Chapter 28: Pain is my brother, illegitimate brother, but brother nonetheless
The assassin and Spyro locked eyes and exchanged aggressive and battle-ready glances.
"Shall we deal with him, Maekrix?", A disciple asked the assassin.
"You lack a major component for that, brother.", The corrupted voice of Skorpion replied.
"What is that, Maekrix?", The disciple replied in utmost respect.
"The ability to kill a purple dragon.", Dark-Skorpion remarked.
"We can assist though, Maekrix", The agent of darkness told.
"Then do so, but I'll take care of it.", The dark, intimidating interpretation of Skorpion agreed.
Spyro felt slightly hurt at the fact that someone he almost would've considered his friend refused to even acknowledge him as male, instead of simply "it"
The dark warriors pulled down a curtain revealing a siege cannon, armed, manned, and lethal. Skorpion approached the purple savior with a sly smile, Spyro readied himself. Much to Spyro's surprise, instead of immediately attacking him, the assassin materialized himself into the thick black smoke Skorpion and Cynder were famous for. Spyro looked around, hoping to spot the dragon as he reappeared, in order to get the jump on him. He felt something touch him on the back, Spyro jumped in preparation, only to realize that it was Cynder, getting into a back-to-back position with him.
"Show yourself!", Cynder yelled.
"As you wish.", A voice swarmed around them.
The assassin appeared from above, where neither of the heroes were expecting.
Skorpion dive-bombed directly in-between the two, separating them quite a bit.
Spyro got up immediately and proceeded to charge the assassin, which he avoided by turning into his death element, only long enough for Spyro to pass through him, before grabbing him and tossing him into the air.
The purple dragon countered into a nose-dive straight into the assassin, which knocked them both to the ground.
Skorpion grabbed Spyro by the back of the neck and placed his tail-blade across the purple savior's throat.
Before the assassin was about to messily end Spyro, he felt something on his back; Cynder brutally began to stab, slice, and breathe brutal attacks onto the dark incarnation of Skorpion in order to defend her mate, making him drop Spyro out of reflex.
In an act of desperation, Skorpion nodded at the siege cannon to take care of Spyro, while he worked to remove the pissed dragoness from his back. The assassin turned into his death element once more, taking Cynder with him, though from the point-of-view from others, it was just two clouds of smoke swirling around.
Spyro began to dodge the shots from the cannon to the best of his abilities, avoiding all damage with little effort.
The two black clouds began swirling each other, faster and faster until both reappeared, the assassin flying through the air against the barrel of the siege cannon.
The force of the massive dragon slamming into the cannon made it explode, blowing the assassin against the wall, Spyro caught in the middle. The dark assassin fell down and proceeded to return to his smaller, less- corrupt, adolescent size, while Spyro lied on the hard stone floor, unconscious from the attack.
"Wake up, come on, I know you can hear me, even if you don't wanna, your head took no major damage", A voice called to the waking purple dragon.
"Wha...a?", Spyro opened his eyes to shock, the assassin was standing over him, he jumped in fear that they were still in battle.
"Calm yourself, boy, you have a broken leg, if you agitate it, you'll know in a heartbeat.", Skorpion examined.
Spyro looked down at his right hind leg, it was swollen and blood-red.
"Now, we're going to have to reset it, are you ready for that?", Skorpion remained calm.
"I'm sure that I've been through worse.", Spyro sounded tough.
"Have you ever had a bone reset?", Skorpion smiled sincerely.
"No, I take that it's not that bad.", Spyro's face turned serious.
"Oh, this'll be fun.", Skorpion smirked.
"Oh my.", Cynder asked.
"You may want to leave for a moment.", The assassin laughed.
"Why is that, I've seen you reset your own limbs countless times, it's nothing new to me.", Cynder explained.
"You may be learning some new words, or hear your boyfriend say them.", Skorpion looked with a sheepish smile.
"I doubt that, Spyro rarely uses bad language, unlike you, dear.", Cynder denied.
"He's never had a bone reset, has he?", Skorpion told, "By the way, what's with the dear, hun?"
"Sarcasm, you seem to thrive in it.", Cynder replied.
"Let's just get this over with.", Spyro said in boredom.
"You'll be eating those words momentarily.", Skorpion laughed.
"Can you give him something to bit down on?", Cynder wondered.
"You can put your tail in his mouth, though you may draw back a nub, plus he may enjoy it in a sick way.", The assassin joked.
"Good point", Cynder replied.
"Now, let's begin, the quicker we get it over with, the less pain I'll get to enjoy seeing him go through.", Skorpion smiled with glee, "You sure you don't want to leave, it's about to get loud."
"Spyro's not going to be like that, he's to subtle to yell foul language, unlike you.", Cynder stated.
"Except you don't yell out of pain", Spyro laughed.
"Oh I'm going to enjoy this.", Skorpion smirked in revenge.
The assassin gently grabbed a hold of Spyro's injured leg, then all of a sudden he pulled back hard in an attempt to get the bone back in it's natural position.
"Goddamn motherfucker stop!", Spyro yelled in agony.
Cynder's jaw dropped, knowing that Skorpion was indeed correct.
"We're half way over, just hold on.", Skorpion smiled as he calmed the purple dragon.
"Fuck you!", Spyro screamed.
"Yeah, I love you too, buddy.", Skorpion ignored.
Skorpion yanked the savior's leg sideways, realigning it with the bone.
"Aww shit, let the fuck off, damn you, you son-of-a-bitch!", Spyro called.
"Relax, it's over now!", Cynder stated.
"And you called me a screamer.", Skorpion laughed sadistically.
