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Legacy of Legends

Chapter 21

Headaches

"So what made you change your mind?"
Volteer's brow rose. "What do you mean?"
"You I mean. You're suddenly feeling talkative all of a sudden."
"Ah that, well...Zaze talked to me."
"Zaze? That electric dragon? You talked to him?" Flare asked.
"He help me get over my grief."
Flare smiled. "He counseled you then?"
"He's very good at that."
"Well that's good to hear," said Flare. "It's great to see the good old perky Volteer that I know and love."
"So how are you finding yourself in the position of being a Guardian?"
Flare sighed. "Well...honestly, I'm kind off bored."
"Bored?"
"Well, let's see if I can help you with that."

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The following hour consisted of Volteer basically hanging out with Flare. They had a great time. More for Volteer than Flare as it would seem. He had forgotten what it was like to just hang out and have fun. He always bothered himself with his Guardian duties and reading endless books to keep his mind busy, and not dwell on his depressing past. But, with the help of Zaze, he had managed to overcome and get over it. Maybe now, he'll have the courage to love again. He had never thought of Flare in a romantic way. But Zaze's words echoed in his mind.

"You two were great partners together. You developed a strong relationship and became good friends. But I think she sees you more than a friend. She likes you Volteer."

Now that he thought about it, Flare had always been his friend, for as long as he could remember. Even when he hooked himself up to someone else, she was always still there. They were great partners and the best of friends as well. Maybe it was high time he upgraded their relationship to something far better.

The two of them were now heading up the steps, leading to the Dragon Temple.

"Flare?" he asked.
"What is it?"
"Can I ask you something?"
Flare nodded. "Go ahead."
"Well, Flare, would you like to—"

Volteer was cut off, when all of a sudden, a voice interrupted him.

"Excuse me?"
"Huh?" Flare turned her head and saw a dragon behind him. He was an orange-scaled dragon that looked all too familiar.
"You're the Fire Guardian right?" he asked.
"She is," Volteer answered, a bit annoyed. He finally braved himself to ask her out on a date, and this dragon just ruined his momentum. "Who are you?"
"You do not recognize me? I feel a bit insulted."
Flare cocked her head to the side. "You do seem familiar."
"Of course I should. I'm Pyrus; the dragon you fought at the Ascension Competition."

It took a moment to register in Volteer and Flare's minds.

"Oh, I remember now!" Flare clapped her hands together. "You are Pyrus! How are you?"
Pyrus smiled. "Fine, thanks for asking."
"Well, what brings you here?" Volteer asked, getting straight to the point.
"I wanted to talk to the new Fire Guardian." He turned and faced Flare. "I lost, and I accept that wholeheartedly, which is why I am here. I want to learn from the best."
Flare blinked, a bit surprised. Was Pyrus asking her to be his personal teacher?
"Would you accept me as one of your students for the time being?" he asked, with a smile.

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Zaze was at the infirmary, of course, with Flame. He was arranging the red gems back at the medicine cabinet, whilst Flame kept him company. He had nothing else better to do since he wasn't allowed to move about yet. Cyril had only momentarily left to get something.

"So Flame?" asked Zaze.
"Yeah?"
"Where's Ember?" Zaze asked a grin on his face.
"She just went out to get something. She'll be back. She even said she'll sleep with me."
Zaze stared at him for a moment, and then broke out laughing. It took a moment for Flame to realize the meaning of his statement.
"No! What I'm trying to say is she's going to sleep here with me. Here. With me. Not, you know…" Flame was flustered, his scales glowing deep red.
Zaze chuckled. "Yeah, sure she will, lover boy. Joking aside, told her yet?"
Flame bit his lip. He was debating whether to get that piece of information out to the public yet.
"Well…" he scratched his chin. "I—"
"You told her already didn't you?" Zaze asked outright.
"W-what makes you say that?"
Zaze sighed and shook his head. "You're a bad liar Flame. And besides, I can clearly tell. Ever since I started talking about Ember, your tail's been wagging left and right."

Flame turned his head to check, and sure enough, his tail was actively wagging. It was like sweeping the floor with its motion.

