OK, first off, if there is ever some disclaimers I need to put, then of course, I don't own the Spyro series. And before you read this, this will involve my fan character named Crevasse, which is explained in my account profile. And no, I'm not planning to start any relationship parts for a while. Well, for this chapter, at least. I don't know... it depends on what comes to my mind. And now, I use the term 'Dragona', which is my term for the purple element that Spyro had in the last battle with Cynder in ANB.
The Holy Dragoness of the Dark-Chapter 11
An
unholy insight
But now another beginning has begun just after the end of
the previous one...
...the fight will be over, I have trust in all
3 of us...
...we can't just stand here, we have to
fight!
...please... help us...
The night has once again struck the realm, and the 3 aer in quite an inactive state. It's not obvious what they were doing, but one thing's for sure: they're not done with what they need to do. Apprently waiting for something to happen, they rest as if nothing is actually happening. "Good night." was heard from the black dragon immediately. "...wait, sleeping so early?" Spyro asks. "Well, what can we do... I really like waking up a lot earlier than all of you." Cynder replied. "For some odd reason, I don't feel any bit of a fear surge in me..." the pink dragon innocently said. "That's good. And that's been your attitude ever since I met you, keep it up." was the black dragon's comment, then lied down in sleeping position already. "...this is not good. Something's not right." Spyro had to comment. "How'd you think so?" the pink draogn asked.
"Well, it's not like her to be sleeping in such a different environment. She never does sleep."
"Hm... now that you mention it... you're right... there's something really unusual going on."
"I'd keep an eye on her, but right now I am... (yawns) really getting sleepy..."
"Are you sure you can sleep that peacefully? There are a lot of things to talk about... and it won't stop until this situation is finished!"
"Well... all I can do is hope that there's plenty of time. Nature is inevitably denying me right now..."
"Alright, if you say so. While I'm still awake, I'll be the one thinking alone for a while."
"Your... (yawns) decision. The lake is just right there if you need it..."
After this, the purple dragon then initiates sleep. The pink dragon still is restless and cannot get to any signs of sleep. She just sat there looking at the blankness of space and thinking deeply about what could happen. It was a very quiet night, and no one was minding them, not even the dragon elders. "Now this is one question I have to wonder... where's Spyro's dragonfly?" was one of Ember's few words for that night. Later, Ember still could not sleep, and something approached her as she remained still in that location. "I guess tonight's the perfect opportunity." was what the figure said. "Who a... never mind, I still remember you. By the way, what did you mean by that?" the pink dragon asked in confusion.
"Well, I've talked to the 5 dragons about what has been happening here, and I know now that you 3 are the ones defending against it."
"Well... you could say that... hey Red, can you help in any way?"
"That I may not really confirm of myself. Tonight SHOULD be the perfect opportunity if not only the 2 are asleep..."
"Are all of us 3 needed to do what you have in mind?"
"It's dangerous for being few. I'll need as much prevailers as possible."
"You really sound like my uncle, although more warrior-like..."
"That old man with the face of a dog? Well he's irritated me a bit, but thanks to him, I've learned a bit of new stuff. Right now, if you may have had the clue, we are crossing the same problem."
"But how did you get involved in this?"
"Ask yourself that and your answer will be similar to mine."
"..."
"Look, the power within that void is just impossibly present all the time. Taking him on alone is not an option, so I can't just do it for you. That black dragon over there... that's what the realm should be waiting for."
"What do you mean...?"
"...long story, only the most knowledgeable actually understand that. Ask your purple friend if needed. Now here's the catch... as soon as you find me at a midnight, that's when we'll haev a long discussion."
"...isn't this discussion long already..."
"Of course not, we haven't achieved anything. Well, I guess I'll see you... (yawns)... darn, drowziness is getting to me. I'll sleep here for tonight..."
The red dragon named Red then fell with a smacked face on the ground due to exhaustion of unknown origin. Again, the pink dragon is left alone there thinking and awake. "If my wind is really that strong... why isn't the moon being summoned as well...? And the unity of the realm... it's where its power is coming from..." was the final word of the pink dragon before she let herself go inside the lake.
Meanwhile, in a secret void in the space of the realms, you will find the hound-dragon named Crevasse who is unseemingly knowledgeable about the void seam in the space of the realm. Wandering there, he is waiting for someone to talk to. Finally, he gets to talk to it. "So is there a deviced plan already?" the hound-dragon said. "More analysis needed before I can actually conquer her without resisting." the other voice said.
