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Chapter Nine: Learning a few Things

Brandon waited for Volteer the Electricity Guardian with his legs crossed on the ground in a training room; hands in his lap. Two days after the attack of Malefor and Blackness, the half human half dragon was almost fully heal, the reason for being here was that Volteer seemed to see how much he healed; and how much he wish to learn about his kind, and the power he just learned. Saira left just moments ago, saying that she wished to get some food at the mess hall; also saying she would be back soon. Thanks to Saira agreeing to watch over him, the two had become the best of friends, and until her room was made or until they found one; they two would share a room together. The two didn't mind, but it was weird at times because how Brandon would ask her to turn away while he dressed. The first time he did, Saira asked why he asked such a thing; that's when the Halfa, as Saira called him, told her how a human body was very different from a dragons'. Spyro was back to his old self fast, Ember kept her word and left him and Cynder alone, as long as Cynder didn't speak of their bet; leaving the dragon surprised and confused, but grateful all the same. Flame, the dragon that help Ember close the gate, came and visits Brandon on a daily basic. The two clicked as friends and as "Fire buddies", seeing which one could hold their fire attack to a boulder for as long as they could; so far it was Brandon who won by a inch. The red dragon also told Brandon of his crush for the pink dragoness.

Flash Back

"I feel like she doesn't even know I'm around." Admitted the fire dragon as he hung his head toward the ground; his eyes on a single line. The two were in Brandon room while Saira left to speak to Terrador about her training. "Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't mind if she and Spyro did become mates, but still; I wish I could just tell her how I feel, but every time I try, it doesn't come out!" Brandon sat up as stretched his legs, his joints popping as he sighs.

"Why not ask her to go for a walk; or a fly in your case," he pointed out. "I mean, I remember one time when I wanted to join a team at my home, I had to prove myself to the leader. I had to wait three weeks yes; but once I was out their playing, I gain his trust to play more!" he patted his friend shoulder. "Just remember this Flame, you're time will come when you have a chance with Ember; maybe sooner then you think!"

Present Day

Brandon started to close his eyes to think, when he heard a slight laugh.

How are you feeling? Brandon smiled when he heard his "Brother" voice after two days of silence.

"Oh good," he answered out loud. The Halfa always waited until no one was around to speak to him. "Got a few scars, new friends; the works." He got a mental image of the purple and yellow dragon nodding as again he chuckled.

That Saira, he started. She's somthign huh? Brandon nodded.

"Yeah, a good friend," Brandon looked around to make sure no one was around.

_You like her don't you? _Brandon eye grew wide as his face reddens.

"W...what?" he almost screamed as Volteer then walked in. He turned to the human and raised a brow as the Halfa looked away as Greydor laughed in his head.

The yellow dragon had his wing folded toward his body, a few books inside it as he chuckled.

"Talking to your alter self?" Brandon didn't say anything; wondering how the dragon knew as he only chuckled putting a book down. Like many of their books, they didn't have a title; but when he opened the page, the drawing of a human with a dragon behind wearing the same eyes; caught his own. "I told you," answered again the dragon. "I wished to do some test on you; and this will be easier for the both of us!" Brandon picked up the book and flipped a few pages, one chapter told on the way of each element they could do, while the other was about their lifespan. This caught Brandon eyes as he scanned a few pages of that chapter; Volteer letting him.

It seemed, _The words on the page read. It seemed that it was written by someone who wasn't a Halfa because of the point of view the writing wrote. _That the half-breeds would live up as a normal dragon, a few hundred years at the most; by the time they reached their eighteen birthday, as the humans called the one that came out of human skin, their ageing would slow as a dragon would. Brandon was only seventeen, and his birthday wasn't in another few weeks; the first, and last of his human lifespan it would seem. He closed the book and pasted it back to Volteer who turned it to himself and opened the book to a single page and nodded.

"Since you have just learned how to created lighting," he started. "It is my great duty to train you in the way of the skill. And do not worry about anyone watching," he smiled. "We told everyone in the city that you are half dragon; but kept your father a secret!" Brandon let out a sigh when he heard that, Saira now walking in with a gnawed bone in her mouth. She sat on the side lines as Brandon stood up and waved his arm around to loosen them.

"May I say one thing though, without you being defended?" Volteer cocked his head then nodded. "Why the hell did you tell everyone without me knowing?" Volteer started to laugh as Saira soon joined in as he only frowned.

