Spyro:Bridge across worlds Ch1Chapter 1: Nighttime
As Spyro and Cynder wheeled though the air, Spyro couldn't feel any happier. He had survived the near destruction of the world, he had defeated Malefor, removing a great evil and the source of all his troubles from the land, and he was with Cynder, the one dragon he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Spyro sighed as he looked at the black dragoness in front of him. That was the only thing about this moment that could possibly be better. As much as he loved her, she didn't know it, and he didn't know how she felt about him. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin the friendship he had with her. As he watched her soar in front of him he couldn't keep from admiring her. She really was beautiful.
"Hey Spyro, what's taking you so long" Cynder called from up in front of him.
"Huh what oh yeah I was just thinking" what he was thinking about there was no way he was going to tel
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Ane-san, I told you that Ms. C wanted us to get the stuff.
She hit me over the head. Imoto, you are never supposed to distrust me. I nodded and turned my head to the trees that surrounded the auditorium. A glint caught my eye. Ane-san, do you see that? I pointed at the glint, and Ane-san rolled her eyes. Kitkat, its probably just a wrapper. She turned to go, but my curious side took over. I crossed to the glint.
I gasped when I saw it. It was a red scythe, with three blades. Ane-san! Come here! I heard her muttering as she got closer, and I scooped down and picked up the scythe. You better hope to Jashin this is good. I turned. It is Ane-san! I started twirling it. Why does that seem so- her words were cut off as the scythes blades flew and cut down a tree, then came back. We stared at each other in shock. She held out a hand. My turn.
I glanced around.
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(Heaven vs Hell Intro)
Begin Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IMzmooj6xYo BoA-White Wishes English Version
A single white feather fell from the light of the sun, slowly but surely making it's way to the ground.
The wind picked it up and pushed it towards the camera.
*Cut to Black*
The Main Title, The Requiem Trinity, appears in fancy lettering while light shone from behind.
The light stopped and the title disintegrated into gold dust.
Requiem Hikaru; the 17-year-old sassy and hot-as-hell Heroine, stood at the edge of a cliff with the wind blowing though her Silver-Blue hair.
Aura Aesir; the 18-year-old silver-haired best friend to Req, swung his lance in a woodland clearing. The tip caught fire and swung towards the camera.
Bahamut; the Crimson Hybrid Dragon, flew though the air with a flock of seagulls.
Ashlin Geroma Arapaho Silverton; the 22-year old blue-haired and cowboy dressed gunslinger, stood beneath a tree, brooding silently
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In a place far from warfang, existed a place far from ordinary. the place was called Dragon Forest. A forest land that was filled with different types of dragons, there were Amber dragons, Ruby dragons, Sapphire dragons even Diamond and Crystal dragons. But what was a really rare treat were the two White dragons that lived in Dragon Forest. It was the year of the dragon and every dragon had just laid there eggs, the Brightscales were especially happy that they had a child.
"What do you think, boy or girl?" Asked Mr. Brightscales.
"It's going to be a boy, I can just feel it." Said Mrs. Brightscales cuddling the white egg she had close to her.
"Well then, I'm gonna be a dad." He said seeming proud of himself.
Mrs. Brightscales could do nothing but roll her eyes. It was about five months later that the young white dragon hatched from his egg, he was a real sight indeed for he was as cute as ever.
"What are we going to name you little one?" Said Mr. Brightscales, looking at
Italy's Rondo. FemItaly Ft. Hetalia/NyotaliaFem!Italy went up to a stage. Microphone in hand, she walked to the middle. People were silently chattering among themselves. Then, when she stepped up onto stage, everyone became quiet. Has a song started in the backround, a door appeared out of nowhere, surprising everyone. She smiled, and opened it. The song grew louder, and she went threw the door.
Ve! Ve! Ve! Ve! Ve!
Pasta! Pasta! Pasta! Pasta! Pasta!
(The Hetalians and Nyotalians are shown marching behind her, but Italy is running to catch up to her)
Over the Alps, Venetian canals, the English channel, we're crossing!
Ruins of Greece, Mediterranean sea, Catacombes de Paris, exploring!
If you're tired, take a seat! The water's hot and boiling~!
The pizza and the pasta's waiting!
(The places mentioned show with the posse infront of it)
Hey now, take it easy
It's okay to be clumsy
(FemAmerica is only shown, and she falls, carring her books, and she smiles and sweatdrops)
Cause everybody's gotta make a mistake someday
(Key word: WWII
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Vice sat in his first class. Glimpsing out the windows he could see fellow students meeting up into their group of friends. The bell rang and students trickled in. Many were already showing up late. Vice knew everyone on the class list, the benefits of going to a small town school. But one thing had been out of place. A new name had popped up in the familiar list of people he had known since he was a baby. Scanning each face that passed through the doorway he looked for the owner of the unfamiliar name.
A lone girl, uncommon in this school, walked into the class room. She came in later than any of the other students. Silence descended on the class as she stepped up to the front. The teacher rose to greet her. Their words carried over to Vice's desk in the third row.
"Miss Silicia, You may be a new student but I trust you will not be late again?" The girl just looked at him levelly in the eye. This was a great feat in itself since the teacher had a glass eye that r