Hello, sorry this chapter took so long but it was hard to write!
The battle commences.
Spyro was being dragged violently down a twisting corridor with jutting out stones that where coated in filth. By the look of the walls, no-one had been down here in a long time.
Spyro had a guilty feeling in the pit of his stomach. He had let Ember down and was trapped underground with some sort of deformed, telepathic dragon.
He desperately tried to think of an escape plan as they where taken further down the dark corridor. He glanced at Ember. More guilt flooded through him as he stared at her weakened body.
"I'm so sorry Ember,"he thought.
His foot stung with pain as it hit a crooked rock in the floor. He winced and tried to get a better look at the guards that carried him. He felt anger inside of him as he imagined himself tearing them limb from limb. So many questions flooded his head as they passed a series of metal doors.
"Who was that weird black dragon? Where am I? Is Ember alright?"at this last question, his heart stung. He loved Ember so much and felt deep down inside that this was all his fault.
Then another question filled his head as his foot hit another stone,
"Who does the decorating down here?"he thought aloud through the flame proof muzzle that had been tightly strapped around his neck.
"Shut the fuck up you sorry excuse for a dragon!" yelled one of the guards to Spyro's right.
"Well someone's been working overtime today ,"replied Spyro with a small smirk.
"I said shut up!"Yelled the guard and he stabbed Spyro with a small knife.
Spyro winced in pain and struggled to clutch his side but his hands and feet were tied up so there was no chance of escape.
Spyro realised that this time he was really in serious danger. More guilt came over him, accompanied by grief and anger.
"So what's in this for you then, big guy?" asked Spyro with a questioning look on his face.
"I get to live and I get gems,"replied the guard in a gruff voice,"Now will you please shut up?"
"You know, Pyro said he got to live. What else does he get?"queried Spyro again, realising he may be able to get the guard to loosen his grip on the rope by losing him in a conversation.
"Heh, you mean high king of Avalar,"said the guard. And realising that this is what Pyro had asked everyone to call him, Spyro tried his hardest to suppress a huge burst of laughter. But he gave in and giggled. Even though he was trapped in an underground lair with no way out and was probably about to die, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Is... that what... he said to... call him?"giggled Spyro with a look of dis belief on his face.
"Well he will get all of Avalar to himself after you die and Evil takes your life force,"replied the guard with a look of disgust.
More questions seemed to aries at the answers given.
"Who's Evil?"pondered Spyro as they passed a small hole in the wall.
Spyro looked around and felt as if he would be torn apart from the inside by his own emotions.
"I am the soon-to-be ruler of the entire dragon realm and your executioner,"answered the black scaled dragons voice in Spyro's head.
"Get the fuck out of my head you deformed bastard!"Spyro replied to the voice angrily.
"You shall not tell me to do anything you wretch. I am the ruler of your world and you will respect me like you would respect a king!"argued the voice.
The guards turned a corner and approached a metal door that had hieroglyphs all over it's front in a black square.
The door glowed as it slid open making a horrible screeching sound until they finally stopped moving. Inside the hexagonal, blank chamber stood the black dragon with glowing red eyes.
"Hello Spyro," said the dragon as the guards threw Spyro to the floor.
The ropes unwound themselves and Spyro slowly and steadily stood up.
"Where are you putting Ember you son of a bitch!" yelled Spyro making a lunge towards Evil.
His attempt at slashing Evils eyes out failed as he found himself frozen in mid-air. The air rippled slightly around Spyro's body as he hovered.
"Spyro, I'm disappointed in your lack of judgement,"said Evil with a smirk as Spyro was launched against a far wall with such force that the ceiling shook and dust fell slowly down.
"For your information, Ember is being put in the audience stands along with your other pathetic friends. They will all watch you die,"
"You really think you're a god don't you?"asked Spyro, anger seething through him as he stared at the dragon.
"No, I am merely a new generation of kings,"replied Evil.
"More like a new generation of idiots,"said Spyro as he stood up.
His scales ached and he could feel a warm trickle of blood from the back of his head.
"Before I flame your ass, I wanna know what I'm up against. What are you?"
Asked Spyro, smoke rising from his nostrils.
"I am evil, pure evil in a chosen body. When you lie bleeding on the ground, I will take yours.
