Here's my second from last Chapter.

Chapter 9

Spyro eyes opened and he looked around without moving so as to not tip off his enemy. He heard sobbing nearby and knew that it was Cynder who cried. Spyro sat up slowly as he felt his skull mending and then his scales closing over the wound healing it completely. He looked and saw Lethek's back as he looked towards the sky as he smiled to himself. Spyro sat and heard Cynder gasp but he quieted her as he pulled himself into a standing position. Lethek noticed the silence and turned, his expression hardened as he looked at Spyro.

He sneered as he said, "It seems that mother truly cared for you more." Lethek leaned on his blade in a casual way as Spyro staggered when he became upright. Spyro's head was swimming from the rapid recovery from death he had just made and he snarled when the pain returned. Lethek looked at Spyro as he said, "I shall never understand why mother gave you a name of power." Spyro looked at him confused and asked, "What do you mean by that?" Lethek looked at him and snorted with cynical laughter as he said, "I know you have been made to study the ancient texts and I know to that you know nothing about there meaning."

Spyro looked even more puzzled as he tried to ignore the stabbing pains in his head while at the same time trying to comprehend what he was being told. Lethek turned away and said his back to Spyro, "Our mother is the Twilight Dragon which is why you and I are stronger than average why else do you think you were capable of doing so much at such a young age." Spyro stood a little straighter and said, "Ones heritage has nothing to do with being skilled." Lethek snorted and turned around pointing his sword at Spyro his eyes glinting with malice. He laughed and said, "Your heritage has everything to do with it, our mother was born when the Twilight Comet passed through the sky almost nine-hundred and sixty years ago but when she was still young powerful sorcerers imprisoned her within crystal and sealed her for nine hundred years."

He looked pleased at the look of shock on Spyro's face as he continued, "While she was incarcerated a young dragon came to the crystal where mother was imprisoned and she pleaded for the child that she carried. With what strength she had our mother brought forth an image of herself and blessed the young dragon but before she was pulled back she made a prophecy foretelling of her release and the love she would find." He lowered the sword slightly looking at Spyro who obliviously had never known any of this and continued on, "When mother was freed she went and sought someone though not even she knew who it was. She searched for years before she finally found him and eventually married him. I was born a short while after there marriage but before I was she made another prophecy telling that one of her children would be given a name of power and would become a great and powerful dragon."

His eyes narrowed with anger his very features echoed hate and he swore as he continued to talk, "When I was born mother did not bestow that name to me but instead waited forty five years in which I grew in strength and power, you were born and she named you Spyro, an incredible name of power." He snarled and raised the blade to an attack stance before finishing, "I learned this no more than five days after you were born and decided to take my revenge on them, I slew father first for trying to stop me and mother last for sending you away before my blade tasted your blood." He roared out and flew towards Spyro as he screamed; "Now I intend to finish what I started fifteen years ago!"

Lethek was two feet away when he swung the blade and out of nowhere a beautiful white blade appeared in Spyro's paw as he deflected the blow and spun slashing at Lethek who jumped back. Lethek looked at the sword that Spyro wielded and snarled, "Mother's blade" he whispered to himself. Spyro charged forward and swung at Lethek's head but he dropped down into a pool of darkness and came up behind Spyro and struck at his back sending him staggering forward as the sword connected with his flesh. Spyro turned and saw Lethek laughing as he glided forward his blade held in one hand as he moved toward Spyro.

This time he was ready for the attack; his blade came up to stop a blow to his face but was not quick enough to stop the fist that smashed against the side of Spyro's head. But Lethek wasn't done, his foot came up and kicked Spyro in the face then his tail came down on the wound in Spyro's back. Lethek's knee then came up against his chest and finally Spyro was tripped into the air and then blasted backwards as he called forth magic and shot a ball of red energy at Spyro. Spyro got up bleeding and bruised as Lethek laughed and said, "How can you expect to beat me with no skill whatsoever?" Spyro spat out the blood from his bleeding lip as he answered, "I'll find a way; you will pay for all the crimes you've committed."

