Destination Moon

A romance/as-time-goes-on production by

Stephen V.

Rating: Mature, for later chapters, though I hate to say that because I'm not sure exactly how I'm combining this all together.  Get ready…xD Just kidding, god what sx can you put in Spyro? It's a KIDZ game rofl.

A/N: I was really into Spyro, not so much for the game format, but for the story. When I get 'into' something, my mind wonders. Well, here it is. Actually, what really inspired me to write this was that my Playstation broke, and I couldn't play Spyro anymore. So I wanted to make an "as time goes on" sort of thing so I could have my own sort of ending. I hope you all enjoy the rain of my brain. /

Disclaimer: When I left last, I remember people putting this. Not sure why it is necessary, but here goes. I do not own Spyro, or have ANYTHING whatsoever to do with it.

Flame Policy: Do it block not that you care but yeah, don't do it. I'm sure there are wonderful things you can say to help me out good or bad but flaming is a method I don't appreciate simple because I didn't slop this up in 10 minutes.

The Story So Far….

Spyro awoke on a hot summer day in a beach, just off of his dragon homeland. He was sure it wouldn't be long before all of the adults depended on him to be the adult, saving the world or 'dragon realm,' and what not. He often thought about how it didn't seem fair, that he and only he had to be put in danger, while the other dragons sat back in their home world.

Spyro was a courageous dragon, traveling from world to world (and game to game) from Artisans, to Autumn Plains, to even an icy Winter Tundra. In each 'quest' as you might call it, he had to visit several home worlds, which each had portals to smaller worlds. He met all different sorts of people, traveling from world to world. He'd meet creatures in need of his help; he'd make friends along the way, like Agent 9, Hunter, and so on.

All his friends did mean a lot to him, but there was one he met that never seemed to leave his mind since his quest was over. It was Alora, a Fawn he met somewhere in a world called Summer Forest. She was basically his guide throughout his quest there, and she helped him finally defeat Ripto, once again. Ripto, his arch enemy through multiple quests, is persistent. He is one of those infamous enemies that doesn't seem to go away.

Spyro wondered if he would ever see Alora again, but he had more present things to concern himself with. Besides, she wasn't a dragon. What would the elders think of him…well, he would just have to shut his mouth!

The next day, the dragons were all preparing for the annual feast celebrating, you guessed it, what Spyro alone had done for the Dragon Realm when it was the Year of the Dragon. Spyro himself didn't have to do much, but it was always nice to help out with he feast.

Spyro was just minding his own business as he usually is when bad or unwanted things happen, when all of the sudden a dark figure appeared. He dropped what he was carrying, and flamed the dark figure. It let out a deep an evil laugh—a serious evil laugh. Spyro knew from experience that a lot of times you hear chuckles and taunting laughter. Take it from him, he had to fight foolish giggling rynocs. However, Spyro knew instantly that this enemy was no rynoc, he wanted something with spyro, and he wanted something fast.

"I…know…..what you want…..what's been on….yourmind." The dark figured said those words slowly, almost as if he could barely get any air through his vocal chords.

Spyro was too scared to talk, as the figure obviously had been watching him. Suddenly, Spyro felt a tightening feeling around his neck, and finally dozed off, into an unconscious state. He could barely make out a cough coming from the figure, but soon he was into another world, a world of dreaming….