Meceron was the first to awake of the group, he saw his friends littered around the void, still unconscious. He went over to them and nudged them awake. One by one they awoke and looked around. "Where are we?" Lekore asked. "It's the distorted world of Kelmore and the dark master." a laughing was heard "Close, but not quite." Kelmore appeared from a black mist "This is actually my mind." Jargon laughed "That would explain why it's so empty." Kelmore surprisingly ended up laughing at his comment "Wow, that was good, that was really good…but no seriously you're going to die." a small arrow of purple aura shot from Kelmore's hand, Jargon stood motionless as the other dragons ducked out of the way. "Move you idiot." Lekore cried. Jargon came to and had just enough time to react. The arrow took off a fragment of his right horn. Jargon roared in pain.
"You humans are all alike, weak and pitiful." Spyro and Cynder looked curiously, Flame gasped. Meceron, Primith, Lekore and Jargon looked at each other curiously human "What are you talking about?" Primith asked. Kelmore cocked his head then grinned "What? You don't remember where you originally come from? It was a big chunk of your life. First fifteen years of your life was spent in that world. It wasn't nice of the guardians to pry you from your family for their selfish natures." With a wave of his hand four cages of black smoke appeared and trapped the four. Spyro, Cynder and Flame watched on silently.
He walked up to Primith first "Simon, your life was a peaceful one, with all of that technological bull crap you humans created making it more enjoyable. Terrador didn't want any of that for you though. So he simply destroyed your home, leaving your family homeless. Of course that didn't bug hippies like them, or you. Still refusing to go, he gave you that scar on your forehead." Primith felt his scar throb.
He walked over to Lekore and stared at his necklace "Do you know who gave that to you?" Lekore confident "It was a gift from my dad, Volteer." Kelmore chuckled "Not even close. You're innocent mother gave it to you. It's a sign of your Christian religion. Volteer didn't see it that way though. He killed both of your parents. One of them being a preacher Luke, a freaking preacher." Lekore looked at his necklace in disbelief.
He looked at Jargon and laughed "You know you weren't always the wise cracking, prideful jerk you are today Joey. You picked that trait up from your father, Cyril and when you wouldn't go with him. He eviscerated your legs, unless you stayed a dragon, you would be paralyzed for the rest of your life." Jargon sat down, thinking of what had apparently happened to his legs.
He finally made his way over to Meceron "Where do I begin with you Spencer? Well I guess I should say it wasn't Ignitus that even came to you. Your "brother" Flame…" He made air quotes "…did. Do you know what that did to your real brother, Alex?" A bubble appeared showing a figure huddled in a corner, with evident cut marks on his wrist. Meceron backed away.
Primith spoke up "Then how come we don't remember any of it?" Kelmore laughed "To make sure you wouldn't rebel, they wiped your memory years ago. Anything related to your times as a human was gone. Flame swore to secrecy." Meceron looked at Flame and he looked away. With a snap of his fingers Kelmore's cages disappeared. Spyro walked up to Meceron, Cynder stayed back "You lied to me. Ignitus is still dead." He looked down. Kelmore put a hand on Spyro's shoulder "It's okay, humans are notorious for being liars just to get what they want." In minutes Spyro's scales took a similar shade to Kelmore's scales. His purple eyes became a soulless white. Cynder gasped "Spyro no!" Flame stayed silent.
"Well almost everything is in ordered." Kelmore chirped "But something is missing…Oh right!" With a another snap of his fingers a purple lightning enveloped around Meceron, Primith, Lekore, Jargon. They could feel their bodies cry in agony as their backs realigned into a different shape. In a matter of minutes the four had reverted back into humans. Along with their memories, except what Kelmore had told them was in place of what had actually happened. "Ah there we go." Kelmore smiled "Spyro take care of them would you?"
