." The words out of my father's mouth hit me like a train. Trains didn't exist here, did they? Probably not. We were going to Warfang now!? That means… there's bound to be more dragons my age! I'll be able to have more friends! I didn't have very many, mainly because of my name. But like my father says, no one expects much from someone named Zero. I plan to prove them all wrong someday. I will show this world that I am not a hermit!

"Well, what are we waiting for, let's go!' I shouted with glee before powerfully pumping my wings and taking off towards Warfang. It would be at least an hour before we reached it. At least, for a normal dragon. My sister and my father have powerful wings, and with me being a wind dragon, we should be able to reach Warfang within forty-five minutes. Hm. This seems very familiar… oh yeah. The move to the port town. This was the start of pain and misery and depression. I hope to whatever god lives in this world that this doesn't happen again. I heard my sister giggle and my father chuckle at my eagerness, before they too took off from the ground, and they came up beside me. This was going to be such a great day. Not only do I move from the rural area, but now I get to attend school, move into a new house, and more importantly, meet new dragons that would hopefully be my age!

Just as I suspected, with our anatomy, we arrived in Warfang in forty-five minutes. That, and we were pretty close by the city. It amazed me how such an ancient civilization can look so advanced. It had been a year since Malefor had been defeated, and the city already looked as good as new! I'm guessing that the moles worked very fast to please their dragon companions. I was shaken out of my thoughts by my mother walking up to my group. She was smiling as she approached my father, whom she nuzzled affectionately, before she proceeded to do the same with Star, and then stopping on me.

"Hello Zero. Are you excited to get into your new home?" she asked of me. I nodded up and down quickly, before she chuckled and gave me a loving nuzzle on my cheek. "Come on. Our house is getting dustier by the minute!" I nodded, and I felt my other two family members nod through the feel of the air. We strolled through the streets, meeting many new faces that I've never seen before. Most of the hatchlings were rolling around in the streets, wrestling each other and giggling and laughing, having the time of their lives. I couldn't help but smile, my heart fluttering at the site of this. This was how I should have been back on Earth. I should have been fun, kind, and boisterous. But instead I caused grief around me. I wish I could have changed things back on Earth back then. But hey, it's in the past. I know that my human family was probably mourning for me, but I couldn't help them. They'll just have to get passed my death, and move on with their daily life. Just like I have. Though I won't forget them ever.

I took my attention away from the children and kept click-clacking forward. I was nervous, yet excited to see our new home.

We eventually stopped in front of a large looking house. It was a mixture of a light blue, white, and yellow color. Likely built ahead of time to look unique from the rest. Imagine trying to find your house in the middle of a bunch of other houses, only they were all the same style house. No numbers to tell you which one was yours, no indicators; nothing. I was practically jumping with joy. I wanted in right away. And my wish was granted right away too. My father turned a doorknob that I didn't notice before, and he pushed it forward. The doorway was large enough for us to get in, and there was a second doorknob closer to the bottom, likely for Star and I to get into the house if needed. I immediately ran inside, and marvelled at what I saw.

The moles stockpiled the house with furniture of all kinds. There were two bookshelfs, with a small table in the middle on the right wall. There was a couch to fit all four of us on it, as the room was very huge. There were some stairs leading up to the upper rooms, presumably the bedrooms. There was an archway leading to what seemed to be a kitchen area. I will explore that later, but for now, I wanted to do something I always wanted to do. I ran over to the couch, and I jumped into the air and flopped on it. So soft! My thoughts became a reality too, because I heard chuckling from Star.

"A little excited, aren't we?" I nodded my head, which was buried in the cushions. I was never able to simply flop on a piece of furniture back on Earth. I would have gotten yelled at otherwise.

"Well, don't plan on staying there too long; We're going out for a bite. Mother already picked out the restaurant we are going to."

At the first mention of food, my tummy growled angrily, and loudly, causing a few snickers around the room, and for me to lift my head with an embarrassed blush caressing my cheeks.

"L-let's go then!" I stammered hurriedly as I lifted myself off the couch and plowed towards my mother, clearly embarrassed by my previous exploit. I nodded up at her to lead the way. When had I become so hungry? And why didn't I notice. Nevermind that, we exited our house, with my mother leading us down and away from the neighborhood we lived in. I had this nagging feeling that something was going to go down at this restaurant.

We walked into the doors of the restaurant, and already I was fit with the sweet, delicious, SUCCULENT, aroma of food being served and cooked. I felt drool running down my maw, but I quickly wiped that away before anyone could see it. I looked around the restaurant, taking in the many inhabitants as we walked to our table. Dragons of all colors were eating, conversing, and making merry. There were also different species of intelligent creatures. Moles, and a few cheetahs. My eyes scanned over an odd looking duo, and they caught my eye for a moment long enough to recognize their scale color. Purple scales. Black scales. Hmph. I've never seen those colors before. Nevermind that.

