Hey guys. Real sorry for the delay. I tried to make it up to you all by making the chapter a bit longer but I don't want to reveal TOO much in one chapter. Anyways, after uploading this, I won't be able to use my laptop for some time. Tomorrow I'm sending it to a PC shop to get it fixed. When it's fixed, I'll let you all know. Also, I temporarily took the blind poll off some time back so that you folks can see the current results. It's now blind again so I hope you folk saw the current results. There's still some time before I close it. Remember, you can ONLY select different Pokémon of the same/different gender. I do not own Spyro or Pokémon. Enjoy.
P.S. - Chapter doesn't look long to me. -_-
Chapter 6
It was pitch black. There was no scent in the air. Not a sound was to be heard; save for the sound of a heart beating like a drum. It was just a black, empty void. At least to a certain purple it was.
Spyro had found himself inside a dark void. The last thing he recalled before he blanked out was him about to be carried away by the Mankey's until someone scared them away upon arrival. Where he is and how he got there was beyond him. Surprisingly, there was a solid ground beneath his paws. He then began to scout the area hoping to find a sign of life and possibly a way out.
After a while, the purple male had stopped. It may have been a five or ten minute walk but it felt like hours to him. To top it all off, there was absolutely nothing in the void. He then gave a shout out. However, his voice did not ring through the place. He was hoping his voice would be carried out. A sudden chill ran up his spine. He quickly spun around but only saw the blackness of the place. When he turned back around, he nearly jumped when he saw a wooden oak door in front of him.
"You weren't there seconds ago." Spyro muttered. He examined the door. It looked old for it had some cracks in it. Not only that but upon peeking around it, it led nowhere. This was strange. A door leading to nowhere suddenly appearing out of nowhere? The question made him chuckle slightly. He went back to examining the wooden door.
There were no keyholes or doorknobs to open it. Perhaps on the other side, he thought as he went to the other side. Nothing there. It's just a flat wooden door. This was weird.
"…SSSSPYYYROOOooo…"
The dragon whirled around. Who was that?
"...SSSPYYYROOOooo…"
There it was again. Spyro felt nervous. The echoing voice sounded exactly like the Dark Master's voice at the Convexity. Was he still alive? He had hoped not.
"Spyro…"
This time, the voice sounded a bit clearer. It was rather old and raspy, full of wisdom, and almost sounds familiar to him. It was a little difficult to tell whether it belonged to a male or female because of how old the voice was, but it was definitely a male.
"Who are you? Where am I?" he shouted into the air.
"Spyro, it is good to know that you are alive." the voice said. "It has been quite some time since we last met, has it not? Three years to be exact; if not more."
"Who are you? What's going on? Where am I?"
The voice gave a slight chuckle. "Calm yourself young Spyro. You will remember in time. You do have a good question though. Where are you? Ever since the fall of Malefor and the world being pieced back together, you simply vanished. I spent days looking for you but I never thought you would be in another realm. Tell me young dragon, wherever you are, are you okay?"
Spyro knew the voice sounded familiar but he can't remember who. However this voice sounded like he can trust it. He thought it might be best to tell him.
"Well, I'm fine for now. I'm not in the dragon world but I'm a completely different one. Another problem is my elements. I can't use them anymore." the purple male finally said.
"I see." the voice continued. "Spyro, I wish to speak with you more so that I may possibly help with your situation. For now this is a problem that you must figure out on your own." the voice must have sensed the confusion from Spyro for he added, "My magic drains by the plentiful. Mental communication in realms distant from the dragon world requires a large amount, especially ones that I have not seen. Be wary young dragon. For there may be more trouble wherever you are. Now I must leave to rest. I have reached my limits. Until then, farewell for now young Spyro." the name echoed throughout the void as it slowly faded away.
Throughout the short talk, Spyro never asked about the door. When he turned around, the door was gone. What an odd door is what he would say. Why was it there? Where did lead to? Then something snapped the purple saviour out of his thoughts. Where is the exit to the place?
…awaken brave dragon…
Then everything went white…
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The place was quiet. The only sounds anyone would hear would be the splashes of the sea, calm winds, and if possible a soft moan from someone waking up. Spyro.
Upon waking up, the first thing he did was check his surroundings. He was no longer on the dirt path but was inside Charizard and Feraligator's home. The two Pokémon were fast asleep. Looking out at the sky, it was night time. How long was he out? He remembered clearly what happened. Three fur-ball like Pokémon, two small and one big, and they all had pig snouts. He remembered hearing the big one referring the small ones as Mankey's.
Spyro couldn't believe this. He's hardly been in the world of Pokémon and already he runs into trouble. More like it ran into him. His recovery has probably worsened from the conflict. He stood up and made his way to the stairs. He needed some air. Only when he got topside did he noticed it. He felt no injuries. Had he become adjusted to it? Or was he fully healed? Whatever the reason is he dismissed it.
