Spyro the Dragon: Shadows of the Past

By ValkierieDjermegandre

Disclaimer: I, the sacred being, Valkierie Djermegandre, do not own Spyro or any other related characters in this story. They are property of Vivendi Universal. I own some characters, the idea and the scenario…enjoy…

Book I: Reviving Darkness

Chapter 11: Magic and Beasts

Spyro and Lucid continuously circled each other; even though Spyro was standing on his hind legs (to hold his sword), Lucid (who was walking on all fours) was still bigger than him and had a huge black and purple bow mounted on his back with a single, pulsating dark arrow ready for firing. The two dragons continuously glared at one another, with Spyro periodically casting glances at a smiling and lounging Seroth.

"Heh...Spyro's going to wish he never tried to save this world..." Seroth said.

"How do you know?!" Elora shot back. Seroth turned to her and flashed a grin.

"Because...Spyro can't possibly defeat Lucid. This battle's outcome is already decided. Don't worry; Lucid could always just kill you too and you can still be with that dragon in the depths of the afterlife."

Elora started to walk up to the dark wizard with sword in hand, but Hunter held her back. Seroth swiped his hand through his hair in a taunting manner.

"Yes, keep the goat at bay; it's not like she would be able to defend herself against me." Seroth taunted. At that point, Elora could no longer hold herself back.

"I'm a faun!!" Elora screamed. She broke from Hunter's grip and swiped at Seroth...meanwhile...


"Well, we're both dragons; except you're evil and I'm not. How about you just fall down and give up, so neither of us has to get dirty?" Spyro coyly said. Lucid responded by merely growling below his breath and blasting a dark fireball at Spyro, who promptly dodged and gave Lucid a sarcastic look.

"I guess not. Hargggh!!"

The white dragon dashed at the black one and the battle ensued. Spyro began his assault with a broad vertical slash. Lucid dodged very easily and came at Spyro with a corrupt dragon claw attack; Spyro barely dodged it, but he was able to counter with a flame breath that bounced off of Lucid's scales.

"...damn, I guess his scales are as tough as my sword. Therefore...Hascera Braver!!" Spyro said.

He lept high into the air and the blade of his sword was covered in an intense aura. Spyro came down with a vertical slash and instead of striking Lucid, he struck the ground and caused a rift that resulted in large spires of adamant coming through the ground. Lucid looked at him with a smirk, swung his body around and struck Spyro with his tail. The white demi-god was sent sailing through the air and into the ruins of the library. Lucid hadn't had enough; the black dragon lept into the air chasing Spyro and unleashed a beam of concentrated dark energy from his mouth. Spyro rose and barely dodged the attack.

"Geez...he really wants to kill me." Spyro said, wiping his mouth, "I'm going to have to up my game here. Spirit merge, Lanyrua!"

Spyro's body was wrapped in blue ether and when it faded, the marks on his body changed into a cool blue color. His hair began flowing calmly down his back and a ball of water appeared in front of him and transformed into Phyre's jewel encrusted trident. The glass ball on the end of his tail filled with water and a huge aura resembling Phyre's body erupted from the dragonian demi-god's body. Spyro smirked and gave Lucid a "come on" gesture with his hand...


On the other side of the battle field, Elora was having her own battle with Seroth. After taking a slash to his cheek, Seroth immediately fired off spell after spell at Elora, but she dodged like mad and unleashed multiple sword beams at the wizard, but he dispelled them with a simple swipe of his staff.

"You won't get away, you whelp!" Seroth roared. He fired off another spell at her.

"Who said I want to get away?!" Elora shot back. She jumped at Seroth, dodging his spell and double-kicked him as she sailed through the air. Seroth fell down hard and wiped his upper lip.

"Heh...you're pretty tough...for a brainless, wannabe warrior." Seroth said.

"Heh, heh so funny. Eat this!" Elora said. She deftly swung her sword at Seroth and the latter grabbed her arm and bent it around her body. Once he was behind her, Seroth brung his staff up and held it against Elora's throat; conjuring a magic blade in the process...


Between Spyro and Lucid, no real victor could be decided. The two dragons repeatedly clashed; Spyro swinging at Lucid with his trident and Lucid blocking with his dark energy. After a long time of clashing, Spyro finally broke the chain by unleashing a wave of water and ice from his trident that blew Lucid back; Spyro than seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful horizontal slash to the black dragon before him. Lucid staggered back, but took another hit as Spyro blasted him with an ice spell that shredded the black dragon with shards of ice. Lucid fell to the ground and looked up toward a smirking Spyro.

