Managed to update, I already have the next few chapters done and I was on the net so I decided to update. Figured all of you had waited long enough. To the reviewer who asked about Ignitus being the chronicler, you'll have to wait and see. Thanks for the reviews everyone. Enjoy the chapter and apoligies for the waiting. I might be able to update some more next week, might.

Chapter 25

In the Basement

Spyro leaped up, avoiding an attack that threatened to cut his legs to shreds. When he landed, he countered the human with a quick slash across the throat. Blood was pouring out of his throat as he fell to the ground, gurgling words of another language.

This battle wasn't going too well. Too many dragons had already fallen to the merciless onslaught of the humans. Why they were in Warfang was a mystery, other that they wanted the dragons dead.

Spyro ran down a thin paved road. Nearly everywhere he looked, there was signs of battle. Either bodies or blood stains covered the ground, something that always made Spyro nearly hurl. He wasn't used to this kind of thing, especially with the smell of death in the air. The sun was beginning to rise but it would make much of a difference now.

Isis. Spyro didn't know where she went, he only hoped she was safe. When he woke up from being knocked out by that magician, she was nowhere to be seen. He thought the battle had taken her elsewhere so he continued on, hoping for a miracle. But he saw another battle ahead in the road. Humans against dragons again.

The humans seemed to have the upper-hand, Spyro saw more of them than dragons. He rushed over to assist them, then stopped in the road when he saw an enemy gazing at him. This human was big. He was equipped with a warhammer the size of a child and he had heavy looking black armor on nearly everywhere. His helmet was also black with ugly looking horns sticking out the top of it. He was protected everywhere. Spyro huffed in a gasp of air and stood tall, showing that he wasn't afraid of what stood before him.

The human frowned, then swung.

Spyro saw it coming and jumped back without taking his eyes off the enemy. Then Spyro noticed a flaw, the human's heavy armor was slowing him down.

Spyro saw his chance and charged without hesitation. The human saw the dragon with his horns down, then hoped to stop him with a horizontal swing. There wasn't going to be enough time for Spyro to attack, making Spyro evade to the side. The giant warhammer struck the ground, making the cement around it crack. If Spyro was hit by something like that, he wouldn't have had another chance.

No more fooling around, Spyro took Isis's advice on metal being a good conductor, and readied himself to give his enemy a dose of electricity. When the human finally picked up his warhammer, Spyro fired.

Electricity shot out his mouth and struck the human, sending volts through his body. But something wasn't right, the human was smiling like it wasn't even affecting him.

Spyro fired again. The electricity arced to the human, then hit. The human merely stumbled back a step, but recovered as if nothing had happened. Then Spyro noticed something. The humans armor rippled when Spyro's attack hit.

"As you can see, my armor protects me from your pathetic attacks," the human said with an evil grin on his face.

Spyro growled but didn't say a word. The armor must have been enchanted for it to be able to resist Spyro's electricity.

The human didn't give Spyro the time to ponder, attempting to strike him with his hammer. Spyro was too quick for him though, the warhammer must have weighed a ton for him to be swinging it so slowly. The human was growing cocky, something Spyro needed.

The human turned to face the dragon but the dragon was nowhere to be seen. The human looked around himself, then looked up. Spyro hovered over his head, then dropped. Spyro landed on the enemy making him drop his hammer to the ground along with himself. The human found himself on the ground, with a dragon snarling in his face on top of him.

The human struggled but with a dragon on him along with the heavy armor, he couldn't move.

Seeing his chance, Spyro swiped at the human's helmet knocking it off and exposing the human's head. But suddenly Spyro's chest was kicked and he was knocked off the human. The human somehow managed to kick Spyro back and stood back up to his feet. Without hesitation, he picked up his hammer and horizontally swung.

Spyro closed his eyes, not believing what was happening. But death never came. Spyro only heard the sound of something colliding against the human. Spyro opened his eyes and looked forward. The human was on the ground, obviously dead.

Spyro stood to his feet, one paw on his chest for a short moment then looked around himself. The battle on the street, it was over. Dragon's stood and the humans fell. But how was it possible? Spyro seen how outnumbered the dragons were. Then he saw how it was possible. A large dragon, bigger than all the others, was amidst them.

