Hi everyone. Thank you for the reviews and subscribing to Story Alert. I'm surprised how many did. This next chapter took some doing to make, so I hope you like it. Please feel free to tell me what you think, and don't be shy. :P Well I better stop talking and let you read, here you go...Oh wait, I remember I wanted to say something else...right! Okay, while I was writing this chapter there was a specific phrase that was stuck in my head...
Some succeed because they are destined to, but most succeed because they are determined to.
Unpleasant Surprise
Flash rushed out the bathroom with his jaw open and eyes wide. At a glance at his mother he was out the door. For a week old hatchling he was fast and sturdy compared to others. Cynder called him back, which he did unwillingly.
"M-Mom, F-F-Frosty-y?" He stuttered. Cynder nodded slowly, her heart racing. If there was an ape outside she couldn't let it see her home. Cynder proceeded with caution. She swiftly ran out the door and hid behind a thick bush. A huge ape was pacing the rivers edge, growling and gnashing his teeth. Cynder was sure that it had to be an outcast from its group, but even without numbers that huge creature could put up a mighty fight. She peeked over the top of the green mass and scanned the area for Frosty. But she was nowhere in sight. Either the blue dragoness was killed by the monster or she was hiding. Cynder prayed that she was hidden. Cynder started to suck in her breath that was loaded with venom and aimed at the ape. Her eyes started to make the world go green around her until she could stand it no longer. She spat the poison mass out and it struck the creature on the back of its giant head. Cynder didn't wait for it to react and she did a shadow dive and upon reentering the air that was directly under the ape's feet she sent the enemy flying upwards, dazed. Before it could hit the ground again, Cynder swirled herself in a whirlwind and made the creature extremely dizzy. In that state of utter confusion and weakened mind, Cynder delivered the final blow, a fear blast. Finally the ape was dead, now the search for Frosty began.
"Frosty!" Cynder shouted. Flash also joined in the search.
"Frosty-y-y!" He called.
Blush watched in interest and thought that everything was just a game. She skipped out the tunnel in a wobbly jump and continued to do what her brother and mother were doing. With an excited giggle she saw a treasure that surely her mother would love, a pink diamond—shaped like a dragon wing. She picked it up in her mouth and scuttled over to the tunnel and into her bedroom. It took her twenty minutes to do this because of he been so weak, but when she went back out her mother and brother were still searching for the lost Frosty. Cynder was frantic and Flash was almost in tears, was his sister gone...really gone? Blush grinned at something, she weakly lifted her wing to attract her mother's attention. Cynder's eyes opened wide, Blush was right by the river edge!
"Blush, get away from there!" She ordered. The pink dragoness gave a confused look before stubbornly sitting down on her hunches. Cynder groaned and rushed up to swoop Blush away from the swirling water's edge. As she placed the pink dragoness on her back something blue caught her eyes. Frosty was clinging onto a thin twig just above the treacherous waters of the rushing river.
"Flash!" Cynder called sharply. As the young yellow dragon got closer Cynder handed—or pawed—Blush to him. He held his little sister close and peered over the edge. His eyes widened when he saw Frosty. Cynder gasped and pushed him away from the edge. She scowled and kept in mind that she would have to lecture him on that later.
"Go away from the edge and keep an eye out for any enemies!" Cynder called to Flash. Blush bobbed her head up and down in agreement and smiled a gummy smile at her brother. Cynder jumped off the edge of the grass and flew down to the river.
"Jump onto my back!" Cynder demanded to Frosty. The frightened dragoness opened her eyes wide in fear.
"Do it Frosty!" Cynder called again in a more gentle tone, but the same worried tone edging in her voice. Frosty nodded and prepared to jump. Back at Flash's point of view he could see danger brewing. A wave was started to form behind Cynder and the black dragoness didn't seem to realize.
"Mom!" Flash screamed in warning. Cynder turned her head to see what was the matter and just then Frosty jumped. The wave tumbled over the two dragons and they were sent down steam spluttering and coughing. Cynder could swim well, but this was the first time in deep water for Frosty. She gasped for air when she managed to kick upwards out of the swirling and roaring water.
