White Dragon Chronicles

By Blackshadow999

A/n

Greetings to all readers, as I said before I am rewriting the White Dragon Chronicles, in which both parts will be combined into one. I will be adding things in this and also along with the grammar that will be improving. So, in this chapter I will be putting in the standard disclaimer that I'll be referring to for the other chapters which is as follows:

I do not own any of the characters from the Legend of Spyro games or Spyro universe or any other universe that I borrow from. I state that respectively refer to their creators as much as I would like to claim ownership, I cannot. My own characters that I have come up with are mine, and the characters that have been lent to me by others, I credit their owners with their appearance and personalities. If any character or event happens to reflect a real-world person or experience, then it is not meant as an insult or to be offensive.

My full summary for this story is as follows:

When is legend a legend? When is a myth a myth? An ancient legend that fell into oblivion comes to the light once more. The dragon realm has had a fragile peace for two years after the fall of Malefor. Then A human, Saber mysteriously appears in the dragon realm. New adventure has begun. When things of history thought lost begin to be seen once more; fear grips many, none can choose how events will turn out in the end. What is left from an ancient war is rediscovered by Saber, but he finds more than he bargained for. An enemy long forgotten returns! and intends to finish what they started. A tale traversing and transcending even the bounds of time itself.

Chapter 1: Routine disrupted

Dear reader, if you're looking for a tale that has a heroic character doing their duty and getting a happy ever after, then sadly you have come to the wrong place sir or miss. No, the story I'm going to tell is not about a "hero" like you read in fairy tales I assure you in no uncertain terms. This tale is one that has many twists and turns, both seen and unseen, events that are unexplainable and ludicrous. So, I warn you in the hope that you understand, if you are looking for a story that is about a happy hero's tale, then you would do better to look elsewhere.

You may ask how I could know of such a story that I describe? Well, I have gone to lengths to learn of this tale that I will tell, through many dangers to come to know what I speak of. The one that this story involves was one that was often passed over and yet stuck out as different from the rest around them, but not for the reasons you might think. Again reader, I say to you, this tale involves ludicrous situations and circumstances that will either have you laughing with scorn or wondering about the state of the sanity of those it includes or think they have little to none at all. Still, if you are willing to listen to this tale even after my warnings, then lend me your ears and your patience for this tale is unlike any you have heard before.

The tale that can be called a chronicle by some, starts in a town that didn't have much that would attract note. In this 'average town' there is a boy, which unlike the town was different from the people around him. Yet as I have said, his appearance wouldn't give you that impression. His story begins on a sunny day with him walking down a street on his way home from another day at school. I am aware such an introduction makes you question why I would give the warnings I have to you. For it sounds very generic, dull and uninteresting, yet that's how the stage was set for the beginning of this story. Now, back to the main protagonist of this tale, he was going unnoticed by all around him, people went by to wherever their destinations were paying no heed to him. It was as if he was an invisible ghost or specter to all around him.

But, please forgive me dear reader for not giving you more detail about this tale's protagonist though I have warned you about this tale. The boy's or young man's name is Saber Boolock, he is a senior in high school when this story began, and he knew nothing of what was coming his way in any way, shape, or form. His life wasn't the most interesting to begin with, other than nothing is really could recall some things that most others know. Saber is not the tallest of his age group, which is eighteen and more towards a half than not years old at the time and his height is around five foot nine. His medium length blond hair which appears according to some to be messy and unkempt as it went in all directions. Saber didn't much care what others thought of his appearance. His hair framed his sky-blue colored eyes which color is rare and set him apart from others.

So, as I said, Saber was on his way home from the place known as school, a place that Saber saw as a prison. He bore marks from the day's activities and for him an average day was filled with what one might call a series of unfortunate events. Saber was keeping his head down adding to him not being noticed or acknowledged by passersby. And although, it is understandable that you may be feeling sorry for Saber's circumstances, Saber didn't want to draw attention to himself. It was a skill Saber had developed over the years of growing up in the environments that he was put into.