"Brandon, do you even know how many saw that fight with Malefor?" Brandon shook his head. "Almost everyone did, luckily they didn't hear the other thing; but pushing on to another matter; your lighting attack."

Over the next few hours, Brandon and Volteer trained. The Halfa could let his new found power flow though his arms and body, giving him a look of Electricity armor. Saira watched him process, at times they would stop to allow him to breath; but he convinced the dragons to let him keep going. Just like any Electricity dragon, Brandon could make his body pulse and send wave of enemies back, shoot the lighten from his hands, and taking a move he learned from a game; make a grenade out of the Electricity as it exploded. Both Volteer and Saira were stunned by his move, Volteer more asking how he did it. Brandon started to tell him how, and when the dragon himself tried, he made his own with his mouth as the wall near them exploded; causing it to fall over. Volteer thought by then that Brandon had learned all he needed to learn, and thought that since he knew the basic, that he could teach himself from now own. Brandon somewhat limped as Saira stayed close to him, watching him.

"So," she said. "I was reading though that book Volteer had about the Halfa's." Brandon nodded popping his neck as he sigh happily. "And it said that you had an alter ego, does he talk to you like it says?" Greydor laughed as Brandon frowned.

"Yes," he answered. "Even now he's laughing."

"And why's that?" Again Greydor laughed.

"He's bugging me, saying that I like you more then a friend." This time Saira face blushed as Greydor laughed even harder causing Brandon to groan. "Oh shut up Greydor!" the dragon listened, but a few snickers were heard from time to time. Saira looked down, her face still blushing.

"Well...do you?" Brandon stopped as Saira did too, looking at him. Brandon just looked right at her, Greydor was not even laughing now as the Halfa began to think. When he didn't answer Saira looked back down. "It's okay, you don't have to answer, and it's just I like to know." She began to walk again when Brandon stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Wait," he answered. "Say that I did what would you say?" This time it was Saira turn to not answer for a while; but after a while; she did.

"I would say that even though you are a half-breed, that it would be something to try out; see how we would be as a couple."

The two didn't say anything for a while, until Saira broke the awkward silence.

"Well...since we know this, and that the party is in a few days; do you mind if I ask you to go with me?" Brandon eyes somewhat went wide as she asked. Saira waited for his answer as Greydor snorted.

Say yes you idiot! Brandon eyes blinked a few times and nodded.

"I would love to go with you," he answered. "Would you like me to wear somthign to match your scales?" Saira gave a small smile as she nodded. Brandon in turned nodded back as he looked up, looking behind her.

"What is it?" asked Saira looking behind as well.

"Nothing," he answered. "I got to go, get ready for my date for the ball I guess." She chuckled, as Brandon smiled. "So see ya later?" Saira nodded chuckling again as Brandon went toward where he looked at; as Saira went the other way.

"You got some nerve freak!" Brandon turned to his left to see a full black dragon with red eyes walk out. Unlike other dragons, this one held neither wings nor tail blade. He walked on his hind legs with fives claw nails like a human; he was the same height as Brandon. Brandon seemed confused at the way the dragon, which sounded male; made his way up to his face, his muzzle lifting to show his many rows of teeth.

"Come again?"

Many more dragons, one red with no tail blade but wings, one green, a female with a small club, the next yellow with what seem to be a lighten scar on his neck; the last blue, also female eyeing the half-breed. The no wing pushed the human backwards as Brandon backed away and stood tall.

"Hey!" he cried glaring. "What's your deal?" the dragon growled.

"What does that dragoness see in you, when she could have a strong Drake like me?" Brandon heard Greydor snarl.

Watch it, this guys means business! The Drake made his way back toward Brandon and poked his chest with his claw.

"Listen here," he snarled. "That piece of meat is mine, so back off; or I'll break you off!" Brandon frowned and slapped his claw away.

"Listen here pal," this time he pointed his human finger at the dragon, causing everyone around them to go wide eye. "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but Saira is not a item you can claim for yourself, and if you think I'm about to back off because you think you're all that; then your sadly mistaken!" the Drake started to laugh as everyone else started to laugh with him.

"Get a load of this!" the Drake turned back to Brandon and smirked. "It seems that you and me got a problem then; so I'll make this more clearly!" he punched Brandon hard in the face, causing the teen to hit the wall behind him; his nose bleeding already as the Drake grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him. "Stay away from her, this coming from me; Trake the Drake, got it?" he didn't give him a chance to answer as Trake threw him to the ground again as the five left; as Brandon picked himself up, and made his way toward his room.