"Terrador!" Spyro exclaimed, surprised and glad. He ran over to him the best he could.

"Spyro, it's good to see you're still in one piece. You should be more careful around enemies like that. I might no be there to help you next time," Terrador said with a tired accent.

"What's going on? Why are these humans attacking us?" Spyro asked as he stopped in front of Terrador.

"I do not know, but we have to stop them. We cannot let Warfang fall."

"I know," Spyro replied. "Cynder, have you seen her?"

Terrador closed his eyes, "No, I'm sorry Spyro but I haven't."

Cynder's Home, Present Time

Spyro woke up from his dreams to a sound he heard outside. It sounded like knocking, or rattling.

He looked next to himself, seeing Cynder sleeping beside him in the bedroom. Spyro stayed up for a moment before hearing the same noise again. A knocking. It sounded as if it was coming from the living room. Then Spyro heard the front door creak open. He thought it was Cosmo, but he decided to check to make sure.

Spyro carefully got out of bed, making sure that Cynder wouldn't wake up. He made his way around the bed and to the door and peeked into the living room. He saw Cosmo standing at the front door, which was open. He was talking to someone.

"Oh, you want Spyro?" Cosmo said, still half asleep. He sounded as if he was disappointed.

"Who wants me?" Spyro asked in a low tone. He saw Isis sleeping on a pillow in front of the fireplace which wasn't lit at the moment.

"I do."

Spyro walked to the side of Cosmo and looked out the front door to see Frederick. He was wearing the same cloak he had on last time they saw each other. "Frederick? What are you doing here so late?"

"I came to deliver some news." Frederick replied. He seemed to be wide awake and persistent. "I have to tell you about Star."

"Star? Have you seen him already?" Spyro asked.

"Who's Star?" Cosmo added.

"I would like to know as well."

Cosmo looked behind himself and spotted Isis, sitting on the floor as if she had been there for a while.

"Did that cat just . . ." Frederick began, confounded on what he witnessed.

"Yeah, she talks," Spyro answered with a short smile. "I was surprised myself."

"More like scared," Cosmo smirked but was hit on the shoulder by Spyro. Cosmo rubbed the spot for a moment. "Can't take a joke?"

Spyro rolled his eyes then said, "Whatever. What did you need to tell us Frederick?"

"I've been told to tell you that Star isn't a purple dragon." Frederick saw Spyro about to say something but quickly continued. "The reason is because this dragon is special in his own way. He has the ability to change the color of his scales to any color he desires. Do you know about the spirit guardians? You may have heard news of dragons appearing and disappearing out of thin air and the next day, the being who saw it, would have incredible luck, or die?"

"I believe I have heard something about that," Spyro responded then shrugged. "So they are called spirit guardians?"

"Yes, there are six different guardians. If you saw the green guardian then you would have abnormal luck. Then there is the yellow guardian, seeing him would mean that you would become rich with wealth. The pink guardian would mean love. The red guardian indicated that you will have an accident. Injuries maybe. The black dragon means that someone you know will die."

Cosmo was especially interested in this. He was waiting to hear about the white dragon mostly, but Spyro said, "Sounds like seeing a black or red dragon is bad."

"What about the white dragon?" Cosmo interrupted. "What does it mean?"

Frederick bowed his head then looked back at Cosmo, "I don't know, but I assume that you have seen him."

"What?" Spyro went. "You saw one of them?"

"How did you know?" Cosmo asked, he sounded frustrated.

"You seemed persistent and it was actually a guess. But I really don't know what it means." Frederick thought for a few seconds then continued on. "A dragon like Star was born once before, but it was a very long time ago. This dragon was born by the spirit guardians themselves when evil threatened the world. The spirit guardians believed that the dragon could defeat the darkness. I don't know the details, but the dragon succeeded."

"Wait, does that mean that the same evil is back?" Isis added in to the conversation.

"You may be right, cat."

"Isis."

Frederick looked down at the cat, "You may be right Isis. There is a reason why Star was born again. It must be because the same evil that threatened the era before ours, is here already."

"The battle in Warfang last week, do you think that has something to do with this?" Spyro asked. It pained him to think back to that day but he couldn't help himself.