The reason that Saber was avoiding drawing attention to himself was the day at school had been worse than a normal day. Saber had been drawn into a fight with another, which wasn't uncommon for Saber seemingly without effort drew those that put others down to improve their own standing. Yet, even with the marks that Saber bore from the fight, the other participant ended out with more signs of losing the skirmish. However, though the fight was over and done, the results came all the same and were determined by outside influences. It was unfortunately like this for Saber most times, forced involvement in a situation and in the end being shouldered with the blame for it.

And this instance was no different, Saber had been blamed for the fight and no defense he gave changed that. The other participant, which you can call a jock had been looking for a fight and Saber did deliver, but things were never so simple for Saber. Even with the altercation out of the view of the adults that were supposed to be responsible, they found out about the event and saw Saber as the cause.

Now I ask you to not assume that Saber is prone to getting into fights for no reason for he is not so easily drawn into them by his choice. With his developed discipline, he would not let those that tried to goad him the time or the attention as he knew it's rarely worth it. But, Saber like everyone has his limits and this instance that was surpassed and so the fight occurred. And so, when adults became involved, Saber's situation took a turn for the worse. His defense of bearing no responsibility that his opponent forgot he knew martial arts and was rather skilled with them didn't stand. He hadn't dislocated the jock's shoulder on purpose, his opponent's movements just worked out to that end. None of that mattered to those that were judging, those being the head of the school and the parents of the jock who were lawyers by profession.

A stroke of bad luck for Saber some might say, yet what you do not know is he has what can only be called an unending streak bad luck. Situations and circumstances always seemed stacked against Saber as if some divine or other worldly force was determined to make Sabers life harder and miserable. The evidence that I have acquired on this subject has filled many volumes and only paints how harsh a life could be.

In this case, Saber was immediately labeled 'the party completely at fault' without further question and the instigator was cleared as innocent. None listened to Saber's defense or reasoning, none seem to do so by what my research has uncovered. And like most, Saber wasn't eager to be blamed for something that he wasn't responsible for. That was only added to by the jock being arrogant and smug by flaunting that Saber was taking the fall. Yet, the unfair consequences would not end there for Saber, he was required to take a form to his guardian as well.

Saber's guardian was a man that he referred to as an uncle by the name of John though Saber had other references for the man that he didn't say in hearing distance of the man. Saber had little say in being under the watch of his uncle due to the law and Saber himself not being seen as a legal adult just yet. It was a point that Saber cursed on a frequent basis as his uncle abused him regularly.

As Saber continued to where he lived, he slowed and came to a stop and sighed with his situation as it currently was, "Is there any way this day can get any worse," he asked himself.

Nevertheless, as it was most times for Saber, whenever he asked such a question, the answer came promptly. Again, it lends to the evidence that there may be some unseen force that wishes to make things harder for Saber. It was seconds later that a car sped by Saber going through a puddle that had pooled in the gutter and water splashed up all over him. That drenched Saber with filthy water and like most people, Saber felt unpleasant to be wet as he was. His expression which was a glower along with him slouching lower as he began to walk again showed that.

It was one of the qualities of Saber's bad luck as he tends to refer to it as. And from my research would concur with the assessment, Saber's luck follows him closely, strikes regularly and with precision. Saber knew this as he has gone through it over and over. He had coping mechanisms to tone down this phenomenon somewhat, but they can't stop it completely.

"I need to just stop asking such a question," Saber muttered to himself. "Does the world have some sort of grudge against me or do God and Satan just have the need to use me as entertainment?"

Saber made the rest of the journey to his residence, which Saber didn't see as home, merely a different prison from school. He stood at the door weighing his options in how to proceed in his current situation. he could open the door to face his uncle, or he could climb the tree on the side yard, go through the window to his room and face what would come later. It was a tactic Saber used to delay confrontation with his uncle before with varying success. It's unfortunate and may be hard to believe, yet Saber's uncle was once a good man and the evidence from records and information from witnesses I have acquired confirms that. It was the infidelity of his ex-wife that seems to have changed the man, perhaps other things contributed, I cannot say with what research I have. For Saber, this meant that it felt better to be out of the house than inside the house sadly enough.