Lethek laughed again as he walked forward slowly his sword pointed at Spyro in a menacing way as he spoke, "There is no way that you can beat me I have studied the Arcane arts farther than anyone believed possible, my strength surpasses all and you shall be no different than any of the others I have fought and killed before you." He laughed again as he charged at Spyro his sword flying in an upward motion. But Spyro deflected the blow and rushed forward as he struck at Lethek who became a blur and moved around Spyro and kicked him hard in the back. Spyro screamed as he was knocked forward but he righted himself and threw his sword at Lethek and this time Spyro hit him.

The sword caught him in the shoulder and he snarled as he pulled it out and threw it back at Spyro who with the help of his fast reflexes caught the blade. Lethek took a deep breath as he held up his sword and as he released the breath he called forth several words of power. His blade emitted an evil red light as his body became like shadow and he flew like a dark comet straight towards Spyro. He yelled as he struck at the oncoming figure but this new shadowy flesh broke apart and reformed behind him. It then struck him into the air and followed him with a rapid session of attacks each one leaving vivid burn marks where they hit him. When it was done its flesh turned back into that of Lethek and he kicked Spyro back to the ground and then all of the red energy flowed to the tip of his blade and shot down towards Spyro.

Spyro was blasted away as the energy hit the ground and he lay five feet away from where he originally had fallen. He lay still as Lethek floated down to the ground and looked at the apparently lifeless form of Spyro; He sneered and walked over to him. Spyro lay there until he heard the footsteps stop and he then jumped up and struck at Lethek, he felt his blade cut into Lethek's flesh. He screamed in pain and punched Spyro away who landed on his feet his sword held ready.

Lethek had had enough;
He called forth more power and rose into the air. His wings grew larger as power surged into him his pupils glowed red and his sword multiplied by five. Black armor appeared on him and as he hit the ground it gave way and formed a crater, he then stood and flew at Spyro. Spyro tried to side step but the swords made contact with him anyway knocking him away as the rest of the swords appeared on either side of him and began attacking him. He deflected two of the blades but the others slashed at him with great strength knocking Spyro around as if he were nothing more than a leave on the wind. Lethek landed on the ground and walked slowly towards Spyro who had several deep gashes.

He laughed ruthlessly as he said, "It looks like your time is at an end little brother and my time is at hand. I shall become known far and wide as a great and powerful dragon while you shall fade from memory." He sneered as his blades came up again and readied for another attack. Spyro staggered to his feet and looked defiantly at Lethek as he said, "Your right, your time is hand!" With that he lunged at Lethek and knocked away the swords that came up to stop him until there was nothing but the exposed torso of his hated enemy. Spyro flipped the blade around and stabbed it down through the armored chest of his brother who screamed and staggered back.

Spyro fell backward off his enemy and felt Cynder come to his side and help him to his feet as he watched Lethek pull the blade from his chest his breathing labored as he staggered forward. Lethek looked at Spyro and said, "This is impossible, I cannot die now, not now when I am so close to killing you." He fell slightly as Spyro looked at him with pity and answered, "Lethek, you couldn't have won because I've learned one thing you didn't which is why you lost." Lethek looked at Spyro and asked sarcastically even as his dark armor faded and his swords disappeared, "Perhaps you could tell me brother?"

Spyro shook his head and said, "No, I don't think I will." Lethek fell to his knees as his strength began leaving him and he suddenly threw his head back and roared, "You will never be rid of me Spyro I shall return to kill you!!" With that his strength left him completely and he fell backwards and was still. His body rose of the ground and slowly began to dissipate as his soul arose from body and vanished. Eventually nothing remained of the nightmare that had once been Lethek.

Spyro walked slowly over to the spot where he had died and retrieved the sword he had plunged into his chest. He felt Cynder put arm around his and say, "I'm sorry it had to end this way Spyro." Spyro looked upward at the sky as she led him away and said,
"I don't think it's over yet."

Well what do you think Please tell me.