Okay, Sorry for the long wait! Went on vacation and had some *cough-cough* family…problems…,but…We're all good, and we will resume working on stories now! If you read any of our other stories, then you should know that we will mainly be working on this, then, after this is over, we will work on the other stories for a bit, then FINALLY start the Sequal to SoS! HOORAY!!!

Alright, to the story!!! (hopefuly, it will actually save the chapter this time instead of DELETE THE FREAKIN THING!!!)

Enjoy…

Chapter 3: Death

The next morning, Cyro and Percy were flying as fast as they could to the training grounds. They had woken late, and were trying not to be any later.

"Damnit! The trainer is probably going to make today hell for us!" shouted Cyro angrily.

"I know! This sucks!" added Percy.

Cyro just groaned to himself as they flew over a a large hill, "Hey, do you smell smoke?" asked Cyro.

Percy sniffed the air, "Yeah..."then she looked ahead of them, "I see it too!"

There, where the training grounds were, was now a tower of smoke and black fire, "What the...!? Black fire!?" shouted Cyro in cofusion.

"What happened!?"

"I don't know, but it was bad!" answered Cyro.

"Do you think anyone survived?" asked ercy, now teary-eyed.

Cyro didn't respond for some time, "No, no one could have survived, Percy..."

Percy shed a few tears for the trainers as they landed in a nearby, yet unablaze, tree, "Who did this!?"

Cyro looked back at the direction of the Temple, "I have to warn the Temple." stated Cyro.

"What? Whay?" asked Percy in between sniffles.

"Because I think that whatever did this is going to attack the Temple next."

"Then that's a reason to stay here!" shouted Percy.

"No! I Can't let everyone just die!" roared Cyro, "that will be the end of the whole dragon race!"

Cyro turned and prepared to take flight, but Percy grabbed his arm and turned his around to face her, "But, we could continue our race..." whispered Percy, staring directly into Cyro's eyes. Cyro was frozen for a second, but then he quickly kissed Percy, then lauched himself into the air, and flew back to the temple, Percy screaming in despair for him to come back.

'I'm sorry...' thought Cyro as he boosted himself forward with jets of wind.

After about thirty minutes of amazingly fast flying, Cyro could see the Temple, and he was closing in fast. As he neared, he could see that everything seemed fine. Cyro landed infront of the door to the Temple and started walking torward the door. Bad idea. Just as he touched the door, it suddenly blew apart from some kind of blast. He landed on his face a few yards back, amidst a pile of burning wood. Cyro shook his head, as he raised himself back to his feet and saw the wood. The flames were black.

'Mom!'

Cyro quickly ran through the now doorless main gate, and straight into hell. The walls and floors had multiple black scortch marks from many explosions. Along with black, there was red. There were pools of blood scattered about, along with dismembered body parts, mostly charred or on fire. There was a half charred-black, and half blue adult dragon, still in one peice, thank god, laying against the wall, and Cyro ran over to his to see if he was okay, after regaining his composure from the smell and sight, of course.

"Sir, are you okay?" asked Cyro.

The dragon slowly opened his eyes. Unfortunately, the left eye was ruined from the burns, so it couldn't open completely, "Wait, Cyro, is that you?"

Cyro now recognised the dragon as Percy's father, "Yes, Herald, it's me."

"I-is my daughter fine?" stuttered Herald as Cyro helped him to his feet, and an explosion shook the Temple from one of the upper floors.

"Yes, but, everyone at the training grounds is dead."

"What!? Why!?"

"Whatever did this, burned them to a crisp."

Herald closed his good eye in sadness, "Everyone must run and hid, scatter, for, the person that did this is the Dark Master himself..." whispered Herald.

Cyros eyes went wide, 'No...NO!'

"Cyro, let me be, I'll be fine." ordered Herald, "Go find more survivors, but do not, under any circumstance, go confront Malefor."

Cyro nodded as he let Herald go, and raced to the stairs. As Cyro climbed, many other passed by him, heading for the exit. Each one was utterly terrified, and many of them had burn marks, or some other injury. Cyro reached the second to last floor, when another explosion occured, and someone yelled from a nearby room. Cyro quickly ran inside, and found a young red dragon stuck under a fallen bookcase. He seemed to be unconceouse. Cyro ran over to the cabinet and placed his claws under it, and started lifting. The cabinet was very heave, and very hard to lift, so Cyro started flapping his wings for more lift, until finally, the cabinet started moving, so Cyro pushed the young dragon out with a gust of wind, then dropped the cabinet, releasing a pent-in breath.