As soon as we sat down, we were immediately greeted by a mole waiter. He gave us some menus. Hey, they have menus! Sweet!.. Why am I being amazed by a menu? Must be my young mind at play. Curses! Why have thou plagued me with thy mind of a child!?

We eventually decided on some kind of meat-beef dish. They apparently have some kind of farming system going on. I wonder where all of this is being produced, because it's clearly obvious that there is a system.

My thoughts trailed on and on on gibberish that I would never think of, when suddenly I heard the shatter of a bowl coming from the table over in the corner. The table of the purpled-scaled dragon and the black scaled-dragoness. There seemed to be an intruder there. And judging by the looks on the aforementioned dragons' faces, they weren't happy. The male dragon who was the culprit of the smashing of the plate, was seething, his face contorted into a look of pure anger and malice. Now, any sane dragon would avoid any fights out in public. However, I wasn't a sane dragon. I was a human in the body of a dragon. And I had taught myself that those who are treated with disrespect by another will get disrespect in return.

My face contracted a look of disappointment, and I got up off my haunches from my seat. I silently made my way over to their table, despite my sister trying to get me to come back through loud whispers. I ignored her. My customs with interacting with people like this dragon never change.

"Excuse me?" I stated in an annoyed tone of voice. The drake brooding over them turned his head angrily my way. I held my poker face nice and well, despite this dragon being bigger than I was.

"The hell do you want, punk!?" The purple black duo glanced over at me with surprise ebbed in their eyes.

"I'd hate to be kind and all, but you are causing a big scene. Not only that, but you soiled the dragoness' lunch. Please, step down from the soap box you are about step on. I'm sure that no one wants to hear the vulgar language coming from your mouth. Oh, and one last request; leave these two alone," I said calmly while maintaining my poker face. Instantly, the whole restaurant became quiet. W-What did I say? Meanwhile the dragon I spoke to was absolutely fuming.

"I'll show you soiled, punk!" With a quick movement, he raised his left paw, with his claws ready to strike. Seriously!? In a public area!? With families and younglings and hatchlings!? As his claw came down, I stepped to the size, but a tad bit late, as his claw closest to me tore a small , but deep gash into my shoulder, causing me to wince. This arrogant bastard just did the it.

I shook off the pain, and a look of annoyance grew on my face. With a quick movement, I swiped my tail across the floor and at his legs and arms nice and quickly, catching him by surprise, before being toppled over by my tail. I took the chance to breath out an icy cold mist over his paws, and soon, they became encased in an icy cage. The fight was over as quickly as it started. I had to make this quick, otherwise I'd be in trouble because of someone else. Back on Earth, I always got in trouble because of another jerk.

The dragon struggled to break my icy prison, but before he could, the doors burst open, and a powerful looking dragon entered the establishment.

"Who started this mess?" were his first words. I immediately motioned my head towards the dragon on the floor, who was more than likely dreading the guard. The duo at the table did the same thing of pointing out the trouble maker. The guard immediately made his way over to us, and he smashed the ice, before roughly grabbing the vermin with his tail, and dragged him out of the restaurant. I sighed, glad that it was over, but what I failed to notice due to the adrenaline was the blood seeping out of my wound.

"Are you okay?" the purple dragon asked me as I clearly had returning pain etched on my face. My family soon approached from behind me, with concern in their movements.

"Y-yeah… just a w-AH, wind dragon here… and ice as well."

My father spoke from behind me. "Zero, we need to get this fixed up! It could be infected quickly!

The black dragoness spoke up afterwards. "I've got some red crystals. One should do," she said knowledgeably. Just who were these two dragons? The black dragoness set a small pouch into the table, and reached into it to pull out a small red crystal. She got up from her spot, and she walked over to me only to press the red crystal against my wound. Immediately, I felt my flesh mending itself back together. Now that was left was the excess blood. That could easily be cleaned with a wiping, and furthermore, a rinse in water.

"Thanks." I responded with a smile, which seemed to surprise her. She then responded with a beautiful smile of her own.

"Don't mention it."

"Thank you, young dragoness. I'm glad that you had that crystal with you. Zero would have turned out worse if not for you." My mother said gratefully.

The black dragoness smiled up at my mother, before returning her gaze to me. "Zero, huh. Unique. My name is Cynder. It was nice to meet you," she replied with a bit of cheerfulness embedded in her voice. The purple drake spoke up next. "My name is Spyro. Thanks for getting that guy away from us."

"I hate to just stand there while others are treated with disrespect," I replied with distaste towards the drake carried away by the guard.

Star suddenly spoke up from behind me. "Spyro… Cynder… are you two the real deal?"

Spyro directed his gaze towards my sister, along with a nod. "Yeah… we did defeat Malefor… it was even tougher bringing the whole world back together. But hey, we did it. That's all that counts, right?" he replied sheepishly.

Hold the flipping phone. These two dragons defeated Malefor!? But they look so young… and around my age. DING! They are around my age! And I believe I'm on their good side!

"Say, I've never seen any of you in Warfang. Are you all new here?" Spyro said thoughtfully.

"Well, yeah, we are all new here," I replied, along with my mother responding after me.

