That last chapter showed everyone just how much Malefor likes causing pain, but in this chapter, things tone down a bit. Anyway, enjoy the chapter and plz review and give criticizm, even if it means completely trashing my story because I will take your advice anyway!
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ATTENTION: I DO NOT OWN ANY SPYRO CHARACTERS, EXCEPT FOR CYRUS, SIARIA, AND CHARR!
Chapter 6: Passion and Pain. Love and Anger
Over the next few days, things in the temple had calmed down a bit. There were no possessions, no explosions, no attacks, nothing. Spyro and Cynder got back to doing their daily chores and training. Charr didn't really seem to care about any of the past events and just went through the days doing someof his assigned chores. The guardians had been examining the pool of visions constantly, but they wouldn't tell anyone why. Cyrus was on the brink of death in a medical room, and Siaria locked herself in her room and almost never came out, only for breakfast and dinner. She would only come-out, grab some food then run back to her room and lock the door. Ofcourse, everyone was concerned for her, but they never had any chances to talk to her.
One night, when everyone was asleep (ofcourse), Siaria ventured-out of her room and went to the room Cyrus was in. When she got there, she only sat at the end of his bed and watched him. He had a large amount of bandages wrapped around his black chest to hide the severe wound there and his breathing was very erratic.
How could I have done this to you? Thought Siaria, on the brink of tears, You have been through worse! You told me so yourself when I was guarding you!
Unknown to Siaria, someone was walking through the door, but she didn't hear anything. As soon as the dragoness saw her, she quickly walked out of the room and closed the door until she could barely see through a small crack. Cynder silently watched as Siaria placed her paws on Cyrus's black chest and closed her eyes. To Cynder's shock, Siaria's hands began to glow brightly. After a few minutes, Siaria removed her hands from Cyrus's chest, the glow fading away. Siaria was breathing heavily for a moment, then she collapsed onto the floor.
"Siaria!" yelled Cynder, concerned, as she ran over to Siaria and helped her to her feet.
"Were you spying on me?" asked Siaria, very concerned and breathin heavily.
"Well...I-I guess so..." Cynder said regretfully.
"So you saw...that, I guess?"
"Yes...what was that?"
"I'm not exactly sure myself, but all I know is that I can heal people." Siaria said as she sat on the edge of the bed, Cynder sitting next to her, listening intently, "But there's a catch. I have to give the one I'm healing my energy, to give their bodies the ability to heal themselves, but this takes a toll on my body, causing me to become very weak and exhausted. I could even kill myself if I give too much energy."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"Well, every night since we arrived. I've even helped Spyro when he was frozen."
"Well, that explains why you were always tired..." Cynder said, laughing slightly.
"The guardians said that Cyrus will most likely not survive much longer, and my treatments aren't working enough to help him!" Siaria screamed as she began crying.
"Siaria, don't cry, we'll find a way to help him, I promise..." Cynder said comfortingly as she brought Siaria closer to her and draped her right wing over Siaria's shaking form.
"HOW!" screamed Siaria angrily, looking up to Cynder, her eyes red and tears streaming down her blue scales, "HE"S GOING TO DIE AND IT"S MY GODDAMN FALT!"
Cynder starred at Siaria, appalled. She hadn't known her much, but she knew that this was not like her at all.
"Siaria, there has to be someonethat can help. I'm sure the guardians are looking for help." Cynder said calmly, trying to calm Siaria in turn.
"Are-are you sure?" Siaria sobbed hopefully.
Cynder nodded her head in response, and said seriously, "But you need to stop locking yourself in your room. We're all worried about you, and it's not healthy." Siaria, sniffled a few times but nodded in response as she rubbed her eyes, "How about I stay with you tonight?"
"What about Spyro?"
"I'm sure he won't mind if I'm away from him for onenight." Cynder gave Siaria a warm smile, Siaria calmed down and gave a wane smile in return, "Alright, let's go."
Siaria and Cynder walked-out of the room, leaving Cyrus by himself...sort've.
