Disclaimer : I do NOT own anything related to The legend of spyro, or any other of his games.
Those belong to their owners.
Also, bear in mind that english is NOT my maternal language, so do not be surprised if you find some grammar mistakes or bad spelling here and there. And this is my first story ever. So please try to be indulgent.
Finally, the rate at which I'll upload the different chapter will most likely be quite variable, I will try to upload one chapter a week though.
« Normal talking »
'Thoughts'
-Chapter one -
Warfang. The city of dragons. Built by moles as a gift to them. Even though a few of its great buildings are now but rubble and the fires still burning from the battle against the golem, it still offered a great view by night.
One of the many buildings that fortunately survived the war against Malefor, the Dark Master, was a vast, two story tall building. And while the surrounding structures were all ornamented, stone finely sculpted, this one was plain, built for functionality only. However, this building was, and still is, one of warfang's most important place : Warfang's jail. Despite it's seemingly plain exterior, it was one of the most complex structures the moles built in this city. Its insides were designed to be a real maze, filled to the brim with locks and guards to prevent any escape for any and all prisoners that were deemed guilty enough to be thrown in one of their cells. To make it even harder to break out, the jail went deep underground, especially the cells made to host high security inmates. In one such cell, chained to the walls and ceiling by its neck and all four of its limbs, eyes closed, the prisoner was silently contemplating about the events that led him here.
'Heh, at least they didn't take my clothes' he thought, looking down to see his brown, worn dark leather trench coat, still wrapped around his body.
'So, I guess this is a good moment to make an assessment of everything that happened…..' And with that, he thought back to what seemed to be an appropriate time to go from.
3 and a half year prior :
In a swamp, you could see a figure calmly walking, its body upright, about 2,3 meters tall, wearing a worn, dark brown leather trench coat. Secured on its back was a black backpack. He was carrying a light brown staff, with dark metal ends, and using it as a walking cane. On his face was strapped a light gray featureless porcelain mask, with holes for the eyes obscured by some black fabric. And though it seemed to be taking a happy stroll, a trained eye could see that it was on its guard. As it stopped at the base of a giant mushroom to take a small break, its head perked up when some of the most peculiar noises came from the surrounding area. « Apes. Didn't know they sent scouting parties so far into these parts. » a masculine, laid back voice coming from the creature remarked. 'Perhaps they were on their way to the temple but got lost on the way ? That's be rich !'. Seemingly on a whim, the masked being oriented himself towards where the howls came from and got back to walking. « Hopefully they haven't sighted either of them… Oh well. » And with that, he began to whistle a happy tune that would be quite fun to sing if you were being crucified (AN : Thumbs up if you get the reference. If not: watch?v=jHPOzQzk9Qo ).
A couple minutes later, the being came across a small clearing, and from the foliage, he observed those who were out in the open. 'As I thought, a scouting party.' As he thought, in the clearing stood a small group of apes, one of them holding a small cage containing what looked like a dragonfly. One the other side, facing them was a quite unique creature : a purple dragon. 'Ooooh, he grew since the last time I saw him. And if he's here, that means the one in the cage is his adoptive brother. What was his name again ? Sparz ? No. Sparts ? Oh whatever, not really important.' Just as the observer finished his internal rant, the purple dragon cried out, unleashing a stream of fire towards the apes. 'Mmmmmh most interesting, most interesting indeed.' the being told himself.
Spyro POV :
'What just happened ?! Did I just spit fire out of my mouth ?!' Looking right in front of me, eyes wide, I couldn't believe what just transpired. I mean, it's not natural for a dragonfly, even one like me, to just be able to generate fire like that !
As quickly as the shock came, it went away when I saw that the apes were fleeing, some of them with their clothes or tail still on fire. I suddenly heard their leader yell « Take care of 'em ! I gotta report to Cynder ! ». And with that, he fled the fight while the other apes gathered back in front of me. I immediately prepared myself to take care of them. Thanks to my new-found hem…. abilities, the task was way easier that a few minutes before. However, a few moments later, I realized that an ape got right behind me, and that his huge spiked club was already on its path towards my head, time seemed to slow down as I realized that there was now way I could completely evade or parry that blow, and that when it would hit, it would hit hard, considering its size, apparent mass, and speed. 'No ! I got cocky !' I thought while closing my eyes. Just an instant before I thought the blow would come, I suddenly heard a « CRACK » of wood being broken. Opening my eyes, I saw the surprised face of my attacker, his look fixed on what used to be the most massive part of his weapon, flying through the air right above my head. This did not stop here though, as a small, round and gray object came flying at his face, knocking him back. Taking the opportunity, I went or it and slashed him with my claws. This fight was done in mere tenths of seconds. Looking toward the general area the projectile came from, I only saw a small blur of white disappearing in the vegetation around it. Remembering the battle, I looked around, and saw nobody in the clearing except Sparx and I. While I walked over to him, Sparx exclaimed « Get me out of there. Spyro. I think my wings are singed... ». After freeing him, I stepped back a little bit and asked him « Are you okay ? » To that, he responded « You almost torched me dude…. Wait. » And as he too began to understand the situation, from the corner of my vision, something shiny caught my attention. I went to look at it, and found on the ground the projectile that hit that ape a few moments ago. Now that I could clearly see it, I realized that it was made from some sort of metal, and that there was some kind of small paper wrapped around it. I unrolled it and saw some kind of symbol drawn on it. It was divided in two parts, a plain, black one, and a white one with what looked like an opened black hand seen from the side coming out of the black part, as if to warn something not to get any closer.
Taking the paper in my hand, Sparx and I began the trek back to our home.
Meanwhile :
'Ah crap, I was almost spotted...At least I now know that the kid can take care of himself. If only a little bit… He'll still need some training though.'. The creature looked satisfied, and stopped after running for a few minutes to get away from the small battle that took place. Out of the interior of his trench coat, he took out the tool he used to help the purple dragon and inspected it. A black slingshot made out of metal. 'Heh, it's always a blast to use this. Maybe I should try to craft some more interesting ammunition for it. Steel balls can only do so much.'. With that thought, he put the slingshot back where he took it.
He got back to walking, still in an almost happy gait, but internally assessing the current situation. 'I remember that one of those apes back there ran away to report. But I don't think it would be wise to stop him. If nobody comes back from that scouting party, they'll probably send back a shit ton of apes back out of fear of an unknown force that could present a serious threat to them. Whereas if that one ape is allowed to go back to his leaders, they'll still send something more than another scouting party, but considering how stupid the apes are, and the level the purple dragon is currently at, they'll underestimate him for sure. At least for some time…' Still strolling through the swamp, the creature brought his backpack in front of him, and picked out a glass bottle halfway filled with water, opened it, and while holding his mask up a little bit, began to drink a few gulps out of it. 'For now, the top priority is getting him trained so that he can face what is coming for him, and if what my informants told me, the one being that fits the bill is not so far away from here. Hopefully it'll give him the wake up call he needs right now… And to think I was in the area just to get some unique supplies at my local hideout. I guess I'll do that and drop by at the temple, might as well try to do some cleaning there.'
With that thought, he put the canteen back in his backpack which he strapped on, and continued his walk through the swamps.
And first chapter is done. As I said before, there's probably a few misspells or grammar mistakes here and there. Hopefully it'll get better as I upload more chapters.
I do not know yet if I'll separate the story in three parts or do it in one go, I guess we'll see in the future. Don't hesitate to make a review, constructive criticism is welcome.
Anyway I hope you guys liked it, and that I'll keep the chapters coming for a while.