"Goddamn! Why was the cabinet there in the first place! I mean, I don't see any books scattered around, so it was empty!" ranted Cyro as the young red dragon slowly awoke. Cyro noticed that the dragon was starting to stand so he walked over to him and helped him up, "You okay?" the red dragon shook his head up and down slowly as he regained his wits, "Good, now, get out of here, fast." ordered Cyro.

The young red dragon imediately complied and started running down the stairs, thinking, 'I have to thank him the next time I see him.'

Cyro continued his way up the stairs until he reaced the top floor, where his mother's room was. He imediately ran to his mother's door, which was at the very end of tha hallway, then took a deep breath, and opened the door.

"Why hello, I have been waiting for you, young one."

Cyro was frozen in fear, anger, and saddness, at the scene in front of him. His mother kay dead on the ground at the large purple dragon's feet in a pool of her own blood.

"Ah yes, she pleded to me to not harm you." laughed Malefor, "It was pathetic."

"SHUT-UP!!!" roared Cyro as he lauched himself at Malefor with a burst of wind.

Malefor easily knocked Cyro away with his tail, "You are weak. I don't see why you are supposed to be the one to defeat me!"

Cyro slowly stood back up, shaking his head, "What are you talking about..." ordered Cyro between clenched teeth.

"Apparently," started Malefor, "You are part of a prophecy that foretells my demise, but you far too weak to defeat me!"

"I will defeat you..."whispered Cyro, "I will make you PAY!!!"

Cyro charged at Malefor once more, but Malefor grabbed Cyro's neck with his tail before Cyro could get close enough to attack and brouhg him up to his face, "I told you, you cannot beat me." Cyro glared at Malefor as he clawed at the tail around his neck desperately.

Suddenly, Malefor roared in pain as he dropped Cyro to the ground, gasping fro air. Cyro looked back up as he rubbed his neck to see Malefor swipe at some silver-furred creature, only to miss as the creature dased out of reach. Cyro couldn't get a good look at the creature fighting Malefor as it was moving tooo quickly, and Malefor was roaring in frustration as he missed every swipe, and recieved a large scratch mark.

"Stop running, coward!" roared Malefor.

The creature complied and stopped moving directly behind Cyro. Cyro turned to see his father crouched on all fours and his teeth bared in a wide smirk, "Hehe, am I too fast for you?"

"You know, I thought that having a Lycan for a dad would be bad," stated Cyro as he stood next to his father, "But, it's turning out to be pretty sweet!"

"I'll take that as a compliment." said Sirius as he smiled at his son.

The next thing they knew, Sirius was blasted backwards through the wall by a beam of dark-purple energym causing Cyro to fall back in shock, "You may be fast, but you are very stupid, like the rest of your kind."

Cyro looked over at Malefor, enraged, "That was the cheepest shot ever!"

Malefor shrugged, "He should have paid more attention, and now, his mistake, will be your death." Malefor opened his maw, and as orb of dark-purple energy began forming. Cyro was frozn in fear as he watched his death approach.

All he could think about were three words: 'I'm sorry, Percy...'

Time seemed to slow as Malefor thrust his head forward slightly and the beam of energy launched at Cyro. Cyro could hear his rapid breathing, he could feel his heart pounding in his cheast, he could see his short life flash before his eyes, until something else stood in front of him. Time went back to normal as the blast hit the thing in front of Cyro, then was pushed bck into Cyro himself, causing both of them to be pushed back into the wall. Cyro yelled in pain as he collided with the wall, cracking it slightly, then yelled once more as he fell to the ground with the thing that blocked him landing next to him.

Cyro raised his head groggily, his eyesight a little blurry and looked over to the person that defended him, 'No...' he saw a blue dragoness with deep blue, barely open eyes, and a small smile, looking back, 'NO!'

"I'I told you not to go..." whispered Percy.

Cyro reached over to Percy and rubbed her cheek, "No...I'm sorry, I'm sorry it has to end this way."

Malefor rolled his eyes as he slowly waled over to them, "This is disguting, I'm going to end this now."

Percy whispered one more thing before, just out of ear-shot of Malefor, "I love you." then her eyes went blank and dull.

Malefor stopped, looming over them, "Just as pathetic as you mother." Cyro closed his eyes tight, tears forming on the edges of his eyes, while Malefor began charging another blast of dark energy, "It's over."

Malefor then released the blast, completely destroying the area that Cyro was, and creating a cloud of dust and smoke. Malefor turned and grinned as he saw the outline of Sirius standing a few meters away, "Your turn." laughed Malefor as he charged at Sirius and out of the cloud.

Well now...it would seem that I died...but, if I died, then how am I telling this story now you ask? Well, to find that answer, you have to wait until the next chapter! So...

Till next Time!
Cyro