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Apes aren’t all awful!
It wasn’t my fault this war started so why
should I be here injured, tired and cold?
My name is Zeman Witmage. I’m 22 years
old now and I spent 10 years training for this
stupid army! And now I may die….I better
start from the beginning.
I wasn’t born in a lovely Home, it was dark, damp
and smelly, but it was home. I never knew what
my mother looked like, she was killed soon after
my birth by a big, red and fierce dragon …
well that’s how my father described it. I liked my
home and my friends I had a friend called
Darkmane the Interred. I’m not sure why all of us
were given such long names.
I was 10 when my father explained about the birth
of the purple dragon and how it had to be
stopped or if the egg did hatch then that the dragon
must be killed! I didn’t understand most of it, why
kill a dragon which hasn’t had a chance to
prove it’s friendly?
By the time I was 11 my father told me that I
had to join the army to stop the purple
dragon. (It had hatched) I didn’t want to go but
I had no choice, in 2 months I was saying my
goodbyes while 1 commander and several
other apes waited for me.
Part 2

When I got to the army camp they looked
at me after taking my name and told
me I was a Malefor monkey. I didn’t get
anything they said.
After 10 years of horrible training I thought
I was prepared for anything! But I now know
That I wasn’t.
After my not so good night sleep (we hardly
get to sleep at all, I’m not surprised that
some of the other apes fall asleep
on duty!) the army commander told me I
was lucky because today I would get
weapons and armour to protect me.
The armour and sword were dark purple
and rather shiny.
Soon after 3 more months practising
with my sword I was told my mission.
I would wait on a cliff for the purple pest
to come (I learned his name was Spyro)
Then, when he comes on to the same ledge as
me I run into the mountain fortress (that’s
where I was working) so the purple dragon
would chase me and come through the gate
to mountain fortress and (hopefully) be killed
by the other apes waiting inside.
There was one good thing about going into this army,
I met a nice ape called Nimons Longflaill he
ended up being my best friend and he even
worked by my side with the same job as me! 1 week later I was tired and worn out
by all this training but now I have to go to
Mountain fortress with Nimons Longflail
to wait for the purple dragon.
I was feeling rather glum as we rode on a dreadwig
to Malefor (so that’s why they called me a Malefor monkey!)
We flew over a swamp with a big temple in it, I
looked down to see a small purple dragon
beating up a different ape, I didn’t stand a chance.
When we got to Malefor I sat on a rock
by my friend waiting for the purple dragon to come….

Part 3

I was just about to die of boredom when the purple
dragon finally came. When I got a glimpse of him
I stood up and got ready to run. When he got up
to our ledge we ran, the dragon was fast! I was
running as fast as I could just behind my friend
when I tripped over a rock. I looked up to see
the purple dragon charging towards me, there was no
escape! I stood up to take the first blow.
The dragon’s horns hit me first. It was extremely
painful! He hit me again and again, I tried to
hit him back but he was to fast! Then suddenly
he hit me into the air, jumped up and knocked
me to the ground! It was down right painful
I tell you! But then my best buddy Nimons
Longflail came to my rescue. He hit the dragon
hard with his claws while I made a run for
it eventually we got away with our lives!
We were sitting behind a rock by the entrance
of Mountain Fortress examining our wounds
when a large leader with 2 death hounds, they
were growling fiercely at me. The leader told
us to get up and wait in a court yard inside Mountain
Fortress, I asked why and he said that we were alive
and fit enough to go back in and try to kill
the dragon again! I was shocked and so was my friend
Nimons. But slowly we made our way to the
court yard and stood waiting.
As I write this on a scrap of paper I found, I know
there is no hope for me now, the dragon will come
and kill me for sure. But for now I stand here
injured, tired and cold…..waiting for Spyro to
come and kill us both…

THE END…..or is it just the beginning?

Cool story, "Tango".

ty!

WOW!!