(A/N): Hello and welcome to my FanFic, now let me introduce myself I am -Real name here- but you can just call me David :)
now I would like to thank you for reading this if you do, but before I let you read this (presuming you didn't just skip this) I should let you know that this is my first published story on this site XD but this is not my first time writing so I won't suck too bad (hopefully) so if any of you want to oh I don't know Beta this that would be nice but I don't think any of you will so it's okay if no one does :3 and finally to let you know I run on reviews. So if you want me to make chapters faster than just go ahead and tell me, also telling why you like this FanFic of mine would make me SUPER happy :3 but you can also say where I went wrong so I can improve cuz like everyone else we can all do better XD oh and as a small spoiler I plan on ACTUALLY showing their religion and culture (as in to how they pray and stuff) which not many other people do so if you liked the small bits and fragments that other people put in their FanFic then let's just say you probably will like this, also the beginning sucks so if you can put up with that then good XD I get better later on. So without further ado I bring you
The Legend Of Spyro: Dark Decent
"Can you grant us life after death?" The figure in black smiled with hollow eyes
"Only if you wish to make a deal with the devil"
It was cold damp and dark, all the previous light that seemed to be in abundance was gone as if even the world did not want to see such an unholy place, and in the aftermath of the fight that turned the tide of war and saved all life was the one who saved it, Spyro the legendary purple dragon, his body broken but his mind free. For the first time in his life he was free no longer would he need to fight just to stay alive, nearby was Cynder, terror of the sky's, The dark masters puppet, she as Spyro was broken, but her mind not free still as it remembering what her former master said only a few short moments ago.
"I am not the last, and you are the second. Now go forth and claim this world in my master's name" the words still rang out in her mind. And what scared her more was the voice that spoke for her
"and I will as I promised" A chill ran down her back remembering the dark raspy feminine voice, an answer to all this eluded her but she knew one thing and that was this was not good in the slightest.
The first to awaken was the young Spyro, even though he had used all his energy in the recreation of the world he forced himself even though every bone in his body protested to get up and find Cynder, there was no way he would let himself and her die down here next to the one that caused them all the pain and suffering. once fully standing he used his fire to pierce the black veil of darkness to find his friend and former enemy Cynder, and upon creating the flame he noticed what he was standing on... it was the crystal that the ancestors themselves killed Malfor with, but upon further inspection he found the face of evil itself forever encased in the gem forever bearing and expression of shock, no longer wanting to see such a vile creature Spyro decided it be best if he started looking for Cynder and so he did, looking up though he found her lying on a rock shelf that was slightly above the purple gem floor, at the sight of this he ran as fast as his beaten limbs would take him all the way hoping she was okay. But when he arrived his hopes quickly vanished as he seen just how badly injured she was. Not only where there small wounds that littered her body but there where in particular two large ones, one was a deep cut that ran along her side, the other was A small portion of flesh that was missing. Although the circumference of the wound was small the amount of flesh missing was enough to reveal a small bit bone, the sight filled Spyro with grief and shame knowing he could have done a better job protecting her.
"No" he whispered to himself in shock, running over to her side through the darkness he checked for breathing and was enlightened when he heard her soft breathing and seen the slight rise and fall of her chest, coincidentally this was the moment she too awoke from her unconsciousness, as seeing that her eyes were not adjusted to the darkness like Spyro's she did not see her purple friend that was right in front of her, in a daze she called out his name
"Spyro" she said in a weak voice hoping for the best
"Cynder! I am right here" said Spyro quickly expelling fire from his maw creating a small light that lasted only a few short seconds, but even at the there was no mistaking the voice and face that belonged to Spyro, for her at least
"We need to leave this place, can you walk?" he asked, as Cynder heard this she tempted to get up but with her in the condition she was she fell back down under her quivering legs and ended up in a pool of her own blood
"No" she stated flatly as she screwed her eyes shut in pain, the sight of this filled Spyro with even more hatred to the one that caused her such suffering and pain
"Then I will fly us out of here"
"How? There is no way out" she said looking up to the roof of the cavern which was a solid black
"Don't worry about that, I will deal with it there is a way out I can feel it" said Spyro looking up
"But look at you Spyro you are in no better a condition than I am"
"Maybe so but I can still get us out of here " he said refusing to give up hope, Cynder let out a sigh
"You should just leave me" she said sadly
"Get out of here yourself and return to your home, it is not mine, after all… I know no one will accept me" Spyro was utterly shocked at her words, why would she say that?