"Maybe," Frederick replied. "I want you to be wrong about that but something tells me otherwise. Now if you all would excuse me, I must make my leave."

"Wait."

Everyone looked back to see Cynder, standing in the bedroom doorway. She was obviously eavesdropping on the conversation the whole time.

"Yes Cynder, what is it?" Frederick asked.

"Are you saying Star is more powerful than all of us?"

Frederick nodded, "He is most likely more powerful than everyone in this room." He eyed Cosmo and Isis for a moment. "Well, I have to get going back to the mountains where I'm needed."

Spyro slightly nodded, "Alright Frederick, be safe on your travels."

Frederick nodded in return then made his way down the street at a fast pace, keeping an eye out for other dragons that would get suspicious of his appearance.

When Frederick was gone, Spyro closed the door until he heard it click shut then turned to Cynder. "Did you get everything?"

"Yeah," Cynder groggily said.

The Following Morning

"Spyro, have you seen Cosmo?" Cynder asked from the living room to the bedroom.

She went to look out the window beside the exit when she heard, "No Cynder I haven't. I don't know where he would be this early."

Cynder looked at the clock on the wall behind her. It read eight twelve. She looked around and noticed that Isis was also missing.

"Looks like Isis may be with him," Cynder went on. She always seemed to worry about him, especially when he left without saying anything to anyone. "He could leave a note at least instead of just leaving."

"He probably thought nothing of it." Spyro's voice sounded closer making Cynder turn around. Spyro was standing in the doorway. "I hope those two won't tell anyone about Star."

Meanwhile

Micha wasn't happy. She woke up to find that she was by herself in the whole house. Torch was nowhere to be seen. She thought Torch had changed when he showed her affection for once. But now he was always on the move, hardly paying attention to her. She spent her morning eating some breakfast by herself, which included eggs, bacon, sausage, and it was all washed down with a glass of milk. Afterwards, she aimlessly roamed around the house, bored. She hated being bored.

Half-an-hour later she decided to move on outside, where Torch most likely was. She went down the four steps at the front door and turned right and around the corner. She moved on to the hole which now was her enemy. A big pile of dirt sat beside the hole that Torch dug up. What was Torch going to do with all the excess dirt? She didn't want to leave it there, it looked bad for the side yard even though the side yard was small it needed all the help it could get and this wouldn't help it.

Micha set her eyes in the hole with a sigh. But Torch wasn't there. Then she noticed a hole in the wood that used to block the way. Torch must have finally gotten through. Micha jumped down until the hole and looked inside. It was dark to the point where she couldn't see anything.

"Torch! You in here?"

No answer.

Micha let loose a small stream of fire to light up the place. Her visibility was limited, but if this was the basement then it sure did like kind of big. Then Micha spotted an unlit torch on the wall beside her. She snagged it, almost breaking the bottom of it where it was in place at, then lit it with her flame.

The torch did a better job than her small flame did. The ground was only a few feet down from the hole, so she jumped. She landed with ease and noticed a few more torches on the walls. She decided to light them for walking on three legs would get tiring after a while. When the torches were lit, the basement lit up and Micha was surprised at what she saw. She certainly didn't expect it.

The basement was bigger than she was expecting it to be. The walls were made of wood and the ceiling was made of a smooth cement. It was obviously strong since it held seven feet of dirt and a two story house. The basement was decorated with a bunch of broken equipment, desks, barrels, just random junk. There was some hay on the cement floor here and there but most of it was in the corner to her right. There was a table still standing in the north eastern corner of the room, but it didn't having anything useful on top of it. There were stairs to Micha's left, near the hole she crawled through, but the stairs led to crumbled cement. She guessed that the basement was intact to the house owned it. But what really surprised her, was the large hole in the wall in front of her. The hole led into a small narrow tunnel. Small enough for claustrophobia to set in. Luckily Micha wasn't claustrophobic, so she picked up her torch and began her three legged walk.

Meanwhile

Cosmo acted as if he cracked his paws then went at it. He grasped a log the size of three Spyro's and lifted it off the ground. He held the log over his head, and tossed it aside as if it were trash.

"Was that necessary?" Isis asked, sitting down in her spot.

"I'll have to say yes. Why did we go out in the woods if you're not gonna do anything?"

