It's that time again!

So hey, please do me a solid and don't judge me too harshly. I've been having a really bad time lately with outside life.

Here's John- nope wait, wrong line…. ah ok! Here's chapter 3 of LoS: DD!


Hiccup's Journal, Entry 403. Topic: Mysterious Dragons.

Both are awake, and appear to be nonaggressive towards us, or at least the purple one isn't. The other seems rather skeptical, a feature I find rather interesting about her. While I do concern more of the purple one regarding his health, the overall mystery behind them still has me beaten. Judging by the way they seem to know more about the usage of those crystals than we ever knew. Those crystals… how can they do that? How are they able to heal those dragons? Magic? An outside force? Questions that can hopefully be resolved soon. Recently I've began to watch from a distance, and I believe I have found something beyond imagination: they're dragons… that can speak! I'm not sure the others will believe me, most likely Snotlout won't. It'll probably be best to keep it a secret from the others, until I know for certain it is the right time to say. I just hope its soon...

As Hiccup wrote the final sentence, he sighed. More and more questions remained unanswered about these dragons' origins as the time went by. He closed his journal and tossed it aside. As he sat on his stool, pondering his next move, a knock came from his hut's door. Hiccup stood up, walked up to the door and opened the door to reveal Astrid and Stormfly.

"Hey, Astrid! Did you get anything?" Hiccup asked, but she just shook her head.

"Looked all over, but we couldn't find any of these crystals, anywhere! It's like they just appeared out of thin air!" Astrid blurted as she shot a surprised look at him.

"We both know that's not possible," Hiccup stated an obvious answer. He gave a pause before saying "oh, that purple one has regain consciousness!"

"Really? You should've told us sooner!" Astrid gave an annoyed look towards him.

"Yeah…" Hiccup looked away slightly, "well in any case, my dad should be on his way here. I have to discuss to him about the dragons and crystals," after finishing his sentence, Hiccup heard a roar coming from the distance. He walked out of his hut with Astrid and saw who was coming in, "speak of the devil."

A large thud shook the ground as Stoick landed right in front of them. He dismounted off of Skullcrusher, and faced his son.

"Ahh! There's my boy!" Stoick laughed as he approached Hiccup, but he backed away from the approaching bear hug attack.

"Woah, easy, Dad! Remember, I need to tell you our findings so far, and I can't do that when I don't have any air in my lungs to do so," Hiccup retorted, which made Stoick laugh harder.

"I suppose so. Now! What did ye find?"

"Well…" Hiccup started his presentation.

Fast forward a few moments

"So what yer sayin is that these dragons have these, crystals... that have the ability to heal themselves?" Stoick was trying to process all that information.

"Yeah, it's weird. I've never encountered something like that before, and I'm not sure on how to go on with them," Hiccup stated.

"Aye, but remember. New roads can lead to new possibilities, son. You yourself have done something that we deemed impossible, and now look: we're integrated our society with dragons for Thor's sake!" Stoick preached.

"Yeah, heh, I suppose your right… oh! The other dragon is awake, do you wish to see them?" Hiccup jumped up. Stoick nodded and the Vikings headed for the training dome.


Meanwhile…

"I don't understand… what happened after we fixed the world?" Spyro barely managed out of his confusion.

"Well, after defeating Malefor, I remember you fixing the world. You fell unconscious, the crystal underneath us broke and we fell in. A bright flash of light blinded me and knocked me out. And here we are!" Cynder gave a brief description of recent events.

Spyro still gave her a confused glance, to which she just chuckled "Yeah, exactly what I thought at first. Regardless, I've attempted to break us out, but these bars are impervious to my attacks, maybe yours, too."

"Speaking of attacks, I never knew there was a wind element," Spyro commented.

"Yeah, there shouldn't be!" Cynder's expression became saddened, "and if there was a wind element, it shouldn't fall into my hands. Not after what I have done…"

Spyro took notice of her expression, and comforted her, "Hey, better in our hands rather than any of Malefor's minions. Even after the things you've done, look… at yourself now!" Even if his voice, pride, or body was hurt, he knew how to make her feel better about any situation. She gave a giggle, signaling Spyro that he had done well.

The two sat in silence for a brief time before a thought suddenly struck Spyro's head "Did… you try your shadow form?" He asked, voiced starting to sound strained again.

Cynder looked at him for a few moments, before smacking herself on the head, "why didn't I-," Footsteps from above interrupted the conversation. They grew soft for a few moments, than reappeared next to them. Shadows began to appear as these strange creatures Cynder was talking about came from a stairwell. One was very tall, muscular, had to be a leader or warrior of some sorts, the other not so tall, but wearing a brown garment.