"What are you talking about Cynder I am not going to leave you here, and Warfang is OUR home..." he said in hopes of changing her mind
"Spyro, you don't understand, there is-" before she could finish she coughed up blood, the sight was something Spyro could no longer bare, so against Cynder's protests Spyro placed her on his back and strained his muscles as he flew up into the darkness, hoping for light to once again caress his weak and weary form.
but only a faint light he found, it was a silver stream that leaked from a very large hole in the ceiling, at the sight of this Spyro beat his wings faster and faster seeing that salvation was only a mere few feet away, so with one final flap of his wings he was sent soaring out of the crevice and up into the fresh summer air, but the sight that followed was not as one would expect, the landscape for about a mile in all directions was nothing but bare rock and ash, and not to mention he was flying atop a mountain. As his once strong will slowly faded at the sight he lost all will to continue flying, so he drifted down to the dusty dark red stone. And as his paws made contact with the ground he let exhaustion take over as he closed his eyes and fell asleep along with Cynder who was still atop Spyro's sleeping form.
Light beamed down harshly on Spyro and his eyelids prompting him to awake, and that he did. he opened his eyes and observed his surrounding, and like the night before all was nothing but bare dark red rock and a mountain made from black stone, except form what he now seen was that this expanse stretched on for as far as the eye could see, giving a frown he tried to get up only to feel a heavy weight on his back, turning his head he seen the still sleeping Cynder resting on his back obviously more comfortable than he, after a long while of thinking he decided to see if he could fly out of what he now remembers as the former belt of fire. the belt of fire... the name caused him to remember the events of the past day, the day his teacher... his father died so he and Cynder could save the world, he did truly do the most selfless act one could manage, gave his life for two young dragons so they could potentially save the world... these sad thoughts caused Spyro great inner turmoil but he held strong or at least tried and refused to shed a tear, but only for a small bit remembering that a life was in his paws, the life of Cynder's... a life that seemed more important to him than his own, although this was not strange for him as for the fact that he held most people's lives above his own but to him Cynder was something truly special, it was her he faced on the battle field and won only to figure out she really was, it was her that saved him so many times before during their many adventures, it was her that faced oblivion with him as they fought to the end in a bloody battle against darkness itself, it was her he spent these past two weeks chained together with, it was her that made him happy, for him he had every reason to feel like he owed her his life, and he did but that was not where it ended. He also adored her for her every flaw and perfection, he loved the way she carried herself and stand her own, and the fact that despite her past she still soldiered on taking everything the world threw at her. And she was so different from everyone else, even her scale color was something completely new and never seen before, she was also a thing of beauty to Spyro, the way her black vibrant scales glistened in the sunlight was one of many physical features he loved. But the funny thing is that he only noticed these things recently, he found it funny that it took him three years and two weeks to finally see her for what she was. A beautiful young dragoness, as he was thinking Cynder let out a groan of pain quickly snapping him out of his musings in both surprise and fear that she may read his thoughts
"Cynder?" he asked looking at the black dragoness with concern, soon after she slowly opened her eyes. At the sight of this he quickly got out from beneath her and looked at her
"Spyro..." she said in a week voice
"What is it?"
"I... I don't know if I will live much longer, and there was som-" she was cut off by Spyro's surprised voice
"Don't talk like that, you will make it trust me" he said with a slight smile, but that faded at what she was about to say next
"No listen, I don't know if I will make it Spyro, the chances are slim... and before I... go I want you to know something"
"... Wh-what is it?" he asked fearfully
"... did you hear what I said before you pulled the world together?" he had heard something but it was so faint he could not make it out
"No" he plainly answered
"Well then I will tell you again" she said with the faintest of smiles as her eyes slowly closed
"I…" was all she could say before passing out due to blood loss, quickly Spyro checked her for signs of life and was relieved to find that she was still breathing
"You do know that she is still alive Spyro, I thought you were better than that... Just going to sit around idly as she slowly dies, and to believe she likes you..."he had heard this voice before, it was his... other half, normally he would have just ignored it and paid no mind to it but upon hearing what it said he couldn't help but look over at Cynder and wonder how he could possible know if such a thing was true
"With the condition she is in I would give her maybe another hour, you know using my power is the only way to save her"
"STOP TRYING TO MANIPULATE ME!" thought Spyro communicating with the strange creature that lived in his mind, knowing what it was trying to do
"Oh but am I? You really don't know much about me do you... such a pity now she will die because you don't trust me enough to save her"
"LIKE HELL YOU WOULD!"
