Hey guys, I'm not sure if there are people reading this story but I promise that it goes uphill from here. I know the beginning to this story wasn't…my best so please continue reading this.
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"Great we searched every shopping area in Warfang and we didn't even find one of them," Cynder stated. "Looks like you were wrong almighty Sparx."
"Hey it was good guess, you'd think they'd go for supplies," the dragoness rolled her eyes again; she was growing tired of the constant flying.
"I wish we can just relax a bit," she heavily sighed.
"There is a tournament going on in that newly built stadium," Cynder flashed a quick glance at the dragonfly.
"Where did you find that out?" Sparx almost laughed.
"Are you telling me that you didn't read all those messages stuck on the walls around the shopping areas?" Cynder blushed and shook her head, the dragonfly smirked. "When you set your mind on something, you don't even spot the easiest things."
"So do you want to go watch?" Cynder asked, facing the huge stadium.
"Yeah though it would probably waste a lot of time," he flew straight to the stadium and Cynder followed. Sparx got to the stadium first and looked around.
"Ahhhh Cynder," Sparx didn't look at the young dragoness as she sprinted to him, but she didn't look into the stadium.
"Yeah," Sparx looked at her smiling.
"Looks like we found one of them," Cynder eyes grew wide in shock and looked into the stadium. She saw Flare walking to an opposite end of a marble tile from an electric dragon. In the middle outside of the marble platform was mole, probably the umpire. Flare turned around in a flash and eyed the other dragon. The mole said something to both dragons which made them both nod.
"Then begin!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Looks like he's one of the contestants," Sparx stated, looking closely at Flare. Just as he said that, the young dragon turned and faced them, shocked. The electric dragon used that to attack the young dragon sending him twirling head over heels into the air. Flare stopped in mid-air and landed silently on the marble platform.
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"That was cheap," Flare mumbled to Voltage. When the match began and Flare saw some movement to his right. He turned to face it and saw Cynder and Sparx looking at him, surprised. That's when Voltage attacked him and sent him flying into the air. He managed to stop himself but it made him slightly dizzy.
"You're the one that got distracted," he countered and took to the air. He began to charge up some electricity in his mouth and aimed straight at Flare.
"If you think electricity's gonna beat me, you are wrong," Flare stared into the large ball of electric that was gathering in Voltage's mouth. Then spat a stream of fire at the electric dragon, which dodged it easily and shot his ball of electric. Flare waited calmly until it became close then lashed out with his tail blade and absorbed it completely. Everyone gasped in shock.
"W-What are you?" Flare raised his tail spade until it was at eye-level. It crackled with electricity and he smiled.
"I've had some bad experiences with this element," he pointed his tail at the marble ground and shot it right into the conductive tile. "And I learn from bad experiences."
"How did you do that? You're a fire breather!" Voltage was slowing his wing flap and was descending slowly.
"I'd tell you that afterwards, right now we've got to finish our fight," he began to beat his wings fast.
"Fine! Have it your way," he began to charge up another bolt of electric but spread it all over his body.
What is he doing? Flare thought, but was soon answered, when Voltage came speeding past his head at shocking speed. "W-Why are you so…?"
"Fast, swift yeah I use electric for this speed," he whizzed all around the room and was going higher every time. Flare realized what was going to happen if he didn't stop him.
"Voltage! You're going to crash into the roof!" he warned and turned to Cynder and Sparx. They met his gaze. He was not sure what to do, he had to ask them, but Voltage was going to crash any second. He looked down at his pendent and held it with one paw. What would she do? he thought as it hit him.
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"You think I don't know where I'm flying? Boy have you got some nerve," Voltage was getting angry.
"No, Flare's right!" Cynder hollered. She turned to see the young dragon look up at her, he looked sterner. His composure was tenser and his wings were spread, ready to fly. Cynder spread her own wings and flapped to the air.
"What are you doing?" Sparx asked and flew after her. Flare took off as well but hung low.
"I'm saving that dragon's tail," she began to pick up speed.
"He said that he knows where he's flying," Cynder glared at the dragonfly.
