Demons and Dreams
Note-This chapter might get a little bit bloody, so be warned.
Spyro had just come off from his conversation with Cynder. He watched her walk towards her room, right next to his own. His room had changed a bit, it had been made so that it was basically a mirror of Cynder's room on the other side of the wall. Spyro listened for movements on the other side, and using his claws, opened a loose stone in the wall, and saw Cynder open another one on the other side. Their eyes met for a moment.
"Good night Cynder." Spyro said.
"Good night Spyro." replied Cynder before putting the stone back.
Spyro smiled and put the stone back.
Spyro circled a bit before coming to a rest. He laid on his bed and circled to a smile on his face.
Luin lay on a stone on the top of a mountain that once had been a volcano. It was the very same volcano that the Destroyer had fallen into. The Destroyer had melted from it's crystal no longer giving it protection, and had created a seal over the volcano, sealing off the magma chambers.
"Looks like the purple dragons have met. Seems they feel safe.".
He started carving sigils that depicted scenes of agony, pain, and darkness in massive circle, that held a diamond shape in the middle. Luin summoned a crystal, but this was not ordinary. It was a fragment of the power source of the Dream Weavers, a civilization of Fear Dragons. Since their element was messing with the mind, they were also the kings of dreams. They still lived, but had sworn no longer to give anyone nightmares. They had to channel their energy through a crystal to connect it with the target dragons. How Luin had one was because had once visited the Fear City, or the Dream Weavers as they were known, and was given one as a souvenir since he did not have a fear element at the time.
"Now, to shatter that sense of security, and rule their minds. Break their minds before their bodies.".
Dark magic started to flow through a maze of engravings. The magic acting like a liquid, spreading out through them like a virus, lighting up the markings. They all started to form a vortex around the crystal before actually going inside and finishing the pattern, meeting up in the middle. The spirals formed a picture of Spyro sleeping peacefully, and Luin laughed.
Spyro woke up in a a blackened landscape, with the sky blood red. He looked around. He tried to speak, but to his confusion, he could not make a single noise aside from breathe. He looked around and saw something. He walked over to what it was, and to his horror it was Cynder, but she was not well. He saw her in her darkened form, when the Dark Master had tried to turn her against him.
"Spyro" she said mournfully, "Why couldn't you save me?".
Spyro tried to speak but Cynder continued.
"Because of you, I was killed." Cynder said, as her body morphed into a nightmare image, her eyes dark, bloody sockets, her normal body was ripped apart, displaying blood stained bones, horns that were cracked, and her wings torn. Spyro wanted to run away.
"Why do you want to run? You made me like this."
"NO!" Spyro launched a fire blast.
"You attacked me? You never loved me."
Spyro wanted to cry. Soon, everyone Spyro knew was walking in front of him, in equally gruesome fashion. Stabbed, dismembered, bloody. Spyro clutched his head as they started to say demeaning things.
"You are a disappointment."
"We never should have let you live.".
"Ignitus was wrong about you."
"This was your destiny"
Spyro started to cry. Suddenly, it all stopped. There was a flat ground. He saw a single gravestone. It said, "Ignitus" Spyro started to break, when a half melted orange arm came out of the floor. Spyro watched with horror as Ignitus came out of the ground, his scales melted off the bones and tissue, crawling
Spyro was engulfed by Ignitus's flames and was transported in another room. A dark cloud dropped down and formed into Spyro's Dark Form. It said in a booming voice, "I AM YOUR DESTINY."
Spyro could only watch as the cloud engulfed him as he relieved his worst memories. He wished for it all to stop and for an unknown reason, it did.
Cynder was having a peaceful night of sleep when she was abruptly awakened by a rumble coming from the room adjacent to her.
Racing out at this, she opened the room to see a sphere of transparent purple energy emitting from Spyro's brain. He tossed and turned and the lightning seemed to be getting stronger. She tried to get to him but was buffeted by winds that pushed her back. Spyro let out an agonizing cry and the wind increased. The banners whipping in the wind.
Cynder was starting to lose hope. Suddenly, she saw a bolt of darkness speed through the sphere and hit Spyro's head. The sphere dissipated immediately and Spyro stopped turning. She could hear his breath, so she knew he was alive. She looked to where the bolt came from and was shocked to see Malefor standing there.
Cynder instinctively got on the floor in a fighting stance, "How did you get out?!" yelled Cynder.
"Simple. I am a purple Dragon. I saw what you had to do to open the door, and it was simply doing the tasks on my own.".
This got Cynder's question out of the way. "What are you doing here?".
"I sensed the use of a Fear Crystal, which had to have been used to infect his dreams. The Dark Master used this technique many times.".
