Hey Guys back with another chapter. Hopefully I can keep writing, and not get sidetracked with other life stuff. Enjoy!

Chapter 4: The Lost Russian

Jake awoke with a yawn yet again. This time though, looking around, he noticed he was back in the forests with his new friends. Spyro and Cynder were already up and about, preparing and putting out the fire. They talked quietly amongst each other, but Jake couldn't hear a word of their conversation. He noticed some cooked meat placed next to him that was warm. "They must have made breakfast already." Jake thought as he grabbed the meat. Spyro and Cynder noticed him finally, and walked over. They talked while Jake ate, and together they all began the journey yet again for the final time, Jake was excited to see this supposed city, but he was also a little worried for what may come. If he was to be stuck in this world, he would not know what to do.

Hours of travel later, and Jake noticed huge stone walls in the distance. Upon closer inspection he realised that it was the city of Warfang, As they got closer, Jake all the guards of the many different races patrolling the towers and walls. In their light chained guard armor, they walked along the wall, some holding shields and a shield sword, while others had huge pikes, or battle axes on their backs. Jake watched them as they got ever closer to the wall. He wasn't surprised about the guards and their weapons. He figured from the small talk he had with Spyro and Cynder, that they were still in the age of poor technology advancements. Jake just only thought of one thing, he would have no access to ammo for his weapons once they are out.

As they finally arrived, and began flying over the wall and into the city, Jake was amazed. The city was huge with tall towers, buildings going far into the distance, bustling markets every where, and streets filled with moles, cheetahs, dragons and canines walking and doing normal things for their life. Jake continued following Spyro and Cynder, and listened as Spyro spoke, "Welcome to Warfang. This is the capital of the dragon realms and home to the four kings. We must get to the temple close to the city center. That is where we will find the Guardians, and can learn about how you got here and what we can do." Jake nodded in agreement accepting that he might actually be able to go home.

When they were a few blocks out from the temple, Spyro and Cynder began descending to the streets. Jake followed close behind to not get separated in the crowds. When they landed Spyro and Cynder were quick to keep moving and watch for Jake to not get lost. Jake followed at a quick pace, but also took the time to look around. The streets were quite wide easily being able to be an avenue on Earth. Small street vendors were sparsely populating the sides, yelling to get customers and offering the "BEST" deals.

Jake stopped for a moment while looking around. In a side alley was a bright red dragon with a dark grey underbelly. At first he appeared to be talking to someone in a crowd, but as Jake focused with his years of training and time fighting terrorists, he knew that from the multiple glances and stares of shock and quick movement to hide, that the dragon was watching him to close for comfort. He tried to keep his eye on the drake, but he had vanished in the crowd. He tried locating him, and failed, giving up and returning to his friends. Spyro and Cynder were stopped ahead a few yards, giving him a questionable look, when they saw his look of a hunter searching for his prey. Jake walked up to them, and ushered them to continue on while he said while he looked over the nearby crowds, " I saw a strange dragon giving me some weird looks, like he recognised me, but vanished before I could do anything."

The group continued on, Jake looked around while doing so, hoping to find the dragon. When they finally reached the main gates, Spyro walked to the armored dragon at the gate. Cynder walked up to him to and they chatted with the drake. Jake watched, keeping quiet as they did so. He ignored the conversation and looked around for the last time. Finally, Jake saw the dragon he was hunting for. As he noticed him flying straight towards him. Jake only was able to notice the similar crystal necklace around his neck before being grabbed and lifted and the air and dragged off. Spyro, Cynder, and the guard noticed the struggle, and they immediately gave chace.

Jake tried fighting, but with little fighting experience in the new body, failed miserably. It didn't matter though, cause the dragon only took him to a nearby alley before dropping him in a pile of wooden crates, breaking on impact causing dust and wood fragments to fly everywhere.

The dragon walked up to the confused Jake, and began talking very rapidly. "Кто ты? Где генерал Владислав? Ответь мне!"(Who are you? Where is General Vladislav? Answer me!) That was all the drake could yell before the dragon was tackled by a fast purple blob. Jake was beginning to come to his senses, when he noticed the blob was Spyro. Jake shook his head returning his senses and quickly got back on all fours and off his back. Ignoring the pain from his wings, he rushed to Spyro. Cynder and the guard from the temple gate were at the entrance and rushed to Spyro as well. Spyro didn't have to fight the dragon as the others approached they saw Spyro getting up and an unconscious dragon below him.

Jake gently pushed Spyro aside bringing a "The hell?" from the purple drake. Jake ignored Spyro as he reached for the necklace around the dragon's neck. All the dragons were astonished but Jake as the red dragon laying unconscious in the alley way began shifting into a different creature entirely.

The now human still laid on the floor with an even breathe, but now had a uniform on. The human was dressed in a Spetsnaz Commando uniform with a fully customized AK-47 strapped to his back and a Makarov pistol attached to his hip. A Combat knife could be seen on his vest crossing over the harness. On his head sat a red beret similar in color to that of his scales in his dragon form.

Jake cursed under his breathe as he watched the transformation. He hadn't guessed the Russians would be here, but he should have. It was Russian tech that brought him here. He then remembered what the Russian was speaking to him. A few of the words he remembered quite well, infact just two. "генерал Владислав." Jake knew that those words were a name from his mission. Commander Vladislav, that was the name of the leading commander of the teleporter project. The man in charge of the device that brought him here. If he was here, then others were more likely here too, and a chance to get home. He had to get that russian to talk more. His old life depended on it...