"Do you really believe that?" she looked back at Voltage, he was a few feet until he hits the roof. What worried Cynder the most was the speed he was flying, he was going as fast as a plane. Enough to knock him out if he crashes. Suddenly he speeds up and crashes.
"No!" she flies over to the unconscious falling electric dragon and hardly grabs his tail in her claws. But her grip was losing fast. Suddenly he slips out of her claws and plummets down. "No!" she tries to dive for Voltage but was stopped by Flare.
"Cynder, stop!" he roared, she stopped and looked down at the young dragon. "I can do this," he clicked his claws and created electric out of thin air. He sent the electric sparks at Voltage, encasing him in an electric barrier and then lowering him to the ground. Cynder descended and landed on the marble tile.
"How did you?" Flare landed tiredly and looked at Cynder.
"Just…see…if he's…alright," he managed to say over his gasps for air.
"Right," she ran over to Voltage. He didn't seem to be injured just had a slight bump on his head. His blue scales seemed to dull down a bit. "He doesn't seem to be injured," she reported. Flare smiled.
"That means I did it perfectly," he mumbled. Cynder looked into the young dragons eyes; she could have sworn that his eyes looked different when he used electricity. A mole came running up to the top of the marble tile.
"Are you alright young dragon Flare and Master Cynder?" she asked, softly.
"Yes," both dragons answered in unison.
"Thank goodness, Flare you have a match in a few minutes," the young dragon looked tiredly at the mole. "Would you want me to extend the time a little?" Flare nodded.
"Yes, please," the mole jumped off the tile and ran to another mole.
Flare walked tiredly to one of the seats around the platform in the middle and sat down on his haunches. Using that much electricity at once it really drained most of his energy. He closed his eyes, trying to save as much energy as possible for the final match. When he heard the click of claws next to him he opened his eyes again. Cynder was right next to him and slightly yelped in surprise.
"How did you do that?" she narrowed her eyes on him. Flare looked down to the marble floor, where two other dragons were going to face off.
"It was a gift from my sister," he looked at Voltage who was getting pulled onto a stretcher and then down to his pendent, he hated this subject. "She also gave me this pendent," Cynder followed his gaze down to his pendent.
"That's a beautiful gem," she said and pointed at the gem in the pendent. Flare smiled sadly.
"Yeah, I know," he held back a tear. Sparx flew between the two dragons.
"Ok kid. Why do you look so familiar?" he asked, Flare sighed happily to get off the subject and then attempted to be confused. Flare thought Sparx would have already guessed it by now. "You look very familiar to all the dragons and me, but you also look like a complete stranger."Flare couldn't help but to smile. He could just guess what the guardians were thinking.
"Did the guardians think I was Malefor's son?" he asked with a laugh. The dragonfly flinched in surprise.
"How did you know?" Flare kept smiling.
"It was a lucky guess. But there was a lot of evidence," he looked past Sparx to Cynder.
"Like what?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.
"We came exactly one year from when you two beat Malefor, we looked familiar and we talked about Malefor himself," he looked back at Sparx. "Oh and the look on their faces when we entered," he chuckled, remembering their horrified faces and the way they were looking at each other. The dragonfly smiled.
"Yeah I guess that's enough evidence," even Cynder smiled. Suddenly a mole came running up to the two dragons and saluted.
"Young dragon Flare the stadium is ready," Flare glanced at the mole, surprised.
"There is a bigger stadium?" he looked at Cynder, who nodded.
"Now may you follow me?" the mole walked away.
"Cynder, can you please watch the final?" Flare asked politely, he wanted Cynder to see something in the final match. The black dragoness nodded.
"Alright, I promise," she looked at Sparx.
"Hey where ever you're going, I'm following," he stated and looked at Flare.
"Thank you both. You don't know how much that meant," he thanked and ran off after the mole.
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Spyro has searched for Flare and Cavice for over two hours. He still couldn't find those two, it made him somehow restless. But what surprised him the most was that he hasn't seen Cynder or Sparx for that whole time as well, he hoped they were alright. Spyro was so tired of flying that he flew down to the library, he needed a quick rest and it was the quietest place in the whole city.