As he sat near the cliff edge, he began to think about his dream. Or at least that's what he thought it was. The voice sounded familiar and they said that it was three years since he last met whoever it was. A lot has happened during the dawn of the dragons. What was he to do as of now? Find a way back to the dragon world of course. The only question is where to start off at. He knew everyone would be worried of his absence, including his "favourite brother" Sparx. Now that he thinks about him, he begins to think about the people he misses. Flash and Nina. They raised Spyro as if he was their actual son, even though there was a major size difference with dragons and dragonflies. Cynder. Once the puppet of the Dark Master, now a close friend to the purple dragon. She stayed by his side and saved him not once but twice from the darkness within him. One was when he was at the Well of Souls. The second reason however made his eyes water but did not cry. He had lost a dragon who was like a father to him. Ignitus. He shielded Spyro and Cynder as they safely pass through the Belt of Fire.
Spyro could not believe that he had done that. There had to be another way through the belt. But Ignitus had died as a hero to Spyro.
"Let it go..."
Spyro jumped upon suddenly hearing the voice.
"...for it will only weight you down."
The purple male spun around and saw someone standing on a boulder. The tall mysterious figure wore a black cloak that barely touched the ground. The only thing that was noticeable was the purple eyes underneath the hood that hid the person's face.
"Who are you?" Spyro's tone was calm but had some aggressiveness behind it.
"My identity is of no concern. But know I'm neither friend nor foe. Enough of me; let us move onto you." Spyro relaxed a bit then the figure continued. "I know you are not of this world. You wish to return, no?"
The dragon's eyes widen. "H-How…?"
"You are easily given away. Not just by appearance but in many other ways as well. The Xatu you've encountered was one Pokémon that noticed you in his own way."
"Okay, so why are you here then? I know it's not to simply say 'hi' to me."
The figure only grunted before saying, "Some time in the future, you will meet two Pokémon that will help you. Give yourself to them so that you may not confuse them with others." Spyro shot a confused look. "You will know in due time."
The wind gently blew some leaves in front of Spyro. Because of this, he could not see the cloaked figure. A split second later, he finds the figure no longer on the boulder.
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Morning finally came and Spyro was still outside. What the unknown figure told him in the end kept repeating in his head. Give himself to the Pokémons he'd meet so that he won't confuse himself with others? That made no sense and it confused him greatly. He shook it out of his head for the time being and stared out at the clear ocean. The scent of the waves crashing into the rocks below the cliff reached his nostrils. One whiff and he felt rejuvenated. All sounds except for the waves were oblivious to the dragon. He didn't even notice Charizard and Feraligator calling him until he was splashed by a stream of water.
"What's wrong Spyro? You look a bit lost there." the water-type asked.
Spyro shook the water off his scales. He still felt wet even though he was dried. "Well, apart from me being soaked I'm okay. I was just looking out at the sea. By the way," he turned completely around and faced the Pokémons. "Thanks for saving me again."
"What?" both Pokémon shot a quizzical glance at the purple dragon.
"Come on guys, one of you had come in time before those Mankeys and the bigger one could do away with me."
Charizard and Feraligator looked at each other then back to Spyro.
"Uh, Spyro?" Charizard began. "We were at Spinda's Café the entire day. We found you inside our home unconscious later that night. That was nearly a month ago."
Spyro's expression quickly changed from calm to shock. He tried to speak clearly but was too shocked by the news. Charizard figured that this would happen and said that he was indeed telling the truth.
"Did you say that a couple of Mankeys and someone else came at you?" asked the fire-type.
"Yeah. Two Mankeys and one big guy that told a really bad joke."
"How bad?"
"He said and I quote 'No jokey if you got no Poké'."
The Pokémons facepalmed.
"I had a feeling it'd be them." Spyro quizzically cocked his head. "Spyro, you've encountered Primeape and his Mankey pals A.K.A. 'Team Frenzy'. They're wanted criminals that steal from others and tell really bad jokes whenever they have the time. That's during the day but when night time rolls in, well..., they go berserk and destroy things. During their frenzy craze, they sometimes kill innocent Pokémon and rob them of their valuables." Spyro was about to ask but Charizard knew what he was going ask and said, "Exploration Teams have tried to capture them but they were easily flatten, rolled up and tossed aside. Not only that, they're hard to track down for they are constantly on the move."
Those words stirred a low rumble in Spyro's throat. He wished that he had his elements so that he could have taken then down with ease.
"Anyways, the guild is closed for a few days. Chatot asked if we could help make some space for when they get new members. Wanna come with?"
Spyro wave a paw and said, "Nah, I think I'll stay here. You guys go ahead."
With that said Charizard turned to leave but stopped when he noticed Feraligator was standing in the same spot deep in thought. However, he wasn't too deep in it when Charizard gave a nudge with his elbow. Doing so caused the water –type to quietly hum. He had realised that the conversation was over and that it was time to leave. Spyro remained in the chamber as the Poké duo left. Once they were far enough, Charizard decided to ask something.
