What's up guys! I finally found some free time to write this thing! For the next few days, I don't really see myself being extremely busy so I will try to get as much out as possible over the next week (my goal is two but with any luck, maybe even three chapters!)
Let's get things started! I don't own any Spyro characters. Enjoy!
The Dark Mistress
Chapter 8: And so it begins…
One month has passed since the day Mistress began building her army. Now, what started as a small group of dragons has grown into a massive and powerful army. Their numbers were easily much larger than that of Warfang and Mistress knew… tonight was the night she'd travel to the dragon city.
The dark dragoness led her army across the land, preferring to walk on the ground over flying in the air to prevent any detection. Soon, the army entered the shadows of the Enchanted Forest and began to weave between the trees. There were a few times where they had to stop to get their sense of direction back. The trees and wildlife in the forest seemed to all look the same and it would be easy for them to get lost.
After two hours of trudging through the forest, having to listen to the crickets sing their constant, and sometimes annoying, night songs, they reached the other side of the forest. The city of Warfang was in plain sight in front of them, but they still had quite a ways to go before they could reach it. However, the city was not the only thing in their sights. Standing there, at the edge of the forest, stood a dragon. A dark dragon. He was holding a piece of rolled up parchment in his jaws and smiled when he saw his comrades approach him. Mistress smiled evilly as well as she spoke to the dragon. "So, I take it your mission was a success my loyal spy?" she asked.
"But of course Mistress," he replied after tossing her the parchment. "I have mapped out the entire city as you have asked. And I've also stumbled upon some very useful information."
"Oh? And what would that be?" Mistress asked as she unrolled the map and laid it gently on the floor. The map was very detailed and even had a compass crudely drawn on it, with its 'north' direction pointing away from Mistress. The spy dragon came up to the map and used his claw to point out their current location.
"Right now, we are here, facing the northern gates. What I have discovered is that this wall, the western wall," he pointed to the wall he indicated, "is the least guarded of all four walls. After I told them I wanted to 'help' they conveniently placed me as one of the guards along that wall."
"Excellent work! We shall attack that area first thing in the morning!"
"Actually Mistress, if I may," the spy continued, "I believe we should attack even earlier than that." The evil dragoness gave him an angry glare that pierced right through him, asking him why he would defy her like that. "I-I d-don't mean to t-tell you how to manage the army," he was becoming increasingly nervous, afraid that she would kill him right on the spot, "b-but I'm just suggesting that we wait b-because I had the early morning shift and since I won't be there…"
"Then the wall will be at its weakest." Mistress finished for him. The dark dragon nodded in response. She turned to him and said, "Very well then. Choose two dragons amongst the army. Two who you believe would be the best leaders. We're going to have to split up the army if we wish for a successful attack."
The dragon did as he was told and in no time, he had chosen two of the strongest dragons in the army. Mistress then ordered the rest of the army to form four groups and assigned the two chosen dragons, the spy, and herself a group. To make things easier, she decided to give the group numbers. She had control of group one, which Mistress made sure was the smallest group on purpose, the spy had group two, and the other two dragons had groups three and four.
Once the groups were assigned, she spelled out the plan for them. She and her group would attack the weakened western gate when the guard duty would have switched to their spy. Once their attack began, most, if not all of the focus would be there, giving the other three groups a chance to attack the remaining walls all at once and catch the city off guard.
"You are all to be merciless towards any who stand against you! Forget the fact that they may be females and hatchlings! If they stand in your way, slaughter them! Do I make myself clear?!" she preached to the army.
"Yes Mistress!" the army yelled in unison.
"Good! Now all of you! Move out and get into position! Malefor's strength!" she shouted, punching the air enthusiastically.
"Malefor's strength!" they echoed, mirroring her motion.
And with that, everyone moved swiftly and quietly through the shadows of the night. Every dragon in that army wanted blood on their claws. The second battle over Warfang was about to begin…
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Sorry for the shortness of this chapter. It's just to set up the epic battle I have coming up! And you wont have to wait long (hopefully)! They will strike I the next chapter!
Till next time!