4 Hours later

Blurriness was all the russian could see at first, then everything came at him like being hit by a truck. The pain, the fight, and the dragon that charged him into darkness. Looking around, he saw he was in his human form. Bound to a chair with rope, He saw that he was in what must be the dragons version of an interrogation chamber/ cell. He could see the small hay covered bed and bucket covered in flies. Disgust came upon his face as he got a whiff of the bucket. Continuing on he saw that in front of him was the only door. Heavy and covered fully in metal. A small slot stood in the middle as a peep hole.

He began to think as he muttered in irritation. His cover was blown, he is separated from his only way home, and he is trapped in a cell. "What else can happen to make my life worse." the russian thought. His head turned back to the door as it opened and four dragons entered arguing amongst each other.

"Sorry to push you around when I'm not in charge, but this man is from my world. I should be the one to talk to him." said Jake entering the room behind a bigger and older light ice blue dragon. Spyro and Cynder followed behind Jake, and Spyro spoke in Jake's defence. "He is right Cyril. Let him lead. He knows what to ask the human."

" I am the Guardian here Spyro, you're the one to refuse the fire guardian spot along with Cynder as the shadow guardian. Plus, I do not know this dragon, Jake. He could be dangerous just like this huuuman," Cyril replied in his normal snobbish tone and adding infosys on the new word to the drake while pointing a claw at the man in the chair. "As a dragon of pure noble and royal blood, I will ask the questions here." Spyro with an annoyed expression, rolled his eyes before answering the snobbish guardian. " Jake here, knows more about him then we do. And you're just here because Terrador is at a meeting with the Kings and Volteer and the others are in classes." Cyril gave a look of disgust and ignored the purple hero and faced the imprisoned russian.

The russian looked at the arguing group with an amused look. He flinched when they began to talk about Jake and he became confused at his non russian name. When Cyril looked towards him and began asking questions, the russian put on a stern face and kept quite like he was trained. Only speaking a little few words in his native tongue which confused everyone but Jake. The russian locked eyes with Jake as they stared each other down both with amused faces because of the confused guardian.

Jake removed his necklace and after he shifted put it in his chest pocket of his vest. The russian looked in horror when he saw the now human and the flag on his uniform. Now speaking in a language they recognised, the russian began to yell, "AMERICAN! HOW? HOW DID YOU GET HERE! WE WERE THE ONLY ONES WITH THE TECH!"

Jake looked at the angered and scared soldier as he walked over to the human nudging Cyril aside he pondered at the two, stepping aside willingly( for once in his life). "My team and I raided your lab. We found the device, but it teleported me when I grabbed it. Now shoving the russian's chair forcing him onto the floor still strapped on his back slamming his head in the process on the stone floor. The stunned drakes began to step forward surprised at Jake's aggressiveness. Jake put up a hand to stop the drakes, and continued on speaking, " Now. You're going to tell me how many of you are here, where they are, and how I can get home. You russian scum."

The russian smiled as he ignored the pain from his head. He leaned as far forward as he could in the chair before speaking with his thick accent. "You stupid American. I am russian. I will never try and seek help from the likes of you." Jake stepped back with a dumbfounded look before stepping back with a smile on his face. "I didn't offer help. Why would you need it?" The russian cursed under his breathe. "I am done talking. I will only talk to my fellow comrades not you American. The russian turned his head to prove his point and stopped talking. Jake pulled his chair back to where it was originally and walked towards the exit. The three dragons still very confused of what had just happened stood still. " Is that it? You're giving up just like that." yelled Cyril at the American. Jake kept walking to the door, only turning his head partially at the last second.

"He is a russian commando, the only way he'll tell us anything useful is if you use some very gruesome means of torture, and I am not doing that. You can if you want, but I know you don't have the guts to handle something that gruesome with your "royal and noble" blood." Jake answered smirking at the joke before leaving the dragons in the cell to themselves.

The dragons looked at the russian soldier. Still keeping his head turned and avoiding eye contact, they knew somehow that Jake was right. Spyro and Cynder both looked towards Cyril. "So do you have the guts? I'm not that harsh. I changed since then. Spyro is to innocent." asked Cynder with a smirk, and Spyro nodding in agreement even if she insulted him. Cyril just gave an angered look at the two younger dragons before saying, "Shut it." and storming out of the room. Spyro and Cynder followed afterward, leaving the russian in peace with only his thoughts to keep him company.

The russian stayed with his head down thinking. "Damit Vitaly, you just had to get caught! Now you have little to no chance to warn your superiors of the new threat. That your commander has betrayed the motherland, and is using its troops to disobey orders and march on this world's nations. These dragons have no idea of the threat coming their way…"

I'll leave that on a cliff hanger. Just to say this, I do not speak Russian, I just used google translator, so don't hate if it's wrong. Hope you enjoyed, and I am hopefully able to promise this is going to be the shortest of the chapters for a while. Only just four pages. My goal is at least ten pages a chapter. If you enjoyed, please review on what your opinions are, Ill listen to criticism if it helps get me better.

Until next time, DragonTrooper out.