~Backstage~
Knock. Knock.
Demex: Can someone get that.
Yxme: Hmm... I wonder who that could be. (He approaches the door, opens it and is surprised to see who knocked)
Yxme: Malefor! What are you doing here?!
Malefor snorts, which makes Yxme back away. He walks in the door and finds himself surrounded by Fira, Cynder, Spyro and the guardians.
Malefor: I come in peace.
He tilts to the side and something drops from behind his back. Spyro peers at the side and recognizes the body as Viper.
Spyro: What did you do to him!? (He growled at him)
Malefor growls back and tries to explain things.
Yxme: You know what, I'll let you guys handle this. I'm just going to go to the next room and post the next chapter for Viper, okay?
Yxme bolts out of the living room and closes the door. He wipes the sweat on his face and clears his throat.
Yxme: Viperwatcher owns nothing except his characters. Other canon characters are owned by their respective companies.
And in his behalf: To people who don't like the story, just don't read it.
He cringes as he hears shuffling outside the door.
Chapter 7
Misidentify
Demex groaned.
"In order for one to master ice, one must feel their power within them. One must grasp it then mold it and focus all the energy in one place. Once done, one must release it; in one long exhalation of breath."
"So that's how you do it…" groaned Demex. He had been reading for what seem like hours on end. His eyes were drooping and he could feel himself collapse at any second from exhaustion. Demex shivered slightly as he heard an animal howling from the woods. He sighed and laid down the thick book he was reading.
"I wonder if the stars are out." he said to himself as he approached the window. He looked up and examined the starry sky. He felt himself get relaxed at the sight as he also looked at the bright moon. He was about to turn around and go to sleep when he noticed something.
He looked down the forest floor as he noticed something shimmer. Curios he squinted his eyes even more. He recognized it as a dragon; a purple dragon that was walking towards the castle. Being dark, the color was the only thing distinguishable. Wait he wasn't walking, he was…limping?
"What's Spyro doing out there?" he asked himself as he looked at the purple being. Then without warning the dragon stopped walking and just dropped to the ground, no longer moving. Demex gasped.
"Don't worry Spyro, I'm coming!" he said as he felt his body get a jolt of energy.
He didn't know what happen but he knew one thing. Spyro had just passed out; for what reason he did not know. Fearing for his friend's fate, he quickly bolted through the door and into the hallway. He couldn't jump out the window since it was too small. The sound of his paws reverberated across the once silent hallways.
He was running so fast that he didn't notice that he passed by Spyro and Cynder whom just looked at him curiously, wondering where the blue dragon was going.
* * * * *
"Where's he going?" asked Spyro curiously as he looked at the blue blur that ran straight down the hallway. Cynder just shrugged, not knowing the answer as well.
"Demex, where are you going?" shouted Cynder at Demex.
"To help Spyro!" he answered, the words echoing at the empty hallway. Cynder turned to Spyro.
"Did you tell him to do anything for you?" asked Cynder. Spyro shook his head.
"I don't remember telling him to do something for Me." answered Spyro.
"You must've just forgotten." said Cynder.
"Maybe I did." said Spyro. Then the two dragons continued onwards.
* * * * *
Demex ran down the corridor and made it to the front doors of the Temple. The lights from the inside spilled outside as the doors opened up. The darkness scattered as the lights lit them up. Demex went down the steps and into the courtyard as that was where Spyro was. He stepped through the arch that marked the entrance of the courtyard and looked around.
The first thing that stood out from the area was a large mass in the middle. Demex blinked. He didn't know if he was seeing things or if his mind were playing tricks at him. The last time he saw Spyro, during dinner, was that they were almost exactly the same size. But now as he gazed on the mass, it was big. Like an adult dragon. Since when did Spyro become so big?
Shaking away his thoughts, he approached the dragon, but stopped, as he felt his paw stepped on something wet.
"Huh?" he asked as he turned up his paw to face him. He looked at it and as if on cue, the clouds opened up, revealing the moon for a split second then disappearing in the clouds again. The moonlight spilled, just enough, on the courtyard giving him enough light to see his surroundings much clearer. He looked at his paw again and recognized the substance.
It was thick. It was sticky. It was red. It was blood.
Demex gasped. His mind took a second to process the information and it came out with red flags. Spyro was wounded. And judging from the pool of blood that generated at Demex's feet, he was going to bleed to death if he didn't do anything to stop it. He quickly ran to the dragon's side, slipping once, covering himself in blood, but disregarded it.
He placed his ear on the dragon's maw and noticed ragged breathing. He was still alive but barely. And then the realization hit Demex. What was he to do? He didn't know a thing about first aid for dragons. For a moment he stood there motionless as his mind went overdrive. But it immediately stopped as it came into a conclusion.
'That's it! First Aid!' shouted Demex at himself. The number one rule for first aid is that if you don't know what to do, call somebody else who knows what to do. And that's what he did.
"HELP! ANYBODY, HELP!" he shouted to the heavens. But to his horror, no one responded.