"All-powerful spirit of darkness, indeed. I've had tougher times fighting weaker opponents. I must say I'm very disappointed, but beggers can't be choosers, right?" Spyro said, as he raised his jewel encrusted trident. Lucid once again tried to lift himself, but the large gash on his leg prevented such a menuever. Spyro held his adversary to the ground with his foot and lifted his weapon.

"Heh...I'll miss you, Lucid." Spyro growled.

The white dragon began to bring his trident down, but something inside of him stopped his action. Lucid's ruby colored eyes burned into Spyro's sapphire eyes and the black dragon's gaze melted Spyro's will. A dim red aura arose from Lucid's body and an aura of the same color emmenated from Spyro's body and he lowered his weapon to the ground very slowly. Lucid got back on all fours and transformed into a large creature that resembled a behemoth, but had many features of a dragon such as wings. A large ring was also apparent around Lucid's neck.

"Heh; I guess Lucid couldn't wait very long to devour that demi-god. Oh well; better soon than later, I always say." Seroth said, shifting his gaze over to the transformed Lucid and realeasing Elora from his grip.

"Devour?!" Sparx, Elora, Bianca and Hunter shouted.

Spyro's eyes lost their sense of emotion and the white dragon dropped his trident and began to walk toward Lucid's gaping maw in a trance-like state. A cruel smirk creased Lucid's large mouth as the white dragon before him walked so deftly toward his demise...

But as Spyro reached the large beast's fangs, a large lightening bolt struck from the air and rushed into Lucid's back. The beast stumbled forward and his transformation was disabled as he knocked head-first into Spyro. This also caused the white dragon to snap out of his trance. From the heavens, the source of the attack was revealed: the dragonian spirit guardian, Yuryre. The yellow dragon landed and brought up his thunder charged Spear. He gave the Seroth and Lucid a look of disgust and began to charge energy in his weapon.

"...I could have sworn you were trapped." Seroth plainly said.

"I was...until a strong will to destroy you released me! Seroth! You will die for your treason!" Yuryre boomed.

"Treason...right. Look; I would love to sit here and chat with you, but---"

"Not so fast!!" come a rush of voices. Seroth turned his gaze behind him and was met with the sight of Spyro and his friends, holding their weapons ready. The dark wizard took a double-take; shifting his gaze from Spyro's team to Yuryre. He silently cursed to himself as he realized his situation. Yuryre than smirked and blasted Seroth with a large lightening bolt; the dark wizard took the blow to the back and his robe was shredded along with most of his skin.

Seroth fell to the ground and a large stream of blood ran from the wizard's scar. Seroth's body didn't move after that attack. Yuryre smirked victoriously and shifted his attention to Lucid and the black dragon roared at him; Yuryre wasn't moved.

"You must be kidding. You can't possibly scare me with that." Yuryre growled. Lucid gritted his fangs and lept over the crowd; disappearing into a black void. Spyro shifted his gaze from Lucid to the body of Seroth.

"...so what do we do with him? If he's dead, than--" Spyro began.

"That will be up to you, Lord Spyro." Yuryre said. "Take my power now; save your world from the clutches of darkness..."

Yuryre's body turned into an orb of yellow ether and it entered Spyro's body. An intense aura radiated from Spyro's body and he picked up his trident. He than raised it high into the air and brought it back down to the ground; causing a rush of holy energy to sweep across the Magic Crafter's realm and repair the wounds inflicted from the Shadow Realm. The dark energy dissipated and the homes and other structures were repaired. The sky reverted from its purple shade and took on a pleasant shade of sunset. Spyro smiled pleasantly and the others struck victory poses behind him. The white dragon turned to his friends and gave them a serious look.

"We're not done yet. C'mon; we're heading to the Beast Maker's realm now." Spyro said.

The team of holy warriors stood back as Spyro transformed into his greater dragon form and they lept onto his back. Spyro looked across the realm one more time and then took off toward the Beast Maker's realm. The heroes looked onward confidently, though they didn't know that Seroth's body had disappeared with the shadows...

End Chapter Eleven