Spyro Rise of the Moon
Chapter 1: Battle Above the Clouds
Two dragons soared high above a rippling sea of trees. One of the dragons, a female, had night black scales, and crimson red wings. Her name was Cynder, and her past was as black as her scales; she was rescued by a very heroic and handsome male dragon of purple scales. The dragon gliding along beside her was that very same dragon, whose wings were yellow like a dandelion. His name was Spyro, a purple dragon and a rarity among his kind.
This amazing duo has been on many adventures together and have survived many perils and they had made many friends and many enemies. Spyro has lost one friend that was like a father to him, a dragon named Ignitus. There mere thought of him could send Spyro into tears. This new adventure that the duo will embark on will be one of their strangest adventures yet.
"Woohoo!" Spyro exclaimed as he flapped fast through the clouds. "Come on slowpoke I bet you can't catch me."
"Slowpoke?" Cynder grinned mischievously as she tried to catch up to him. "Spyro I am going to make you eat those words."
"I would like to see you try." Spyro smiled.
Spyro and Cynder were playing a game of chase through several clouds. Spyro and Cynder's wings were damaged from a recent battle with a very dangerous foe, that they barely survived from. Their bodies were also in bad shape, threatening to collapse if exerted too much.
"I am going to get you Spyro." Cynder spoke and got up real close to Spyro's tail but missed grabbing it by a few inches.
"Your going to have to try alot harder than that to catch me." Spyro laughed playfully.
"Spyro your going to be so dead!" Cynder growled and was no longer amused.
The great chase continued with Spyro baiting Cynder along the way. A few times Cynder managed to grab his tail, before it was pulled out of her paws.
"Well that has not stopped me yet." Spyro grinned. "Besides it is sort of sad to see the Terror of the Skies outwitted by a purple dragon."
"Ooh you purple pest come back here and I will show you that Malefor's former general is just as good." Cynder growled, her blood boiling from Spyro's comment.
"Okay I will give you a shot." Spyro laughed and stopped flying further away.
"Now is my chance." laughed Cynder and then disappeared from view using her shadow powers.
Spyro was used to Cynder using her powers from time to time, but this sort of surprised him.
"Cynder where did you go?" asked Spyro. "Come back I was only teasing."
"Gotcha." Cynder spoke as she collided with Spyro upon reappearing.
"Oof." Spyro replied as he felt Cynder collide with him.
"Lets see how you handle this purple boy!" Cynder growled and began to take on the evil that once possed her.
Spyro and Cynder began to plummet to the ground with the two dragons locked in a death grip. Their wings beginning to tear pieces of membrane off due to their fast speed.
"Cynder what are you doing?" asked Spyro with fear. "This is madness!"
"Ha ha ha ha I have never felt so alive till now." Cynder grinned with a hint of evil in her voice. "The Terror of the Skies has risen again and will fulfill her promise!"
"The Terror of the Skies?" Spyro was confused and then understood. "Cynder you must break free, think about the people you will hurt."
"Why should I care!" Cynder growled and then began to scratch at him. "The Cynder you knew is dead and gone! All that exists is Malfor's servant!"
The two dragons got even closer to the ground from their quick descent. Large pieces of wing membrane tore off from the two dragons due to the damage suffered from a previous fight.
"Forgive me for this, Cynder." Spyro cried and unleashed a fireball at Cynder, he screamed from the pain that Cynder inflicted upon him in her evil state.
"Ahhhh." screamed Cynder as she felt the fireball hit her. "Why you little worm!"
Cynder then recoiled and hit Spyro in the chest with her tail blade, ripping out a piece of flesh.
"Ahhhhh." screamed Spyro in pain and grabbed the spot that Cynder hit. He then found out that blood was running from the wound.
"The first taste of blood." Cynder smirked. "Prepare to die dragon!"
The two dragons continued their fight against each other and soon each of them had large cuts to their chest and body. Even their wings were not safe from the struggle.
"Never! I know the good Cynder is in there and will fight you!" Spyro replied as he coughed up blood and continued the fight against the dark Cynder. "Cynder I know the good in you is still there, fight this evil presence."
"You are a fool she is gone, there is only the Terror of the Night now!" the evil Cynder smirked, but was also bleeding heavily. "Arrg face it dragon you are done!"
"I have failed, but I will not let my death be in vain." Spyro growled and used the last pieces of his remaining strength to fire off one more fireball at evil Cynder which burned her more than the first.
"Arrgh!" Cynder screamed in pain before unleashing one more blow with her tail. "Now for that dragon you die! The purple savior no more!"
Spyro's eyes closed as the blow hit him shattering his last remaining strength. Spyro's body began to descend rapidly to the ground, his wings completely torn.
"Hahaha so long Spyro!" evil Cynder laughed before the good in Cynder finally took control. "Noooo! What have I done!"
Cynder then looked at the blood on her paws and understanding what it meant. Cynder then flew over to Spyro and used her wings to break his fall as much as she could before the two hit the ground.
Upon impacting the ground Cynder's wings shattered from the force while trying to protect Spyro. Spyro was saved by Cynder's heroic effort and suffered less damage while rolling to a stop on the ground.
"Oof. Spyro, Spyro are you okay?" asked Cynder after getting up with slight pain.