"Well, here they are," the smaller one spoke. The taller one seemed to examine them as if they were alien to them.

"Very interesting…" it's voice echoed greatly in the cavern.

"They don't appear to be violent, just probably scared," the smaller one replied. Spyro noticed Cynder looked like she was about to kill him when he said that. He knew she was skeptical about them, but not scared; plus she hated when people judged like that. Spyro put a wing in front of her to block her view of the creature. The two seemed to notice of the dragon's actions.

"Maybe, but they appear to be smarter than any I've seen. Let's take them up to see what they can do," the taller one had a look on his face, but the other seemed to completely dismiss the idea in shock.

"Woah, what? We can't just ye-," it noticed the looked the other gave, and sighed in defeat, "alright…"

The smaller creature slowly approached the cages, the dragons looked at him curiously.

"Alright… I'm gonna let you out, but you better follow us. Otherwise, your going back here, got it?" It tried to give a threat, but it just felt hollow to the dragons. Cynder looked at Spyro, skeptical is his next move. He didn't do anything but looked around. At this time, that black dragon that was with them earlier could be seen behind the creatures, teeth exposed. Spyro, looking at himself and Cynder knew they were no match for them in their state. He looked back at the creature about to unlock the gates, and gave an accepting expression. Whether the creature saw it on his face or not, it opened the gate. The two dragons walked out of the cage, hobbling. The black dragon growled, but Spyro didn't try and fight back.

"Follow us," the smaller one pointed upward towards the light above. The two dragons followed their lead and left the cave. Upon leaving, the first thing that greeted them was the immense power of the sun's light. It hurt their eyes, as they blocked it with their wings. After a few uncomfortable minutes of blinking, their eyes adjusted to the surroundings around them. They were in a metal sphere, which brought back memories of the arena. An open dome surrounded them, but Spyro noted that it was able to be closed if needed. There were small huts all around, with small open areas here and there. It looked like a village or encampment of some sorts, but none like the cheetahs. There were a two more creatures around them. One was that female with a blue, two-legged dragon. It's tail had spikes of some sort out, looked like it was in a defense position. Another was chubby, with a small, brown dragon next to him. It's body was round, brown, and had a mace as it's tail. There was also a dragon with a large saddle on top of if. What kind of dragons are they, and it what realm would dragons allow strange beings to ride them?

'I don't think we're in our own realm anymore,' Spyro thought as he observed the surroundings around him. A sudden pain stuck him, knocking him to the ground. He was coughing hard, blood escaping his mouth. Cynder took immediate notice and rushed to his aid. The creatures saw this and attempted to get closer. Cynder instantly went on the defensive, jumping in front of her injured companion. All the creatures stopped and slowly backed up, while the other dragons armed themselves, too. Spyro, still coughing, noted the black dragon that darted in front of the creature wearing brown. It's… mouth was glowing purple! How? There are no purple elements! Well, if Cynder managed to get a wind ability, he guessed that dragon can have a purple element here, too, whatever that was. Neither side gave or lost ground and the standoff continued. Spyro whispered Cynder's name but she shot him a "be quiet!" look. Then, a cry from above caught everyone's attention as a green, two-headed dragon with two more creatures riding, it came down at full speed. The head on the left was leaking a green mist, while the head in the right had sparked emanating in its mouth.

"Take cover!" The female creature shouted as her dragon protected her with its wings. All the others did the same as the green dragon came down on top of them. Just as it landed, Cynder instantly made a 180 and wrapped her wings around Spyro to keep him safe. They both closed their eyes as an explosion covered them in fire, shaking the ground beneath them. Smoke filled their lungs as they desperately tried to breathe. As the smoke cleared, Snotlout and Hookfang landed next to Hiccup, who looked very agitated.

"Snotlout! What is the matter with you!" Hiccup yelled in frustration.

"What? I thought it was attacking you!" Snotlout retorted.

"Boys! BOYS! Now maybe a good time to saddle up!" Stoick shouted as he hopped on Skullcrusher.

Within the smoke cloud, the two dragons emerged from the cloud.

Music: Dance of Thorns from HOMESTUCK plays...

"Now do you see why I'm skeptical!" Cynder muttered frustratedly towards her injured companion.

"I know! Just don't harm them too much! Just knock them out! We might be able to clear this up after we're through with this!" Spyro snapped back as the world around them became visible once again. They didn't hear any of what the Riders said, but they didn't care. Spyro jumped up off the ground and launched a fireball from his muzzle. It stuck the ground next to Astrid, as she got on her dragon. The twins and Snotlout got into position around Cynder, backing her up.

