The Truth Behind the War

War broke, tired, scarred and yet no one even realises what I have done. The things that I do behind the scenes to prevent utter annihilation towards the remains of a fractured population. In a place where sunlight doesn't exist, and darkness is near enough overwhelming. This is my reality. A reality that no one should ever have to face unless you were born in the darkness with absolutely no light.

You may wonder how I got into this position or what I have even done when Spyro resurrected the entire planet. How he saved the real Cynder from her "Terror of the Skies" form which darkness had complete control over. Well, it all started just before the birth of the first purple dragon. The dragon which would be named as Malefor.

My species, from the things that my dad said before passing away as well as what I read from the books left from our species writer before she passed away, were originally the only dragons who could control Aether. Our aether control was always weak, so whenever we needed to use it for whatever purpose, a group of 6 or more dragons would be needed to effectively carry out the process. Due to our weak control of aether, we would also be able to control another element, either common or uncommon. It would be our choice depending on what we thought would be most useful. Typically, this resulted in most picking elements like fire, water, electricity, wind and earth. However, some picked shadow if they were good at stealth, fear if they were planning to be a part of the peacekeeping forces and finally poison, which was very rarely picked and often dragons who chose this element were very mischievous. Everyone chose what they wanted. Me however only had one option for the best chance at survival.

And that would be earth, and the reason for it is knowing that I would be stuck underground until the right moment arises to come out and do what I felt was needed. Controlling the cave systems would be important for my survival, to be able to block tunnels from enemy foes to prevent millions of minions overwhelming a near-extinct lone dragon. Anyway.

One day everything changed for my species. An overwhelming blast of aether energy was one day released from an unknown source. It wasn't made by any of my ancestors as they simply didn't have enough aether energy to release such an energy blast like it. At the time it was described as if you needed 20 odd dragons to release that kind of energy. However, the product of the result of the energy blast would be at the time of the blast would be quite incredible. One of our eggs had changed colour. From the regular goldenrod colour to a bright purple. It stunned our entire species as well as the rest of the dragon population. This one and the only dragon would be born on the year of the dragon.

This amazing turn for my species would be the cause of the near end for my species. The books described them as being excited and hopeful that this dragon would be able to have greater control of aether as well as the possibility of knowing more than just one standard or unique element. I just wish they could see the true result of all of this.

The day finally came for the birth of the new future of the dragon race. The new future that would finally allow us to conquer darkness once and for all and prevent any more harm to others to occur. The birth of Malefor had come. It was a massive celebration with lots of parties and celebration to welcome the dragon which would put the end to suffering. If they only knew the future.

As the dragon grew up fast, he would begin training with the guardians who were masters at their respective elements. As well as a few of our top aether controllers to help understand the aether powers within him and assist with accessing and understanding the powers. They were restricted as they couldn't do much with aether in the small groups that would go to see Malefor. However, despite this, he would learn quickly and soon was able to use aether in ways that had never been seen before. It was described that at times it would be scary. This should have been their warning as Malefor became hungrier for learning the different powers, but they just thought of it as a characteristic of a purple dragon.

Malefor just kept learning more and more until he reached the point where he was taught absolutely everything about every element as well as what was known of aether at the time, yet he still wanted more and more power. This resulted in him experimenting with different methods and concepts until he found something terrible. Aether was originally only known for its light purposes, however, Malefor had discovered the dark side of this element. A dark side so brutally dangerous it resulted in us all who were alive at the time to become nervous and anxious.

This was the point where Malefor would be asked to stop using the dark side of aether and to continue his path through the light, however, he had become to power-hungry to not do that, therefore the best option at the time was to exile him from the rest of the main population. This way his dark powers would not intervene with anyone else. He complied but was seen to be fuelled by anger and frustration as the last version of his bright purple self would be seen.

This was the moment where he would go on to start to discover the dark elements on his own. Not much is known of this moment in his life, but the living would learn that a war would be coming very soon. A war that would last for an eternity without an equalling force. At this point, however, my species of golden coloured dragons would be scrutinised for giving birth to such a dangerous creature. Many still had hope that he would come back good but, in the end, they were just self-doubting themselves and trying to keep a positive atmosphere with everyone else.

Then, the destruction would start to occur. Apes, a long-time foe towards dragons and their allies came in their numbers to conquer our lands. Normally, they were quite weak and relied heavily on machinery to do any damage. But this time was different. They had weapons forged out of rare and never seen before materials. Their eyes were fuelled with an unknown energy source which made them twice as powerful when compared to their previous form. Their veins could be seen having a slight unnatural purple tint, indicating something was inside them. Somehow, it was a small amount of aether. The dragon warriors protecting the outer towns were brutally overwhelmed and outnumbered. Only one of them was able to retreat and warn the council at the dragon temple.

