So, some people found the actual transport from our world to Avalar a tad bit confusing. One person actually left a review about it, so I felt I should explain that it was meant to be that way. A lot of the details about how it all happened will come forward as the story progresses. Don't worry, I didn't screw up :3 not yet at least. This is a shorter chapter, but it's more to set the rest of the story in motion. Also, someone mentioned that they appreciated that this wasn't a carbon copy of another story,a dn I'm glad for that as that is what I was going for. If you would like to see the story this is based off of, search "The Legend of Spyro Fanfiction the Female Purple Dragon," that should give you the story. Alright, please do R&R!
Chapter 3
When I came to, I was once again in a new area. This is far too much passing out for my taste, I thought as I looked around. I was in a small room, seemingly made of cobblestone, which was well decorated. It had some pretty old looking tapestries, a large mirror, and a hole in the wall which seemed to serve as a window. From the view I could tell I was higher up, since I could see the tops of trees in the distance. Having checked my surroundings, I decided to check my body to see the extent of my injuries, but found they were all gone. I felt no pain, nor any fatigue. I didn't understand how I could've healed so quickly, but even more so I didn't understand why I was pampered instead of murdered.
Wanting to really get a good look at my body, I decided to go to the mirror. Of course, I forgot to walk on four legs at first so I fell, but corrected my mistake and was able to walk to my desired destination. When I arrived, I saw that my features looked very young. My body was smooth, and if I may brag I'd gone from a thin human to a somewhat lean Dragon. My face was…intact, I guess, but I couldn't tell you if it were attractive or not. I couldn't help but flex my muscles and enjoy the sight of my own body, seeing as I'd never actually been muscular before.
"Finished?" I heard a female voice behind me
Judging by the two symmetrical holes in the ceiling, when I jumped I did in fact make contact. After landing I turned around and backed up to the wall, shrinking my body as low to the ground as possible both in fear and in embarrassment. As I did all of this, my eyes were clenched tightly shut and I held my breath. I heard a chuckle before another voice, this time male.
"Didn't even have to scream for him to jump; You're getting good" It said
After a moment, I felt a warm scaly paw on my chin which forced me to look up, and I slowly opened my eyes. What I saw stunned me: A black dragoness with a dark red underbelly and fire green eyes, staring down into my own. The sight of such features on a creature like this made me finally take in a breath in a gasp.
"It's ok, you're safe. Nobody is going to hurt you" She said, her voice sweet, gentle and soothing, before releasing my chin and stepping back
"What's your name?" The male asked
His voice was gentle and calming, yet still his presence was imposing. I felt like I was very insignificant compared to him, but at the same time being in the presence of these two creatures made me feel more real than ever.
"Vexx" I replied cautiously and nervously, "Where am I?"
"You're in the Dragon Realm of Avalar. We're in an old ruin, but we've made it somewhat homie," the male said, letting his gaze skim over the room, "My name is Spyro, and this is my mate, Cynder"
I looked at them both and made sure I identified them correctly, "How do I get to Colorado from here?"
"Call-or-ado? I've never heard of that city" Spyro replied
"It isn't a city, it's a state" I said
I'm in a country I've never heard of and they don't know what Colorado is. Where the hell am I?
"Well, that's news to us. Maybe you can get directions in the dragon city of Warfang" Cynder said, her eyes looking hopeful and confident
"How far is that?" I asked, also becoming hopeful
Yes, I can find someone to show me how to get home! This will be the story to tell my parent.
"It's nearly two fortnights journey" She replied
Two weeks?! You are freaking kidding me!
"Two fortnights? I need to get home! Which way is it?" I asked, feeling stressed
"East, basically straight out that window" Spyro said, motioning his head to the hole in the wall
"Ok, thank you! I gotta go now, I've got family to get back to!" I said and bolted for the window
Just as I was about to leap out in my hurry, I felt two tendril-like tails wrap around my hind legs and trip me. I hit the ground hard and I won't lie, it hurt!
"Whoa there speedo, it takes preparations to go that journey. Food, water, crystals, it takes time. You can't just run out, especially in the storm season" Cynder stated
"I can find food and water on the way and I'm not gonna let a little rain stop me!" I exclaimed
"It isn't just a little rain, trust me. We got stuck out in one of those storms and it was ugly. We had to take shelter in a really small cramped cave" Spyro said
"Well, that part wasn't so bad…I enjoyed being that close to you" Cynder said as she smiled and leaned against him
At that moment they both closed their eyes and cuddled standing up. You have got to be kidding me. I'm not waiting on these two, I'm gone. While they weren't paying attention, I crept to the window and snuck out. Though, I immediately regretted my decision as I found the building we were in was built on a steep hill. No sooner than I hit the ground did I begin rolling and tumbling down the hill. Luckily there were no rocks or trees to hit, I so simply rolled until I reached the bottom and slid to a stop.
Once I regained my footing, I made a beeline straight into the forest. I knew if those two caught me, I'd be forced to wait in the ruins until they gathered supplies, and I wasn't willing to go that long without trying to get home. In the exact moment I broke the tree line into the forest, I heard the boom of thunder. I looked up to see that the sky was completely overcast and it was beginning to rain. It won't stop me. I'm gonna get home no matter what! I continued my running, and the storm only intensified. The wind got so strong I had to pull my wings flush to my body to keep moving forward.
After an hour and many, many miles into the journey, I realized I had to find shelter. Lightning and thunder were in momentary intervals now, and the wind got stronger by the second. As I began to pick up my pace, I was stopped in my tracks. I was frozen by the sight of what looked like an oak tree being completely ripped out of the ground. When I turned to see where the uprooted tree was going, I saw the worst thing possible: a tornado. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as I saw the spiraling wind tunnel heading straight for me, and in an instant I was running for my life.
With the wind against me and me still getting used to the body, I knew I was doomed. Matters only grew worse when what was level ground turned into another steep slope with a much less forgiving terrain. I fell and as I tumbled I hot rocks, bushes, trees, and jagged objects of all kinds. As I rolled I saw that the tornado didn't follow down the hill, but somehow that didn't make my pain any less present.
As I finally reached the bottom of the hill, I slammed my head into a rock jutting out from the ground. Dazed, my vision slowly but steadily began to black out. As it blurred, I could see a purple figure running towards me from the distance. Not again was my last thought before I blacked out completely.
