Birth of the Two Dragons.

In the Year of the Dragon, in a world beyond the realms, I, like all the others, awaited the birth of the dragon for whom the prophecies foretold.

But the Dark Master had heard the prophecies as well. I should have hidden the eggs long ago, but I… I thought we were ready, I thought we were safe… Oh… how I was wrong.

Ignitus, a large, elderly, fire dragon, made his way to the hatchery, his head hung low. He knew the world the young dragons were going to be born into. But he had no time to dwell on that, as one of the eggs was of dire importance to prevent the annihilation of his once proud race. After opening a door with his flames, Ignitus entered the hatchery and began looking over the groups of eggs, which consisted of five fire dragons, two shadow dragons, one fear dragon, three ice dragons, two electricity dragons and one earth dragon. At the far end of the room sat a lone egg resting on a highly decorated dais. Unlike the other eggs, this one was pure purple. He bent over the egg to make sure it hadn't been harmed in any way. He smiled when he saw no cracks were visible.

A Caucasian, human hand gently stroked over the egg. Ignitus looked over to see it was his human, close childhood friend, Lorraine. In her arms was a small bundle, wrapped in a blanket.

Suddenly, a loud rumble was felt through the entire temple. The temple shoot violently and debris and rubble began to fall. Ignitus and Lorraine looked up in worry. A bright yellow, slightly younger dragon came running into the room, completely out of breath.

"Save them. The Dark Armies have come." He yelled.

Ignitus looked down at the purple egg, fear registering as a single horrifying thought entered his mind; they've come for the purple egg. He looked at Lorraine.

"Take him. Get him out of here." She told him.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the egg and lit the torches that opened the secret escape tunnel. He took flight once the tunnel gave out. Lorraine followed after Ignitus and ran down another path. Eventually, he made his way down to a river. He landed and began looking downstream. The water was moving rather quickly so there was no chance of setting it adrift on its own without it getting damaged. Looking down, he saw a lone mushroom cap sitting on the riverbank. Gently setting the egg inside, he pushed the cap into the water and watched as the egg floated downstream.

"May the Ancestors look after you" Ignitus said to the egg, "May they look after us all".

Ignitus continued to watch the egg, until he heard a celestial cry coming from above him. He looked up and saw an astral-like eastern dragon flying through the sky, following the egg down the river. With one last cry, the dragon disappeared into the night sky. With that seen, Ignitus took off back to the temple, only to find that something terrible has happened.

Eventually the egg came to rest in a distant swamp, where a family of dragonflies gathered 'round, wondering what magnificent creature could possibly live inside it. They didn't have to wait for long.

What emerged from the egg frightened them at first, but finally amazed and astonished them. It was a purple dragon, who they eventually adopted and raised as one of their own. They named him Spyro and he grew up alongside Sparx, the young dragonfly who was born on the same day.

In fact, the two were almost like brothers. And a more oddly-matched yet compatible pair of brothers the world had never seen.

As for Spyro, he, like all of us, accepted the world into which he was born, believing he was one of them. A big purple one of them, true, but one of them nonetheless.

Elsewhere, Lorraine made her way to the Ancient Grove. She stowed away in an pirate ship's cargo bay and remained hidden. Lorraine removed a bit of the bundle with reveal, a pale, elven baby face. On the other side, poked a light green, dragon tail.

The baby opened its hazel, near green, eyes and looked at Lorraine. Lorraine smiled, "It's okay, young one. Wherever we're going, you'll be safer there."

Lorraine looked up and heard the celestial cry. The baby cried in unison with it. The baby's cry sounded similiar. Lorraine looked at her child and smiled sweetly.

Lorraine and the child found refudge across the Cadmus Ocean, in a land named Canada. There, she met two other humans, who didn't mind her Half-Dragon child, and welcomed them to their home.

They named the child Eleanor. She grew up alongside the humans, never knowing the other half of her heritage. However, being born with scales and tail will lead to being feared and shunned.

But her mother's love and her step-family's acceptance was more than enough to keep Eleanor's spirits high.