As soon as he described the whole incident, the guardians and a couple of elders could tell he was hiding something from the equation. Soon enough the guard was able to compose himself and said just a few killer words.

"Malefor was there leading the attack! He wasn't the same however, he was a darker purple and looked more corrupted."

The temple would strike silence for a while. And eventually one of the elders announced that all golden like dragons, no matter their rank would be exiled. This was in case one of us could control the dark aether that Malefor was using, despite us having very little power over aether itself.

There were plenty of protests, however in the end, it was us who created Malefor and so we should be punished. The exile also came with a condition. As the fear of all-out war was coming, we were commanded to exile underground. This way, the threat of underground foes could at least be contained and minimised, preventing them from ambushing the towns via the caves. This came at the cost of our species as we would only be allowed to come out of exile after the war had officially ended. They thought it wouldn't last long but oh by they were extremely wrong.

The fighting would start underground, and with them being completely outnumbered, they had to fight smart. Earth dragons would block off paths in the cave systems and use the rocks to create traps for the hostiles to walk right into. Al the other dragons used their retrospective elements to help wherever they can, but mainly to kill the opposition.

The books from there pretty much repeat the same stuff repeatedly for the next twelve hundred years with the authors slowly losing more and more hope. Then they decided to make a prophecy. Since the first purple dragon is trying to destroy the world, another purple dragon will reverse the effects and heal the world. This would be the only shimmer of hope and light for the world, so they agreed upon it.

There were only twenty-one dragons that were golden alive at the time, and to make the aether burst of energy necessary, the power of twenty dragons with aether would be necessary to make it work. This resulted in twenty sacrifices as the energy of the dragons would become completely deprived which would render them lifeless. So, they decided upon two things. One is that they would give birth to a young dragon to help keep our species alive and that one of the parents would not be involved in the sacrifice to protect the youngling.

The second was that they would each leave a final quote in the book so that in the future if the war ended in our favour. Future generations can see the sacrifice that they made holding the dark forces at bay underground which would prevent the overrunning of the dragon city of Warfang. In the end, my egg was finally resting in a cave ready to hatch within a few days. As soon as I was given birth into the world, my dad would be the one that would look after me as he was an earth dragon who would have better chances at protecting me from enemy foes and was one of the best warriors that the golden dragons had ever had.

So finally, the dragons went in a circle and did the power outburst sacrifice, in the hope that a new purple dragon would be born. I don't remember the process of the power outburst other than the fact that I absorbed quite a bit of the energy. I was still very young, so nothing was clear, but the sacrifice had been completed and that the population of my kind had been dwindled right down to just myself and my dad.

Due to this, I and my dad became very, very close. He would talk about his very young childhood of being out in the open fields, playing with the other dragons just having fun. He said that he thinks the war would end soon if we did a good job at holding off the ever-increasing hostile foes. So, every day we would go and kill off as many dark minions as we could to prevent the hostiles from advancing on the surface.

Some days I would question if we would be better help on the surface, but then I'd realise that the numbers of foes underground would easily overrun the remaining population on the surface. So I and my dad would keep on working on cutting off the hostiles underground from flooding into the surface.

My dad taught me everything from how to control the Earth element as well as the basics and concepts of aether. He always became quiet when talking about aether because it's the element that got us into this position, but he knew that I should know of it as he sensed something "special" in me. He didn't describe what made me "special", but he said that it would be something that I would discover when growing up.

Eventually, I had mastered the earth element quickly and we turned our full attention onto preventing the millions of hostiles in the tunnels with us from dooming the overworld. We would often have fun doing our work diminishing the numbers that decided to attack us. We would often see who could get the most kills and yes, it does sound morbid, but it was something that kept us from losing our sanity. However, tragedy would strike.

It was just like any other day, me and my dad killing wave after wave of hostiles. We had stopped for a refuel as we had killed a few minions with food supplies. As we ate however a stealth trained ape ambushed us and lodged a dagger through the skull of my father. His eyes were lifeless just staring at me. I thought he was dead right there and then, but he then said his last words.

"I love you Comrud. Keep our species alive."

And right in front of my very own fucking eyes, I saw my father's corpse lying on the floor with an army elite trained apes right behind his corpse. I was feeling near enough a full pallet of emotions, but one of the emotions stood out. Anger.

I felt a new power surge through me like never and I suddenly burst into dark flames covering my entire body and what came next would be a mess of blood, guts and decapitated corpses. I had control of aether, but barely. I knew I had to be quick so, within a minute, a whole army of apes became an army of lifeless bodies and a few heads pierced into the rock walls. I eventually collapsed onto the ground, being deprived of much of my energy. I reached out for the supply bag that we had and pulled out a couple of green gems and used them to regain my elemental energy.

