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Chapter Eighteen: A day for Halfa

A fire blast was shot toward the black hair Halfa as he shot back with his own; the two fires collided causing a small force to blow both Spyro and Brandon back from the ground. Before the cloud could clear the half dragon half human made his move and ran straight ahead to try to punch the purple dragon, but he was not there. The smoke cleared as Brandon looked around for the dragon, he looked up knowing that he could fly and gasped bringing his right arm up as the purple dragon own forearm slammed into his. The human was pushed a bit toward the ground as below him the earth crake, this caused Brandon to go wide eye until he grabbed a hold of his horns and started to lift him over his head. But Spyro remembered the last time he did this and twisted his body ramming his hind legs to his chest hard. The air left Brandon as he stumbled backwards as Spyro opened his mouth, electricity snapped a rounded his open muzzled as Brandon saw this and smiled. His arms snapping with his own as the two shot their blasts. The two collided like their fire as they held on for as long as they could, Brandon eyes frown as sweat begin to pour from his face toward the ground. For the past week this was daily for the two friends. Spyro did promise Brandon that he would teach him how to fight, but never did get a chance. Though Brandon could handle his own, he still had much to learn. Today he was a bit off because of two things, one being the death of his mother; the other, his birthday. The Halfa was now eighteen (hint the chapter) and felt very strange. The night before he felt his body tingle as he slept, and woke up today with new muscles he never knew he had! He could hold his elements out much longer then he could which surprised him. But he did have his limits. Jumping to the side the blast they held hit the wall of the training room as it broke a bit off. Spyro grunted as he watched Brandon run toward him with his foot coming toward him; but the dragon saw this and jumped on his leg and tackled Brandon while he was in the air. The two rolled onto the ground trying to get the upper hand, but at last Spyro sat on top of him with his tail blade at the tip of Brandon neck; the two breathing heavly.

"I win..." he gasped while smiling as Brandon chuckled; breathing just as hard.

The two made their way out of the training hall side by side as they laughed, the first time in a long time for the eighteen human looking dragon.

"So what does human do for their hatch day, or should I saw birthday?" Brandon gave it some thought, the day his mother died was the last true one he ever had.

"Well," he answered. "Friends and family come over to have a party or just hang out, there's cake, gifts, and a few games played!" he smiled. "I remember this one time my mom gave me a bike; it was awesome!" Spyro only nodded, he didn't ask what a cake or bike was, jut glad to see his friend smiling once again.

"What about you're family?" Brandon looked down as they walked down the stairs from the temple. "I heard you were raised by dragonflies?" Spyro nodded.

"I was, my egg was found by my mother and father who are the dragonflies. Both me and Sparx hatched on the same day so we think of each others as brothers in a way!" Brandon chuckled.

"Be grateful he isn't you're real brother and he was a dragon." Spyro looked up at his friend.

"How so?"

"A dragon like that with a big ego, world watch out!" the two laughed harder until Brandon held his sides which ached. "Oh and one more thing Spyro," Brandon reached into his pocket and pull out a cloth and passed it to the dragon as Spyro took it with confusion. "To sound-proof your door a bit more." Spyro gave a small frown as he thought what he meant until his eyes grew wide.

"You didn't!" Brandon smirked.

"When we came back home, I had to use the bathroom that night and I walked by your room and well..." he trailed off smiling. "Really, I'm surprised you didn't wake anyone!" Spyro turned away blushing hard as he rubbed his head.

"Oh and you and Saira didn't do it yet!"

"Um..." Brandon looked away this time as Spyro smirked.

"And how does a human mate with a dragoness?" he pressed on.

"Look," answered Brandon. "I won't say anything more if you don't!" Spyro chuckled nodding.

"Deal."

The two kept on with their walking until a thought came to the half breed mind.

"Where is everyone today?" he was talking about all their friends. "Sure I see them around from time to time, but then they say something like they need to go do something; it's kind of weird in a way." Spyro held back a smirk. Knowing all too well about where everyone was at this very moment.

"I'm not so sure Brandon," he answered. "Let's just go to your room, maybe Saira can fill you in?" Brandon gave a slight sigh and nodded. As the two made their way toward his room, a small voice was heard from behind.

"Brandon!" the two looked behind to see the small Mole that said that he was not evil; Brandon smiling remembering who he was, and was surprised that on his back was a small sword.

"Hey their little guy," he went down on one knee as the Mole stopped before him. "What you got there?" the Mole took the blade out and held it in his little paws.

"I was given this yesterday because I became of age to own my first sword!" Brandon smiled.

"Happy be-lated birthday then, hold on!" he brought his hand behind his back and pulled out the same dagger he was given when he and the others fought their way out of Malefor Temple. He also took out a small sheath and held the dagger out. The hilt of the blade had what looked to be a dragon eating the other end of the blade as two wings pushed upward. He sheath the dagger and past it to the small boy. "A gift from me to you," the Mole eyes grew wide as he took the dagger in his little paws and pulled it out. "It saved me a few times when I was escaping from Malefor lair, and now it's yours; make your own story with it!" The Mole smiled and thanked the half breed and turned to leave.

