Sorry this took me longer than normal to update but Christmas was hectic this year and I didn't really know what I wanted to have happen in this chapter.

Note: I included some characters that I haven't really mentioned much of in the story yet, so this is just so everyone knows who I'm talking about: Bartholomew is Bentley the Yeti's little brother. He's very short compared to Bentley and is in the Year of the Dragon game. Blink is the mole in A Hero's Tail and he is the nephew to the Professor, who invented some special gadgets for him.

Chapter 11

Spyro finished unlocking the last of the magical chains that had been fastened to their ankles. Ripto suddenly reappeared, dripping wet and panting from the climb up the staircase that led out of the dungeons.

"I—you—how—did—" he gasped between breathes.

"What was that?" Spyro asked. "I didn't quite catch it."

"You're lucky I'm exhausted, dragon," Ripto glared, "Otherwise that would have been the last thing you ever said!"

"The prisoners have escaped!" Gnasty Gnorc announced as all the villains advanced on them.

"Out of the way," Bentley stepped up in front of the heroes. "Take this you malevolent, pugnacious, insidious fiends!"

"What did you just call me?" Red demanded.

"Huh?" Hunter was staring with his mouth open.

"Don't ask me," Spyro replied. "I never have any idea what Bentley's saying… But it sounds like he just called them evil, aggressive, treacherous—"

"Huh?" Hunter asked again. "What did you say? You lost me after 'don't'."

"Never mind," the purple dragon sighed.

"Why don't you come over here and say that again!" Red was still shouting at Bentley.

"Fine, I shall!" The Yeti stomped forward and raised his giant club.

"Stop this, you must!" the Professor exclaimed suddenly, some reason speaking his sentence in grammatically incorrect order.

"When did the Professor start talking funny?" Hunter asked Blink the mole, who was the Professor's nephew. The boy shrugged.

"I don't know… I've never heard him talk like that before."

"Step forward, new ally!" Ripto called suddenly before Bentley reached him. The group of villains parted as someone in black with a strange mask walked forward. Bentley froze, his club hanging uselessly at his side and the heroes all glanced at each other with confused expressions.

"Who's that?" Elora asked. Nobody answered as the mysterious figure approached the Yeti.

"So, we meet again, Bentley," the stranger said leaving poor Bentley as clueless as everyone else. The person's voice sounded even stranger with the effect the mask was giving it.

"Encourage fighting, I do not," the Professor said in the same order again. "However, time for it, this is."

"Uncle, how come you're—" Blink began, but stopped as the mysterious person suddenly pulled out an object that strangely resembled a red Lightsaber. Even more surprisingly, Bentley didn't appear to be baffled anymore as he twirled his club, transforming it into another Lightsaber: this one being blue. The two charged and exchanged attacks as they began to duel; Bentley was battling so fast and intensely that his Lightsaber looked like a wild blue blur.

"Get him, Bentley!" Spyro yelled even though he had no idea what was going on.

"Distract him, you must not," the Professor warned, sounding similar to Yoda.

"Who are you?" Bentley asked as he struggled against his attacker. Their Lightsabers were currently locked together and both were attempting to force each other's weapon out of their grasp. Bentley stumbled back and fell to the ground as the stranger knocked his Saber clear out of his hands. Instead of delivering the final strike, the person reached up and pulled the mask off…

"Bentley… I am your brother."

"Noooooooooooo!!!" Bentley screamed in horror and defeat as he looked at none other than his (actually younger and rather short) yeti brother, Bartholomew. He raised his red Lightsaber high into the air.

"Wait! Why?" Bentley pleaded. His brother shrugged.

"They offered me free cookies," Bartholomew answered simply.

"But I'm your brother, I can't believe you'd do this! …Think about all the great times we've had together!" Bentley thought back to the good old days with his little brother… the time when he had accidentally stepped on him… or the time he had knocked him off the cliff while trying to give him a high-five… he realized that it hadn't been a very good idea to tell him to think back to those memories…

"You're right!" Bartholomew exclaimed suddenly. "Our times together are better than a whole truck full of cookies!" Bentley wondered what good time that must have been to make him chance his mind. "..All of those nice… warm… soft… cookies…"

"Bartholomew!" Bentley snapped him out of his cookies trance before he changed his mind again.

"I quit!" Bartholomew threw the black clothes and mask at a shocked Ripto's feet as he joined his brother's side again.

"You can't do that!" Ripto yelled, jumping up and down.

"I'm afraid he can," the Professor was speaking normally once more.

"Come on guys," Spyro called to his group, even though he wasn't totally sure about what had happened seconds ago. "Let's go sing campfire songs and tell scary stories!"

"Cool!" Hunter cheered. "Wait—did you say scary stories?" he seemed nervous.

"Never mind, Hunter," Spyro replied, the cheetah following behind him with an apprehensive expression.

Yeah, some reason I got Star Wars music stuck in my head today, so it resulted in this. Like Spyro says, the next chapter might include campfire songs and spooky stories. Until then read and review please!

-PurpleArmadillo