"Alright miss dragon! Time to meet Hookfang!" He showed off, in which Hookfang's entire body became engulfed in flames. Cynder's eyes widened in surprise, but quickly regained focus. She let out a loud roar, followed by a terrifying screech. One that hit Snotlout, the twins, and their dragons. All the Riders stopped and examined what was happening, no one has heard something like that before. Instantly, the dragons and their Riders fell to the ground and scrunched up as if having a bad dream. They were completely paralyzed with fear. Hiccup, Stoick, Astrid, and Fishlegs stopped and stared at what happened. This was terrifying! One roar took half of their team down! If the other one was just as powerful as her, there was no way they could win. Quickly, the four took to the skies as they hovered slightly above Spyro, surrounding him.

"Dad! You and Fishlegs try to help the others as well as take care of the other dragon! Astrid and I will deal with this one!" Hiccup commanded, panic slightly ensuing in his voice. Fishlegs and Stoick nodded and flew towards Cynder, while they dealt with Spyro.

"Well, Hiccup, I hope you have some sorta plan!" Astrid cried out as she flew to his side. Fireball began to fly at them from Spyro as he tried to hit them without spraining himself.

Hiccup took notice of the dragon' actions and came up with a plan, "Try to make it reveal its underside and expose its underbelly! We can take it out from there!"

Astrid nodded, then patted Stormfly, giving her the command to fire at Spyro. Spyro saw the needles coming and dodged out of the way, slowly, however. He got a glimpse of the other trying to attack his flank. In a fit of brilliance and panic, Spyro manifested all his energy into an attack. His body began to glow an orange color as fire began to ruminate of of it. He let loose the power and it exploded the area around him, scorching the area around him and knocking back his attackers.

Hiccup and Astrid were surprised at this attack, but also his power.

"He can do that?! OK new plan! Don't go near him!" Hiccup shouted as he and Toothless attacked from a distance. With Fishlegs and Stoick, Fishlegs and Meatlug were pulling the incapacitated Riders out of the battlefield, but Stoick and Skullcrusher on the other hand were having a hard time with Cynder. She was dodging all of their attacks combined, but she pinned herself to a wall by accident. Stoick and Skullcrusher took this advantage as they came closer towards her. She had to think fast! Quickly, as they ready their blows, she turned into a shadowy mist. Cynder weaved between the two, even though she knew what happens when she goes near anyone. As she appeared behind them, she witnessed their faces of pure confusion and terror when she disappeared. She smirked as she used her claws to strike down the two. They cried out in pain as the claws digged into their skin and scales, and fell onto the ground. Fishlegs watched in terror as the events unfolded and rushed to get the last of the paralyzed Riders to safety. Cynder saw him dart away, but didn't chase since he wasn't a threat, or didn't seem like one. She returned to Spyro's side, as he was struggling to deal with two other Riders.

As Cynder approached Spyro's side, Hiccup's eyes widened. He looked around to find his father and dragon unconscious on the ground. Hiccup could see he was still breathing, which made him sigh in relief, but frustration, anger, hate settled in him. They hurt his family… his friends… Hiccup pointed towards Spyro, yelling "Fire!", to which Toothless fired a barrage of plasma blasts at the purple dragon. Astrid joined in with spikes and blaze, as smoke erupted around the dragon. The sounds of rage could be heard for miles as the strikes kept going for a full minute. Hiccup, after calming himself, made them stop firing to see what happened. The smoke dissipated to reveal a shaky purple dragon, with wings covering his head.

Spyro opened his wings, and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up, everything was hurting… again. Those purple blasts were powerful, not as strong as Malefor's powers combined, but close. He summoned all the remaining strength he had to lift his head and fire one more fireball towards the Riders; however, it was incredibly weak, and dissipated not even halfway towards them. His ears were ringing like church bells, and his heart was pounding.

Current music ends, while In Vain by NyxtheShield plays

Cynder was in shock to see her friend in this state. She looked up in anger towards the Riders, but only could manage fear as one was preparing a strong attack to finish him off. She was weak herself after her battle with Stoick, but had enough to fight. The boy riding the black dragon had an angered expression to his face, one Cynder could tell he wasn't thinking straight. Then without warning, the dragon charging the attack fired, causing a purple blast to be launched at her friend. As if time slowed down, she took off to intercept it. She looked at Spyro and the shot, and sighed. There was no way she could pull Spyro and herself out of the way in time. With that thought, all she could do was just run.