Hehehe...she really care for you, doesn't she? echoed a sinister voice, mockingly
Wh-who are you?asked Cyrus
I'm someone that just wants to help you.
Then why don't I believe that.
Because you know when something isn't what it seems...atleast, now you do anyway.
The following day, Siaria had finally come out of her room, but she didn't talk much and she always seemed sad. She had explained her powers to the guardians, but they said they already knew, which surprised Siaria, so she asked how they knew. All that they said in response was,
"That's our little secret."
Siaria didn't like the answer, but she shrugged it off.
Siaria was currently talking to Ignitus, Volteer, and Terrador next to the Pool of Visions.
"Do you know of anyone that canhelp Cyrus?" asked Siaria pleadingly.
"Well, actually..." Ignitus was cut short because Sparx suddenly dashed in and flew straight into Ignitus's face, a golden trail following behind him.
"Hey, there's some chick at the door that wants to come in, what should I do?" Sparx said casually.
"First, please get out of my face, my eyes hurt." Sparx complied, apologizing, then Ignitus continued, "Second, let her in, we sent for her."
"Hm...now that you mention it, she did say Cyril asked her to come..." Sparx mumbled as he flew away to get Soyro to open the door.
"Ignitus? Who is this person?" asked Siaria.
"You'll find-out." replied Ignitus with a smirk as he walked to the main entrance room, everyone following close behind.
About five minutes later, everyone was in the main entrance room, including Spyro, Cynder, Charr (who looked very bored), and someone new. The newcomer was wearing a red hooded cloak. The newcomer's face was hidden by the hood and all that could be seen of the person's body were the feet and hands. Both feet and hands were a furry white, and sometimes the wrists could be seen, which were bright tan colored fur.
"You are the Sorceress we sent for, correct?" asked Ignitus.
"I am." replied the Sorceress. The Sorceress had a feminine voice, "What is you need me to do...or, should I say paying me to do?"
"We would like you to heal an injured pris..." Terrador ended his sentence after realizing what he was saying. He looked at Siaria to see if she noticed. She did. Siaria turned and walkd out of the room with a disturbing look in her eyes, "I-I-I...It was...woops..."
"Well, this could cause problems..." sighed Ignitus.
"We'll go talk to her." Cynder said as she followed the direction Siaria went in, Spyro following.
Charr, shrugged and just left the room.
"Alright," the Sorceress remover the hood, revealing the face of a female rabbit. Her fur was a light tan and her ears were falling behind her head and back, "so where's the person I need to heal?"
There was a loud crash as a wooded as a training dummy was obliterated on impact against the wall...for the tenth time.
"YAH!"
Siaria continued to massacre the wooden dummies. Weather it was slicing them to pieces with her tail and claws, launching them into walls, or freezing them into ice before shattering them to pieces, they all met the same fate. Siaria had accomplished in destroying almost all of the training dummies in the room and was panting heavily. She was facing a wall, holding herself up with her left arm against the wall. Siaria gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as she abruptly punched the wall with her right fist.
WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO HARM THOSE THAT I CARE FOR!
Suddenly, she heard someone call her name.
"Siaria!"
It was Cynder...
"Where are you!"
...and apparently Spayro too.
"Siaria, where ar...oh my..." Cynder walked into the training room, Spyro following behind.
"Holy shit..." gasped Spyro.
The trainng room was littered with broken peices of wood, peices of ice, and patches of ground that were covered in ice and snow. After examining the room for a few seconds, she noticed Siaria on her knees on the other side of the room with her arms wrapped around herself. Cynder ran to her, and Spyro followed. As Cynder got closer she saw that Siaria was shaking violently.
"Siaria," Cynder said as she knelt down next to her, "are you okay?"
"Why..." whispered Siaria, "why did it happen again?"
"Why did what happen again?" asked Cynder, concerned for her friend.
Cynder placed her paw on Siaria's back, but quickly pulled away with an, "AHHG!" because Siaria's body was freezing. Cynder looked at her paw and saw that it was frozen and brought her other paw to her wrist while cringing in pain.