"Spyro are you here for some more of those, 'Dragon's history' books?" a young green dragon greeted when he entered the vast building. The purple dragon smiled. The dragon was in his early teen years and was an earth dragon who dreamed to become the best healer. He had a bright green hide with a few brown spots on him; the rest of him was mainly brown. Spyro had met this young dragon a few months ago when he was having trouble finding a book.
"Hi Evadorus, are you here for more of those 'How to become a healer' books?" Evadorus smiled back.
"Yes Spyro, I prefer to study early in life so I can save maximum amount of lives as possible," Spyro rolled his eyes.
"You do know that Malefor is finished?" he then remembered what Flare told him this morning.
"That doesn't mean there aren't any evil in this world," he brought his tail club to eye level. "I have to use this for some reason you know," he joked. Spyro smiled.
"Trust me it's best if you don't use it," he turned to face Cavice running to him. He slightly gasped. Why would he be here?
"Spyro. Have you seen Flare?" he asked hurriedly, then noticed Evadorus. Spyro winced by the question and gave directing paw to Evadorus.
"Cavice this is Evadorus and Evadorus, Cavice," both dragons exchanged glances.
"Nice to meet you," Cavice stated calmly and held out a paw.
"Same here," Evadorus took it and shook it, then turned back to Spyro. "Spyro I have to study some more," he turned to face Cavice. "Good luck finding Flare," he then walked off and returned to a book he was reading. Cavice turned to Spyro seriously.
"Have you seen Flare?" Spyro didn't like the way he said it, but he let it pass, that's probably what he would sound like if he lost his brother.
"No, I was searching for you two for over two hours!" Cavice was taken aback by the statement.
"I-I'm sorry, we should have returned," he stammered and looked sadly to the ground. Spyro placed a comforting paw on the dragons shoulder.
"It's alright, let's just try to find your brother," the young dragon looked at him as if he wanted to say something then stopped.
"Yeah," he replied quietly, then turned to leave and Spyro followed. He stopped sharply halfway from the exit. "Actually on second thought let's not look for him," Spyro was shocked.
"Why! What if he's in trouble?"
"I trust that he's safe and is just having fun elsewhere," he turned to Spyro angrily. "I can't believe I never thought about it! I always think things through before acting," he shook his head in disbelief.
"But we should still find him," Spyro stated, Cavice smiled.
"No, it wouldn't be right to spoil his fun," he looked into Spyro's eyes. That allowed Spyro to look into Cavice's aquamarine eyes. "Besides he doesn't have enough…" he sadly looked at the ground. "Ever since Malefor captured us." Spyro suddenly felt depressed. He helped to release Malefor from his seal the first time and therefore helped Malefor capture Flare and Cavice. He literally made two innocent dragons' lives miserable.
"I-I'm sorry," Spyro stammered; Cavice looked back at the purple dragon. "The purple dragon was supposed to be the legendary dragon that made peace for everyone. But I managed to mess both of your lives up," Cavice smiled sadly.
"There has to be sacrifices, right?" Spyro was stunned that the blue dragon didn't get angry. Cavice's smiled faded. "Spyro we have to talk, there are many things you don't know and I want to tell you them. Right now."
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Cynder watched the young dragon run after the mole.
"Do you think we should tell Spyro?" she asked Sparx. The dragonfly shrugged.
"I dunno, knowing Spyro he would still be looking for the two," Cynder tilted her head, confused.
"So that's a yes?" Sparx shook his head.
"Cynder you just promised to watch Flare's match. The least you could do is live up to you word and wait until it actually starts," Cynder looked at Flare trying to catch up to the mole. Even the young dragon's way of running seemed somewhat familiar to her.
"Yeah I guess you're right," she faced the next stadium. "Do you want to go now?"
"I guess," the dragonfly flew to her side and both began their way to the final stadium.
"You know, I could have sworn that Flare was trying to avoid talking about his sister and the pendent," Sparx commented. Cynder nodded.
