The Legend of Zelda and Spyro
Chapter 1
The World of Dragons
"Ugh... Where am I?"
"Wait... ZELDA! ARE YOU THERE!?"
No response...
"Dammit... We must have been separated when we came to this world. I hope she's alright..."
Link began to look around to get his bearings. It appears that he ended up in a forest.
"Man, am I thirsty. Maybe a river is nearby..."
He began to listen for the sound of a river. Sure enough he heard it.
"To the east huh... Whelp, better get going!"
He began to walk towards the sound of the river, taking in the sights of the forest as he walked. After a few minutes of walking he made it to the river.
"Finally I can get a dr-! HOLY HYLIA!" screamed Link.
He was startled by what was staring back at him in the water, a large purple reptile. Cautiously he crept back up to the water's edge. He peered back into the water.
"I-is that me? OH GODS! I TURNED INTO A LIZALFOS! ...Wait. Lizalfos don't have horns and aren't purple. I think I remember Instructor Owlan teaching us about creatures that looked like I do right now..."
*Flashback*
"Hello class. Today we will be talking about an ancient creature known as the dragon."
Instructor Owlan took a piece of chalk and began to draw a picture of a winged lizard.
"This is a dragon. They were large and powerful creatures with the ability to breathe fire. They were sentient creatures who lived for thousands of years. They were both feared and respected by us humans in the distant past. Nobody has seen one for millennia and top scholars believe that they have gone extinct."
"Instructor Owlan? I was wondering are there more than one type of dragon?" asked Zelda.
"Ah... Good question. What little we know about dragons came from surviving documents that were left by our ancestors who lived on the surface. According to those documents dragons had three different species. The one on the chalkboard is an example of a Western Dragon. They evolved with strong and sturdy bodies to deal with the harsh climates and terrain of the western territories."
Owlan picked up the chalk and began to draw another dragon.
"This... is an Eastern Dragon. They were known to have long bodies, making them look quite elegant. They were the wisest of all dragons with great power over the elements. There is a legend that Hylia left three eastern dragons to watch over the surface after she left for the sky with us. One had power over water and could stop a large waterfall from flowing. One had power over fire and was so powerful that he could cause a volcano to violently erupt. And one had power over lightning, giving him incredible speed and vigor."
He began to draw another dragon on the chalkboard, this one very different from the others.
"Now this one is special. It is known as an Anthropomorphic Dragon. They were dragons who walked upright like us who ever shared various similarities to us. They evolved to look like this because they lived alongside us for so long. They were powerful allies with all of the abilities of the western dragon. Unfortunately they are not around because they were wiped out during the war between the Demon King and Hylia."
*End of Flashback*
"Hmm.. It appears that I'm an Anthro Dragon now. I wonder if I can breathe fire?"
Link takes a deep breath and forcibly exhales. All that comes out is smoke.
"Damn, I guess I need to learn how to breathe fire some how. Well it's a good thing I have my sword and shi-."
Reaching back to draw his sword and shield, Link only grabs air.
"M-my sword! It's gone! Wait is everything go-. GODS DAMMIT! All of my stuff is gone. And it looks like my tunic and pants were torn to shreds from my transformation. Great... Just great. All I have to defend myself are my fists... and claws... I'm screwed!"
Suddenly he heard the sound of rustling leaves. Link gets into a fighting stance. He's prepared to fight for his life.
"Ugh. Food gathering again?"
"Get over it Cyn. Someone has to do it."
"I know Spyro, it's just so boring. I wish there was something more fun to do."
"Yeah I know. That's the one problem with peace, but look on the bright side! Our lives aren't in constant danger anymore. Anyway, we're here. Let's get to work."
Spyro began to scan the forest for any fruit trees or berry bushes. Eventually he spotted a blackberry bush. Walking up to it he began to pick the blackberries and place them into the bag around his neck, eating one on occasion as he went.
"See? This isn't so bad!" Spyro said to Cynder who was working on a blueberry bush nearby.
"I guess so... Well we should look for some animals to hunt next." Said Cynder.
"Alright, lets check over th-" Spyro wasn't able to finish his sentence because all of a sudden he was interrupted by someone screaming:
"GODS DAMMIT!"
"Wh-what the? Someone else is here!" Exclaimed Spyro.
"It sounds like it came from over here!" Cynder pointed towards the river clearing.
