i'm kinda bored any1 wanna star in a spyro story? like how some ppl do with the pokemon ones?

if so then post:
name:
colour:
power:(1 or 2 olny none like spyro plz)
past:(optional)
and anything else you want to add.

ok then no takers i'll start

Name: Alison.

Color: dark blue with star-like dots on wings and belly.

Power: psychic.

Personality: shy, caring, bit of a temper, bit of a loner.


“Ok class, today we shall try to draw out your element” says Fezzan, my teacher. He was an ice dragon with horns down his back. The class cheered beside me, while I groaned to myself. “Ok now I want you to feel inside yourself” the teacher continues, “inside the very deepest part of yourself, is your element. Search for it” the entire class closes their eyes. “Now I want you to release into the air, breathe out your element, make it a relief doing so” he finishes and watches the whole class with optimism. Almost at once, the class gets filled with fire, water, earth, ice, and lightning. The class cheered, except for me. Then the lunch roar goes, so they head out to lunch. “Allison? Come here please” Fezzan asks calmly. I walk over. “Was it today?” he continues. I immediately know what he means, “no my element did not come today” I answer. Truthfully, I do have it. But it’d probably be better if I didn’t have it. After Malafor, such powers were considered dark.

So I head to the lunch grass and sit down in a spot, away from the others. “Hey no-element-dragon is still here” says one kid. I sigh. “But you know what’s better news? I heard Spyros’ back!” and the rumor spreads fast. “I heard that cinder’s still with him!” it was always like this, rumor, rumor, rumor, Always the same thing every day. The front gate starts to creek open and a hush falls over the crowd. Two dragons with a yellow ball floating around them were walking in the gate. Everyone gropes with their eyes. Then we hear them. “This is going to be pointless” the black she-dragon mutters. The purple he-dragon answers “this is the last place we need to look”. And then he falls over. Not seeing the step up to the school. A couple of dragons approached the two travelers. “Ummm…..Mr. Spyro? Are you ok?” one of them asks. Spyro nods, “as soon as we find Alison I will be”. The whole school gasps and turns to me. I open my mouth and utter a squeak. “Cinder?” Spyro asks the black she-dragon. Then cinder starts coming toward me. Ok I was getting creeped out. And the next thing cinched it. “We must find her element out” Spyro mutters. I howl and open my wings and turn around. Then I flap with haste and fly away.

Questions ran through my mind as I flew past the school borders. What did I do? Why me? What do they want with my element? And I wasn’t watching where I was going. I banged into something and landed on my back. They landed next to me. The yellow ball comes next to me and says “oh so NOW you land” and I whack it with my wing in fright. I look at Spyro, then I growl my question “what do you want!?”, “We want you” Spyro answers. I stamp my foot, “WHY!!?” I yell. “We can not talk here” he answers. My head starts to hurt from confusion. I ask again “why?” and cinder starts walking closer. “That’s it” she says, lunging for me. I turn around and open my wings, hoping to get away, only to find that everything is black.