"What wrong Feraligator? You looked kinda lost after Spyro said he was staying."
"Well," Feraligator began. "It's not about him but Team Frenzy. They're getting worse and I'm not referring to their horrible puns."
"True. I am glad for the fact that they know nothing of Spyro's situation. I hate to think of what they would plan if they did."
Feraligator nodded in agreement.
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It has been an hour after since Spyro's Pokémon friends left to the guild. Once again, he had nothing to do but sit at the cliff and stare out at the clear ocean. He took a deep breath through his nostrils, filling his lungs with fresh air and his mind with the cool scent of the ocean and then exhaled. This was somewhat becoming a habit now but there was nothing wrong with waking up to a new day. Although, this was starting to become a tad boring for the dragon. Everyday, he'd wake up with nothing to do but stare at the ocean and recall all the past adventures he had. He needed something to do for he believed he'd go crazy from the boredom.
His mind flooded with ideas of what to do. Sit on the beach? Train? He was leaning towards training. He hasn't fought in a while and didn't want to be out of shape. He had encountered Team Frenzy and barely got out alive if it wasn't for his mysterious rescuer.
The purple male remembered the mysterious figure from last night. He never bothered to tell his friends about it. Neither one saved him so he had to assume that the cloaked figure did. He made a mental note to ask it if he sees it again.
A heavy sigh escaped from Spyro. Boredom really caught on to him. He unfurled his wings but a sudden jolt ran up his spine and he cringed. The lack of flight made his wings stiff as a board. Every time he moved them it caused quick semi-painful jolts. Spyro knew that flying was out of the question…but not gliding. He tilted his wings forward and back a bit then side to side. Pain struck him again when he tilted his wings to either side but other than that, he was good to go. He just had to avoid flapping and tilting the wings to the side and try to tilt his body instead.
He neared the edge and looked down at the waves crashing into the rocks then turn towards the beach and back. He pushed off the edge and in an instant his wings caught the air under him. Slowly but carefully, he turned towards the beach with the help from the breeze pushing him that way. It didn't take long to reach the white sandy beach. He circled around a few times as he slowly descended to the ground.
He finally touched down and was about to relax in the water when suddenly…
"Hey you there!"
Spyro turned and saw what appeared to be some kind of fox running towards him. Its fur was yellow and its mane was white. When it stopped in front of him, he saw that it had black eyes.
"Hello there." Spyro suddenly said.
"I'm sorry sir." it was a female. "Can you please help me? My Flareon sister is missing. She was last seen in this area."
Spyro seemed a bit hesitant at first but he quietly nodded. Why would he say no?
"Oh thank you sir!" she squealed and pulled Spyro in a tight embrace.
"URK! Can't…breathe…crushing…lungs." Spyro tried to say.
"That's enough Jolteon! You're suffocating the poor guy!" came another feminine voice. Spyro turned his head just enough to see who had said that.
From the same direction Jolteon came from was a green Pokémon with green eyes and its ears and tail looked like big leaves.
"Come on sis. He won't be able to help us if he dies from your death hug." it said.
Jolteon finally released Spyro. "Sorry. I didn't mean to do that."
"That's what you said to the last sixty-seven Pokémon. May they rest in peace."
"Leafeon!" Jolteon scolded
"Just kidding." Leafeon chuckled. She then turned her attention to Spyro. Now free from the Jolteon's death hug, he was massaging the back of his neck. "Sorry. Sis here just likes to give hugs to Pokémon."
"Only the helpful ones."
The grass-type just rolled her eyes. "Anyways, thanks for helping us in on finding our sister, uh…"
"Spyro." he introduced.
"Spyro? Odd name but I won't complain." the Leafeon thought out loud.
Ignoring that comment, Spyro jumped to the subject. "So, how long has Flareon been missing?"
"About three days." Leafeon answered in a low tone.
Jolteon began to tell the story. "We decided to go camping and we chose this spot. It was just us three and no one else. Around midnight, I woke up to see Flareon walking away. She said that she had to do her…business. A few minutes later an earthquake shook the area and that was the last time we saw her."
Spyro hummed quietly, ponder about the situation. They said that Flareon was last seen in the area he now. There were no other places to go. So where did the Flareon disappear to? He examined the area but found nothing of interest except for a cave.
The Eon Pokémons saw where he was looking.
"We've been there but the path further in is blocked by a cave in. They're too heavy for us to move." Leafeon said.
Spyro just faced them with a smirk and said, "Well, I think we should check out the blockade. Don't you think?"
Jolteon and Leafeon nodded in agreement. Soon the trio ventured forth into the cave.
That's it for now readers. I can't reveal too much of what's gonna happen. Read and Review please. Don't worry. I'm gonna tell you all when my laptop is fixed. Sorry to make you all wait longer.
