Welcome to a brand new series that has been in the works for a couple weeks now!
Within these past few days, returning to my old school schedule and it's been a bad couple days. So I apologise in advance if these scripts seem kinda choppy; my friends just go along and help with some grammar here and there. FUN FACT: this was originally chapters 1 and 2 separated, but I just decided to mash them together.
I'll be honest, I'm not sure if I will post a new chapter of Dragonriders' Destiny, Undertails (HIATUS), or something else yet. I have been so busy with work (and my school doesn't understand the concept of "giving out large amount of homework" (we had to go to a play that day, and they gave us about 5 things on that day…). Anyway, chapter one of this new series will now begin!
SPOILERS FOR THE ENDING OF DAWN OF THE DRAGON!
FYI: this does take place after DotD; for HTTYD, it's about a month since Season 4 ended (hopefully that will clear some confusion in the start). I do not own any of the main character! Only (if any) possible OCs!
Edit of 4/7/19: HI guys! my new series: Sonic Boom: Temporal Troubles is now available! Please check it out! Also, if you have any questions about Dragonriders' Destiny, PM to me! I'm making a QnA in the future about this series and I want to know your questions!
"YOU CAN NOT DEFEAT ME! I AM ETERNAL!" Malefor screeched at the top of his demonic lungs as he fired a beam of dark energy towards Spyro and Cynder. The duo retaliated and fired their own beams of purple energy. The beams collided, starting an epic beam struggle. It took all the effort of Spyro and Cynder that it started to hurt more than the battle.
"Just… hold… on…" Spyro barely managed to speak out as the beam struggle continued. Then, the power of the 2 hero's energy overwhelmed that of Malefor's and struck him. He recoiled back, doing summersaults, onto a nearby platform. Malefor struggled to get up as the 2 dragons approached him. Without warning, 5 ghost like dragons appeared underneath the rock he was standing on and hovered above him.
"WHAT IS THIS?" Malefor beckoned his anger as the dragons circled him. His puzzlement got the better of him as at the last moment, he noticed the dragon apparitions had made a move. They shot under him and a purple-pink like aura emanated from below him. He noticed the ground was rising, no… he was sinking! They were pulling him down! Malefor tried to fly away, but the pull was to immense for him to move.
"NNOOO-" Malefor screeched his last word as the sura engulfed him completely, and dissipated. The planet then began to shake around Spyro and Cynder as the two were flying. Large spews of Magma entered the chamber all around them and cracks began to form The crystal rock where Malefor became trapped in began to glow a bright pink as Spyro and Cynder landed on the ground. Cynder landed on the ground with a hard thud. That battle had drained most of her strength, she barely had enough to move. Limping towards her companion, she approached her purple friend. He noticed her approaching out of the corner of his eye and turned toward her. He was hurt like she was, but didn't show any sign of pain.
Cynder gave a small sigh," Spyro, i'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Spyro looked at her with contempt," Don't be. Its over."
She looked above to the sky as the planet's broke apart and revealed the fiery sky," so this is it?"
Spyro didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes and looked down. Was she right? Was this it? Is there any hope for the world? From deep in his mind, he heard a voice. It sounded like a whisper, but the voice… it sounded like… Ignitus? The voice carried on in his head.
"Spyro… when a dragon dies, he does not truly leave this world. His spirit lives on, binding itself with nature, offering hope for the future…" Ignitus' voice faded away as Spyro's eyes shot open with hope. A hope that will save the world. He looked forward with determination and got into a ready stance.
"I know what I need to do. Just get out of here Cynder," Spyro told his companion, but she refused with a look.
"Spyro, no… You don't have to do anything. Let's just go!" Cynder cried out, but Spyro looked at her in pure confusion.
"Where, Cynder? There'll be nothing left! The world is breaking apart!" Spyro shouted as the sound of hot magma filled his ears. He looked at her with determination," But I think I can stop it. I think I'm meant to." He looked into his friend's eyes, the look saddened, but she didn't show it. Instead, she just nodded with a compassionate smile," then I'm with you..."