"Oh wait!" he came running back toward Brandon as the human raised a brow. "My name is Alistair!" Brandon smiled and rubbed his head as Alistair smiled.

"It's good to meet you then Alistair." The Mole smiled then looked up at him.

"Happy Birthday to you as well!" then he was gone.

At last the dragon and his friend made it in front of Brandon door as the Halfa opened the door himself. The window were closed and covered and as he walked in the door slammed. Already Brandon was ready, thinking Trake wasn't really dead and came to finished the job until the window was uncovered causing him to go blind.

"Surprised!" Brandon jumped backwards and landed on his rear holding his chest as the room filled with laughter. Nathan was the one laughing the hardest as he went to help the confused friend up.

"The look on your face!" he made a weird mocking scared face as Brandon glared. "Priceless!" Brandon looked around to see that a table with a few boxes with bows and other things were on; a few plates of food and a pitcher of red water. Saira made her way up to Brandon and smiled while nuzzling his cheek giggling.

"Sorry for the scare," she said. "But Nathan said that's what some of you humans do when doing a party like this!" Brandon sighed and chuckled a bit.

"Yeah it's true, we do that at times." Flame and Ember walked up side by side and looked up at him.

"So," answered Flame. "You're now living the life of dragon years now huh?" Brandon nodded. "That's cool; I would hate to lose a friend like you because you're kind die so soon!" Brandon gave a small smile as the door behind them knocked. Saira went to answer as Nathan looked over as well.

"Snow, good you made it!" everyone looked over to see a snow white dragoness, being true to her name. Like Cyril she had blue on her chest to show that she held the power of ice within her. Her blue wings neatly held to her side as her blue eyes looked around; something long and somewhat thick was strapped to her back. "Oh good, you brought it!" she nodded smiling.

"Yeah, not as heavy as I thought it would be mind you." Everyone else looked to each other then to Snow.

"Um..." asked Brandon moving up. "Who are you?" Snow looked over and bowed her head a bit.

"My name is Snow, I'm Cyril student to take his place as the next ice Guardian, and you must be Brandon, the Halfa as everyone calls you and birthday boy?" Brandon nodded.

"Well it's nice to meet you Snow," he bowed in return. "You're welcome to join, because I know Nathan invited you." She smiled.

"Yeah, when he was making your gift we met and got to talking; anyway," she wrapped her tail around the wrapped cloth and past it over to him. "Happy birthday!" Brandon accepted the gift and sat down as he began to unwrap it as he eyes grew wide. Inside looked to be a metal gun, but a deep blue, it looked different because it was to be held by two hands as he picked it up and pointed it away from his friends and mate. He pulled the trigger only to hear a small click as he brought it down.

"Pull the trigger back!" Brandon looked over toward Nathan to see him almost bouncing on the spot as Brandon did. At once the gun started to move and point away from him, to look more like a blade; again Brandon was surprised, knowing what this was.

"A Gunblade!"

Everyone else but Brandon and Nathan was as confused as anything, until Brandon started to tell them that it was like a sword, but could change into the gun as they saw before.

"The cool thing about it too," Nathan said. "Is when you use your fire, ice or lighting attack, it is absorbed into the Gunblade and that's how you use the bullets! As long as you have those powers, you have ammo!" Brandon thanked his human friend and brought it down as Saira passed him the next gift. It was very light and as he opened it; to find it to be cloths. The shirt inside was a deep yellow, the over shirt purple. The pants were also a deep purple as well as the shoes. Brandon looked up as Saira smiled.

"You can thank Stella," she answered. "Since you are a purple dragon, it's only right that you wear the colures right?" Brandon smiled warmly as he hugged her.

"Thank you," he answered. "It's a great gift!" Spyro and Cynder were neck with a small box as he opened it. Inside seemed to be a purple crystal hanging by a thin rope. Brandon brought it over his neck at once and wore the necklace.

"That crystal gives the one who breaks it more power," he answered. "Or a little showoff if you wish." Brandon chuckled.

"I will keep it with me if I so ever need it!" both dragons nodded as he thanked them for their gift. Flame and Ember told him that they didn't have a gift and Brandon only smiled. "You guys being here is a gift enough; thank you." They smiled and nodded as Brandon stood up. "Now," he answered. "How about some food and get this party started!" they all cheered and agreed spending the rest of the day chatting and parting inside the small room; for once, in a long time, they had no worry of the Dark Master plans.

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Alright, as some may know i don't draw, i can't draw blah blah blah, so anyway, i'm glad everyone is lovign this story so much so here what i would liek to say. Any one would would like to have thier OC be in the story for a extra chapter is more then welcome to ask, however since i don't take money (because i dont know how lol) i would ask if the person in question would draw somthign from the story or ask me what i would like. then i will ask said person what they would like. they want a sex one, ill ask if the OC is male or female, who they want to do and so froth, i hope many will ask, since this si my first time doign this, i will only ONLY do three for now, so comment fast if you want. Also, i will see your Art and Story if you want a extra chapter, so i guess this would be a trade, i hate to trade with somthign sucky lol.