There is a history of abuse that is horrible to have learned about I assure you, and for Saber I will try not to give much detail about the experiences. All I will say is that Saber would live at the martial arts dojo if he could for it was his escape from the horrible parts of his life. Anyways, Saber decided to just get it over with and opened the front door and stepped in preparing himself for what was going to come. Saber had taken no more than four steps when he heard footsteps and saw an all too familiar shadow on the floor. With the instincts he developed during his martial arts training along with what Saber calls his danger sense which saves his life, he ducked as a fist swung past where he had been. However, shortly after ducking out of the way of the fist, Saber received a knee to his face and it hurt. The blow forced Saber to sink to the floor holding his face in pain by reflex and to prevent the world from going whacky for him.

Saber tried to clear his head which understandably had become muddled due to the impact he had received. But Saber wasn't given much time or chance to clear his head since he was jerked upward by a hand grabbing ahold of the collar of his shirt and lifting him. Saber's feet left the floor and he was forced to look at the face of his uncle. Saber's hand had been forced down with how he was lifted revealing his face had become bloody. His nose was possibly broken with how he had gotten hit hard and started bleeding though the blood was flowing steadily down Saber's face. The view that Saber had of his uncle was a face screwed up in an expression of anger and was very red as well along with a blood vessel on his forehead popping.

"So, finally decided to come back home did you boy?! You're such an ungrateful brat," Uncle John growled.

Saber made the decision to try the diplomatic approach though it rarely worked, but he was left with little other option to work with. "Hello Uncle John, you seem to be in a… different mood than usual," Saber said in hopes to calm his uncle down even if only a little.

The response that Saber received was a fist connecting with the side of his face and grazed the bridge of his nose as his uncle decked him. This caused Saber's nose to start bleeding more freely than it had been as proven with the sizable glops of blood falling to the floor. Luckily for Saber, the punch hadn't broken his nose, but it had no doubt gotten close.

"Keep that mouth of yours shut brat, I don't want to hear it right now," Uncle John shouted at Saber. After the shout he released Saber dropping him to the floor with a thump and the second he hit the floor, Saber covered his nose to stem the bleeding. "Just get up to your room and stay out of my sight if you don't want to get beaten right here and now," John finished.

From my research, it is rare for Saber to be given an option to get out of a beating and the evidence comes from several sources, so it is accurate. Saber picked himself up off the floor using the hand that wasn't currently trying to stem the flow of blood from his nose to do so. He then moved quickly up the stairs to his room and closed the room behind himself and locked the door. Once sitting on the bed, Saber felt the bridge of his nose to check how bad the damage was. It was with feelings of relief that Saber found nothing that would say there was something broken yet rest assured that it still hurt bad for him.

How could things be worse for Saber you might ask after getting punched as he had been? He would also be expected to clean up the mess made be the beating most of the time and would be blamed for things if he didn't. It turned out like this many a night, Saber would get injured and then clean up the mess later if there was one and there normally was. The other part of this common occurrence is that Saber would also patch himself up and had become quite skilled at basic first-aid. On this night Saber had to treat not just his nose but also the injuries from the fight at school. After Saber was done, he fell on his bed with a sigh, "Man, my life just keeps sinking lower lately. Am I doomed to such a lot in life," he asked to the room at large.

If only he knew what was ahead of him, he might have chosen his words differently, but few ever know what the future holds. When the middle of the night arrived, Saber poked his head out of his room and listened, the sound of loud snoring confirmed his expectation. His uncle had passed out from the alcohol consumption he partook of, so Saber was free to do what he wished until morning came. It was one of the select few good things that came from Saber's uncle drinking alcohol, freedom from him.

So, Saber didn't waste the time but decided that it would do him good to go out that night and get away from his residence for a bit. On his way out, he did grab the backpack that he employed to carry what he used at the martial arts dojo he practiced at. Saber had saved up for the case/backpack with the money he got doing odd jobs in the summer. The case was just over three and a half feet long, so it could fit the practice sword Saber had as well as the other weapons he had. In fact, inside of the pack was his wood practice sword known as a bokuto kendo along with two other metal blades. One was a katana that Saber's master, whose name was Kai Shunen had given him as a sign of trust. The other was what is called a double edge katana and it had come into his possession some time ago.