Spyro remained motionless and silent as his lifeblood steadily drained out of him.
"Spyro, Spyro please don't leave!" Cynder screamed at the top of her lungs as her tears of sorrow fell to the ground.
The once heroic dragon Spyro lay broken on the cold ground, with a pool of blood flowing around him. Cynder crawled over to him slowly due to her injuries. Now is one of those times where I wish I had a white dragon. Cynder thought as she knew that white dragons could provide healing. Even though the didn't fight well their healing was a very big advantage for those in need.
"Spyro you were the best friend I ever had." Cynder started to weep. "You believed in me, when no one else would."
In the distance from where the two dragons were, a glimmering red light began to shine. Cynder felt the red light on her eye and thought, it was a reflection from Spyro's blood. Spyro was bleeding pretty bad, his magnificent wings were soaked with blood and broken.
"Now I see the blood of him, never to know another sunrise." Cynder cried. "I have now become the monster, I once was..."
The dying sun intensified the red light, as it continued to shine through the trees. Could it be? thought Cynder as she painfully began to crawl towards the red light. Spyro didn't notice Cynder beginning to crawl away from him.
"Spyro I will be back with help." Cynder sighed, uncertain on whether she would make it to the red light. As Cynder continued to crawl toward the red light, she began to feel weak the further she crawled away from Spyro. The light in the distance, steadily getting closer.
"What is happening to me?" asked Cynder. "Why do I feel so weak?"
It seemed that the purple dragon Spyro, was having an effect on her. Whether it was Spyro or not, Cynder couldn't tell. What she did notice as she looked back, was a trail of blood going from Spyro to her tail. No! she thought as she realized that the blood was draining from her at a quicker rate then she acknowledged, the blood gushing from her chest.
"I must pick up the pace for Spyro's sake." Cynder yelled.
After a while she finally spotted the red light, ending in some red rocks. These red rocks are the dragon's life blood, enabling the dragons to heal themselves. Cynder was pretty weak and tried to reach out to grab the rock but missed. She then attempted again to grab it.
"Come on just a few more inches." Cynder cried out in pain.
Cynder missed again, she knew that Spyro was depending upon her. She made a few more attempts, but her body was wearing out from her blood loss. Her vision began to fade, her strength was finally gone and she toppled over.
"Spyro I am so sorry but I failed you." Cynder cried one last time before her eyes finally closed.
So ends the life of Spyro and Cynder, the two heroes killed by each others claws. Some where away from the two dragons, a group of field mice are playing in a field of grass. They don't know about the dragons persay, but yet in these small creatures, exist a happy hear that is willing to lend a paw in need.
"You can't catch me." giggled the mouse girl as she ran through the tall grass.
"Oh yes I can." the boy mouse smiled.
"I will get you first." spoke another boy mouse.
"You must know us girls are the best runners." another girl mouse replied.
The four mice continued to scamper across the ground, until they hit a rocky area. The four mice stopped, but the first one gazed at the mass beyond the rocks.
"Come on lets explore, I would love to see what is past those rocks." the mouse girl spoke.
"No Kelly our parents told us, we are not to cross the rocky area." the boy mouse warned.
"I agree with Sam, I heard that evil snakes and beasts lie past there." the other mouse boy nodded.
"Vincent does have a point, maybe we should turn back." the other mouse girl replied.
"Paula that is an old mouse's tail." Kelly laughed looking fearless as she climbed over the rocks and onto the red rock.
"Well I guess it can't hurt to be here for a little bit." Sam sighed and climbed up after Kelly.
"Um I think us two will stay down here." Paula spoke as she watched the two ascend.
Vincent nodded in agreement listening to Paula's words.
As the two mice began to crawl across the red rock while playing chase, they began to scrap small chunks of the rock down towards Cynder, which landed on her body. The power of the red rocks began to work it's magic.
"Glad to see that you are up here with me for some fun Sam. You two are missing out of a beautiful view up here." Kelly spoke.
"The view from here is quite amazing you can see trees stretching for miles." Sam smiled.
"Um I prefer the ground, that looks a little too high for me." Vincent spoke.
"Besides it is dangerous, you two could possibly fall off." Paula warned, since she was the eldest of the four.
"Danger? I laugh at the face of danger. Hahahaha!" Kelly laughed.
Cynder's body began to move as the red crystal flowed into her, she was starting to rise, her eyes slowly beginning to open.
"Kelly! Kelly I just saw a mountain of black rocks move." Sam replied.
"That is no mountain that is a beast!" Paula shouted.
"Everyone run!" Vincent screamed.
Vincent and Paula were the first to leave as they began to head for home, scampering quickly. Cynder's head was now level with the rock. Some one must have brought me back. thought Cynder and then looked at the mice directly. I can see some mice.
"What? Oh it really is a beast, Eeeeeeppp!" Kelly squeled as she scrambled down the rock. Sam was following close behind her before he split off.
"Well, well, well looks like I get a meal as well." Cynder laughed as she crawled after them. "I am going to catch you little foodlings!"
"Sam we need to make it to the grass line quickly, before the beast catches us!" Kelly yelled.
"I hope we can make it." Sam replied as he was running to the left of her.