"Frosty!" Cynder called, praying that her daughter would answer.
"Mom!" Frosty managed to shout before sinking under the dark waters again. Cynder turned in the direction that she heard the young dragoness call. The waters were deep and very fast so enough force to keep Cynder down and not able to fly out. When the tiering black dragoness reached her daughter, she told her to swim upstream, even if it seemed a fruitless task. Cynder was well aware of the fact that this river lead to a perilous waterfall. The weakened Frosty nodded her head and tried her best to swim against the current and keep above the water. Cynder saw her daughter obey so she turned around and got closer to the fall...
Flash was running this way and that, terrified that his mother and sister may die at any second. Never did he hate water so, never did he wish that he had let Frosty wash her face in that bathroom sink. His heart was beating as quickly as his mind was thinking, so Blush knew something was wrong. She cocked her head and gave her brother big eyes. Flash looked down and sighed.
"It's all my fault!" He groaned. Blush understood that he was feeling pain and worry so she sought a way to help. Her mother always felt better when she smiled. Blush gave her brother one of her best gummy smiles. It didn't work, he was still frowning and sweating. Then she tried the next step. Trying to catch her tail always made her mother laugh. This she did, but still without avail. What was her brother staring at so intently? Blush turned her head and saw Cynder swimming in the water.
"What was so terrible about that, everyone deserves fun." She thought in her own mind's thinking.
Flash gasped. He saw that Cynder was heading straight for the waterfall.
"Mom!" He yelled running to the edge. Cynder told him to stay where he was and to keep Blush safe. Flash whimpered, but did what he was told. Cynder was swimming with all her might toward to fall, Flash couldn't understand it. Cynder dropped off the edge, Flash's heart stopped. Immediately Cynder rose up, the force of the water flowing downwards wasn't as great as the water flowing in the river itself. She flew over to grab Frosty, but the blue dragoness was nowhere in sight. Cynder's green eyes showed fear. She saw a figure under the water ripping away at the liquid. Her heart turned cold and she dove down, but before she reached the river's surface another dragon dove into the water. It was Spyro. He swam down into its depths and grabbed his daughter. Upon reaching the surface he kicked harder and leaped out the water with great force. Coughing and spluttering, Frosty was fine. Spyro smiled at Cynder to try to ease her fright before he turned toward Frosty.
"You're okay, Frosty," Spyro sighed. Frosty nodded.
"Dad?" She asked.
"Hmm?" Spyro answered. Cynder came to his side and picked up Blush, holding the dragoness tight, as though she could make her anxiousness disappear.
"I hate water." Frosty said sneezing. Spyro and Cynder laughed.
"I don't blame you!" Flash grinned while he hugged his sister. Cynder smiled at the scene beofre she looked up at the sky.
"Oh no!" She gasped.
"What?" All three voices chorused, Blush just giggled.
"We're late!" Cynder replied sharply, receiving groans from everyone, including Spyro.
The family of five prodded through the streets of Warfang. Every time Cynder was here she remembered what she and Spyro did. They save the city, they saved lives. Cynder felt a twinge of evilness haunt her, if she didn't turn from Malefor, this city could have possibly been hers. She gulped as she pushed the thought away, what made her think of such a thing?
"Hey, everyone, look who it is!" A random passer-by exclaimed. Immediately hundreds of heads popped up and many stopped what they were doing to stare.
"It is Spyro, the purple savior, the one that was determined to save us and destined to heal the world!" Everyone chorused. Spyro gulped, most of the time Cynder came here to shop and such, but he rarely made an entrance publicly.
"Cynder you take the kids, I'll go the back way..." Spyro trailed off as his eyes widened while a crowd of crazy fans came storming up.
"Spyro, Spyro!" A few frantic teens screamed. "Will you sign our tail blades!"
