Training got more intense and I usually came home exhausted. Cyril kept saying that the time was coming to mobilize the armies and end the war, but it was always just talk. Things were pretty quiet now, not a lot of action or blood shed.
"Good morning love." Cynder said interrupting my thoughts.
"Good morning Cynder. Did you sleep well?" I asked.
"Yes I did sleep well." Cynder said.
The morning went by pretty fast and soon it was time for more of my training. I walked to the training tent as normal. I went to melee combat class, I was the best in the Vanguard and everyone knew it, anyone who spares against me would have a look of fear in their eyes. This was the only training I really had since I mastered earth, I had to go to Volteer next to master electricity. I soon found myself in the sparring ring against a much larger dragon; he was about three times Flames size. I would use my size to my advantage and quickly dodge his attacks.
"Ready, set, fight!" The instructor yelled.
The large dragon threw a hefty paw at me, but I quickly rolled to the side and charged at him. I managed to knock him off balance a bit, and stumbled and fell onto his side. He slowly got up and spat at the ground.
"Nice move." He huffed.
He charged at me, I grinned, I knew I had won at this point. I rolled underneath his legs and grabbed his tail by my mouth and pulled him down to the ground. I quickly hopped onto his back and lightly placed my jaws around his neck.
"Spyro wins, not a surprise here, go to your next class your done here." The instructor said.
I walked towards Volteers class, this was the last thing I had to do and I would be a true purple dragon. Volteer was busy teaching his students. I walked into his class and he greeted me with a hearty hello.
"Good morning Spyro, ready to begin your training?" Volteer asked.
"Sure, let's go."
"Alright get in line and I will go over basic safety rules and such."
I walked into line and Volteer assumed his position in front of the first line.
"Now, electricity is raw power, as electric dragons we are very fortunate to be able to control this energy. This element is very dangerous though, too much of it and your heart will explode and you will unfortunately die. Now I have three basic rules to go over to prevent this from happening. Rule one, never and I mean never shoot a bolt of electricity at another dragon. This puts their life in jeopardy. If I catch any of you doing this you will regret it. Rule two, don't do moves that would drain your energy, if you use up your body's energy, you will sadly die. And last but not least, Rule three, take your time, don't rush into things your not comfortable doing yet, just because your friends is breathing bolts of lighting doesn't mean you have to push yourself too much to get there. You all have the potential to be great, now if any of you don't have any questions I will begin to teach you the arts of electricity." Volteer said.
No one asked a question and Volteer seemed pleased that everyone in his class listened to him.
"Now to breathe electricity, you must first think of something that excites you. It could be a dragoness, a friend, anything that excites you, think of it and don't take your mind off of it. You should be able to feel small vibrations throughout your body, don't be alarmed, embrace this feeling don't push it away. When you feel as if you are a conduit of electricity breathe this energy and lighting should come out of your mouth." Volteer said.
I thought of Cynder and didn't take my mind off of her. The vibration feeling was very faint at first, but soon began to grow stronger and stronger. I felt as if my body was sparking, my nerves were on fire. I opened my eyes to see that the dragons around me were breathing sparks. I opened my mouth and breathed this energy, and to the class's surprise, I breathed a bolt of lightning on my first try. The class stared at me in shock and so did Volteer.
"That was amazing, spectacular, and stupendous. Spyro I think that you are ready for an electric fury."
"Why did Spyro get this so easy?" A student asked.
"Spyro is a purple dragon, the ability to control electricity runs through his lineage." Volteer said.
"But we are electric dragons, doesn't run through are lineage too?" The same student asked.
"Yes, but Spyro is a purple dragon, purple dragons are the most powerful dragons in the world. They can control all four elements with ease, this includes learning them like so. He is a very talented at melee combat; he is the best in the Vanguard. Now keep trying your electric breath, I have to teach Spyro the arts of an electric fury."
I followed Volteer to the back training room and I stood in the middle.
"It's the same concept with breathing electricity, but this is more precise, use too little electricity, you wasted a great deal of energy. Use too much, and you will die. Now instead of breathing this energy release through your body, become a conduit for the electricity to run through."
I again thought of Cynder, and my body began to shake violently, the electricity was sparking off my body and was ready to be released. I opened my eyes and I released the electricity that built up inside my body. Large bolts of lighting came down around me; the fury quickly faded leaving behind the black scorch marks on the ground.
"Very Impressive Spyro, you've mastered electricity, there's nothing more I can teach you. I'm sure you father would have been very proud, now go and rest your body needs it." Volteer said.
I walked out of Volteer's class room. Whenever my father got mentioned it felt as if another piece of my body was being ripped away from me. I walked out of the training building and saw that Cyril was approaching me; he had a happy look on his face mixed with determination.
"Spyro, I've gotten word that you've mastered all four of your elements. The time has come; we will march out tomorrow and start our campaign against the Dark Armies. If you have any unfinished business here I suggest you take care of it now."
"I will Cyril, thanks." I said.
The thought of going to battle with the dark armies made my stomach turn. People were going to die, no doubt, but I couldn't handle another personal blow, if Cynder died, I don't what I would do. I found myself walking towards the graveyard where my father was buried. I haven't been here since they buried him four weeks ago, now that we were leaving tomorrow, it would be a good time to say goodbye to him.
"Hey dad, I just wanted to say goodbye. We are attacking the enemy tomorrow and I don't know what to think of it. I just wished you were here right now, you always calmed me before the storm, but now your not here. I still can't believe you're gone, day by day I lose a small part of me and it never will grow back. I love you dad with all my heart, sleep tight dad we'll see each other again someday."
I walked away from my father's grave, tears built up in my eyes, but I couldn't bring myself to cry. I walked back to the barracks; exhaustion crept quickly into my paws. I walked into my room and found Cynder was waiting for me, she smiled and I crawled into bed with her.
"How was your day Spyro?" She asked.
"It was well; Cyril told me we are attacking the Dark Armies tomorrow. Ancestors I hope we will be on the winning side of this war." I said.
"We will be Spyro, your forgetting that we have you. Without you this whole army would have been decimated. We are all counting on you and we know you will deliver." Cynder said.
"Thanks Cynder, I don't know how you do it, but you always seem to make me feel better." I said.
"Well, I know how to make you feel better you sensitive purple lump." Cynder said while laughing.
I pressed my body against Cynder's; this would be the last peaceful night we would spend together for a while. I closed my eyes and drifted into a peaceful sleep with my beautiful and faithful mate beside me.
Cyril woke us early in the morning; before we moved out he would give us a speech. When most of the dragons were in the courtyard he cleared his throat and began to speak.
"My fellow dragons, today is the day that we take back what was once ours. You have all trained very hard for this moment and I know that all of you are ready. Sadly, not all of you will return home, but your sacrifice will never be forgotten. My fellow dragons, what I ask of you isn't easy, but if we are to survive as a race, we have only one option, Attack. Malefor and Soul think they are the rulers of this world, but they are nothing but non-dragon genocidal monsters! Today is the day we stop running from their malice and hate! Today is the day we secure a bright future for our hatchlings! The Dark Armies will fall under the might of the Vanguard, we will finish this war!"
The dragons in the courtyard erupted in an uproar of applause and loud cheering. The giant gates to the Vanguard opened, the real war` started now.
(A/N) I know its not a long chapter but I hope you enjoyed it. This story will be around fifteen chapters and I'm still having a blast writing it. Please read and review and if you have any ideas that could extend the story let me know. As always enjoy the chapter and please review