The two of them were in the place they were yesterday. Behind Cynder's house on the hill in the woods. It wasn't a big hill bit it was good enough to be one. There was a bit more leaves covered the large gray rocks today than yesterday. Most likely because of the storm that passed recently.

"I was going to see if you're ready to use electricity," Isis replied.

"Electricity, I definitely want to know more." Cosmo sat down in front of Isis, who was sitting atop a gray large rock. The rock came up to Cosmo's lower neck area, but it was probably because he was on the lower part of the hill.

"Good, now I need Spyro to come and zap you a few times," Isis calmly replied.

"Whoa what!"

"To know an element well, it's best if you're hit by that element. You can learn elements by yourself, but it takes longer. However if Spyro comes and zaps you a few times then I'm sure you can learn electricity, sooner or later at least."

Cosmo was quiet for a few moments. Isis actually thought he was considering it until he replied, "Will it hurt?"

Isis almost laughed, "It's electricity, so yeah, most likely it will."

Cosmo was quiet for a few more moments then continued, "Will it hurt a lot?"

Isis sighed, "Depends on how easy Spyro goes on you. So I wouldn't suggest making him mad for a few days. I'm sure that you would regret that."

"Well this is gonna be fun!" Cosmo sarcastically said, looking up at the morning sky through the trees.

"Indeed it is," Isis remarked.

A Few Minutes Later

"You want me to what?" Spyro exclaimed, surprised.

"I knew you would do this. I want you to use some electricity on Cosmo. You know, get the volts running through him so he'll learn to use electricity sooner."

"Why the rush?" Spyro asked.

"Cosmo wants to learn the elements so we're gonna teach him."

"Yeah but don't you think this is a bit . . . risky?"

Isis smiled, "It all depends on how mad you are. So don't get mad."

Spyro shook his head, "I can't do it, I can't hurt a friend on purpose."

"You're not hurting him, you are helping him so to speak."

Spyro began pacing around the living room. Cynder was in the bathroom so she couldn't hear the conversation. "So you want me to deliberately hurt Cosmo, just so he can learn how to use electricity? Did I get it right?"

Isis motioned her head in a circle, "Uhmm, yeah I think so."

"I can't do it Isis, I'm sorry."

"Did I mention that he was smooching up on Cynder yesterday?" Isis hastily said.

Spyro chuckled, "Nice try, but it won't work. They barely know each other anyways."

"Oh come on, would you do it for a klondike bar?"

"A what?"

"Nevermind that, I was just kidding around." Isis became more serious. "Well, you would actually be helping a friend if you did this. He wants this, he wants to learn another element. You can easily help him out."

"But I thought he could already use electricity. He is yellow after all."

Isis sighed out of frustration but it sounded as if she sighed out of fatigue. "Just because he's yellow doesn't mean he used electricity. Look at Cynder, she's black."

"And she can use the shadow element," Spyro finished.

"Oh, well look at you! You're purple!"

"And I can use this purple beam thingy," Spyro finished.

"Is there a name for this purple beam thingy?" Isis huffed.

"I don't know, light?"

"Wouldn't it have been a white beam?"

Spyro rolled his eyes, "We're getting off the subject."

"Whatever," Isis said. "Can't you just go and shock him a few times?"

"Fine, but when he dies it's you're fault."

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore anyways," Isis replied as she made her way to the door. She looked mad in the face.

"Nor do I want to talk to you! You're mean and a control freak!"

"I am the opposite of that you scaly reptile!"

Spyro wailed, "I cannot believe what I'm hearing!"

"How can you hear it! I don't see any ears on you!"

"Just get out of here!" Spyro yelled back.

Isis walked to the door, then looked back at Spyro. "Hey Spyro can you get the door for me?" She sounded sweet and innocent now.

"Oh, yeah alright." Spyro also sounded like his old, friendly self again. Spyro opened the door and Isis walked outside.

"Thanks, nice arguing with you."

"You too, and tell Cosmo I'll be out in a minute."

"Alright," Isis nodded. "Thanks for the talk."

"No problem."

Spyro shut the door and Isis made her way back into the woods where Cosmo patiently waited. He was nervous actually, he never been shocked by electricity, on purpose that is.