The first big action sequence of Demonised is here. And with violence comes blood, and the reason why this story is M is that there's a lot of it. This chapter doesn't even contain the worst of it, and it's pretty bad in this one.
Anyway, enjoy!
Cynder spent most of the afternoon alone, sitting on top of her house and looking out into the distance. She had gone up after lunch, and was about to come down for dinner, but something caught her eye. The dark energy being released from Spyro's base had gotten more wild and stronger as black fronds of the energy escaped from the mass of the energy, shooting off into the sky and into the ground in areas surrounding the mountain.
Cynder squinted to get a better look at the mountain in the distance. There was suddenly a blinding flash from the mountain, forcing Cynder to block her eyes. She recovered, returning her eyes to the mountain when the light disappeared. A bright purple missile of dark energy shot from the mountain, flying up into the air and arcing over Warfang. It then descended with increasing speed.
With a shout, Cynder leapt from the top of her house and flew quickly over to the Warfang Temple. Her breath hardened. There was a warbling sound as purple mist exploded from behind her. The sky darkened. She sped up, and immediately upon entering the Warfang Temple, started yelling. "Terrador! Volteer! Cyril! Something just shot out of Dark Peak and landed into Warfang!" she hollered.
"WHAT?!" came Terrador's yell.
"JUST COME! NOW!" Cynder roared, turning and running back outside.
She let out a shriek as she felt weight on top of her, claws digging into her flesh, shifting her balance dramatically as she fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Cynder kicked out with her hind legs, throwing the creature off her. She stood up and snarled, beginning to tremble as she looked at her attacker with fear. It was a hideous looking dragon with inky black scales and dark purple marks similar to Cynder's running down its forelegs. Its horns, underbelly and wing membranes were also a dark purple colour. Its claws were long and jagged, and teeth razor sharp and unequal in size. Its mouth was also oddly coloured; the flesh inside it was a glossy black, rather than a normal pink colour. It had scars in the shape of an X on both of its shoulders, and its wings were large and tattered, with large blades on the joints, similar to Cynder's wings. The most troubling thing about the dragon was its eyes. The irises were bright purple and seemed to be almost glowing, but the sclerae were pitch black. The eyes almost seemed to be these purple rings of light that would induce fear into anyone that looked into them. And that's exactly what happened. Cynder felt fear cripple her, and her dying snarl finally faded from her throat, before it was replaced by a whimper, and she shrunk back in on herself. She knew for a fact that this was not a fear dragon, as she knew that the colour associated with fear was a dark red, and this dragon had nothing resembling that colour on it. She didn't know why she was feeling so much fear, but she knew that if she was to see a fear dragon, it would have a much worse affect, if a dragon that wasn't a fear dragon was already making her tremble and whimper.
The dark dragon let out a fear inducing howl and leapt at Cynder again. She braced for the impact, ready to lash out at the dragon just before it hit her, but Terrador shot out from out of nowhere, thrusting his horns into the dragon's flanks and rolling it over onto the floor. Black-coloured blood streamed from the wounds left from Terrador's horns piercing through the dragon's chest, but the dragon stood up and seemed to shake the pain off, as if nothing had happened. Terrador turned to Cynder. "Go! Go now! See if you can find anyone who needs help!" he shouted. "I'll be fine!"
Cynder looked at Terrador for a moment as Terrador was tackled from behind by another dark dragon. Volteer leapt out from the Warfang Temple and grabbed the dark dragon by the wings, tearing it off Terrador and, with a horrible snap, dislocated the dragon's wings. "GO!" Terrador roared again, and Cynder turned and bolted into the city.
Screams came from every which direction. Countless dragons were fighting with the odd new dragons. Cynder heard a loud shriek and ran towards the sound. A little fire hatchling, male, cowering against a wall as three dark dragons closed in on him, black blood dripping from their bodies. Behind them, two dragons, male and female, lay dead, their necks sliced open with a horrible display of blood and bone. Cynder let out a loud roar as she leapt at the murderous dark dragons and released a large glob of poison. The dark dragon merely raised a wing and deflected the poison, sending it shooting in another direction. Cynder's heart fell as she watched the glob of poison fly in an arc over her head, landing with a splatter on the hind leg of an earth dragoness a few metres away.
Cynder didn't know what to do. Save the child, who could be killed by these two dark dragons, or help the dragoness, who would be weakening super quickly by the second? Her thoughts were interrupted as the hatchling let out a scream. She turned to see one of the dark dragons step closer towards the little red drake, and raise a claw, ready for the kill.
What could prevent her from doing both?
Cynder immediately turned and grabbed the hatchling, sprinting off to a nearby market, which was filled with dark dragons and defending Warfangian dragons. She ran behind a stall and placed the hatchling behind it. "Stay there. You'll be safe." she told the hatchling. "Don't make a sound."