Spyro closed his eyes and began to float in the air. He felt the Convexity all around him as he gathered all his strength to use it one last time. The aura around him grew and glowed a heavy pink, and he embraced it to fix the world. Before he expelled all his might, he heard one last thing from Cynder that made him happy, a small, but comforting "I love you…" before a immense blast of Convexity fired from him. It engulfed him, Cynder, and the world.
Slowly, steadily the planet began to return whole as chunks of land floated down to where they originally were; and with that, a mighty blast erupted from the planet, keeping it together forever.
Cynder shielded her eyes from the light that Spyro gave, and she thought Sparx made a good enough lamp. She got a glance of the world above her slowly coming down and covered the land. A sound caught her attention and she looked back at Spyro. All of a sudden, a large explosion of purple light erupted from Spyro and engulfed them both. Once it had settled, Cynder retracted her wings to see what happened. The cavern was closed off from the rest of the world, magma had stopped oozing out of the crust, and everything was still. She nearly jumped for joy until she remembered: Spyro… SPYRO!
Panic filled her eyes as she looked for her companion, but the only thing she found was a pile of rubble where he originally was. Limping as fast she could, she made her way toward the crystals. She began to frantically throw rocks out of her way as he looked for her mate. Every rock thrown added to her worry, as she continued to searched. After what felt like hours of searching, she noticed a horn sticking out of the rubble. Her eyes widened, Spyro… Cynder continued to uncover her comrade until she threw the last rock of of him. The sight of Spyro made her sick. He was badly injured, several areas of scales are gone and replaced with blood. His left arm was bending in a way that it shouldn't be. He was bruised and battered with blood covering him like the purple of his scales.
Cynder checked him for a pulse; he was still alive, still breathing… barely… Mustering up all her power, she attempted to pick him up, but a rumbling sound caught her ears. The ground beneath them began to rumble and parts of the crystal began to fall off.
"Oh, this is not good, at all!" Cynder shouted with panic as the floor beneath them cracked. Then without warning, the crystal broke apart, sending Cynder and an Injured Spyro down in it. Cynder tried to fly out, but Spyro was too heavy to take with her. She screamed as she fell toward the magma below. Looking down at her mate and the magma, she took a breath and prepared for the impending doom. But an eerie white light appeared below them and engulfed the two falling dragons. Cynder looked at the light and was instantly knocked out, completely unaware of what had happened to the two, and what will become of them…
Berserker Island…
It has been over a month since "Project: Shellfire", over a month since almost all was lost… Heather was on patrol with Windsheer, keeping an eye out for any potential sign of a future attack; even though it has been a month, she still had to remain alert. Windsheer gave a small screech, causing Heather to fade away from her thoughts.
"What is it girl?" Heather asked her scaly companion, who returned with a coo.
"I know, it's just been really hard with reconstruction. Knowing the fact it's still out there, and it might return," Heather gave an honest answer, but little did she know of the person behind her.
"SISTER!" a voice yelled out from behind her, nearly making her fall off her dragon. She and Windsheer turned to see Dagur riding his Triplestrike, waving energetically.
Heather smiled and gave a sigh, "Geez, don't do that, you scared me so bad there, bro."
Dagur gave a maniacal laughter,"I was known for that! So uh, anything new yet?"
"OH! No! Nothing here!" Heather put her hand on the back of her head," how goes reconstruction of the island?"
Dagur sighed with a sad expression,"not well, I'm afraid. It'll take at least 4 more months for us to fully repair the damage that was done." Heather looked down, which Dagur immediately noticed and flew to her side," cheer up sis! We'll be fine as long as Hiccup and the Dragonriders are there to back us up!"
Heather looked up and gave a soft smile,"Heh, yeah, your right. Say, wanna go for a ride? Might do us both some good." All Dagur did was give a thumbs up," Great! Catch me if you can!" and Heather took off at high speeds with Dagur in pursuit. The two spent an hour riding, laughing, and taunting as the chase was on. The two eventually landed on a nearby cliff side and had a happy chat, making general small talk.
"... Haha! Yeah, Broksov was known for that, wasn't he? It's a shame he didn't make it, he would've really like the remodeling," Dagur said, remembering all the times he had with his former berserker member; Heather just looked away in sadness. The two berserkers sat at the side for a few moments before Heather stood up.