Spyro saw the shot coming towards him. He remembered all the great times he has had with his family, Sparx, the Guardians, Ignitus, Cynder… He closed his eyes as he braced for the impact, but a voice caught his attention.

"SPYRO!" He opened his eyes and saw Cynder dart in front of him to take the blast. It collided with her and exploded, causing Cynder to fly back and crash into a nearby wall. His eyes widened as his love fell to the ground with no signs of movement.

"CYNDER!" He shouted as he scrambled to his companion. She was badly off, multiple scorch marks, scales ripped or blown off. She looked like she fought Malefor with nothing at her side. Blood was escaping her wounds, but she was breathing… barely.

The Riders on the other hand were blown away by what they heard, well mostly Astrid. Hiccup on the other hand, was going into denial. He didn't mean to hurt her, he didn't want to hurt her! He began to tear up at his actions as he witnessed the purple dragon's response.

"CYNDER! ARE YOU OKAY? SAY SOMETHING!" Spyro shouted. Cynder just looked at him with her injured expression and gave weak smile.

"spyro… I'm… sorry…" she whispered, tears rolling down her eyes as she looked at her love. Her vision started to obscure, as she desperately tried to keep Spyro in sight.

"Don't be, please! You'll be okay! Just stay with me!" Spyro cried as he looked at her.

"I… wanted to… say…" Cynder started, but Spyro didn't want to hear her say that. She still continued, "thank you… for what you've… done… and…".

She leaned closer to him and kissed him on the muzzle. She retracted her head, seeing the blood stains on his lips. She managed to whisper one last thing, "I love you," and closed her eyes. Her head fell on his arms. Her breathing stopped as the darkness consumed her.

"No… no, no, no, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Spyro was screaming her name, but got no response as he cried in vain. He wrapped his wings around her and cried into her chest as he called her name, but no response still from the black dragoness. He held her limp body close as he remembered all the times with her. It might've not been a lot of time with her, but it was powerful enough to call it long lasting memories. Astrid was horrified by the scene, covering her mouth, while Hiccup stared in disbelief. Their dragons looked equally as sad. Something changed as Spyro started feel an uneasiness within him. Anger and hate rolled in his mind as vengeance surged through his body like his blood. His eyes flashed a dark color, so did his scales. They took away the person who made him feel happy, whole… the person who he had loved dearly. They will pay for what they've done… THEY WILL PAY!

All of a sudden, darkness embedded the land. Clouds began to cloak the sky in a grey, and lightning struck the earth around the Dragonriders, but it wasn't ordinary. The lightning was striking around the purple dragon, and the color… was purple. The Riders affected by Cynder's fear ability were resuscitated and witnessed the events unfold around them. Hiccup and Astrid began to notice a change with the purple dragon, the fact that it wasn't purple, but now black. It's eyes were pupil-less, but it was clear hate and anger could be seen within them. It held the most furious look as it showed its wings out. Slowly, it began to float as a massive black aura surrounded the dragon. They backed off from him as the winds around them began to pick up, and the smell of fire and ashes made itself known. Stoick groaned, and managed to regain consciousness he sat up and saw his unconscious dragon and back towards Hiccup, but jaw-dropped at the sight of the enraged dragon's power.

Music ends...

What struck all minds, souls, and ears the most was the pure darkness, hate, and grievance that was present in the dragon's voice, "YOU WILL PAY! FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO HER!"


Unaware to all, a hidden, hooded figure watched from a short distance away. He stared at the sight of Spyro's darkness and the fresh fear of the Dragonriders. He gave a glance towards the body of Cynder, thoughts running into his head. At last, a sigh of defeat escaped him.

"Sorry, sir… I know I promised I would stay out of this," his voice was quiet, trying not to make his presence known. He raised his fingers and snapped; in an instant, he was at the underground cell chambers. He searched frantically until he smiled at his discovery. A small bag containing a marvelous amount of red and green gems.

"But today… I will do something for a change, even if I am doing wrong in your eyes," his voice echoed in the chamber. He turned around and flung of his hood from his face, revealing a greenish-blue scaled dragon [picture a Chinese Dragon] with long whiskers. Scars ran down his face and scales, and his emerald eyes held secrets of their own. He knew the risks of disobeying his master's orders, and the affect this could hold, but something called him to do so. The only thing he could do was look up to where the battle was occurring and frowned.

"Today, I will undo my evils on this world," His eyes flared yellow for a moment, "so says your scout, Viper."


Will Spyro get revenge for the death of Cynder? Who is Viper's master, and what is their motive? Find out in the next chapter!

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