Saber also had some other supplies and put an extra set of clothes in the pack before he hoisted the case to his back. Stealthily, Saber quietly opened the window in his bedroom and crept out using the tree to shimmy down to the ground and he snuck out of the yard. Saber had learned stealth over the years, he didn't get caught often if at all anymore going out on these nighttime jaunts.

The night was a quiet one, the sky was clear painted with stars above with the moon shining to give light. Saber had gotten out of the house to hopefully to find some modicum of peace which he rarely got to enjoy. Taking walks like this one was the usual start of these nights for Saber, the reason he did this is a mystery, but I would guess Saber wanted time to think.

After a period of time Saber found himself after a period of time walking into the park in the area his uncle lived in. The thought that came to his mind were that he finally got some time to himself, which was a pastime he liked. He strode over to one of the swings and sat down before he leaned back while hanging on to the chains looking up at the night sky with its sea of stars. His thoughts were his only company and as it is just him in the park, he voiced them, "There has got to be more to my life than what it has become lately. The crap I have been dealing with can't be it, I won't accept that as the truth, I wish I just knew what more there was and how to get going in that direction." Saber exhaled heavily, "I feel that there is something missing for me and has been for as long as I can remember, but I can't for the life of me figure out what it is."

Little did Saber know that he could start on a journey of discovery in a completely unexpected way. He sat on the swing for a few minutes trying to decide what to do with the night as tomorrow was Saturday. That meant there would be no school and day would be Saber's to do with what he wanted. However, the feeling of a sudden electric like tingle going up his spine snapped Saber to attention and he froze where he was. This type of tingle wasn't rare for Saber and fell under his danger sense and the sensations varied in magnitude. Yet, the tingle that Saber had just felt didn't happen to the magnitude he had just got.

For Saber, when the tingle did come to him, things never went well and usually took a turn for the worst from whatever they had just been. And from the research I've compiled whenever this happened to Saber, whatever was going on for him tended to go as horribly bad as it could go normally. "No way, you have got to be kidding me! Not today, not even my luck can be this bad without time to build even as unlucky as I am, I can't be this unlucky," Saber muttered with grim apprehension.

Saber turned where he was, which says that the danger was behind him and he saw a strange thing beginning to form. It had the appearance of a black shadow with shining crimson orbs, not something that Saber encountered at all. His instincts were telling him or more screaming at him to run and make as much distance as he could from this thing as fast as possible! But something about the sight rooted Saber to the ground and he couldn't understand why. I will state for the record that Saber is no coward, he fears little and when there's something he's scared of, there is good reason to be and most would be terrified! Saber watched this thing take shape, he felt fear deep within me unlike anything he had known before and he didn't understand why the feeling came to him!

The black shadows around the crimson eyes were darker than the darkness around it. As the shape became more defined, Saber saw something with four legs, shorter than his own. Once the 'thing' formed into a more solid shape, it moved closer and the shape kept getting more distinct. The clearer the figure got, the faster Saber's heart beat pounded and the stronger the fear in him became. The creature took on the shape of a creature from a fantasy novel as it kept getting bigger and getting closer to Saber every second. Icy cold fear gripped him, the likes of which Saber hadn't ever felt that he could remember. Something in him was screaming that this thing, whatever it was, would do what was necessary to kill him!

"Oh HELL NO," Saber shouted as he shot from the swing but he glanced back to gage the distance between him and the creature. But he stumbled and fell to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw the creature was getting ever closer. What looked like wings or something similar came out of the creature's back. What had begun as a shadow now looked like some sort of lizard creature with scales. The word dragon would come to the mind of most, yet this situation that Saber found himself in was getting crazier the longer it went on!

By this point, Saber had pretty much lost his wits and just lay there like an idiot. He stared at the thing as it had grown a tail behind it and horns coming out of its head. The creature faced Saber and opened its mouth letting loose a sound that was something that so few have heard before. It wasn't a roar or a shriek, but the sound caused pain in the ears, induced the feeling the one's eardrums were going to burst. Yet the sound, more than anything chilled Saber to the bone and beyond! No matter what it was it shook Saber to his very core and that made no sense at all. The black creature drew closer, "At last, the one who escaped us has been found. Now you will not escape us and your time to die is nigh," it said to Saber.