"So, that's what was "special" about me. I wish my dad could have seen it"

Eventually, I broke down, realising that the only person that I knew was gone and not coming back. My species was extinct at this point. I was the only survivor.

Despite this utter downfall, it made me stronger than ever before. I had nothing to lose. The only thing I can lose is this planet and my life and sacrificing my life for the rest of the inhabitants on the surface above me is worth it. I had one job to do. Prevent Malefor's forces from ambushing the remnants.

Kill after kill and day after day, I kept all his forces at bay from ambushing towns surrounding Warfang from under the surface. One day however things changed. They had all stopped ambushing the towns and had all pretty much vanished. I knew from this moment that the end to something was near. I was a teenager at this point, so my instincts made me believe they were going for a mass attack against Warfang. And how correct I was. Every minion Malefor had was ready to decimate the city from right under the city streets.

The end was near for something. The war, the world, my species. I could only hope that it was the war. So, knowing that the end for something was near, I had nothing else to do other than to prevent the city from falling. The energy within me was at its greatest. It was at its peak.

Wave after wave of enemy foes which would suffer death from a cave wall squashing them or impaling them through the body and sometimes the skull. The skull kills were reserved only for those who try to sneak up on me like ninjas. They could experience the painful death that my father experienced. A sharp blade of rock right through their disgusting heads. Numbers started to get out of control, so I performed a unique version of an earth fury. Rocks from all corners and sides of the cave would get picked off and thrown right into the horde of ugly beasts. The velocity of these rocks would be so quick that they would be able to pierce through multiple hostiles. As my fury ended, the cave walls had massive holes of missing rocks due to my use of the fury picking random rocks from the walls. That was it, the main forces were destroyed. I prevented the ambush.

As time passed by with myself struggling to keep myself awake from the sheer amount of energy I had used, a noise of something digging from above could be heard. I had no idea what it was, so I prepared to attack, knowing that it was most likely another demonic creature. As soon as the digging creature fell into the cave, I immediately jumped onto it, only to realise it was a small, helpless creature scared of its very own life. I stood back, noticing a further seven more jumped down, looking at me in a very shocking way.

"There's another dragon!" one of the creatures said.

"I can't believe it. I thought there were only the guardians and the young duo of Spyro and Cynder left of the dragon race." another one replied.

"I'm sorry, but what species are you?" I asked the unfamiliar creatures.

"Well, we're moles. How do you not recognise us young dragon?" the mole that looked like the leader replied.

"First of all, don't call me a young dragon! Secondly, I have lived underground for my entire life, defending the overworld from underground hostiles ambushing."

"Wait, there have been Malefor's forces underground? We never even knew."

"Yes, and I have killed every single one that came insight to me after the..."

"After what?"

"After the death of my dad to one of their covert teams."

"Umm... well... I'm sorry to hear that."

"It doesn't matter now; I need to finish the job of protecting the underground from the forces of evil. Until this war is finally finished"

"The war is near its end, and it looks like the destruction of this world is what is going to happen."

"WHAT!?"

"Malefor awoke a destroyer, which once it completes its circle of fire around the planet, will result in the end of the world. We have been told to retreat underground for a chance at survival."

"So, what are the dragons doing?"

"They are going to hold off the destroyer and stop it from completing its cycle from what I heard."

"Well, you may not recognise my colour, but my colour of dragons created Malefor and forged him into what he is today. The ancestors thought they were teaching him right, but they did not. My ancestors started this war. I might as well confront the problem. Whilst they stop the destroyer, I'll put an end to Malefor."

"Wait. Are you the original breed of aether dragons that were exiled?"

"Yes, and it's time to finish what my ancestors started."

At this point, I had done enough talking, and I forged a path underground straight to where I felt a serious flow dark aether energy. I left the moles in the cave I was in and blocked it off, preventing them from following me into what would be guaranteed death. Walking through the darkness of the cave with the use of a light white flame created from what I presume is my aether element to keep the tunnel lit up, it gave me time to reflect. Malefor is the thing that ruined my kind of dragon. Malefor is the reason why I have lived underground for my entire life. The reason why I have never even been a child. It's time to finally deal with the problem, and I don't care if I die.

The tunnel seemed to never end, but the surge of energy kept on getting greater and greater. I thought that I must be right at him by now, yet I wasn't. I had no clue what was going on. Then the earth started to shake. Bits of earth pulling away from each other. The world was nearly at its demise.

The cave that I was in no longer existed. It was simply a platform with nowhere to run or hide. Then I saw him. I saw the destroyer of my kind. I saw Malefor.

I was tempted to fight, but I had one issue. I didn't know how to fly. It would be pointless to come all the way here to then simply die just because I simply could not fly. I never needed to know how to fly. I simply needed to know how to protect myself in an enclosed environment, not open.