"Damn it." he exasperated. He placed his paw at the purple dragon neck and felt his pulse. Thump…Thump…Thump…it was still there but slowly fading sighed. He realized that he needed to do one thing in order to call for help.
"I'll be right back" he said then bolted out of the courtyard and back into the Temple.
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"I had a great time Spyro, thanks for walking with Me." said Cynder sweetly to Spyro. Spyro smiled at her.
"It was my pleasure." replied Spyro. "Are you sure you don't want me to take you to your room?" Cynder shook her said.
"No but thank you; you're room's here anyway. Mine's just down the hall." said Cynder.
"Well…good night Cynder." said Spyro, yawning. Cynder smiled warmly at him. She walked up to him.
"Good night Spyro." she said, staring directly at Spyro's eyes.
For a few moments, both of them stared deeply at one another, without their knowledge. The two were in what seemed like a trance. Neither one of them wanted to break the eye contact. Cynder was the first to break from the trance; that's when she noticed how close she actually was to Spyro. There maws were inches from one another. She blushed at the thought. Seeing Cynder blush, made Spyro break from the trance. He was about to turn his head when, without warning, Cynder kissed him in the lips.
The purple dragon was stunned at that and pulled away from her, confusing Cynder as she watched him turn away and stare at the cave floor.
"I'm sorry, Spyro… I shouldn't have done that." She apologized as she looked at him, waiting for him to turn back to her.
"You caught me by surprise, Cynder." Spyro said still looking at the floor. Cynder felt bad for doing that. But she felt that it was the right thing to do. She felt the she had the right, at least, to express to Spyro what she feels for him. Now though, she was feeling sad, as the dragon she loved might not love her back.
Spyro's mind was going overdrive. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Cynder had actually kissed him. And here he was thinking that she didn't love him. But at an obstacle arose to Spyro's head. What was the next move he should do?
Cynder was about to apologize again but Spyro interrupted her before she could as he came in with a kiss of his own, surprising Cynder, but she didn't pull away from him.
The kiss ended and both dragons stared into each other's eyes. Spyro was blushing as well as Cynder. Cynder walked up to Spyro and began licking his face.
"Have I ever told you I love you?" she whispered to her ear. Spyro nuzzled her.
"Yes you have. Back at Malefor's Lair." answered Spyro.
"Now you remember. I should have kissed you a long time ago." said Cynder.
"I think you should have… I love you." said Spyro to her ear. He was about to kiss her again when they heard the sound of footsteps. They immediately broke away and turned around to see who it was.
"Have you guys seen Demex?" asked Fira walking up to them. "Are you two okay? You both look...red." Cynder bowed her face as Spyro shook his head.
"We saw him earlier, running down the hall, why what happened?" asked Spyro.
"I heard someone scream earlier." said Fira.
"We didn't hear anyone." said Cynder looking up again.
"Hmm… I wonder where he could be." said Spyro.
"Have you asked the guardians about this? Someone wandering at the forest at this time of night is bad. You know that Predators hunt at this time." said Cynder.
"Don't remind me. I hate those things." replied Fira.
"Yeah, me too; I still get nightmares about them." said Spyro.
"I hope that no one encounters them. They can tear you apart like your nothing." said Cynder. Fira shook her head.
"We're getting off topic. Where do you think Demex could be?" asked Fira.
"I don't know, dining hall maybe?" asked Spyro.
"Checked that, he's not there." said Fira.
"Training room?" asked Cynder.
"Nope.
"Armory?" asked Spyro. Cynder chuckled.
"What would he be doing at the armory?" asked Cynder rhetorically. Spyro shrugged.
"Nope, he's not there as well." answered Fira.
"Well…did you check the courtyard?" asked Spyro.
"That…I haven't yet." said Fira.
"What would he be doing at the courtyard?" asked Cynder.
"I don't know, practicing his breath maybe?" suggested Spyro.
"He hasn't learned his breaths yet." said Fira.
"Technically, he has, he told me earlier that he was going to read the book that Cyril assigned to him. Maybe he wanted to do a test run." said Spyro.
"That's a possibility." said Cynder.
"Well thanks for suggesting, I'm going to go now." said Fira.
"Okay." said Spyro and Cynder.
The three were about to disperse when all of a sudden a voice was heard from down the hall.
"GUYS!!!" shouted the voice. Fira, Spyro and Cynder turned their heads in unison and saw Demex running to them. Fira couldn't believe her eyes. At first she thought it was her mind playing tricks with her but it wasn't. Demex was covered in blood.
"Demex! What happened!?" asked Fira. Demex was about to answer when he trip as he lost balance when his eyes laid on Spyro.
"Ugh…" he groaned. Demex looked up and saw the three dragons staring down at him. He quickly stood up. Fira repeated her question.
"Demex! What happened!?" she asked, looking at Demex's blood soaked body. Demex ignored her as he stared wide eyed at Spyro.
"How did you…but you were…courtyard…bleeding." stammered Demex. The three of them just looked at Demex with curios, confused looks. For a moment they were liked that until Demex broke the ice.
"If you're here," said Demex, pointing to Spyro "Then who's the purple dragon at the courtyard!?"
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