"Well, we should probably get back home," Heather announced. Dagur nodded and hopped up instantly. He reached out his hand to help his sister up off of the ground. Heather felt her cheeks burning, but it wasn't present on her face as she reached to accept his hand. However, as the two riders got on their dragons, Windsheer rose her head in alert. Heather noticed this," what is it girl?" She didn't have to wait long on that answer as a small vibration could be felt under them. It was low, but it was there and present. Without warning, it stopped. The two looked at each other in confusion.
'Probably just a small earthquake,' Heather thought to herself as she grabbed Windsheer's saddle. Out of nowhere, an explosion rocked the ground on front of them. The two quickly got up in the air to see where the source of the explosion came from. Heather looked at the sky and toward the ocean to see if there was any fireballs, but there was none.
"Uhh, sis? I think I found where the explosion came from!" Dagur's voice reached her ears as she flew off toward her brother. When she looked at what he was saying, she froze in confusion, but mostly terror. All the trees were pushed onto the ground, emanating a… purple glow? Toward the middle of the source was a crater, not deep but wide… and more purple glowing. There was smoke in the middle of the crater; something landed here, hard.
"Windsheer, roar," Heater commanded her dragon, and she did as she was told. Windsheer gave a screech that pushed the smoke away. As they saw the clearing in front of them, they saw something disturbing. The two continued to stare before Heather broke out of her transe. She turned to her brother and commanded," Send a Terrormail to Hiccup, now!"
On the Dragon's Edge…
Hiccup was riding with Toothless to check on the stats of the volcano, yet to his surprise: nothing new, at all. His dragon gave a small coo, and he looked to face his best bud.
"I know bud, but we have to make sure it's still stable for us to live here!" Hiccup gave a small protest to his dragon, who roared back.
He sighed, Toothless was probably right, that was enough of monitoring a mountain. "Yeah, your right bud. We should meet up with the others back on the Edge and rest." Toothless didn't argue back as the two took off at high speeds towards Dragon's Edge. As they arrived to the meeting center, they saw Astrid and Stormfly sitting on the ledge watching the sunset.
Upon hearing the sounds of a night fury approaching, Astrid looked up to see Hiccup and Toothless arriving. She waved at them," Hey Hiccup!"
The two landed and Hiccup got off his dragon, and approached the viking.
"Hey, Astrid!" Hiccup replied, Astrid beckoned him to come with towards the meeting hall. Upon entering he saw that everyone was there: Fishlegs feeding Meatlug, Snotlout picking his nose, and the twins doing their shenanigans. They all saw Hiccup walking to the center of the room, and instantly faced him.
HIccup sighed before saying," listen. I know that even though the Dragon Eye is destroyed, Viggo and Rykey are gone, we have to remain alert at all times, in case of any Dragonhunter attacks. Which is why I have gotten Trader Yohann to give me this," Hiccup placed down a map and everyone looked at it. There were marking of all sorts on a vast amount of island and island chains. Hiccup continued," These marking are the most heavily fortified Dragonhunter base locations that are known as of now. Each holds a vast arsenal of weaponry ready to take down anything that gets into their space unwanted, which is why-" Hiccup was cut off by a screaming Fishlegs. Everyone turned at the last second to see a Terrormail fly smack-dab in the middle of his face. Fishlegs sat up and grumbled something 'always in the face' before taking the paper off of the dragon's leg and reading it. After a few seconds, his eyes widened with everyone looking at him with a panicked expression. Hiccup was the first to speak up," what? What is it?"
Fishlegs lowered the paper and looked at him, still wide-eyed, "it's Berserker Island… Heather and Dagur, they want to show you something important," Hiccup took the paper and read it completely before rolling it back up and immediately ran to Toothless; as he was saddling up, Astrid ran to his side, confused.
"Hiccup! What's going on?" Astrid asked Hiccup, who didn't look at her directly.
"No time to explain now! Everyone! Saddle up! Were making an emergency run to Berserker Island!" Hiccup shouted at the riders, who all saddled up on their dragons. The Dragonriders took off and set their eyes on Berserker Island. Halfway there, Astrid flew close to Hiccup.