After receiving a little nod from the frightened hatchling, who was still bawling, Cynder turned and ran back to the earth dragoness she had accidentally hit with her poison attack. The dragoness was lying on the ground, writhing in pain as her leg visibly began to deteriorate. The dark dragons were advancing on her, and, with a growl, Cynder launched herself at the dragons. She wrestled with them for a few seconds before throwing the dragons off her and releasing a large gale of wind at them, knocking them off their paws and thrusting them backwards. Cynder saw other dragons leap at them, and Cynder knew she could now tend to the earth dragoness. "What did you do to me?" the dragoness asked Cynder hoarsely, an almost accusing tone in her voice.
The earth dragoness attempted to start another sentence, but she was cut off as a pained scream tore from her jaws as her wound began to spread further into her leg. It wouldn't be long before the poison would be in her main bloodstream. Pus and blood spilled from the wound as the scales around it began to lose their colour and the flesh began to peel away from around the wound. There was a hideous sizzling sound, as well as a wet bubbling from inside the wound. "It was an accident. The dark dragons seem to have an immunity to poison, and just reflected it off its wing." Cynder explained. "Hold still. This may hurt, but I'm going to have to grip your leg so I can call back the poison."
"You can do that?" the dragoness asked.
Cynder nodded, and then placed both of her paws on the dragoness' infected leg, and felt pus and rotting flesh under her paws and winced, feeling the rot underneath her paws and feeling the disgusting body fluids spilling over her paws. The dragoness let out a pained groan, biting her tongue as she tried to keep her scream in so she wouldn't draw attention to any other dark dragons. But Cynder knew the wound was too small to access the main bloodstream, so Cynder, without warning, began to dig her claws into the leg wound and pried it open, tearing a scream from the earth dragoness' jaws. None of the dark dragons were alerted, thankfully. Cynder felt sick as she felt the throbbing blood vessels around her, realising how irregular the pulsing was. Cynder then used her poison powers to call the poison back out of the dragoness' body and into hers. It took a few moments, but it was done quicker than the dragoness expected. Cynder pulled her bloody paws free, and stepped backwards. The wound on the earth dragoness' leg was horrendous. The earth dragoness was strong, however, as she stood up on three paws, thanked Cynder, and limped into a nearby building to rest her leg and to hopefully find a small stash of red gems to heal the leg, which still hurt a heap with the exposed flesh and pus oozing out of the wound.
A voice rang out across the battle. "Cynder! Come here!" Pyron shouted.
Cynder turned around and ran to Pyron, gasping at the amount of blood running down his face. "Pyron! What happened?!" Cynder asked.
"Come with me! They can't hold them for much longer!" Pyron said, turning and bolting down the street without any extra information.
Cynder sprinted after him. As he disappeared from her sight as she rounded a corner, a dark dragon leapt at her, digging its horns into the sides of her neck, drawing blood. Cynder lashed out and knocked the dragon off her, and gasped as she saw what happened next. As she lashed out at it, the dark dragon disappeared into the ground, and then leapt out from another direction at her. This dragon can use shadow! It's a shadow dragon! she thought.
Suddenly, Cynder was engulfed by shadow fire. She screamed in pain as the black fire burned her scales, but she quickly recovered and released shadow fire of her own. The two streams of shadow fire combatted each other for a few moments before erupting into an explosion of dark energy. Cynder coughed and looked around, blinded by the smoke, until the shadow dragon lunged at her again. But this time, Cynder was ready. She swung her tailblade around, slicing it deep into the shadow dragon's neck with a massive squirt of its black gore. But it wasn't enough. While it would have killed a normal dragon, the slitted throat only hindered the shadow dragon, although it was by quite a lot. The shadow dragon stumbled about, dizzy and uncoordinated. Its black blood pooled out of the deep wound across its neck, dripping with a plip-plop onto the ground. Cynder knew the only way to end the dragon would be to do the same to the other side. Her attack had gone really deep the first time, digging in through half of the shadow dragon's neck. So, she leapt at the shadow dragon, pinning it to the ground, exposing the back of its neck. Cynder raised her tailblade and cut through the remaining untouched half of the shadow dragon's neck. The shadow dragon's head fell clean off its body, and when Cynder stepped off the body, it didn't move. Black blood flooded out of the body's empty shoulders.
Cynder jumped as Pyron's scream sounded from around the corner. Dammit! I completely forgot about Pyron! she thought.