"Cynder! What happened!?" Spyro yelled, surprised, as he saw Cynder's frozen paw.
Spyro grasped it in his own paw and began to heat it, melting the ice away. When all the ice was gone, he ended the flow of heat and looked at Siaria sadly.
If Malefor has something to do with this...!thought Spyro.
"Why must I be the one to hurt them?" Siaria whispered, barely audible.
"Thank you Spyro." Cynder said, still feeling a slight burning-ish sensation in her paw, "What should we do with Siaria?"
"I have an idea." Spyro said as he began using what mastery he had over ice to drop his body temperature to temperatures that would usually have killed a normal dragon, and placed his paw on Siaria. Nothing happened.
Hey! It worked! thought Spyro to himself (A.N:as if you think something to anyone BUT yourself...).
Spyro swept Siaria up bride-style. Siaria was whimpering quietly, cradled in Spyro's arms.
"Let's take her to her room, I guess." Spyro said as he began walking out of the training room, Cynder following closely.
I wonder what shook Siaria so bad for her to fall apart like this... thought Cynder sadly.
"Aside from the wing and the hole in his chest, I don't see what's wrong with him."
The guardians, including Cyril, who had recently returned, and the Sorceress were examining Cyrus. He was breathing erratically and the bandages were removed to reveal the relatively large wound in his chest, as he was laying on his back.
"Yes, we don't understand it either." replied Cyril.
The Sorceresss' ears suddenly perked-up, "Wait...I feel something, inordinate, about this dragon."
'Well," began Ignitus, "he was working for Malefor, so Malefor probably left a permanent mark on him, like Cynder."
"No, I can feel that, but...something else as well..." The Sorceress closed her eyes and touched Cyrus's arm. The scales felt as though they were scarred, but they looked perfectly fine, "That's odd," muttered the Sorceress.
"What's odd?" asked Volteer.
"Have you ever seen him in the light before?" asked the rabbit suddenly.
"Um, no, why?"
Without a word, the Sorceress flicked her Palm out and a bright orange glow appeared out of nowhere above her palm. But the light wasn't what everyone was looking at, it was Cyrus that surprised them. His body was suddenly covered in scars, bruises, and gashes.
"What!?" exclaimed Ignitus, "where did all of that come from...wait, Spyro and Cynder recalled seeing illusions when fighting Cyrus." Ignitus's eyes grew wide. Could he actually be the one?
"Well, he is a great illusionist, I'd say." laughed the rabbit, "He was able to fool the 'wise guardians' for atleast a month."
"Can you just heal him please?" said Ignitus, annoyed.
The Sorceress suddenly stuck her arm out ans quickly said, "Alright, but I want one of you to boil these herbs in water for about 10 minutes."
"I'll do it," replied Ignitus as he grabbed the pouch that the rabbit produced out of nowhere, "How hot should the water be?"
"As long as it's boiling, it doesn't matter."
Ignitus was about to say something, but thought better of it and turned then walked out. The Sorceress then stuck her arms out over Cyrus's body and closed her eyes. After about a minute, she said calmly, "Well, it seems that he has multiple disfigured bones, broken bones, and even a...rock, I think, nearly impaling his heart. How he's still alive, is a mystery to me."
"If his body was this damage," started Volteer, in utter befuddlement, "then how is he able to hide it from us! I mean, he had to be in so much pain!"
"I don't know, but, after I'm done, all of that should be gone. Now be quiet!" ordered the rabbit sternly.
There was a soft glow coming from the rabbit's paws as the she began healing the disfigured and broken bones in his body, small, disturbing, poping noises could be heard every few seconds. Afterward, she began working on the scars and gashes covering his body. They began to seal themselves as the Sorceress began to feel very fatigued. The last wound she healed was the newest one caused by the Ice Spike. Just before it sealed all the way, a small paice of stone floated out of the wound, and into the palm of the rabbit, then it sealed completely. After the all the wounds were healed, the rabbit opened her eyes, set her arms at her side, and said,
"Now if you'll excuse me, I would like to faint right..." the rabbit suddenly fell over to the side before she could finish her sentance. Luckily, Terrador was able to catch her before she hit the floor.
