CH10

Spyro head felt like it weighed a ton as he stirred from his sleep. (More like coma)

this was the worst headache he had ever felt before, even after he defeated Cynder, it wasn't this bad.

He tried to stand on his weary legs, but to no avail. He was still in total darkness, and had no idea where he was, or what had happened to him. All he knew was that Deo had sent him somewhere, but he didn't know where.

After a few more hours of rest, he was able to stand.

He shuffled around in the darkness until he felt the wall of wherever he was, and then tripped hard over something.

"Ow! Son of a…" he grabbed the stick he tripped over and was about to hurl it into the darkness when he realized what it was.

"A stick! Thank the gods!" Spyro blew fire on it and now had light.

Examining the cave walls, he saw claw marks, and a sign of a struggle.

Something was familiar about this place…it was his cave!

It had been stripped of all of his possessions and apparently, a huge boulder had been rolled over the entrance.

He walked over to the boulder and knocked on it with his fist. It was pretty solid.

His knock echoed through the cave, when he heard a raspy voice call out.

"Who's there?"

Spyro turned around with his torch and walked to where the voice had come from.

It came from where his bad was, or used to be.

He shined the light over it and saw, an aged, and battered female dragon, lying on a pile of leaves. She looked to be about 40.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" she asked weakly. She had scars on much of her body and she was clearly hanging on to life by a thread.

Before Spyro could answer her first question, she began talking again, she had been in this cave alone a little too long.
"you seem familiar…yes…I once knew a brave dragon who looked like you…I loved him with all my heart…one day we were out at a special place he had shown me…Ignitus said he needed help…Oh Ignitus! Why did you have to die? ...so he went with him…he promised me he'd return…but he didn't…that was the last time I saw him…"
Spyro looked into her weathered eyes with a tear in his.

"Amber…its me-"

"Amber…no one has called me that in years…"

"It's me…Spyro…" he said more tears falling now.

"No…you can't be Spyro…Spyro died that day at the cliffs…"

"No! Amber it's me! I am Spyro! Please believe me!" he said louder to her as his voice echoed through the cave…
she kept rambling on in her story, apparently unaware that Spyro was even talking.

"when Spyro was gone, no one was left to protect us against the dark master…then his general Deo came to take me back…I told him I wouldn't go…after killing some of his ground troops…he sealed me in my love's cave…I'm coming Spyro…" she said with her final breaths.

"NO! Amber I'm right here! Don't die Amber, I love you! Please…don't die…"

he felt her hand go limp in his own, and a wave of anger and grief swept over him.

After all they had been through together…convincing her to leave Deo…the perfection that was their relationship…all turned to nothing.

"Amber…mark my words…I will avenge you…" he kissed her on the cheek and covered her body with leaves.
He had a renewed sense of strength as he used his earth shot to blast the boulder to pieces, and free himself.

He stepped outside to a world that had been raped of its beauty, and cursed with the darkness of 1000 nights.

The happy place that had once been dragon village was now a heap of burned debris. The dragon temple stood in ruin and the entire area was deserted.

The skies were a swirling black as purple lightning descended from the clouds.

"What happened here?"

Then the obvious hit him.

"Deo couldn't defeat me…so he sent me…into the future…"

Spyro hit the nail right on the head. Deo had sent him about 32 years into the future, where the dark master's evil will, is law.

He wandered through the remains of the village, unaware that his every move was being watched.

He climbed the destroyed steps to the dragon temple, and walked into the first room, his old classroom…where he and Amber first met.

He then heard the familiar cry of the apes that he had fought a million times before.

"Alright you filthy apes! You want a piece of this? Come get some!" Spyro commanded.

Unfortunately for him Spyro was still weak from his fight with Deo.

He fought most of them off, but there were way more than he had ever seen, so he decided to run. He ran as fast as he could until he came to a dead end in a cave that he

remembered was Flames.

He could here them coming…this was it, his fight to the death…to be killed in the future…this cant be his destiny.

A rock from inside Flames cave lifted up and Spyro felt something grab his foot and pulled him into the hole.

He felt a hand over his mouth

"shhhh! Don't make a sound." His captor said softly

they heard the footsteps of the soldiers above them come, and then go.

"who are you?" Spyro asked

"my name is Jerrica. And a thank you, is usually customary when you save some ones life." She was a pretty orange dragon who looked to be about Spyro's age.

"Sorry, thank you Jerrica."

"you look kind of familiar…are you from around here?"

"Well…kind of…"

"we'll worry about that later…are you hungry?"

"Yeah…very much" as his stomach growled as if on que.

"Hehe, ok lets go." Jerrica said as she took off town a small tunnel with Spyro in tow.

They arrived at some sort of living area that was completely underground and lit by torches.

In the middle of the room lay two older dragons that he recognized as Flame and Ember.

"Flame! Ember! Are you guys ok?" Spyro said, happy to see that not everyone he knew was dead.

"Jerrica who is this? You know you can't just bring stray dragons into our hideout like this." Flame said

"Flame it's me! Spyro!" Flames eyes widened when he said Spyro.

"How dare you speak that name! No one knows Spyro! Not like I did…"

"Flame will you listen to me! I-AM-SPYRO!"

"well…you do kind of look like him…but you can't be…he died years ago…"Ember said raising her head from her nap.

"C'mon Spyro lets get you something to eat." Jerrica said motioning him to follow.

"ugh…I need to get back to my own time…"

Deo threw spyro into the future! a dirty trick indeed...thanks to everyone who has reviewed my story. reviews keep me going, so keep them coming! thanks again!