Here's the first battle of this series. Done to the song "Scream Aim Fire!" by, of course, Bullet for my Valentine. Not much else to say but, enjoy the carnage! R&R!
Scream, Aim, Fire!
Spyro watched as the ghoulish creatures stormed into the courtyard, their numbers steadily increasing within the large space until they fell upon the defenders in a whirl of dark fog. The cheetahs fought valiantly against the demons, but there were just too many, and soon the felines began to fall. Spyro closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them, he was staring into the sapphire orbs of his mate. The deep pools of emotion were glowing faintly with bloodlust as a twisted smile formed on her lips.
"Shall we thin the ranks, my love?" Cynder's voice was a low growl, aiding her intimidating image with the sound that would instill terror into any sentient being.
Spyro shuddered at the calm way she spoke of death, the small tremor feeling different than before. The black dragoness had rubbed off on him; he actually felt excited. With a devilish grin of his own, he crouched close to the ground, ready to pounce into the fray. "Anything for you, dearest Cynder."
Letting out a cruel laugh, the dark dragoness sprung from their position and aimed herself for a particularly large shadow beast. Spyro pursued her with haste and followed up her first tail slash with a burst of lightning from his maw. As he widened the bolt into a fan of electricity, his gaze swept over the rest of the courtyard. The numerous bodies of cheetahs lay scattered about on the rough stone floor, interspaced by the corpses of deceased demons. The purple dragon cut the fan of death short and pressed his tail to Cynder's side, the silent massage of "stay close" being conveyed without eye contact. Spyro felt the intense heat of Cynder's dark blue flame and released his own inferno from deep within him, scorching the creatures before him. Somehow, one managed to elude the dual fires and latched onto Spyro's hind leg with its dark claws. The talons went deep, but the black dragoness sensed the attack and detached the demon's head from its neck in a swift flick of her tail blade. Spyro felt his leg throb with pain as the royal purple scales bled hot crimson tears from the punctures.
Kill your enemies,
My brothers dead around me,
Wounds are hurting
Death is creeping for me,
Smoke is blinding
Hearts are pounding
Chaos soon ignites
The call is made
Its one for all
Will I meet thy maker
Cynder fought twice as hard to help keep the demons off of her mate's weakened side, but her hope all but died when hundreds more shadow beasts crept into the enclosed area, the dark forces augmented with green skinned armored creatures standing on two legs. One exceptionally grotesque green beast curled back a scarred lip into a feral snarl before yelling to the others, "Wistor wants those two ALIVE!! To me, my orcs! Capture them at all costs! Don't let the dragons escape!"
Spyro heard the order with fear foremost in his thoughts. Shaking the fright from his head, he clove the skull of another demon in two with his claws. Cynder stepped to the purple dragon's side and the two backed against a wall to prevent any other attackers from flanking them. Mate's as they were, both knew the style of the other better than they knew their own and could predict each other's movements just before said actions occurred. Black and purple scales flashed in the growing sunlight as lines of blood flew into from the victims of Spyro and Cynder's fury. No matter how many demons surged forward, they were cut down by the pair without hesitation, the dragons' claws stained black and green with the blood of the countless abominations slain.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
An orc leapt forward with its glimmering axe blade sweeping through the air in a deadly arc, only to be smote upon the chest with a bolt of lightning. The would-be attacker fell lifeless to the ground, but was just as quickly replaced by one of its cohorts. This one was engulfed in a cloud of poison, originating from Cynder's open mouth, that ate away at the armor protecting it, continuing to plague the beast until the skin started to melt from the awful affliction. It turned and ran from the scene of death, but fell dead before taking more than a few steps.
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Another ghoul scrambled over the slowly growing pile of corpses around the dragons and was immediately struck down by an icicle through the head, black blood oozing from the gaping hole left behind. Its body crumpled to the ground, adding to the thousands already lying there.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
Enemy after enemy fell before the terrifying onslaught of the two cornered lovers, the corpses making a soon impassable wall around them. With a flap of her wings, Cynder blasted a thin column of the bodies from the wall, creating a choke point to make the slaughter easier for herself and Spyro.
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The Only Way Out Is To Die
Demons poured through the gap, more than either dragon had expected and the two were on the defensive once more. Spyro and Cynder fought with growing intensity, hoping to finish off the creatures before their strength gave out.
God Has Spoken Through His Conscience
As I scream aim and fire
The death toll grows higher
Suddenly, a roar sounded form above and the three guardians swooped into the decimated courtyard, brining much needed relief for Spyro and Cynder. Now, standing side by side with the ferocious elder dragons, Spyro saw the orcs hesitate in their attack. The apparent leader bashed one of the rearmost troops in the back of the head. "What are you waiting for?" it shouted. "KILL THE OLD ONES!!"
Ignitus silenced him by charring a demon beside the loud orc. Even so, the horde rushed back forward and threw the piles of corpses aside, allowing greater access to the dragons
God Has Spoken Through His Conscience
As I scream aim and fire
The death toll grows higher
A few ranks of orcs hung back, drawing crossbows from packs on their backs. The green beasts began to loose arrows at the dragons in an attempt to land a fatal blow from afar. The arrowheads clanked off the hard stone all around Spyro, Cynder, and the guardians, warning them of this new threat.