"We are here to get Zero learning about Dragon History."

Spyro looked like he was deep in thought, before that lightbulb in his head started on. "Zero, why don't you come with us to learn under the Guardians? I'm sure they'll let you in after hearing the feat you performed today," Spyro replied positively. Judging by the look on my parents' and Star's face, I'd say that these guardians are important governmental figures.

"It's up to Zero here to decide whether or not he wants to go with you two," my father said in a hopeful manner. My father was hoping? Why would I not want to learn. I loved to learn back on Earth, and I'm sure I'd love to learn here and now.

"I accept your offer, Spyro. I can't wait to learn!" I gleefully said to the purple drake, of which would smile at my energy. I can sense that my family was also happy, because not only will I be able to learn under the Gaurdians' aid, but I be learning with experienced individuals like Spyro and Cynder, and they are my age! I'm practically shaking with giddiness, but I didn't show it.

"Well then, I suppose that we'll see you in class very soon, Zero," Cynder said with a small smile towards me, from which I responded real soon. "Try to not let Volteer make you fall asleep though," she said whilst giggling afterwards.

We all exited the doors when we paid for our food and gobbled it down (especially me, it was so delicious!). I said by goodbyes to Spyro and Cynder, before we all went our separate ways. Star came up beside me as spoke to me.

"You're lucky, Zero. You've already gained the respect of the saviors of the whole world. I'd say you did a job well done." I was being praised by my sister… just like my human sister. I'd have to throw this out there and say that Star was just like her… Man, I'm getting emotional now.

"Thanks Star. I couldn't just stand there and let a dragon bully another. It's practically my calling to help out those in need." Star giggled at my sentence before nudging me playfully in the shoulder.

"Hey, at least it wasn't in vain. That schmuck of a dragon was probably some kind of trouble-maker already. You did fine for a quick brawl. You brought the escalation down before it exploded through the roof."

"Yeah, you're right Star. I did end that, didn't I? The lessons you and father taught me are finally kicking in I suppose."

We all stayed silent, my family being glad that I was okay. I'm glad that they all feel glad. There was usually a certain human father of mine that would let anything happen to me, and he'd never back me up. Damnit! Why am I remembering these things so vividly? I know that I shouldn't forget them, but come on! The worst memories are being remembered. I will personally bang my head against the nearest wall if I have to!

I was in my bed, curled up, wide awake. I hadn't slept for thirty minutes after we had gotten dinner and went home. I couldn't stop thinking about how much Cynder and Spyro had gone through so much to save all of the people in this world. They had probably defeated Malefor with their combined efforts, but they never parted ways once their job was done. They're practically best friends, and Spyro is one of Cynder's only friends judging from the look she gave me after I stood up to that arrogant drake.

I feel as if I've already made a difference by showing kindness to her. She had gone through so much, and I've heard from other dragons that she had once been under the control of Malefor. I feel sorry for her, having to live her life in a furious mess. But I don't fear her. The reason why is because she is misunderstood… just like I was. I just realize this now, but we have at least one thing in common, and that's our names. No, we don't have the same names, but the meaning is practically the same. It prevents us from gaining friends. Cynder is known as the Terror of the Sky. She did a lot of bad things, but it wasn't her fault, and yet citizens still treat her like shit. Come on people, she's a young dragon! She doesn't deserve this shit! And then there's my name; Zero. A name, in Greece, and probably here, meanings nothing. Literally. But I don't certainly feel like nothing. However, others think that I can't do much because my name means nothing. No matter them, this nothing is something. If I can be friends with Cynder, then it means I am doing something good, right? I sighed, snorting once. I closed my eyes after these thoughts. I was tuckered out from the day. I slept peacefully that night, knowing that my great deed was probably being remembered right now by Cynder, as well as Spyro.

P.O.V. Shift: Cynder

I lay down in my bed, thinking about Zero, and how friendly he was towards Spyro, and me especially. Not only did he stand up to that senseless drake, but he even fought him, and rather quickly, to not only draw attention of the guards, but to protect Spyro and I before a fight between is broke out.

"I need to talk to Spyro. Perhaps he's thinking the same thing." I got up out of my bed, and stretched like a cat. Lying down in one place after a while makes you stiff. I moved over to the door of my room before gripping the doorknob with my paw, turning, and opening the the door, only to find that Spyro was frozen whilst reaching for the doorknob, his paw in mid-air.

"Thinking the same thing, Spyro?"

"That Zero stood up for you? Yeah…"

"He doesn't seem to fear me. He's much different than the rest. It's almost as if he's hiding something."

"You're sure about that, Cynder?"

"Yeah… once we've gained enough trust from him, maybe he'll open up."

"Sure thing. Let's just get to bed Cynder. After all, he'll be in class with us, surely by tomorrow. He seemed pretty excited to learn."

"Yeah. Good night Spyro," said Cynder with a smile, which she got the gesture returned to her. The two young dragons went to bed that night, wondering what exactly Zero was hiding.