Spyro: The New Generation

This is a disclaimer stating that I, Talon The Dragon do NOT own the rights to ANY characters used in the original or Legend of Spyro Series. However, I completely own Chios, Talon, Ariel, Inferno,

In the early hours of the first morning after the world was reformed by one brave soul after it had reached the point of no recovery, two unconscious forms lay in an open field with several deep cuts and gashes lining their young forms. As the two bodies lay still in the field, the sound of flapping wing became audible overhead. As the sound became more audible, three shadowy figures appeared in the mist. They examined the two dying bodies in front of them before turning back to look at one another with uncertainty written all over all of their faces.

"Are they alive?" asked one of the figures in a gentle tone.

"Yes, but barely. We must hurry or else they will die" replied another voice solomly.

"Well, let's not just stand around then! Let's get them to the city and to a healer dragon as soon as possible!" exclaimed the third shadow figure and he moved towards the unconscious dragons.

The other two shadow figures nodded quickly and carefully lifted the smaller dragons onto their backs before taking to the skies once more, straining their wings to arrive as fast as they could. After a good full four hours of flying, the three unknown dragons darted over the majestic walls that protected their city and landed in the foggy streets below. The three older dragons instantly began to run through the streets, searching for a building that housed a healer dragon. On their backs, two of the three dragons could feel the smaller dragon's bodies starting to loose heat as they lost their grip on their lives. This put the three older dragons in a state of panic. After what felt like another four hours of running, the three older dragons looked up to see a white sign with a red cross in the middle. A golden glow emanated through an arched doorway revealing the entrance. The three out of breath dragons ran into the building with a tremendous speed, startling a few furry moles preparing some supplies for the healer dragon. After hearing a metal cup clang on the ground, a young white dragoness appeared in the room and her eyes locked with one of the three shadow figures in the doorway.

"May I help you?" she asked in a calm voice.

"They're dying" said one of the figures and he stepped forward, revealing his yellow scales and blue underbelly.

"Who is-" the healer dragon was cut off by the other two dragons entering, one green and one blue as they revealed the unconscious and dying bodies of two teenage dragons.

"Place them over there" ordered the white dragoness as she and the moles readied themselves. The three dragons did as told and placed the two bodies on two large white cushions, before moving out of the way for the healer dragon so she may begin. The white dragoness then moved up beside the two bodies and began her work. The three dragons watched as the white dragoness began to glow with a bright white light that forced them to protect their eyes with their wings. As the light died down, the green dragon took a step forward and spoke in a deep, baritone voice.

"How are they?" he asked with a hint of desperation in his voice. The younger white dragoness looked him right in the eyes as she spoke.

"They're alive, barely. I will do what I can but in the meantime, you three need some rest. I will send a messenger for you when they are well enough to be moved" stated the white dragoness as she motioned for them to leave.

"Thank you Chios. Please take care of them. They don't deserve to die at such a young age" stated the green dragon.

"Do not have any worries Master Terrador, I will divide my full attention on these two alone. It is the least I can do after all, they did save us all from our certain demise" finished the white dragoness with a nod before turning back to the smaller purple and black dragons in front of her as she began to glow with another white light, causing her as well as the two teenage dragons to disappear from sight.

On the other side of the city, a young fire dragon was moving through his usual wake up routine. He stretched out like a cat, popping all of his joints into place and letting out a loud yawn. As he slowly walked down the hallway outside his room and into washroom, where turned on the water and balanced himself on his two hind legs. The fire dragon placed his two front paws up against one of the walls and let the water flow over his scales as he slowly woke himself up. Next he started to use one of his paws to start washing his silver scales and white underbelly before falling back on all fours and sitting on his haunches. He then curled his tail around and used his paw again to clean his tail, being careful not to cut himself on his sharp, spear-like blade at the end. He finished by washing his two white horns that had a slight curve to them, causing them to point up at the tips. When he was finished washing himself off, the silver fire dragon exited the washroom and turned down the hallway and walked into the kitchen where a silver dragoness were sitting. When the teenage dragon entered, the silver dragoness lifted her head and spotted her son.

"Look who is finally up" she said with a smile.

"Good morning" he replied in a half asleep tone.

"Are you ready for school today Talon?" asked the silver dragoness.

"Yeah, what time is it anyway?" asked the younger silver dragon.

"Eight thirty" replied the older dragoness with a smile. Talon's eyes shot open at the remark.

"Ahh! I'm late! Why didn't you wake me?" exclaimed the young dragon as he rushed to grab his satchel that held his notes and scrolls.

"I figured that you could wake yourself up today. Your sixteen, it is not my job to make sure that you wake up on time anymore" replied the older dragoness.

"I have to leave now, I'll see you later mom" shouted Talon as he ran out the door. Talon's mother felt a smile spread across her face as she shook her head. "Same old" she thought to herself.

Now outside, the teenage fire dragon raced through the streets towards the academy where he attended his courses. Because of his satchel, it forced him off balance whenever he flew so he was forced to run as fast as his legs could carry him. As the silver dragon rounded a corner, he ran into the last dragon he wanted to. He slammed into the chest of a fire dragon with dark red scales, a deep orange underbelly and horns, white claws and a set of spikes at the end of his tail. He looked down at the smaller silver fire dragon with his green eyes and an evil smirk on his face. This was Inferno, the school bully. He was large for his age and was a good three heads higher than Talon.

"Well if it isn't the little runt. Shouldn't you be in class with all your other nerd friends?" he asked with a slight chuckle.

"I don't have the time for this Inferno" replied the smaller fire dragon as he stood back up and gathered his belongings.

"Aww, is the little nerd late for class. Well sadly for you, I am not in a generous mood so it looks like you won't be getting to the academy this way. The only way your getting through is if you fight for it, and we both know how that will turn out" mocked the taller dragon as a couple of his friend appeared from an alleyway. Seeing that he had no escape, Talon started to remove his satchel and tightened the clips before launching it at the taller dragon. Inferno ducked as the bag flew over his head and he turned his fierce green eyes on the smaller dragon who dropped into a defensive stance.

"Why you little" was all he said before the battle begun.

Back in the healing office, the teenage form of two dragons lay weakly on a bed as a white dragoness finished up wrapping up the leg of the purple dragon. After a few moments, the purple dragon's right eye twitched and he let out a slight groan as he tried to lift his head. The white dragoness watched as his amethyst eyes rolled around and surveyed his surroundings. When his eye fell on Chios, his expression went into a bit of shock. When Chios looked closer, she could see that his other eyes was open as well. Soon after the purple dragon woke, the black dragoness beside him stirred from her rest. Instantly, her eyes fell on her purple companion.

"Spyro, where are we" she said with a scratchy voice.

"I don't know Cynder" he replied honestly.

"I believe that I could answer that" offered Chios as both of the young dragon's eyes fell on her.

"Who are you?" asked Cynder.

"Forgive me, my name is Chios and you are both in Warfang" explained the white dragoness.

"Warfang? How did we get here?" asked a surprised Spyro.

"The elder dragons Terrador, Cyril and Volteer carried you in after they found you two outside the city" stated the older dragoness.

"I see... can we see them?"