"Yeah I noticed that as well," she turned to face the dragonfly. "Do you think he hates his sister?" Sparx was taken aback by the sudden question.
"What! No!" Cynder rolled her eyes.
"Yeah whatever," they were at the entrance of the final stadium. "Let's hope Flare hasn't started without us."
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"Wow, this place is huge!" Flare hollered and did I 360 degree spin to take in his surroundings. The stadium was almost identical to the previous one except this one could easily hold over 400 adult dragons! He didn't expect such a large place just for a match.
"Young Flare, the guardians are going to be watching your match so I suggest that you try you best," the mole advised. Flare glanced at it, then back to the larger marble tile in the middle.
"I would have it no other way," he smiled. This was going to be fun.
"Also I congratulate you on coming this far," Flare switched his view back to the mole. "But in the final there comes one extra rule," Flare was beginning to become confused.
"What's that?" he looked around the stadium for any clues.
"If you touch anywhere outside of the marble tile, then you immediately lose," Flare began to smile confidently.
"Is that all?" the mole nodded. "Ha that's not too hard," the mole was beginning to not like how confident this dragon was. He only won the last match out of pure luck.
"Let us just see," it mumbled to itself and walked off. Flare ran after it.
"Wait, when do I know when the match starts?" the mole turned to face the dragon.
"I'd come and tell you. Just don't stray too far and don't exit this area," Flare nodded and the mole left. Flare began to wonder what he should do until it returns, but soon came up with an idea and raced off after the mole yet again.
"Wait!" the mole turned around, annoyed.
"What?" it asked calmly, but Flare could detect the slightest bit of annoyance.
"Just one more thing. Can you tell me the name of my opponent?" the moles sighed.
"His name is Shade, if you're looking for him then he's probably around here somewhere," it walked away again.
"Thanks!" Flare hollered and spread his wings in search of Shade, but when he took off he thought he should visit the guardians instead, since he knew who they were. He flew to a balcony which loomed over the tile. No one was on it but Flare knew they would be here soon. He sat on his haunches, closed his eyes and waited.
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Spyro made his way to a private part of the library with Cavice close behind. "What do you want to talk about?" he was confused by Cavice's sudden statement. The younger dragon looked very sad when he said it.
"Flare's past," he answered plainly. Spyro became confused and tilted his head.
"What about it?" Cavice shook his head again trying to get the memories out of his mind. Spyro noticed the odd action. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah fine," he stared sternly at Spyro and took a deep breath. "When we got captured by Malefor, we were taken to the dragon temple. Back then there were four of us," he shook his head again. "We had another brother; his element was earth and was the make-believe leader of all four of us. I had a very strong bond with him, we were best bros." He smiled at the thought and grabbed his pendent in his claw. "This is a gift he gave me," he showed it to Spyro. Spyro could have sworn that the gem in the middle glowed when he took a closer look. "Anyway we had a sister whose element was electric. She had a close bond with Flare," he paused again.
"Wait, why are you telling me this?" Spyro asked confused. The younger dragon kept his stern look.
"I'm getting to the point," he sighed. "When Malefor captured us he took us to the temple and tortured us. Our sister and my close brother both died in that place a year ago," Spyro felt horrible again. "Just imagine how Flare felt when his sister died in front of his very eyes," he looked like he was at the brink of crying. "They both gave us some of their energy before they died and most is stored inside of these pendants." He stared at the ground and shed a few tears. "Before you and Cynder defeated Malefor, he planted a dark evil inside of Flare's body. It is very much like the eternal night's power. Which you have?" Spyro nodded. "It is activated the same way. I'm warning you Spyro, Flare's dark power is not something to treat lightly."
Spyro couldn't believe it, Cavice was warning him from his own brother. Not to mention that the two dragons had their siblings get killed right in front of their eyes. And he made it all happen.
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How did you like this chapter? How do you think I can improve? Do you like the story-line? Anyway that's it from me, see ya. Also I'm sure you guys are going to love the next chapter. *Shrugs* Maybe find out even more about Flare and Cavice. Or it could make you very confused, only time will tell.