darkSpyro

Ladys and Gentelmen! My first Fan-Fic EVER!

This is just part 1, tell me what you think, and if i should continue, OK?

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The Legend of Hurria: Part 1:

"What was that?!" Cynder asked.
Spyro heard it too. A flapping, panicing noice like a dragonfly, in slow-motion.
"We better find out what it is!" Spyro were all ready on his way out, but Cynder stopped him:"Wait! Maybe we should tell the others first, it could be a trap!"
"Cynder, i love you, i really do, but sometimes you really are a bit paranoid!"
Cynder rolled her eyes, and followed him outside.
At first everything seemed normal, except for the noice, but then suddenly something appeared above them. It was a dragon. Or a dragoness.
But she was in deep trouble; wings, tail, claws and horns were one mess, as she struggled to hold herself in the air.
"Hey! Look-" Cynder began, before the dragoness flew directly into a wall. "...out..."
Spyro and Cynder ran over to her, to see if she was all right.
"Nice landing!"
"Thank you, thank you, i've been practising all night." growled the dragoness, in a sarcastic tone.
"Are you OK?" asked Spyro, and looked at her. It was hard to see in the darkness, but she was a grey dragon, with black horns, purple belly and wing-membrans, golden fur on the head, and a fan-like tail-tip.
"Yep, i'm used to take more hits than this!" she answered. "...At least... I think i am..."
"What do you mean?" asked Cynder.
"I'm not really sure... i just don't really remember..."
"Do you remember your name?" asked Spyro.
"Hm... nope..."
"Do you remember where you come from?"
"Hm... nope..."
"Do you remember if you remembered the things you can't remember, before you crashed?"
"LOL! Tungue-twister!" laughed the dragoness. "Hm, sorry! No, i didn't remember anything back then either... Is that a bad thing?"
Spyro and Cynder looked at eachother, and as if they read eachothers mind, they both answered: "Looks like!"

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If you like it i'll wright more, if not... Topic closet(only if more than 5 people dosn't like it)...

Well, i like it as it is, but i better let you decide!

Should i wright more?

i like it

Don't worry it will get better... i hope... i think... i guess... maybe... there's a small chance... whatever!

Please leave some comments, everyone who reads!

I wouln'y use words such as "LOL" but it's good so far.

You are too hard for yourself, this is good story

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I wouln'y use words such as "LOL" but it's good so far.

Thanks!

Oh, and she says "LOL", she likes to use abbreviations. She will be even less understandable later(also to Spyro and co.).

Yes, she is supposed to be kinda weird.

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You are too hard for yourself, this is good story

Thanks deaver!

-Sorry for dobble-posting-

Ooooooooohhhhh!!!!!! I like it! Please Continue!!

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Ooooooooohhhhh!!!!!! I like it! Please Continue!!

Great! I'll wright more later today!

And 'later is now, so here's the second part of it!

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The Legend of Hurria: Part 2:

They spent the rest of the night talking to Terrador, Cyril and Volteer.
"So your memory is compleately gone? You are compleately clueless about your past?" asked Terrador and looked at the young, grey dragoness.
She didn't pay mutch attention. She was far too busy watching how her claws scrathed the floor. "Hm... nope..."
"Seriously, do you even know other words than 'nope'?!" said Cynder irritated.
"Hm... nope!" she luaghed. "Ha, JK!"
"...Jk..?"
"Means 'just kidding'. Have you never heard of abbreviations?"
"Abbreviwhat?!"
"Never mind."
That dragoness was really weird, she didn't take anything serious. And she talked weird, used those so-called abbreviations.
"Ya know, i'm gettin' really tired, could anyone please tell me why i'm so intresting, who you are, where we are, and... what we are?" she asked, and looked at Spyro.
"This could take some time..." said Cynder.
And then they began. They told everything about themselves, the dragon-species, and how Malefor had destroyed all the eggs, 15 years ago.
"...and that's why Cynder and i were the last young dragons left. Until you came." finished Spyro.
The grey dragoness seemed way more intrested now. "So our species is doomed..?"
"Kind of..."
"No way..." She finally looked serious.
"Wherever you come from, and whoever you are, you must learn the powers of our species. Something isn't right. Our guards has reported seeing strange shadows at night. Moving shadows. Living shadows. And if that is true, none of us are safe, before we find their source." Terrador explained.
While they were talking, the dawn had broken the dark sky, and the night had turned into early morning.
"Now the three of you should take a rest. After that, your training can begin, young dragoness. The sooner the better." continued Terrador.

Later that day, Spyro met with the nameless dragoness. Sadly she was trying to fly again.
"Oh, look-" Spyro began, but wasn't able to finish, before she crashed into a tree. "...out..."
"Wow... Deja vu!" she laughed.
He gave up on understanding her, and asked: "Are you ready for training?"
"Sure. Nice place ya found."
Spyro had told her to meet him in the forest outside the city, so they'd avoid all the curios people in the city. It was a dark, wild place, perfect for training.
"Let's get started." said Spyro. "First i better learn you some combat."

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EDIT: I'm really sorry guys, but i have to go on holiday today!

I worn't be able to add to the story before i come home(5 days from now).

Whatever, it seems like the only one who enjoys my story is deaver88. THANK YOU, DEAVER!

Bye!