"Come on, fly you stupid wings! I must know how to fly NOW!" I was screaming to myself, feeling helpless that I can't get my bodyweight off the ground. So, this was how it was going to end. Malefor succeeding in his plan to annihilate the world just because of a stupid underground dragon not knowing how to bloody fly! This was it. However, two dragons like my age appeared next to Malefor, not with him but against him.

One of them was bright purple and the other was dark purple, yet more vibrant than Malefor's purple colour. They were the young duo of Spyro and Cynder! I could only guess that Spyro was the bright purple dragon as he looked like a male and Cynder to be the dark purple female. I have no clue if I'm even right, but I know what they were doing. They were stopping Malefor.

I watched helplessly watching the duo fight against the almighty dark master who was the stronger dragon. However, he had one flaw. Pure aggression. His anger was getting to him and allowed the pair to fight him tactically, hitting him more than they really should have. I desperately wanted to help but my wings were still refusing to lift my body. I had to get in the air.

"Come on, one, two, three and FLY! One, two, three and FLY!" I continuously said roaring at the top of my lungs desperate to get off the ground. The three dragons fighting couldn't hear me through their noise that they were making as well as the magma boiling and blowing up rocks in the process. Finally, a deafening sound stood out from the rest. The bloodied Malefor, sinking into the rocks by what looked like the spirits of the ancestors.

Despite this victory the duo achieved, the world was no more. The planet was broken. There was nothing left. They would die, right at the core of this planet. We had failed. I had failed.

I thought of just killing myself right there and then, but then a bright light appeared from where the couple was standing. The bright purple dragon had turned white and was using an extreme amount of energy. An extreme amount of aether energy which was soaked into the rocks and me. The dark purple dragon just stood right by him, snuggling into him, accepting the fate of what was going to happen. Then it clicked. The prophecy was right. He was healing the planet. But, by what I could see, it would come at a cost.

The planet slowly closed in on myself and the duo, clearly marking that unless something was to happen, this would be our tomb. It would be the end for us. The saviour of the world to simply die in the end after healing it. I wasn't having any of it. I don't care if it was meant to end like this. Spyro and Cynder will live on.

I made another attempt to get myself airborne whilst there was still enough space with every bit of rock closing into the core. This time to my surprise, I was airborne. Yet, there was still something to do fast. To save Spyro and Cynder.

My dad sensed something special in me and knew that it would come into use one day and now, I think that day is today. Slowly I gathered up more of the aether energy being emitted from Spyro's body and prepared to mix it with my earth element. The energy was so extreme, I could feel my blood flow just as fast as the energy was moving within me. Everything was moving at a speed I had never experienced before and now; I need to transfer that speed to the rock that Spyro and Cynder are on.

Eventually, I started to lift that rock and propelled it faster and faster into the air, launching it vertically towards the only natural light source. Every bit of rock was getting faster and faster, getting closer to squishing myself and the two greatest heroes of the realm. If I was to do something worthwhile, then this was it. "AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH".

Soon enough, I emerged into the overworld for the first time in my entire life, yet I wouldn't admire its natural beauty. I had consumed every bit of energy within me and soon enough I passed out mid-air. I had done it. I saved the two heroes of the world. I have redeemed my kind.

A long period would pass with me lying on an unusual surface to myself completely dead. I wanted to move but I couldn't. I've always been aware of my surroundings, but now I didn't always need to be aware. There was no longer a threat. I was safe for once in my life.

Eventually, I grew the strength to get up onto my four paws and observe the terrain around me. I knew it was beautiful, but I didn't realise how beautiful it was. Sixteen years stuck in caves underground to finally see natural light, a natural object like trees and grass. If only my dad could see all of this at least once more in his life. I was a hero you could say, but no one would truly ever know. Chances are Spyro and Cynder will assume they got lucky out of the whole situation even though I was the one to save them.

But to me, that didn't matter. I had redeemed my kind and that made me happy. Now, what was next. I still had the guilt that my kind started this entire thing and didn't even properly end it. I just feel lost and unsure. Fighting is no longer a part of my life anymore so I might as well do what I think is best for myself. To stay away from society and let anyone know that I have ever existed. I will never be known about. My kind ruined this world and doesn't deserve to live on this planet. So, I'm going to get rid of the problem. By ending my miserable life, and no one will stop me. It's time to end all of this.

A/N

Well, this is an introduction to my OC Comrud. A dragon who has suffered a lot of tragedy, and is pretty much unknown to the rest of the world.

Now, he is off to commit suicide, feeling that he should end the dragons' species which started this entire war.

Will anyone stop him? Or will he change his mind? Who knows at this point and time.

Anyway, thanks for reading. A review would be appreciated! See you guys soon!

Supaconnor