Cynder calmed and watched Malefor walk over to Spyro's bed, and sit down next to him. He rolled Spyro onto his back, and on his face, above his muzzle, he started to draw what looked like an A sign, but upside down between his eyes, glowing gold.
"What are you doing?"
"I am protecting his mind from a Fear Crystal's influence, as well as from the Dark Master. As long as you live, that sign will keep Dark influence from his mind, allowing him to keep control of his emotions.".
Cynder was wondering about something.
"Malefor?" she asked.
"Yes Cynder?"
"Why do you seem to care about Spyro so much?".
"Well one, because his survival is necissary for the survival of this world, and for another reason." He stared at Spyro with a look of reminisence. "I personally knew his parents, and I was a good friend of them when they were not...erm...away. His parents were amazing, and they actually named me his godfather when he was in his egg. Unfortunately, I was corrupted after this happened. But as the corruption took over my body, I was able to save Spyro by teleporting him to the dragon temple, when his parents couldn't anymore. I think of him as my son, because unfortunately, his parents were forbidden from seeing him by...somebody, and they are only able to see him once he remembers them.".
"Wow. I'm...sorry I doubted you Malefor.".
"It's fine. All is forgiven.".
"Is that him?" asked a voice. Spyro looked around furiously for the voice inside his dream, where he was still recovering from his nightmare.
"Yes, that's our son." Spyro stopped dead when he heard those words.
He looked around and saw he was in an egg shaped room.
"I can't believe that you two had a son. I wonder if he will be like you, or mortal?" said the first Voice.
"I believe he will be like you. He does have the purple egg after all.".
"What an amazing occasion." the first voice said jubilantly.
"I wanted to ask you something." said the second voice.
"What is it?".
"Would you like to be Spyro's godfather when he hatches?" asked the second Voice.
"O-Of course. I would be honored to.".
"Yeah," said the second voice, starting to Fade, "It is a bit of trouble to have a kid when we are Anc..."
That was all that happened as Spyro awoke from his dream.
Spyro started to stir in the real world. Malefor watched him, not surprised that he was waking up now, as the light of day was starting to shine through. The light reflected on his golden Markings, that gleamed. Spyro was starting to move a bit. A beam of light shone through and woke him up. He woke up to see Cynder.
"Good morning Cynder."
"Good morning Spyro." replied Cynder, and he noticed she sounded a little pained.
"What's wrong?" asked Spyro.
"Well, in a sense, you had a nightmare that was so bad that it started to affect the real world. Malefor was able to put a stop to it, which I should also tell you something about." Cynder explained.
"Well, I had a dream thing where I swear was a memory from when I was inside my egg, and someone was apparently named my 'godfather', but I have no Idea who that is.".
"Well that's strange, because Malefor here just revealed that apparently, he, is your godfather.".
Spyro's eyes opened to the size of saucers and turned to Malefor. "How..when...what...you?" He could not even speak.
"Yes Spyro,"Malefor said calmly, "I knew your parents, and they named me your godfather, but only a few weeks before my corruption."
"I'm sorry for changing the topic, but what is on my head?" asked Spyro.
"It is a marking that will prevent the Dark Master from infiltrating your mind, and will help you maintain control when you go into your Dark Form, helping as a barrier to hold your rage responses to whenever Cynder was in danger. As you know, you have a tendency to lose control whenever Cynder is in danger, which powers you up, at the cost of becoming feral. From what i heard from Cynder, when you went into that Dark form yesterday when you attacked young Flame, didn't you notice that you were suddenly winning the battle when you activated it?".
"Actually, I did notice that, although it didn't feel as if I had gotten any stronger, just using them in different ways.".
"Hmm. Interesting. It would seem that you did not go all the way into the form, and were simply using a variant of it's powers. You were employing the defensive side of the form which uses dragon time to speed up your perceptions of what is happening around you. That is how, in the training arena, you were able to react so precise to the attack. As of now, your dark form only comes in small bursts, with no real control. Considering that you currently have the mastery of all elemental powers, when I can hopefully get permission to train you, I want to focus at unlocking that Variant. It will help you increase your defense, without actively having to switch back and forth in the offense or defensive mindsets.
"I see, and If I can control this new and stronger defensive form, then I could be very hard to take down.".
"Yes, and I do have a theory on your mana usage that may help more, but that is for a later date. As it stands right now, I should focus on gaining the trust of the Guardians. Right?"
Spyro Smiled, "Right."
Cynder smiled, she was happy.
Thx 4 Reading!
P.S. I will say this as a confirmative fact, there will be two main forms that Spyro will attain, and the others are simply variants of the forms, touching into certain aspects. PEACE! and since I didn't say it last time, PEACE OUT!