Hearing the thing speak snapped Saber out of the trance he was in, as it confirmed one fact to him. The creature was in no uncertain terms there to kill him, regardless of the reason why and Saber wasn't just going to lay down and die. He scrambled up and reached for the pack he had in one motion and was back on his feet. However, the creature opened its mouth and spouted black fire at Saber, who stared in horror as he saw the black fire coming at him and he froze. Saber believed he was about to die, and one couldn't exactly blame him with the situation as it was.

It was at that time a bright light began to shine behind Saber. As he turned, Saber once again tripped over a rock which normally irritated him, but as he felt the ice-cold chill that he suspected the black fire was responsible for go over his head and not hit him. Saber didn't complain about the bad luck that normally did harm finally doing good for him. Saber got to his feet again while his mind was racing, 'What the hell is this crap and why does it come to me?! Never mind, it's just too nuts to really be happening and better to get away from it,' he thought frantically.

Behind Saber the creature screeched in fury with the miss and then began to charge with its horns down to run him through. There was but two choices for Saber; stand there and have the guarantee of dying right then and there or run to the light and perhaps not face death and go to the afterlife. Saber of course, made the logical choice, 'I'll have to go with number two Johnny, so out of the way so I can see what I've won myself,' were his thoughts. Saber began to scramble towards the light, yet he didn't get far. The shadow creature caught up to him before Saber crawled five feet, he spun his body around and attempted to keep crawling backward. The sight of the thing out to kill him nearly on top of him didn't help Saber at all. Yet, before it ran Saber through, he fell into the light and everything went white as he lost consciousness.

When, Saber opened his eyes, it was done slowly as he tried to recall what had just happened to himself. The experience of being attacked by a shadow creature was still fresh in his mind, every step that led to where he had been engulfed by the light. Now Saber came to, he checked himself over to make sure he was still alive, but then he realized that he didn't know where he was. As the proverb goes, two steps forward and one step back, and Saber wasn't pleased that his circumstances had taken the turn that they had.

As Saber came out of his thoughts, his eyes started to focus and all he could do was stare at the scenery around him. It was completely foreign and out of place for him, and that was an understatement! Above Saber were clear blue skies and it was definitely daytime and not night anymore as he had been in. At taking that in two thoughts hit Saber's brain, the first would be that if he should ever get back, then his uncle would beat him worse than he had done previously for not only sneaking out, but also that Saber wouldn't be there to cook and clean as he did. Second and much more importantly to Saber was, 'WHERE IN THE FREAKING HELL AM I', about summed up his thoughts.

Raising himself to a sitting position, Saber glanced around with his eyes getting bigger as he took in more of his new surroundings. Behind him was a lush green forest made of some of the strangest looking trees Saber had ever seen. Looking to his right he saw grassland with mountains in the distance, and to Saber's left was even more forest with a stream running into it. As Saber took in his surroundings, a particular phrase came to his mind, which he did say it even if no one could hear him. "Toto… I don't think we're in Kansas anymore in any way," he uttered to himself.

Saber got to his feet and looked around to hopefully find more signs and clues to help him understand what had just occurred and where he precisely was. To his relief, Saber spotted his backpack that he had with him, which meant that he had at least somethings to work with. Yet Saber was left to wonder if it was last night or longer ago that the unreal experience he had happened. He couldn't say what to make of all of this, but his mind returned to more pressing things, he strode over and hoisted the backpack to his back. "Well, standing around here isn't doing me any good, so I guess I should start walking then and see where I'll end out," Saber said to himself.

And after that, Saber started off in the direction of the forest to his left, not knowing what was in store for him. He just hoped that it is better than what he had left, or at least not worse as he headed into the unknown. We will see how things go for Saber…

Chapter End

A/n

That is where I'll leave off of the first chapter. I hope you like the way that this is being rewritten thus far. Please some of you write a review to tell me what you think, comments are appreciate. Working on more chapters and hope to have them up soon enough, we'll see how things go.