"I'm sorry, I have to go...!" Spyro was half in flight when a female, earth draoness gripped him by the leg.
"Wait, can't you tell us the story?" She shouted. Spyro was not in the mood for this.
"No, I can't. Now if you will excuse me, please." With that said he shot in the sky and flew like a bullet.
"What are we waiting for dragons? He's getting away!" The same female called. Everyone nodded in agreement and soon the sky was filled with multicolored dragons streaming across the sky. The one female dragon smiled to herself and disappeared into the lengthening shadows of the city.
Spyro was panting, the group—the army—of fans were going to catch him soon. He saw a bend around a hill and decided to turn sharply. This he did and near the bottom was a small haven. He dove for it, this was his last and only chance to get rid of the irritating fans. When he was inside he felt a throbbing pain on his hind leg. When he scooped down to look he found a deep wound where the earth dragoness gripped him.
"She should take more heed to her claws," he muttered. He heard the hoard of fans flew over and a flew minutes later he gathered his wits and peeked out, no one was around for miles. Spyro chuckled to himself. He looked back down at his leg, it was burning with pain. He scrunch his face up, trying to ease out of the hole was harder than he imagined. The wound had started healing while he was sitting down and now it was stuck like that, any moving and he would reopen it, but not moving could cause Cynder and the kids to worry. He groaned and pulled himself out the hole.
"What ya doing?" A small voice asked. Spyro jumped in fright, immediately regretting the action. He tried to suck in the pain and ignore it, but that was a real mission. The small ice dragoness repeated her question.
"My leg was cut." Spyro's reply was simple enough.
"Does it hurt bad?" She asked.
"No..um, well yes, do you think you could get me those vines and two sticks?" He asked.
"Sure, mister." Came the reply and the dragoness skipped off. She brought back the requested items and Spyro made a splint.
"What's ya name?" She asked. Spyro bit his lip.
"Spyro," he answered.
"Ya da one that 'em crowd was shouting 'bout?" She asked inoccently.
"Yep, now I have to go, thank for the help—" Spyro paused looking at the dragoness.
"The name's Terria," she continued.
"Thanks for the help Terria," Spyro smiled as he flapped his wings and glided back for Warfang.
"Spyro!" Cynder called, an edge of worry nagging in her voice.
"Cynder!" Spyro hugged his mate.
"Dad, your leg!" Flash shouted.
"Its nothing, Flash." Spyro looked at his son with a comforting smile.
"Maybe you ought to be checked by the specialist, too," Cynder said.
"I'm fine!" Spyro said with a tad bit of sharpness. Suddenly the door opened.
"Spyro, I'm glad you're here," he said. "Kids, there is a nurse dragoness out back that has some treats for you." All the hatchlings, including Blush, ran out to the 'treat nurse'.
"The news?" Cynder asked.
"I have good and bad," commented the specialist.
"The good news first, please," Spyro asked.
"Frosty is fine, the water accident didn't hurt or harm her in any way," The specialist seemed wearly to continue. Spyro put his wing over Cynder's should as if to protect her from anything and everything the specialist might say. Cynder's heart was beating faster that a train and she was sweating. She hope that it wasn't anything to do with Blush not surviving.
"Its Blush," The specialist was halted from continuing by a gasp from Cynder.
"I'm not ready for him to go on, it was too frightening..." Cynder thought to herself. The specialist looked deeply into her eyes, he was well aware that what he said next could either ease their pain or shatter their lives.
I suck at cliffhangers, but don't worry, there is a big one in store for later. Anyway back onto track. If there are any spellings please tell me in a review or private message so that I can correct 'em chop chop. I find that I don't easily spot them in my own stories. :P Oh, and all those who like a challenge, if you can find where I fit in the wise saying-it isn't word for word-(The wise saying is above the Chapter Title in italics, you need to find it in the story), I will message or DocX them with a bit of the next chapter. (You can either put it in a review or in a message) Now with that said I better let you carry on with the day.
Until I Update,
Star Duster the Dragoness