"Really would I not? I am a person too you know, even I have feelings"
"How would I know? All you do is manipulate me and talk of how good it would be to kill. Especially the innocent!"
"But there are reasons for that, and good ones as well... I think it is about time you know who I am Spyro, but now is not the time. For once you just need to trust me"
"You have done this before you know... made yourself look like a person I could trust only to betray me again"
"But now things are different Spyro, please trust me just this once! a beautiful dragoness is dying because of you, I cannot help unless you let me"something was off, Spyro could feel it... never before had this... thing shown any real emotions before and he knew he was not lying this time, and as much as it pained him to leave the life of Cynder in its hands there was no other way out
"Fine... do what you must" Spyro said in defeat
"thank you..."said the voice sincerely although be it still demonically, soon after hearing this Spyro felt what would have once been a benevolent energy seep into him, but this time the energy was not one fueled by hate or anger but by... desperation? Hope? And… loneliness? it was strange but a welcome change because with it he also no longer had this blood lust that always followed his transformation, the only thing that didn't changed was his appearance unfortunately but that was the least of Spyro's worry's, once the change was complete Spyro lost all ability to control himself and went limp momentarily but was soon taken over by the voice, without so much as a seconds wait it sprang into action quickly picking up Cynder and darting off into the sky at an astonishing rate, once high in the sky just below cloud level he straightened out and began pumping his wings faster and faster slowly reaching speeds that before where thought to be unachievable but this strange creature seemed to have an infinite source of energy that was helping propel him at high speeds, but he didn't care so long as it saved Cynder it didn't matter, looking around with what little control he had of his neck and eyes Spyro could see he was well out of the Belt of fire and on his way to Warfang. Spyro was purely astonished at how much ground was covered in only a few short second and at this rate he would reach Warfang in no less than half an hour, normally a trip between the two destinations would take the average dragon half the day, and that was only if the flying conditions where good. 'Where was he getting all this energy from? Surly it couldn't be me I am nearly sleeping myself' thought Spyro as he flew through the air. But prying him from his thoughts The voice controlled Spyro's head forcing it to look all around as if checking for someone, and before he could ponder the reasoning for such an act Spyro completely lost all the ability to see and hear. This was obviously caused by the voice, this was an outrage to Spyro now he knew that he was doing something obviously wrong and was purposefully hiding it from him. But if that where the case then why hide it? For if it was something wrong he was doing then surly he would figure out that it was its fault sooner or later so what would be the point? and this also raises another question, why ask for his permission to take over when he was in an emotional state, normally if it really wanted to it could take him over easily especially at a time like that… something wasn't adding up and he knew it. Had this entity really changed? Or was this another one of his games. Meanwhile in the world of the waking the possessed Spyro looked around once again making sure that no one was around to see or hear what he was about to say and do, still effortlessly cutting through the air he reached around and grabbed Cynder holding her out in front of him cradling her in his arms
"Soon"he said softly looking at Cynder with his hollow eyes
"Soon I will free us from this nightmare, no longer will you be enslaved to another person, no longer will you feed of from others just to stay alive, no longer will you be used for such sick and twisted acts, we will be free Casandra. No one will use your powers again but you…" looking around once more he turned his solid white eyes to her
"Now for our journey to freedom to begin, just like I promised all those years ago" and as he spoke a small sphere of pure white energy was materialised just over top of Cynder, and as if by command it slowly sunk downwards until he was just inside Cynder. And with a warm smile of triumph he looked on towards the horizon where you could just barely see the Gold walls of Warfang in the distance slowly approaching, and even if they were in shambles it was a sight for sore eyes even to this creature. After a moment of staring he remembered that Spyro would probably be furious with him for blocking his sight and hearing so he decided to give it back
"What the hell did you do to me? And why!" as he suspected
"You will know eventually but I can promise you I am doing more good than bad"
"And why should I take your word for it?" there was a heavy silence
"Because Spyro I am no longer the person I was, I have changed. And I know you can see it"
"… that I can, but I still have to see it as good one" he could tell there was no getting through to him now, he would need a proper explanation and that would need to wait for later, so looking forward once again he continued to fly towards everyone's salvation, for he knew that four lives where on the line here, and all of them sacred.
