Authors Note:
Hello, and welcome to my first attempt at a fanfic. I've lurked here for quite some time, but never got around to submitting my stories. So, I'm trying this one out, I had this idea just pop into my head and I've been typing non-stop for 3 chapters, along with thinking of the plot, etc. And I felt like submitting what I had at this time (now 3:45 AM) before I changed my mind and tossed this idea out like the others. So apologies in advance for any errors, I've double and triple checked, but they're probably still there. The beginning chapters are quite short I'm afraid, but I'll work up to bigger chapters, I swear it! XD When I shake off the rust, and stop experimenting with writing styles, it'll get better (well, after it gets worse lol), so bear with me. I own all OC's, but I do not own Spyro or any other game characters, they belong to their respective companies.
On a side note. This story should be rated T for these first few chapters, but I decided to keep it at MA because I intend to add a bit more raunchy stuff as I A. Pluck up the courage to, and B. I might write a lemon chapter if the temptation still stands and if people ask. Friend of mine asked why I was putting it as MA, so I figured I'd explain this.
Phew... Big enough note? Onwards then!
The Feral One
Chapter One: Beginning The Hunt
The clouds slowly drifted by as a purple figure glided with complete ease in between them, flapping he wings quietly. Scales covered his hide, the color of a royal purple that shown in the light as he turned sideways and drifted down to the forest floor, barely making a sound from all of the experience of previous flights. After landing, the purple dragon slowly stretched his leathery wings, and tucked them against his frame as he started walking. "Hmmmm... I'm supposed to meet him... Ah, here!" he exclaimed as he saw the smoke rising from a camp near the river.
As he approached he saw that the camp was fairly small and enclosed, positioned next to a creek bed for direct access to water, "A typical scout's camp" he stated to himself. After drinking a bit of water from the creek he decided to sit and wait for the owner of the camp to come back when someone shouted "Hey, Spyro!", Spyro whirled around to see a slightly muddied grayish-blue dragon smiling at him. "Oh, hey *Cidoc, how's the search going?" he replied, smiling back. The grayish dragon's smile faltered for a moment as he thought about his response, "Well, could be better... I'm having issues with the searching as you can see, whatever it is gave me the slip again" he gestured to his muddy complexion.
Spyro cocked his head slightly, there were dragons that were experts in living off of the land and were called upon for when assignments were required in the wilds or utmost discretion was required, these were the Scout Corps. As he thought about it, they often traveled in pairs, "Hey Cidoc, where's your partner?" Cidoc merely shook his head and replied "Nope, no partner this time, they figured this was a small enough threat that they'd only send a few two man teams along the outskirts of the forest. The others were soloed into the forest, it's not often that something evades us." he stated proudly, to which he stammered quickly "W-Well, I mean we know what it is, but can't engage it" This intrigued the purple dragon, "And why's that? Can you tell me why I'm even here?" Cidoc then proceeded to tell Spyro about the entire situation and what had been happening in the meantime since they had sent word of the threat.
"Wait... So there's a dragon on the loose who's been stealing livestock and scaring the bejeezus out of the surrounding area? Seems kinda lame that they would send all of these drag-" Cidoc cut him off quickly "No, you're missing the worst part, the dragon seems to have used other elements, and already has surprised two other groups, I mean, we're used to fighting in quick spurs, but not when something surprises us, it's uncanny, and the way it fights is absurd, we never get the drop on it!" he spurted out, then went around Spyro and started washing himself off in the creek bed "They want you to go deal with it because you're far more experienced in fighting than we are. And of course, I'll be accompanying you also as a guide so you don't get lost..." he stopped to get some mud off of his underside. "We'll leave just an hour before sunrise so we can get in hopefully without him noticing." Spyro nodded at this while watching Cidoc, thinking about the situation carefully. "So how exactly is this supposed to work? Do I need to know anything special?" Cidoc stopped for a second and looked at him curiously "We go in, find it, deal with it and get out, simple really. Anyways, I'm tired, I'll just get some sleep, and I recommend you do the same." he bluntly stated as he walked towards the tent and dried himself off. Spyro simply shrugged and washed the grime and sweat off of his body and dried himself quickly but when he noticed that there was only one tent he hesitated, Cidoc opened one eye "You can sleep in my tent for tonight, there's plenty of room, besides, the Scout Corps only permits one tent per team, so you get used to it." Spyro nodded at this, but felt slightly uncomfortable with sleeping in such and enclosed space with another male dragon.
Cidoc cocked and eyeridge as he moved over a bit "You coming? I don't bite... much" he chuckled, "Yeah, I'm coming" Spyro walked inside and tucked himself in the tent, carefully spacing his backside away from Cidoc. Drowsiness slowly took over his mind as the day's events took their toll on his body, and he let sleep slowly envelop him.