I was put into a sleep that lasted for millions of years, trapped in side an enchanted cave as no more then a spirit. But I was discovered by this body and used it to build up power. I tried to destroy you so that my future would prevail but I have failed, until now. Now I have caught you and will prove the prophecy wrong!"he shouted, shaking more dust off the walls.
Spyro's eyes widened slightly as the realisation took effect. "It was YOU!"he yelled, "You sent that dragon to try to kill me in the woods! YOU tried to kill me in my own SCHOOL!
He yelled at Evil.
He dove towards the demonic dragon and slashed. He was once again thrown at a wall and almost knocked out.
"YOU BASTARD!"screamed Spyro making another lunge at him.
"Your words bore me, take him away, Pyro,"whispered Evil. Pyro walked to Spyro and dragged him through the door and down the long, filthy hallway once more
"Where are you taking me!"Spyro yelled out.
"To the arena where you will die a slow and agonising death,"replied Pyro, walking even faster.
Spyro was dragged across a small stone bridge onto a very large circular platform.
It was like a small island surrounded by lava with an audience stand at one end.
There where a few tattered walls standing around the outside of the circle, making it look like a demolished temple of some sort. However, there where spaces between the walls where there was nothing but a long drop leading to lava. Spyro would have to tread carefully to avoid tumbling down into oblivion.
"Who the hell does the decorating down here!"asked Spyro again as he looked around.
The bridge slid neatly into the wall leaving no escape for Spyro. He was trapped and in no condition to fight.
Spyro gazed over to the audience stand and located Ember sitting in the front row, slowly regaining consciousness.
"Ember!"called Spyro from the platform, his face a look of worry.
"S... Spyro?"asked Ember in confusion. She raised her head and looked at Spyro, her eyes widened and tears rolled down her cheeks as she realised what trouble she had caused Spyro.
"Spyro... I'm so sorry!"she cried, feeling as guilty as Spyro had felt. She put her head in her hands and wept.
"It's not your fault Ember!"called Spyro with a tear rolling down his cheek as he tried to comfort her.
"SPYRO, LOOK OUT!"she yelled, watching something just behind Spyro. Spyro started to turn but wasn't fast enough.
BAM!
He was hit by an invisible force and sent flying into one of the walls.
CRACK! The wall shuddered violently as Spyro hit it and slid slowly down into a heap on the floor. As he landed, the wall collapsed on top of him, dust flying everywhere.
Evil smirked at the pile of rocks which had fallen on top of Spyro.
His smirk soon faded as a purple claw raised itself from the pile.
Blood spattered and dusty, Spyro got up and wearily leant against another wall. He whipped around and fired a flame bomb at Evil.
Evil just stuck his hand in the air and grabbed the flame, crushing it like clay.
"Shit," was all Spyro managed to say before he was flung backwards and sent skidding across the floor.
Evil smirked again when Spyro charged towards him. Spyro was not stopped however, He was just given a headache when he collided with Evil. It had no effect on Evil but it hurt like hell to him.
He was sent flying backwards and collided with another wall.
"This is all you have? I expected better from what my minions told me. Take Red for example, he told me you had powerful attacks, and that lumbering oaf Gnasty said you were a strategic warrior. I don't see anything of the sort here,"said Evil, as Spyro slid once more to the ground.
"They were your minions as well ?" answered Spyro in dis-belief.
"Of course! Who do you think supplied Red with the equipment he needed to mine dark gems? Who do you think mutated a Gnorc into a brutal but stupid warrior? It was all me Spyro. People will do anything for money,"replied Evil.
Spyro was shot into the air by another violent blast of telekinesis, landing on his side in front of the cliff edge.
"And now, prophecy dragon, prepare to meet your doom!"screamed Evil as he charged up a blast that would send anything it hit into the lava.
Spyro's eyes widened in fear as he realised that his life was at it's end.
He looked over to Ember, but she was not there. She was standing facing Spyro and she was right in front of the blast. Tears rolled endlessly down her face as she closed her eyes.
"NO!"yelled Spyro, tears trailing down his face as well. He panicked and tried to get up but he was not fast enough.
And in that sickening moment of fear that swept over Spyro, Ember was hit by the blast and sent over the edge of the cliff.