Suddnely, Cyrus's eyes shot open as he jolted upright on the bed and he began to look around, "What..." Cyrus looked at his body and was surprised to see that he had no more scars, in fact, his whole body felt better than it ever had before. He quickly looked up to his grey wing and let out a sigh as he saw the scar on it. Atleast I still have something to remember why I'm going to send Malefor straight back to that prison if he ever gets out.
"Cyrus?" Cyrus's thoughts were interrupted by Cyril, "How do you feel?"
Cyrus looked up at the blue dragon and simply said, "Like I could fight Gual's entire army and not break a sweat." Cyrus noticed the rabbit being held by Terrador, "Who's she?"
"She is the one that just saved your life." responded Terrador as he lifted the rabbit onto his shoulder and walked out of the room.
A thought suddenly crossed Cyrus's mind, "Where is Siaria?"
"Um, we don't really know, but she is still in the temple...I think..." responded Volteer quietly and with a lot less energy than normal.
I would check her room if I were you.
"Alright, I'll check her room." stated Cyrus to no one in particular.
"Um, okay, you do that." said Cyril, confuzed, as Cyrus hoped off the bed and walked by him, out of the room.
"Mom! I'm back!" Siaria walked into her little home, returning from her walk to the nearby lake, "Mom? Mom, where are you?" Siaria turned the corner into her mom's room and was face-to-face with a bloody sight. Her mom was laying on floor in a puddle of blood, her throat cut open and spewing blood. Siaria screamed in horror as she backed away, but she suddenly bumped into something behind her. She turned around to see a bronze colored dragon about her size starring into her eyes. The dragon's face was red with blood and an evil grin was spread across the dragon's face. "No...please tell me you didn't do this..."
"Oh, but I did, and I enjoyed it."
"No, please no."
"Yes, and guess what? I laughed as I watched her blood seep from her throat and the life drain from her face! I laughed as she pleaded for mercy!"
Siaria backed away from the dragon, shaking her head, refusing to believe his words, "No, no, no, no, no, no."
"And now, I'm going to laugh while I do what I did to your mother."
Siaria looked up into the eyes of the demented dragon, desperation plastering her face. The bronze dragon merely smiled as he brought his tail to her throat, the cold, barb touching her neck gently.
"Don't worry, it will be over soon, 'my love.'"
Siaria screamed as the blade was swiped across her neck, opening a gash in her throat, and releasing fresh blood onto the floor and the bronze dragon's already bloodied body.
Siaria bolted upright on the bed. She was breathing heavily and was covered in a cold sweat. Actually, she looked down at the bed and saw that it was frozen. She closed her eyes and beagn crying softly as she curled into a ball, her body convulsing every few seconds. She heard her door creak open and someone walk in but she didn't pay attention to it. She still didn't look as a paw was placed on her shoulder.
"Siaria."
Siaria continued to ignore the person as she cried.
"Siaria, look at me."
Siaria still refused to acknowledge the person.
"Siaria, look...at...me."
Siaria felt two paws grasp each side of her head and lift her up to be eye-to-eye with a pair of misty-silver eyes. At first, she didn't recognize them, she she spread her eyes wide at recognition of who was holding her.
"Cy...rus..."
"Siaria, I'm okay...it's okay...just stop crying." Cyrus said softly as Siaria wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I thought you were going to die..." sniffled Siaria as she rubbed her face against the smooth scales on Cyrus's neck.
"No way, I have some business to take care of before I die." responded Cyrus, almost laughing, gently rubbing Siaria's head, "Now, I want you to calm down, everything is fine."
"But it's not." Siaria said, quickly pulling away from Cyrus and turning her head away from him, "I-I nearly killed you."