Fuck this battlefield,
The bullets shatter round me,
Bodies falling,
Voices calling for me,
Limbs are flying,
Men are crying,
Such a hurtful sight,
The call is made,
It's one for all
Take no prisoners
Cynder abandoned the other dragons to slay these archers, hoping to end the battle soon and lessen the body count of the cheetahs. However, it seemed that her actions were exactly what the orc leader had anticipated, for a mob of shadow beasts fell on her the moment she cut through the first archer.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
The black dragoness whirled her tail blade around in an attempt to free herself, but more orcs stepped forward with chains and restrained her. They snapped the shackles onto her limbs and a thick cloth was wrapped around her blade to prevent her captors from being gutted with the dangerous tool.
Cynder felt desperation rise within her and she cried out to her mate with tears in her eyes. "SPYRO!!! HELP ME! Pleaseā¦"
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Right Now It's Killing Time
The purple dragon heard her call and made a move to go to her rescue, but was cut off by a countless blockade of demons, preventing him from proceeding any farther. His rage grew; power seeping back into his limbs from the anger that flamed into existence inside his heart. He slashed through another shadow ghoul and bellowed out, "Get out of my way!" The very earth shook with Spyro's rage as he tried to get past the wall of bodies to his love. The orcs restraining Cynder beat a hasty retreat, moving extremely fast for beings so large.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
"Dark magic." Spyro cursed. Jumping back into the battle with renewed purpose, the purple dragon reached deep within himself and drew upon the shadow in his soul. The pure power flowing through his veins and making him feel invincible. He rose into the air above the abominations and roared out, "You shall all die!"
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The Only Way Out Is To Die
Spyro dove straight into the center of the massive invasion force and created a bit of breathing room with a shockwave of earth energy, launching numerous beasts into the air. The purple dragon released a blaze above him, instantly incinerating the beings above his head. He then threw himself upon his next victim with no regard for any wound he received.
God Has Spoken Through His Conscience
As I scream aim and fire
The death toll grows higher
The flash of lightning ripped through the courtyard once more as another several ghouls fell to the ground for the last time. The purple scaled dragon brought his claws down across the face of an orc and then spun around to melt the flesh from a shadow beast's bones.
God Has Spoken Through His Conscience
As I scream aim and fire
The death toll grows higher
"There will be no survivors!" Spyro declared as he crushed more demons with a pillar of earth summoned from the ground. The purple dragon hurled icicles into a line of orcs with a sweep of his tail before one slipped through his barrage to slash its claws across Spyro's side.
SCREAM!!
AIM!!
FIRE!!!
The wound burned, but the pain brought him focus. An untapped power began to manifest itself in the chosen dragon; the untold energies of the darkness residing in him making their presence know.
SCREAM!!
AIM!!
FIRE!!!
Spyro gave a mirthless chuckle at the strength now available to him. He raised a claw towards one orc, as if pointing, and a bolt of purple shot forth from the talon, piercing the unsuspecting beast through the temple. With newfound confidence, the dragon of prophecy began to lay waste to the forces around him, completely ignoring the guardians calls to him.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
Cyril motioned upward to the other two guardians, sending the message that they should leave before they are caught in the crossfire of the young dragon's fury.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
Spyro did not notice the sudden departure of the ancient dragons and continued his rampage over the courtyard. A blade of the dark energy now at Spyro's disposal swept through the ranks of the shadows, separating the heads from their hideous bodies.
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Right Now It's Killing Time
Letting out another bone chilling laugh, the slowly darkening Spyro stepped forward towards one of the few remaining groups of orcs. The beasts lifted their crossbows and fired a hail of arrows towards the dark purple dragon. Spyro smirked and deftly contorted his body to avoid every one of the hissing points. He growled and darted forward, jumping into the air and flipping once. He brought his tail down upon the ground before the battalion, sending energy through the ground and causing an explosion of power to annihilate the green skinned warriors.
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The Only Way Out Is To Die
He demolished the second to last party of invaders with similar ease, turning his malevolent gaze upon the final living creatures in the courtyard.
God Has Spoken Through His Conscience
As I scream aim and fire
The death toll grows higher
The dark dragon's demonic smile sent fear coursing through the orcs' veins. Despite the crippling emotion rampant in their minds, the green warriors stood tall in defiance of the death that was sure to come.
God Has Spoken Through His Conscience
As I scream aim and fire
The death toll grows higher
As expected, Spyro dismantled the final troops in the corpse ridden courtyard and glanced around. He rushed out the gate, frantically searching for the orcs who captured his mate. There was no sign of them anywhere.
SCREAM!!
AIM!!
FIRE!!!
Spyro threw his head back as the last of the royal purple faded from his scales. A scream of pain and loss resounded forth from the dragon's throat as he proclaimed his misery over the loss of his love.
SCREAM!!
AIM!!
FIRE!!!
With eyes glowing a flaming red, Spyro fixed the horrible stare upon the horizon, the hunger for more blood throttling any sense of reason within him. A primal roar emanated across the trees, sending the message that anyone in his path would be killed without mercy. Spyro's demon had awakened and he would not stop until Cynder was back at his side.
Not as long as the first one, but still was seven pages long... well, on to the next chapter, cuz i'm sure all you Cynder fans probably hate me now. well you have good reason. Till then, Don't be hatin'!
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