"Hiccup, what was in that letter? You're acting like if someone just dies," Astrid asked her friend who looked back at her with eyes full of his concern.
"Heather and Dagur found injured dragons, but they can't identify them," Hiccup explained as everyone began to chatter amongst themselves. The riders arrived to the island, where they saw Heather and Dagur waiting for them.
"Brother! You made it!" Dagur exclaimed with joy as they flew close to the two Berserkers.
"Yeah, well, what's the situation?" Hiccup asked, getting straight to the point.
"I think it would be best if you would see for yourself," Heather chimed in. Hiccup gave a nod and Heather took off with Dagur and the Riders in pursuit. The Riders made it to a cliffside where many of the trees were knocked down. Most of them glowing purple in color. All of the Riders looked around in confusion as to what could of caused this. Hiccup continued to follow Heather as she guided them to a large crater. Hiccup looked into it and his eyes gazed upon something unusual. Within the crater lied 2 dragons, one was purple; the exact same kind as the trees were giving off and a male by the size of it body. The other was a black dragon and by the looks of it, female. The others caught the sight of the two dragons and were stunned, primarily by the purple one. Hiccup and Fishlegs landed next to the dragons to get a better examination of what they were dealing with.
Fishlegs pulled out a notebook, seemingly out of nowhere, and begs writing down what they noticed in it. They began their examination with the black dragon first. The black one was definitely a female. Black scales and some red on her wings and belly area. She had 6 silver horns, 3 per side, with the ones near her muzzle area smaller in size compared to the others. She had a razor like tail, sharp class more than likely. However, she also had them on her wings, too; predatory by the looks of it. There were… metal bracelets around her legs, one around her neck and tail, was it wearing it like jewelry? Fishlegs noticed that, too, and looked equally as puzzled. As for her in general, she looked battered like if they were fighting something massive, like a titan class. Some scales were missing and there were a few blood stains, but otherwise she looked fine. Her wings were slightly torn, but looks like it could heal in time.
They moved on to the purple dragon, who they took into curiosity, as well care. It's scales were purple and gold, which was something unusual for dragons. There was no known records of a purple and gold dragon, but there are unique colored dragons that roam the skies; might be one of them. It had 2 large, golden horns with smaller spikes running down it head toward its tail. The tail… it wasn't anything they had seen before, it looked sharp, but at the same time it looked like it had no use. The horns though looked like it was good for bashing. It was only a matter of time until they moved on to its physical condition. Many of his scales were gone, and replaced with blood stains. He was scarred, and his left arm looked definitely broken. Surprisingly, it was still breathing… just barely. He looked at Fishlegs, who was busy admiring the purple dragon's physiology. He gave a fake cough, which brought his attention back to the task at hand. He looked up toward the others.
"Alright gang! These dragons are in need of assistance, so we're gonna take them back to the Edge. Astrid, you and Fishlegs will take the purple one, it's very injured, so be careful. Snotlout, you take the other dragon. Ruff, Tuff! The three of us will escort the others incase if anything goes wrong. Now let's move out!" Hiccup commanded like a chieftain as he saddled back onto Toothless. Snotlout, of course, approached Hiccup with his bickering.
"Are you crazy? Letting wild dragons in the Edge? We don't even know what they can do!" Snotlout protested, but it didn't change Hiccup's mind.
"We can't just let them die!" Hiccup retaliated back with his facts.
"Fine, but if this turns bad, it's your fault, got it?" Snotlout gave in as he, Astrid, and Fishlegs picked up the dragons.
"Ok gang! Back to the Edge!" 'I just hope I'm doing the right thing here…' Hiccup told himself as they flew back to the Edge.
Like I said before, I'm sorry if these chapters seem crummy. I haven't been feeling like myself lately, and it's taking a huge toll on how I do things. I will still do my best to work on these stories, but I may still have to go to one per week. I'm sorry, blame my school (I already do for making me want to die).
Thank you for reading! Please help me out by R&R! It'll help me better understand where I am with this! :D