Arrival
This story is back underway it has been far too long since I have written and I need to return to something I enjoy. So why not this story my first fanfic that was left unfinished and unproofed. I will be working my way through each chapter until I catch up to where I left off. Small details and some large ones may change so why not give this story another read? I do not know if anybody is reading this, but I will finish it this time no matter how long it takes me.
Sincerely Silverstream5683
Chaio
The soft shine of the pool greets me as I walk into the darkened cavern. I approach it and a feeling of peace envelops me as a soft voice calls out to me "Shadow" suddenly a deafening blast blows me on my face. I roll around, scooting away from the entrance that is now a wide gap in the wall. A figure is standing in the settling dust, a short portly man with a rather bushy mustache. He approaches me slowly with a slight hitch in every other step. "Ah yes, Shad," He says in a matter of fact voice raising a short wooden cane and jabbing it at me "You may be a sneaky little rat, but you did lead me right to what I wanted."
"Hello Ivan," I say with a determined look keeping my eyes locked on his. I slowly get back to my feet towering a full foot over the short man "Yeah about that" I take a glance back at the pool. This pool of water which was so unassuming no one would probably bother with it is what I've been trying to find for years. It called to me when I was young. It was a nag in the back of my mind was trying to remind me of something forgotten something that I lost somewhere I needed to return to. I had searched for several years to find it, and now I stood there minutes away from discovering what that was exactly. There was the simple fact of dealing with this unwanted visitor. I turn back to face the man. "Ivan," I say curtly.
"Step away from it boy and I won't have to hurt you," He says "I know its powers I know what it can grant me!" He concludes this by pulling a revolver out of a holster hidden inside of his jacket.
I give an annoyed sigh and slowly step towards him my hands help up in surrender. Ivan was an old partner of mine, he was older and knew more about the unnatural, but he didn't have the same drive to find this unassuming pool of water as I did. Well, at least not until I lied to him a little but that it granted any wish you desired. Now he stood there in his ignorance of the situation pointing a gun at me without knowing truly why. "Now Ivan let's not be hasty," I say softly "Just put that down" I eye the gun with a slightly fearful look.
Ivan looks down at his gun for a second then lowers it "Fine just step away and let me at the pool," He waits for my response.
"Now why would I do that," I say lunging at him and throwing him to the ground before turning back and dashing to the edge of the small cliff overlooking the pool of water. I turn to face Ivan again to see that he had picked himself back off the ground and retrieved his firearm. His face was red with anger and he pointed the gun back at me. I barely have a moment to react before a gunshot rings out and I'm hit in the shoulder, throwing me backward and plunging deep into the pool below. As I sink a voice fills my ears and a soft lullaby is sung.
Oh love oh love come back to me
From whence you came and your home you'll soon be
Oh love oh love sleep soundly
As you find your way back home
The danger has passed and the fire is warm
The love you once lost is waiting here
Oh love oh love return to me
So that I may sleep without fear
It repeats until I can hold my breath no more. Panicking, I let out a choking cry as I try to breach the surface but a force and my damaged shoulder keep me from rising up. Instead, I find myself drug down farther and farther until only darkness looms above. Blackness fills my vision and my mind goes blank.
There is the sound of crickets around me as my eyes drift slowly open. "Huh?" I say confused as I lift my head to look around "What?" Something doesn't feel right and soon I figure out why. My body is gone, or at least that's what I think at first. It's been replaced by a different body. In the moonlight, I see that I have been turned into a dragon. I have black scales and black leathery wings. The realization of my situation dawns on me after a few seconds of mental computing and I lift myself up. The shock of the situation slowly wears off as I get my feet underneath me. Suddenly there's a searing pain in my left shoulder and I look down to see blood oozing out and dripping to the ground. I remember although it's foggy at the moment that I was hurt by a man with a gun. 'Gun?' I think 'what is that' it seems like my memory has faltered and it's hard for me to recall things because I knew what a gun was. Or did I? I push the thought aside and know that there is something in the wound and that it needs to be taken out. Lucky for me a quick check shows that I have what appear to hands. They are now large taloned paws. So, sitting down, I take a deep breath and insert a talon into the wound. It's absurdly painful but soon enough I feel the hard lump of the metal that has lodged itself deep within the wound and I slowly begin to work it out. In the span of what seems like hours, I feel the hunk of metal exit my body and look down at it. It's a little copper slug stained with blood. The wound begins to seep more blood now that it's cleared, I need to find help. I can't do much about that now so I get up and begin to limp forward. Walking proved to be easier to master than I thought now that I was on all fours, but soon I was making my way along albeit slowly. My shoulder hurt and I was getting tired and dizzy as I walked stumbling through the dense forest, but I needed to keep going. Lucky for me I find a small game trail that winds through the woods heading in a definite direction so I decided to take it.
After a while of walking along this narrow winding trail, I pop out onto an even larger dirt road. "Finally," I say to myself as I look left then right. The right holds nothing but darkness but I think I can see light may be coming from the left, or that could be moonlight. Either way, I turn left and begin to limp along the path. As I walk there is rustling in the bushes and I hear wolf cries in the forest. Surely nothing would mess with a dragon right? As I was I begin examining my body looking over the fine details in my scares and how sharp my talons are, I stop dead in my tracks as I hear voices down the road. Quickly and quietly I slip off the road and into the shrubs that line its sides.
"Come on Cynder it's fine, ok?" A male voice says as it comes into earshot.
"Yes, I know that, but what if there're apes are out in the forest Spyro?" Another voice presumably Cynder replies.
"Do you think they'd attack two dragons?"
"No, not really."
"Then relax it's just a midnight walk in the moonlight," The male voice says "Anyway who knows what's out here in the night it could be an adventure."
I'm quiet as a mouse, still rustling the shrubs I'm crouched in but trying my hardest to stay still and quiet. I watch the road with unblinking eyes and soon the owners of the voices come in to view. Two rather slim but large dragons. One of them, the male presumably, is purple and yellow and the other, female, black with purple. They stop standing under a beam of moonlight that is casting through the trees and look at each other. The purple dragon smiles and looks around "It's quite beautiful out here," He says. He's being a total cheese I can even notice he's talking about what's her name and so can she. I watch as she giggles and moves in for a kiss, oh how romantic, but just then my body decides to buckle my knees and I crash to the ground. The pain is blinding and the roar that tears from my throat echoes through the forest. I'm guessing the tiredness and the pain is what sapped me of strength. I look up to see the two lovebirds cautiously approach my hiding spot. Their expressions bore those of hardened warriors, their eyes wide and focused, their bodies poised to strike out at any moment. A sudden fear strikes me as adrenaline pumps through my veins and I find myself hauling up and turning tail. The pain in my shoulder is all but forgotten as I crash through the underbrush and dodge trees. I hear shouting behind me and keep running. As I pass through small clearings I see a shadow on the ground and look up to see a figure in the sky following me. My completely unfounded fear drives me to keep going I cant keep going like this. I find myself coming to a crashing stop in a rather large clearing and I stand there turning in circles until what I feared happens. Out of the trees, the purple dragon emerges and approaches me. He looks astonished to see me, not at all hostile, but I back away slowly bearing my teeth. As well as him the other black dragon lands behind me and I whip around to face her as well. They have me cornered, but I can feel my strength ebbing away with each passing moment and blackness encroaching on my vision. 'Am I going to die?' the thought flashes through my mind quickly. My should has a steady flow of blood coming out of it leaving small pools as I back away from the two dragons. They look worried now trying to approach but I lash out in fear. The last thing I can remember as my legs fail me and I crash to the ground is the fear that is in both of the dragon's eyes...then, blackness.
