Chapter 9: Molt's Power
The three friends stood in front of a barricade of rocks and earth. Cynder had led them to it, and behind the wall was the cavern where Molt had last cast his illusion. They could hear a few cries and strange noises coming out from behind the wall. "Ready?" Cynder asked Spyro. "Yeah, Let's do this," he replied.
They smashed through the barricade of rocks with their powers. Molt was nowhere to be seen at first, but what they saw was unsightly. Many apes that had been resurrected were screaming and howling in agony inside cages, unable to control Molt's power. There were other bigger cages that had Wyverns and grublins inside them, also mutated by Molt and screeching as they tried to resist being taken over by Molt's dark magic. There were also some dragons that were mutated, and their brains had been completely consumed by the darkness, turning them into killing machines.
Cynder frowned. "How... how could he be so cruel?" she asked as she leaned her head on Spyro's shoulder. "I don't know..." Spyro answered, also disturbed by how cruel Molt had been to the creatures, even though some of them used to be enemies.
They saw another tunnel that was dug out at the far end of the cavern and decided to go wherever it led them, seeing that it was the only possible place that could lead to Molt. They continued to venture deeper into the tunnel.
Eventually, they found Molt inside a large cavern, infusing dark magic into a resurrected ape. He noticed their presence almost immediately. "Oh, wow. You found me. Congratulations. Whatever will I do." He spun around to face the three friends and turned the ape into black slime. Spyro narrowed his eyes menacingly on Molt. "I don't know what your problem is, but I'm not letting you kill everyone!" he declared.
"Of course you wouldn't. Why would you let me kill everyone, anyway?" Molt slammed his paws onto the ground and a coffin started rising up from the earth. "A final test before you fight me," he said. The coffin had the words 'The Dark Master' on it.
"No! We can't let him resurrect Malefor!" Spyro breathed fire at the coffin and Cynder shot acid at it. The coffin stopped moving upwards for a while, its top half sticking out of the ground. Spyro and Cynder continued to shoot at it, and it sunk back down into the earth.
Molt frowned. "So be it. I don't need to use Malefor's power to win this fight anyway. I was just planning to use him to weaken you, but it seems I have to do everything around here." Molt took in a huge breath and breathed out blue colored flames. These blue flames were much more powerful than normal ones, and he managed to burn Spyro and Cynder by their tails as they both leapt away from his attack. "Keep up!" Molt slammed his paw on the ground and a pillar of stone rose up beneath Spyro and Cynder, nearly hitting their bellies. Next, Molt's body started sparking with black electricity and bolts of static shot out from his body, narrowly missing the two dragons as they continued to evade his attacks. "Running around like a pair of rats!" Molt shouted as Spyro and Cynder hovered around him.
"Fire, Earth and Electricity. He's used three elements already. There's no telling how powerful he is, be careful," Spyro warned Cynder.
"I will."
"Good observation. But sadly, knowing that I'm powerful won't save you!" Molt shot out a beam of dark magic from his maw, creating a huge circular hole at where Spyro had been hovering. Cynder darted towards him and tried to strike him with her poison coated claws, but he quickly turned to her and grabbed her by the throat. "Big mistake!" He grinned evilly and tightened his grip on Cynder's neck. Cynder's scales started to turn black. Molt was infusing his power into her. "Cynder, no! Don't let him control you!" Spyro cried out desperately. Cynder struggled to fight the darkness that was eating at her mind, but she couldn't control its power. She held on to Molt's limb, trying to get him to let go of her while she shouted and screamed in agony as his dark magic corrupted her. Half of her mind was possessed by the darkness, making her scales on one half of her body black and emitting dark smoke, while the other half was her usual shade of purple. "Foolish little rat. You were born merely to be a toy for us dark magic users. You cannot control my power." Molt tossed Cynder to the side like a toy and made an even bigger dent in the wall than the one that the ape had made when he punched Cynder into the ceiling.
"Cynder!" Spyro gasped in horror. Molt turned to face Spyro. A bloodthirsty look crept onto his face. "I'd say this battle is off to a good start for me... but we haven't had enough... blood." Molt appeared behind Spyro and kicked his back with great force. Spyro felt his spine almost crack and coughed out blood. He slammed face-first into a wall, creating a dent in the shape of his body from the force that was used to kick him. Sparx, who was watching from behind a tiny rock that was inside the tunnel to the cavern where they found Molt, winced. Man, that's gotta hurt. he thought.
Molt held out his paw with his palm facing Spyro. A small vacuum appeared in the center of his palm. It started sucking in air, and eventually got so powerful that it plucked Spyro's body out from the dent in the wall, causing him to hurtle towards Molt. He grabbed Spyro by his neck and threw him onto the ground. Spyro coughed out some more blood. Molt vomited out two sharp, black, rods from his mouth and used them to pierce through both of Spyro's forelegs, pinning him to the floor. "If you could confront all your hatred and end your pain, what would you do?" Molt kneeled down to Spyro's head and asked him.
Cynder got out of the wall and staggered around clumsily, still partially possessed by the darkness and unable to control her body properly. She lunged towards Molt. Molt turned around grabbed her by the face. He slammed her face-first back into the wall that she had just got out from. Cynder slowly pushed herself out of the wall again. "Spyro... I'll protect you..." she managed to say in a half distorted voice because of Molt's corruption. Her face was full of blood, and her belly had many cuts and bruises. Molt snickered. "Don't make me laugh, you haven't even put a scratch on me yet." He grabbed her neck from behind and pulled her out of the wall. He began to repeatedly smash her into the wall and pluck her out. Then, he took Cynder by her throat, threw her down onto the ground and stomped down on her stomach, causing her to cough out blood.
Spyro and Cynder were fighting a losing battle.
A.N. I think this was a little too violent, but whatever. Tell me how garbage I was in the reviews :D
The Dark Death: If you don't like the story, don't read it. Simple as that. I already mentioned that it was garbage.
MurasakiKuroAkai: Thanks for the feedback. I just thought that maybe "Cynder-shaped dent" would be a little funny. As for the apes, I didn't really make any references there, I just wanted them to seem tougher.