"Don't blame yourself Siaria," Cyrus said, placing a paw on her shoulder, "You had to do it, just as with Spyro."
"It doesnt matter." Siaria whimpered, shrugging-off Cyrus's paw, "I should kill myself before I hurt anyone else."
"Siaria!" Cyrus yelled, aghast, " Kill yourself! That's-that's crazy!"
"But, I have hurt Spyro, nearly killed you, and killed my ma..." Siaria cut-off her sentence before she went too far.
"Your what?"
"Just...I-I don't want to be alone anymore, but...I always hurt those that I care for." Siaria said quietly, almost inaudible.
"Siaria, I will never let you be alone, okay?" Cyrus said as he walked in front Siaria and lifted her head to meet his gaze.
They starred into eachother's eyes for what seemed like an eternity, Cyrus smiling brightly the whole time, then, Siaria started leaning towards Cyrus, closing her eyes.
Cyrus...I...I need you.
What is she doing? thought Cyrus, Is she going to...
When Siaria leaned close enough so than their lips were only separated by a few, tiny, centimeters, the door flew open, an orange-red colored dragon walking in.
"The guardians wanted me to...well, well, well. What do we have here?" chuckled Charr.
Siaria and Cyrus looked over to Charr, then quickly turned their heads away from him and backed away from each other to hide their quickly reddening faces. Even a small amount of red could be seen on Cyrus's black scales.
"N-n-nothing is going on, Charr, we...uh...we were just..." stammered Siaria.
"Just, what?"mocked Charr.
"We were doing nothing." finished Siaria.
"Well, If nothing means making-out, then, yeah, I guess you were!" mocked Charr as burst-out laughing.
Cyrus looked over his shoulder at Siaria. She was looking directly at the ground with her wings drooping. Cyrus suddenly saw a tear hit the floor under Siaria. This sent Cyrus fuming.
"Charr." Cyrus said seriously.
"What is it, "lover boy?"
"Shut...up." responded Cyrus.
"Why? Am I hurting you feelings?" said Charr innocently.
"No, you're hurting herfeelings!" yelled Cyrus as he turned on Charr and starred into his eyes.
Charr froze. Cyrus's stare was very threatening, and it creeped him-out.
"Okay, okay...fine, I'll go." Charr said, sighing, "The guardians just wanted me to check on you." With that, Charr turned and left.
Cyrus sighed, "He was always a jerk...are you okay Siaria?"
"Yeah, I-I'm fine. Thanks." Siaria sniffled a little as she turned back to Cyrus. I hope he forgot about that...'special moment.'
"Well, I guess I should be going to my room..." Cyrus perked-up as he remembered something, "Oh yeah! I forgot. The guardians gave me an actual room now!"
"Oh...okay..." said Siaria sadly, noticing that she could see the stars out in the black sky through the window.
"Huh? What's wrong? Isn't that good?"
"Yeah, it is, just...I kind've wanted you to stay with me...tonight." Siaria said, getting quieter with each word until she almost couldn't be heard, "I-I didn't want to be alone..."
"Um...I don't think that's a good idea..." responded Cyrus.
Siaria's wings droop as she looked at the ground, "Oh...I'm sorry."
Cyrus walked over to Siaria as he said, "Oh no! Not like that! It's just...well, your bed is frozen."
Siaria looked over to her bed and thought, Oh yeah...right.
"So, I guess it would be fine if you stayed with me in my new room." Cyrus said, giving Siaria a warm smile and holding his paw-out to her. Siaria returned the smile and took his hand as she nodded. Together, they exited the room and began walking down the halls.
"So, is Cyrus your real name?" Siaria suddenly said.
"What!? Why wouldn't it be?" responded Cyrus, obviously confuzed.
"Well, you were an assassin so, I thought you might have, like, a secret name or something..."
"No, my name is Cyrus, but my friends call me 'Black'...well, when I had friends anyway..."
"Why do they call you that? Is it because you're scales are black?"
"No, it's because I have a 'black' past, if you know what I mean."
