Walking in the Light
by azert
Ok, so I was wondering about how the Dragons managed to Banish Malafor, the Dark Master, if he was so powerful. I decided that it was time for the second Purple Dragon to be born, so here it is. Read and review!!
Malafor's POV
So, the crotchety old fools of the Dragon Council were going to Banish him? Not likely. He was far stronger than the lot of them. He would just have to get rid of them. They were in the way, anyway. With their stiff rules and traditions, who needed them? He would be a hero. All of Dragonkind would thank him for getting rid of the ones that made the Dragons half of what they could be.
He would be the Dragon King. He would lead the Dragons into a new era. The Era of Malafor.
Now, were was Isidra?
Isidra's POV
Far away, in a cave high in the mountains of Dante, a female Ice Dragon paced anxiously around a pile of twigs and dull-lit coals. A single purple and silver egg glistened in the faint light from the smouldering coals, and one could swear that a faint noise was coming for inside it.
No one could know about the egg. ever since Malafor had risen as a threat to all Dragonkind, eggs of all colors were smashed by the Apes. A purple egg would be in thrice the danger, for it would hatch a Dragon the would be Master of all Elements. Like Malafor.
It was Malafor's fault, really. He brought the Apes out of their stupidity to serve him. They acted under his orders, and the Dragon Council was starting to get nervous. No Dragon had ever risen to the power of Malafor. He was, in a sense, evil. He had his own brother killed.
But such thoughts wouldn't help Isidra now. She had been foolish, flocking with Malafor because he was so handsome and powerful. Now look where it got her. Freezing her tail off in Dante, hiding from the father of her unborn Chick. He would kill the Chick, if he knew. He wanted nothing to tie himself to the pitiful Dragons he wanted to rule.
He wanted to be King of Dragons, lord of all. He had to be above them.
"Chrrr-eep!" A crack split the egg in two, and a slightly damp purple mass tumbled out. Isidra immediately rushed over, nuzzling the Chick and murmuring softly to it. It stretched out, fanning out its silver-membraned wings and bladed tail. Four diminutave fangs poked out of its upper jaw, two on each side of its face.
A series of silver spikes ran down its length, with four long horns on its forehead. The Chick's scales were a deep violet, almost black. Its eyes were silver, with brilliant purple irises. Isidra wept silently as the Chick took its first steps onto the cave floor. It was a male.
"You look almost like your father, Chickling. But you shall not know him. You will be my little Pyrus, named for the flames that burn within every dragon. You will grow up to be brave and strong, like your father used to be." Isidra murmured, and led her Chick deeper inside the cave.
The Apes were coming. they would kill Pyrus if they found him. Malafor probably sent them. Isidra thought, pushing Pyrus into a deep crack. "Hide, my Chick. No matter what happens to me, you must stay hidden." Isidra whispered, and prowled to the front of the cave, prepared to die to save her Chick.
Pyrus's POV
Why was his mother walking away from him? Why must he stay in the crack? Pyrus may have just hatched, but he was quite intelligent. There was something wrong, and his mother was worried. There was a strange scent in the air. It was quite icky, actually. It smelled like dead meat and decay, like a really dirty cave.
"Lady Isidra. Where is the Chick?" A rough voice like brittle stone asked sourly. Isidra snarled at the creature that had spoken to her, displaying her long, white fangs. "Malafor sent you, didn't he?" Isidra asked, silk voice slipping into a menacing growl.
"And if he did? You can do nothing to stop us. Where is the Chick?" The creature demanded. Isidra roared, leaping at the Ape. Her claws did little to damage the monster as it brought its heavy club down on the Dragoness's neck. A sickening crack filled the air, and Isidra slumped.
"Search the cave. It has to be here somewhere." The creature ordered a group of smaller Apes. They silently ran about the cave, sniffing in cracks and reaching up to the higest shelves of stone. It was a matter of moments before they would find Pyrus, and he knew it. They would kill him like they did his mother.
Whomever this Malafor was, he would pay for killing his mother. He would make him pay, and all of the creatures in the cave.
They would all pay.