Cynder ran around the corner to see Pyron in front of Freeze, who was quite badly wounded, guarding her. Two bodies lay beside them, a lightning dragon and a fire dragoness. Cynder gasped with shock as she recognised them as Pyron's parents. Tears streamed from Pyron's eyes. Cynder looked at the shadow dragons that closed in on Pyron and Freeze, and let a roar escape from her throat. She ran at the shadow dragons and mercilessly attacked them, swiping at them and swinging her tailblade around with such coordination that Pyron and Freeze couldn't believe what they were watching. They had never seen Cynder in a real battle before. Her coordination and speed was incredible to watch, and soon, Cynder was standing in a pool of black blood, surrounded by bodies with heads missing, or a hole in them going from the chest to the back. "Are you alright?" Cynder asked, her rage suddenly gone.
"We're fine." Freeze said.
"My parents are dead." Pyron said, not wanting to believe it. "I couldn't save them. Why didn't you come with me?! They could have been saved!"
"I was attacked. I couldn't get to you in time!" Cynder said, only to be tackled by another shadow dragon.
She rolled on the ground, trying to throw the shadow dragon off her, but her attempts were useless as the shadow dragon bit down on Cynder's left foreleg, and she felt the agonising pain of the long, crooked, jagged fangs that seemed to have been crammed into the shadow dragon's mouth. Pyron leapt at the shadow dragon, knocking it off Cynder. He aimed a few swipes at the shadow dragon, but the shadow dragon slashed fiercely at his right shoulder, and drew blood. The shadow dragon released a heavy stream of shadow fire, scorching the bloody wound on Pyron's shoulder. Pyron roared in pain, and collapsed to the ground. The shadow dragon turned to Cynder once again, who had just stood up, her own red blood dripping down her foreleg and mixing with the black blood she was standing in. As the shadow dragon leapt at Cynder, Freeze leapt at the shadow dragon. Freeze and the shadow dragon collided, and they landed in the pool of blood with a splash. They fought viciously in the puddle of blood, jaws snapping and claws and blood going in every which direction. Freeze then released a stream of ice at the shadow dragon, encasing its head in ice. Freeze threw the shadow dragon off her, and Cynder swung her tailblade around, cutting through the ice cleanly, sending black blood spraying everywhere as the shadow dragon's head toppled off its neck.
"Freeze, are you okay?" Pyron asked, standing up, eyes wide at the sight of his foster sister's bright cyan scales covered very obviously in black blood, which looked very much like ink.
"I'm fine." Freeze panted.
A loud, unearthly roar echoed throughout Warfang, and Cynder felt a chill go through her. "That's Spyro. I can feel a dark presence unlike any other coming from behind that roar." Cynder said with fear, running off towards the sound, with Pyron and Freeze following her.
Well, that was fun. We're going to see what's become of Spyro next chapter, so prepare yourself for that. There'll be a lot more action sequences in this one as compared to Broken Perceptions as well; there's no more than ten chapters between each of them, and by the time the story hits Chapter 41 or something like that, there's at least a minor action sequence in almost every chapter. And now since I'm writing the climax, there's going to be a big round of violence for (I'm going to try to aim for) about five chapters or so.
Onto reviews. To 'Derick Lindsey', Rubblerust was always going to be a somewhat minor character, but he turned out to be even more of a minor than I originally intended. Like I said, I'll try to add him into other areas where I can, but I doubt there'll be many extra scenes I can add him in where he isn't already in them. And yes, Electrika will appear again. Not going to say what happens. Also, Hunter is in fact in Demonised; his introduction is in Chapter 37. I couldn't leave many of the canon Legend of Spyro characters out of Purple Legacy, so not only will Sparx be in it as well, but so will Nina and Flash. Some of them won't appear, such as Exhumor and Mole-Yair; I haven't got any plans for the characters to go to Munitions Forge, and I don't think I ever will, but most of them will be in Purple Legacy.
To 'IllusionMaster17', and things got much worse again. And things will get even worse later on as well. This is barely the start. Cynder getting angry at Terrador was something I'd wanted to do for a while. I'd done that in Broken Perceptions before, but that was because Terrador was being stubborn and refusing to see Cynder's side of things (not gonna spoil it for you if you haven't read it yet), so I wanted to do it a bit differently, and in a way that I was actually happy with. And Terrador's not normally the one to have a slip of the mouth, so I thought it would be a good way to get Cynder mad by him trying to be comforting but spilling out information that didn't help Cynder in the slightest. And as for what is causing Spyro to do what he's doing, you're going to have to find out later on. It takes a while until the reason is discovered, but it will come. But thanks for reading.
Well, I'm off again. Don't know how long I'll be gone for, especially now that school's started up again. Yay. Anyway, I'll try to get another chapter up soon, and I'll try not to take so long on Bitten for those that are reading that one too. Bye!