'Actually, no, I don't. Enlighten me." Siaria said, as they got to the door to Cyrus's room, which was apparently across the hall from Spyro's ( A/N: and Cynder's hehe).
"I'll just put things short. Basically, on every one of my birthdays, something bad happens. For example," Cyrus and Siaria walked into the room, Cyrus walked over to a candle and lit it with a small match, then did the same for seven others, "when I was hatched, my grandmom died, and the day I turned ten, my friend's house burned down. Finally," Cyrus walked over to the window and starred out into the night, an expression of sorrow on his face. Saria followed him to the window and stood behind him, "the day I turned eighteen, my village was attacked by apes and we were captured."
Siaria gasped, then said, "Oh my god Cyrus, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked..."
"No, it's fine," responded Cyrus as he turned back to Siaria and gave her a smile, "You didn't know."
Wow Cyrus, you are one strong paice of work. Mentally, and physically.Thought Siaria as she examined Cyrus. She couldn't remove her eyes from him for some reason, he just seemed to be entrancing in the glow of the candles and moon through the window. She found herself almost drooling over him. He's just so muscular!I mean! Siaria! What's wrong with you!? Get ahold of yourself!
Cyrus saw Siaria starring at him intently and started to feel blood rush to his face, "Um, Siaria, you're kind'a freaking me-out."
Siaria shook her head and apologized, "Sorry, just...daydreaming." Siaria smirked.
"Alright, I'll let you have the bed, and I guess I'll sleep on...the...floor..."
Don't say it, don't say it don't say it, don't say it. "Um, I wouldn't mind if you were on the bed..." Siaria mumbled.
"Are you sure? I mean, you don't have to sleep on the floor if you..."
Siaria cut him-off, "No...I, uh, mean, on the bed...with me..." Siaria looked-down as she said this and started to blush.
Cyrus also blushed slightly, "Oh, uh, okay...I'll uh, get a blanket."
Siaria climbed onto the bed and laid down on her back as Cyrus walked over to a small closet on the opposite side of the door. Cyrus grabbed a white sheet from the closet, closed the door, and returned to the bed. Siaria laid still as he spread the blanket over her and the bed. Siaria moved to the other side of the bed as Cyrus climbed onto the bed and laid under the covers as well, his back also to Siaria. After about a minute of awkward silence, Cyrus finally spoke-up as he sat up and looked at Siaria,
"Siaria? Are you awake?"
No response.
"Hm, guess not...Oh well." Cyrus leaned over to Siaria and whispered, "Good night, Siaria." then gently kissed her neck before laying back down, his back facing Siaria, and falling asleep.
FINALLY! GEESE! After about 3 weeks (I think), I FINALLY got this chapter out! I'm sorry it took longer than usual, but I had 4 projects, 3 tests, normal homework, and being a potrol leader (more like potrol baby-sitter. GOSH!)...oh yeah, I need to add that to my profile...Anyway, now, all of the projects are done, the tests are past, and ITS"S SPRING BREAK BABY!!! OH YEAH! PARTY!!! WOOOOOOOOT!!! XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, calming down now...*takes deep breath* hummmmmm, hummmmm, hummmmm, hummmmmm. Alright, I'm fine now. Wow, second longest chapter! Sweet! I hope you enjoyed it!
Aww, Siaria and Cyrus make a nice couple don't they? One is an ex-assassin with a bloody past, and the other is kind, gentle, and caring dragon with a...shoot, I'd have to reveal some stuff to tell you Siaria's past. Okay, forget that last sentence. You didn't read anything...
On a slightly unrelated note, I got a third story started! It's not a Spyro story though, it's a Star Fox one. So if anyone is a Spyro AND Star Fox fan (like me), check-it-out! it's called "Black Asassin: Reason to Live." Plus, the best part is, everyone's favorite assassin is an important character in it!
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That's it, till next time!
Cyrus Black, out! (Hey! I just realized! "Black" and "out" make "Blackout"!...don't comment on that...)