"Well, is it the only plan you can think of?"
"It's the best one for now, and her body is really the perfect placing."
"I wonder if you're actually planning this right..."
"Don't you DARE criticize me like that! Remember that my powers are far beyond you"
"Yeah whatever. So what now?"
"...gah... you're cockiness removed away all my physical fire... anyways, I want you to go out there and as much as possible make trouble for her. This will slowly and slowly help me in formulating how to transform her again under my control."
"Yes, right away. I'll just give her the 'tough training' so that she could release out all her powers and it will go as planned."
"Good. Right now, I'm busy building up the pieces of my power from what I've collected. See this... (dragon saliva is shown)"
"...100 dragonic. From this alone, you could formulate the internal status of a dragon, which is the easiest part of analyzation, but also may prove to be the longest.
"Alright, thanks. You may go now. I'll be working on this for this dusk."
"...I hope you do your promise as you say."
"Of course! I'll even repeat it to you: I'll give you all the dark, light, fire, ice, earth, and lightning gems needed just to give you the power to be able to open the deepest elements of the realm, and it will be given to you after the black dragon has been captured."
"Good. I can turn you around anytime if you don't do this."
The conversation was then over as the hound-dragon surrounded himself in flames and he was back in his lair. Is it really true? This hound-dragon... betraying the 3 saviors of the realm? He could give out maximum information about all 3 of them, as they are all closely related to him! "I just hope you don't forget your promise... Cynder... I'm worrying..." was all the hound-dragon said, then proceeded to reading on his very thick book with 80000 pages. Then suddenly came bursting in a small red dragon, who apparently fell into the hole leading into his lair. This small red dragon is also the one who gave the dragon saliva to the dark figure. A slight screech of pain was heard when the dragon slammed onto the ground. "Ow... where am I...?" the small dragon struggled to speak. "Now now, you seemed to be a little careless. Now get out of here befo" the hound-dragon spoke an unfinished sentence, when he suddenly got an idea. "Yes sir, sorry for the disturbance." the small dragon replied. "Wait... no... you're exactly what I needed..." the hound-dragon said, then suddenly burst to the small dragon and knocked him out with one pierce in the nape. No blood was coming out, but a signifcant bruise could be seen, and the small dragon was knocked out then and there. "This will be your first test Cynder... after I modify him."
Meanwhile, back in the place where the 3 dragons were sleeping, the dragon of magic was still there asleep, but he suddenly woke up at a very early time. With nothing to do, he just stood up and thought deeply. He then proclaimed this enchantment.
"Black dragon, fly high! Regain your past...
Lost in
the fire... the fire of hate!
Black draognm fly high! Spit your
red flame!
Strike now, and put an end to this!
Their lost in
the fire of damned, the fire of hate! Black dragon's pride, comes
from the past...
Inter fulmina et in Tenebris...
Mihi horror
membra percipit..."
Was this a proclamation of some sort? There are no signs of any prophecies or anything about the black dragon named Cynder. Red, apparently, could quickly analyze the fate and destiny of others, and he's not backing out at all. He's there to stay and help. "Just like what I said... your past will then determine your victory." was his final words before trying to go back to sleep again.
Meanwhile, in the lair of the hound-dragon again, Crevasse was operating his plan: to make a powerful form of a dragon. His sample would be the small red dragon he just caught, and he will try to modify his properties in hopes to make a dragon so powerful. He then dug out a dragon-body from underneath him, and placed it in the other pedestal. Through magical analyzation, the hound-dragon took the properties of the small red dragon and bestowed it upon the dragon-corpse. It then became closer to be identical to the small red dragon, and now his step of modification is beyond the reach of knowing about it.
Rides to reach the far winter sun...
Bringing death where
she met life...
Demons ride to reach the far winter sun...
Brining
death where she met life...
Cynder suddenly woke up with a jolt with unknown reasons. There she found the sleeping dragon of magic there, and she didn't know who he was. "...a friend of theirs? I don't know... best not to disturb him. But my problem... what's disturbing me?" was her question to herself. She then looked at Spyro and imagined her own thoughts. "I didn't really rely on you... and right now, I guess I technically won't... but I'm sure you'll come with me... won't you...?" Cynder said without anyone listening to her. It appears that Cynder is already knowledgeable that something will happen, and that she's saying her words of wisdom to the ones closest to her. Then she shouted again to the heavens...
"PLEASE, HELP ME..."
TBC...
Did anyone know that this chapter was a bit rushed, haha. I'm beginning to run out of ideas...