"Betrayed by the tail…" Flame said.
"You need to work on concealing your feelings more often."
"Like you?" Flame asked, staring at Zaze.
"I suppose so."
"Speaking of feelings," Flame stared at him with a smirk. "How about YOU? Found anyone in particular yet?"
"Found anyone what?"
"Don't try to sound dumb, you know what I'm talking about."
Zaze shook his head. "No, I don't."
"Let me say it to you then. Have you found anyone you want to be with? Like a girlfriend?" Flame emphasized his last statement by raising both his eyebrows.
Zaze chuckled. "Frankly, no."
"Huh? Really?" Flame asked skeptically.
"Yeah."
"Why? I mean, why not? You're a cool dragon. I'm willing to bet you can get anyone you wanted if you tried."
Zaze shrugged. "I don't know. Honestly, being in a relationship right now is the last thing I want to have."
"And here I thought with your personality, you'd be a girl magnet."
"Most dragons would," Zaze said smugly. "But seriously though, no; and besides, no one has caught my eye, so to speak. No one just interests me to the point that I want to be with them."
"I see."
"That's deep."

The two turned their heads to find the dragon who spoke. It was Ember. She was standing at the doorway, with Cyril standing behind her.

"Ember!" Flame began to light up with glee. Ember smiled and walked over to him.
"I see you're done unpacking. Great job Zaze," Cyril said.
"All in one day's work," he replied. "Speaking of work, where's Spyro?"
"Yeah, I haven't seen him ever since…" Ember trailed, looking at Flame.
Cyril sighed. "Terrador has been with him ever since the accident. You can assume that Spyro has been reprimanded. I think he gave him some hard exercises as a punishment for his actions."
"Hard exercises?" Flame asked. "I don't see him being a rather…harsh dragon."
Cyril smirked. "You'd be surprised. Amongst the four of us…originally, Terrador has been the one that trains the hardest. His methods are rather unorthodox, but it works."
"Unorthodox? How?" Ember asked.
"They can kill you, if you're not paying attention."
"Oh…" Zaze said, realizing the gravity of it.
"Yes, which is why, frankly, Terrador is the strongest amongst us in terms of brute strength as well." Cyril said, looking at the three of them. "But that's enough about that." He glanced out the window, and realized how late it was. "You three should get some sleep."
Zaze yawned. "No problem with that."

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Zaze yawned as he headed down the halls of the Temple. It may have seemed simple, but arranging red gems on the shelves on the infirmary was rather tiring work. Or maybe he was justifying his laziness to himself. Regardless, it was late, and he needed to get some rest. As he headed down the halls of the silent Temple, his mind began to wander back again on the day's activities. It had bothered him back then, and still is. What he saw back at the Pool of Visions was the future, from the line of reasoning Volteer presented. It was dark, dangerous and definitely not peaceful; and also something about that dragon that was leading the army. Zaze felt that…the dragon felt familiar to him, though why he didn't have a single clue. It just felt like he saw him before. But that wouldn't make any sense. His memory was a clean slate. No one here resembled that dragon; another mystery for him to mull over. He needed to find out who trashed his room, and now, he had this mystery on top of him.

But overall, the vision showed an ideal future one would not want to be having. Then again though, nothing is set in stone; the future can still change so it really wasn't something permanent. The thought settled nicely in Zaze's head. Even if it was the future, it wasn't permanent. Maybe it was even a fluke. The water might have just reacted to him, but that didn't mean he had the power that Ignitus had. It died right after the images flashed. Maybe it was just pure coincidence. Regardless of how many times Zaze reasoned everything out in his head, only one thing was certain. Only time will tell, if his so called vision, was the real deal.

Zaze's mind was reeled back into reality, when he saw a familiar dragon in the corner.

It was Spyro. He looked rather rugged and tired looking. Terrador must have worked him out.

"Spyro?" he called out.
The purple dragon looked up and saw him. He smiled. "Oh, Zaze."
"Are you…okay now?" Spyro shook his head.
"I don't know," he replied. He then let out a long sigh. "Listen, can you…um…apologize for me? I really, really am sorry for what happened earlier to Flame. I-I don't know what came over me."
"It's okay Spyro. We all make mistakes every now and then; just don't do it ever again though," Zaze said. "You could have killed him."
"I know…" Spyro said looking down at the floor. He grimaced, tapping his head gently. Zaze raised his brow.
"Is something wrong?"
"It's nothing. It's just a headache I've been having; a strong one at that."
"You should get some rest then."
Spyro nodded. "Yeah…so, we okay then?"
"Yeah, I'll pass him the message."

Spyro smiled meekly, before walking off down the corridor.

Zaze stared at him as he left. He had never seen the purple dragon be so…tired. Everything that had happened today must have taken a toll on him; physically, mentally and emotionally. He nearly killed his friend, and he got a strong punishment for it. Zaze could only hope that this accident wouldn't do long term damage.

Turning around, Zaze continued walking, eager to get some sleep. He wondered what the next day would bring him.

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