The Twilight Series of Spyro the Dragon
This poses as the continuing from The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon. The journey continues with whole new start!
Disclaimer: I don't own ANY of the original Spyro characters. But I do have OC's. Enjoy!
-Twilight Legend: Doomsday's Arrival-
-Chapter One: Untold Tales-
Spyro was found sleeping by his beloved, Cynder. They put darkness to an end two days ago…at least that's what they think. A shimmering light floated above Spyro's head. It was Sparx "Wake up, purple fatty! Ignitus wants to talk to you." He blurted, disturbing their slumber.
"Sparx, must you disturb so early?" Spyro asked in a husky tone. "Not if I can help it." Sparx replied, bluntly. "Now move!" he continued. Spyro rolled his eyes and got up. He glanced at Cynder and gave a small nudge on her cheek.
"Wake up my sweet love." Spyro whispered. Cynder opened her eyes slowly. "Good morning my beloved Spyro." She spoke softly. Spyro giggled and helped her up. Sparx felt disgusted and went ahead of them. Spyro and Cynder went out of their den and walked over to the temple where they saw Ignitus, Volteer and Cyril.
Terrador was at the egg chamber, guarding the newly born eggs. "Good morning, Ignitus." Spyro greeted as he walked in. "Good morning Spyro. We want to talk about you're one of our newer dragons." Ignitus said, walking up to them.
"Is our child a purple or black?" Cynder asked. "Purple, the small dragon is a new legend." Ignitus replied. "That's great news, Ignitus…but is there something wrong with it?" Spyro asked, a little nervous.
"No, it is just fine…but one of another dragon egg does have a slight miscalculation." Ignitus answered. "Who would that be…?" Cynder asked. Ignitus walked slowly to a nest that contained a silver egg.
"Oh my…" Cynder gasped. "What? There doesn't appear to be wrong with it, only the silver coating." Spyro said. "Spyro, a silver dragon usually means that Doomsday holds nigh." Ignitus said, unfortunate. "Doomsday, what happens on Doomsday?" Spyro asked.
Ignitus sighs heavily. "Spyro…let me explain this…unfortunate day…" Ignitus said.
'There is an ancient legend known as Twilight. Doomsday holds as the first day of a new force of evil. This legend began because of two dragons, Lycia and Bronzo. These two dragons were both silver. The only element they knew was Doomsday. Doomsday was and is a powerful element. If used correctly, it can be used wisely.
But…these two dragons were born during the Darkest Hour. Any dragon born during this hour is known to be evil. You've defeated the Master of evil, but haven't defeated the true evil. Now, continuing these dragons.
Lycia is a female silver dragon, she ruled the Northern Island. Her forces usually were bugs and insects. And Bronzo is a male silver dragon, he ruled the Diean Open. His forces were small corrupted animals.
One day, when both of them collided, it started the first war. I myself was a hatchling, but I do know one thing…when the final silver dragon appeared…he was never seen again. His name was Syran; he was truly the master of evil.
He stopped the war like nothing, he began to gain power. A comet shot from the sky hitting the ground, an earthquake followed suit. Then meteors fell and killed most of us, me and the other Guardians made it with few others.
The final smash…was pure darkness. Syran forced the sun and the moon to collide, the Quantain Eclipse began. This eclipse is…unexplainable…when the sun and the moon collide…the world sorts of twist and…like I said…unexplainable…
When they collided, Twilight began…during twilight every dragon was turned down. They would be blinded, or dead. Twilight is something that needs to be stopped, Spyro. And thus…Doomsday holds nigh.
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Spyro was bewildered. He couldn't believe what evil could do on this particular day. "This is horrible!" Cynder cried. "Don't worry young ones; this dragon was not born during the Darkest Hour." Cyril reminded. "But, Doomsday's arrival should not come to pass, this is still very dangerous." Volteer said.
"How shall we stop this, Ignitus?" Spyro asked. "All we can do is… wait for this dragon to hatch, we shall awake early tomorrow. Now that I've explained, please go ahead and get some rest, we shall talk later today. You are dismissed." Ignitus huffed.
Spyro and Cynder nod and left to go back to their den. "Well, well, well Spyro buddy. You seem to always get under when the world's in danger." Sparx taunted. "This serious, Sparx." Spyro huffed. "Yea, yea whatever, like I'm-" Sparx blurts until he was cut off by a strong flap of wings.
Above his head was a bright light that flew in front of his face. Spyro squinted to see what it was, to his eyes…it was a silver coated dragon. "Spyro…you don't think…" Cynder stammered. Spyro had no time, he flew to the dragon with his chest heaving.
He reached the dragon and blew a green stone (Earth) at it. The silver dragon caught glance at him and swirled behind him and blew a silver beam. Spyro was knocked against a tree. "Fool…" the dragon murmured.
Spyro was left, bewildered. Who was that? Could it be Bronzo…? Or Lycia…? Or maybe just Syran? We will find out soon enough.