Yes I noticed I have been getting tenses right… I give up on the tenses shit, you know what I mean and that's good enough for me…
Now about the spelling mistakes my computer doesn't always catch on.
Then there's the problem where it saves it to word pad, whenever I try saving it to Microsoft Word. FOR FUCK SAKES WORK WITH ME YOU P.O.C. COMPUTER! Onto the chapter.
Sparow tossed and turned in the hospital bed. He wakes up when a massive amount of shock goes through his body and his insides burn. He gets out of the bed but falls over. "SOME ONE HELP!" he sits on his heels, knees on the ground and holding his stomach in pain.
A doctor rushes in "What's going on!?" He looks at Sparow and helps him up "What's wrong?"
"I need water… ice… cold!"
"GET SOME ICE OVER HERE!"
Another three doctors rush into the room with a huge tub of ice. Sparow throws his body onto the tub.
"Wait! It's n-" he stops watching the ice quickly melting and becoming steam. He turns to one of the other doctors "Get Cyril!"
The one he shouted to nods and rushes off.
"Need cold!" Sparow shouts lying in the empty tub.
The doctors continuously get water and poor it onto Sparow to try and keep him cool. Cyril then walks into the room and sees the water turning into steam, shortly after it makes contact with Sparow.
"You want me to freeze him?"
The doctors nod. "He needs it, his body temperature is abnormally high," the doctor who first entered the room says, quickly rushing out to refill his bucket.
Cyril uses his ice breath on Sparow. The doctor's cheer seeing as it isn't instantly melting. Then they all notice Sparow's body moving in the ice. The ice melts completely and the water turns to steam.
Sparow stands up still burning up. His body bursts into flame, but he seems untouched by the fires damage.
After a few minutes of trying the flames eventually go out, and Sparow's body temperature is kept at a steady level.
Spyro and Cynder wake up to the knocking of the door.
"Can't we ever have some piece?" Cynder complained quietly.
"You both might want to come check this out," Sparx shouted from the other side of the door.
The two young dragons get up and follow Sparx over to the hospital. They enter the room with a surprise, seeing charred marks every now and then. What surprised them most was to see a frozen, sleeping Sparow.
"Why does he have to be contained?" Cynder asked, staring at Sparow.
"He did all the damage. He combusted and nearly burnt the place down." The doctor said, checking the ice temperature.
Spyro looks to Cynder, she returns the stare "Do you think the book could have caused this?"
"Ignitus did say something about the book 'choosing' people." She looked back at Sparow.
Sparow's hand moves beneath the ice. The ice breaks in almost an explosion and Sparow sits up, but doesn't catch on fire this time "THE BOOK! We need to retrieve the book!"
"You're in no shape to go get that book. You need rest."
Sparow just off the frozen bed and he looks down at Spyro and Cynder "Did you both get shorter?"
They both stare up at his impressive new height.
"Did… I get… taller?"
They both nod.
"Really?" he goes to grab a mirror but notices his hands and the new, black claws. He grabs a mirror afraid of what he'll see. He looks at his reflection and sees his irises are red, and the whites of his eyes blood red. He smiles liking his new eyes and notices he has fangs. He puts the mirror down "So… how do you like the new look?"
"I think it looks pretty cool" Cynder says smiling slightly.
"You seem… more intimidating" Sparx replied.
"Well that's good" Sparow laughed.
Spyro didn't answer, he was too busy thinking about what Ignitus has told him. "Who are The Forgotten?"
Sparow's smile faded instantly. "They are a very bad group." He stops making it obvious that this conversation wasn't going to go anywhere. "Well… we have to retrieve that book" He grabbed his serpent scaled book from the night table.
Spyro was about to ask again but Sparow shot him a glare. "Why do you not want to talk about them?"
"Because there's not much to say about them!" He storms out of the room.
Spyro and Cynder look at each other then follow. It doesn't take them long to catch up to Sparow, they find him at Warfang's gate.
"Why won't this fucking thing open?" He flips through his book then looks around.
"Sparow wait up. I promise I won't speak about the forgotten again."
Sparow seems focused on something else and he chants something then looks up at the gate, it starts to open. He closes the book "Are you both going to follow me, or am I on my own?"
"We're going with you. It's our goal to get the book back too." Cynder reminded him.
"How did you o-"?
"That's not important Spyro, we have a mission. We should hurry" Leading the way.
Sorry this was smaller then the last, and future warning, next chapter is going to be late. Exams are coming up, and I have D&D. Enjoy this chapter… for all I know only 3 of you read it XD T_T. Please review… but please do review about spelling problems.
If you don't review I won't know what to or not to change.