'Destruction, all you can see is destruction…' thought Terrador as he surveyed the broken City from above, in his perch atop one of last remaining Towers he could see the whole city, 'what a sight it would have been only three years ago… It was a shame Spyro was never able to see this place in its former glory, and even if life in this city miraculously reverted back to normal our heroes may never see it at all' thought Terrador
"Stop" he told himself as he closed his eyes and expelled a sigh
"We must have hope for them it has only been a day, but even at that…" it was true, everyone thought they were dead and acted accordingly. Even with no confirmation that they were in fact decease a funeral took place separately for both, Spyro's was as expected a massive gathering. Almost… no ALL survivors from the attack came to pay their respects an morn his death even if they never knew him personally, and as for Cynder's funeral… only a small portion of people that paid any respect to her came and that number was low, the total sum could only be at least twenty five. And this broke Terrador's stone heart as it was, even after all of her valiant efforts to save the world she was still shunned by most… Terrador always thought of why people where so cruel towards Cynder, surly they have all lost loved ones as he and the other guardians have but even then they should all be thanking her for saving them… Terrador pondered this for some time as he watched the trickle of survivors wonder below, a far cry from what it had been. A bustling metropolis home to some of the finest art, education and technology, but now it was nothing more than a tomb for the living, if no more dragons where to be found extinction was surly at hand, with their only being five survivors and four of the guardians the total estimated dragon population was at nothing but nine and only two of them where female. Looking around once again at the city, combing through the rubble and sand stone he found a statue. He smiled a bit when he seen this, it was the memorial of his old friend Ignitus, they must have set it up only moments before for the fact that there was still a crowd around it.
"Terrador!" yelled a voice from behind snapping him out of his thoughts, turning his head he seen one of the survivors and new comers come flying at him full speed, his name was Zell. Although he has never told his name he likes everyone to refer to him as Zell, a word from old which meant experiment or experimental. Most of the others were too young to know the words meaning but Terrador and the other guardians know its meaning, another strange thing about his name is that when he officially wrote his name on his citizenship papers after flying in a week ago he put his whole name as Agria, Talom, Zell which means when put together in such form says the lost one. Upon seeing this Cyril asked him for his real name but he insisted that it was And that was not where the strangeness stopped ether, not only was his scale color black but it could change to pure white depending on how he was feeling at the time, there is no variant of dragon that could even create such effects, also after asking him of his origins in case he came from a faraway land where this could have been normal all he says is 'Talom' which in this case on its own means ether underground or… hell
"TERRADOR!" yelled Zell once again gaining his focus
"What is it Zell?" asked Terrador with confusion, he was never usually this happy about anything
"There back Terrador! They finally made it back!" he said excitedly in his low pitched smooth voice
"What are you talking about, who finally made it back?"
"Spyro and Cynder!" he said barely able to contain himself over reasons unknown
"Are you sure!?" said Terrador and he stood up and eyed Zell hopefully
"See for yourself" he said pointing of into the distance where a black and unmistakable purple object where approaching at alarming speeds
"Zell get your friend Luna and tell her to bring all the medical supply's she can carry" said Terrador as he was about to jump off the tower
"Wait why her? She-"he was cut off
"Because Zell every other person with such knowledge is busy treating someone else"
"How do you know if they even need medical attention?"
"Because" he said turning his head back to him once again
"You cannot face off again all evil and pull a crumbling world back together and come out perfectly fine" and with that said he was gone leaving Zell sitting there.
"If only you knew…" he said with a smile before flying off his own way to get Luna
(A/N): Well if you made it this far CONGRATULATIONS I think you like this Fanfic XD but no really if you made it this far and like it then I will only get better from here :3 anyways I would like to thank anyone who reviews or maybe even follows this story cuz those things are what make me want to write more. Also about the story it may sorta look like it's going to be a short one because of how I put Zell there (or it's just me that thinks this) but trust me It is planned to be a LONG story, also what do you guys think of Zell so far? Is he an Evil mastermind, experiment or maybe a tortured soul, (warning small spoiler) we'll all I can say is that if you like super smart cunning and quiet guys with a bit of insanity then he is the character for you XD well anyways thanks for reading and the ETA for the next chapter is all on you guys cuz if this one gets a lot positive reviews then you can say I will make a regular pattern of posts. Oh and one last thing NO HATE PLZ! :3