They began to walk towards the part of the river where they heard that voice. What they found shocked them. Standing there, freaking out, was a Purple Dragon. He had gold colored horns that curled upward just like Spyro's with a light gray underbelly and wings. He had a gold colored tail blade shaped like a dagger. He wasn't wearing a shirt and what was left of his pants were just rags.
"H-how is this possible!? I thought that the only Purple Dragons in the world were me and Malefor!" Spyro said in disbelief.
"I don't know but the more important question is, is he friendly? Should we approach him, Spyro?" Asked Cynder.
"We should. Just be on your guard. I don't want you getting hurt." Said Spyro with a worried look on his face.
Slowly they began to come out of the bushes they were hiding in. Suddenly the dragon dropped into a fighting stance.
"Who's there?! Show yourself!" Shouted the distressed dragon.
"Woah there buddy! We don't want any trouble. We just wanna talk." Spyro said calmly.
"Wait... You look just like me... So there are more dragons out there?" Said the dragon.
"Yeah, there are a few of us out there, you're actually the first survivor we've ever found," said Cynder.
"Really... Well, it's nice to meet you. My name is Link," said Link extending his hand.
"Likewise. I'm Spyro, and this is my good friend Cynder," said Spyro shaking Link's hand.
"How long have you been out here?" Asked Cynder.
I should probably make up a story about how long I've been here. They wouldn't believe me if I told them the truth, thought Link.
"I've been living out here with my best friend ever since we lost our parents. We actually got separated during a storm and I lost all of my equipment. I've been searching for her for so long, I've forgotten what she looks like. Plus losing all of my equipment made it ever harder to look for her since some of it helps me get around."
"Why didn't you just fly?" Asked Spyro.
"Uh... Funny thing about that... I... never learned how to fly," explained Link with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Wow... Really? Well I could teach you," said Cynder.
"Really!? That would be great! When do we start?" Link said excitedly.
"Tomorrow. It's getting dark and it's dangerous to fly at night. We should set up camp," said Cynder.
"Good idea. I'll go hunt for our dinner. Cynder, you set up camp, and Link, you go collect firewood," said Spyro.
"Ok. Be careful out there!" Exclaimed Cynder.
"I will!" replied Spyro.
Link began to trek through the woods, collecting fallen branches as he went. When he bent down to pick up the last stick he needed, he noticed something glimmering in the corner of his eye.
"What's that?" said Link.
Putting down the wood he was carrying, he approached the shiny object.
"Wait... is that? IT IS! The Goddess Harp! Thank the gods it's ok!" exclaimed Link.
"I don't have my adventure pouch so I guess I'll use this to carry it," said Link taking a vine off of a tree. He then proceeded to tie it around the harp and then tie it around his chest.
"Well, I better get back to camp," Link said gathering up the firewood he already found.
"Oh good, you're back! Got the firewood?" asked Cynder.
"Yep, and I found something else," said Link.
"What is it?" asked Cynder.
"Let's wait until Spyro gets back. I want you both to see it," said Link.
Link piled up the firewood in the makeshift fire pit that Cynder dug. He then took a seat on a log that was nearby.
"Well?" asked Cynder.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to start the fire, Link?"
"How?" asked Link.
"With your fire breath, duh!" said Cynder.
"Uh... I don't know how to do that. I can only get smoke to come out," confessed Link.
"Seriously? How did you survive out here so long?" asked Cynder.
"I was just lucky," said Link.
"I can teach you if you want."
"Welcome back Spyro! So you can teach me?" said Link.
Spyro walked over to the fire pit, dragging a deer carcass next to him. He then loosed a stream of fire at the firewood, setting it ablaze.
"Of course! Fire was my first element after all! I can teach you the basics," explained Spyro while he was carving up the deer and placing the meat near the fire to cook.
"First element? You mean there are others!? Can you teach me how to use them too?" asked Link.
"Yeah, there are. I guess you never learned this. There are four elements. Fire, Ice, Lightning, and Earth. Most dragons can only use one element but you and I can use all four because we are Purple Dragons. Purple Dragons are a rare breed that are born one every 100 years," explained Spyro.
"Well, what about Cynder? She's a Black Dragon, I'm pretty sure they're rare too," asked Link.
"Well, she-"
"Let me explain it to him Spyro," said Cynder.
"Ok, Cyn. Go ahead," said Spyro.
"You see Link. I can't use the four elements. I was tainted by darkness and used to wreak death and destruction when I was young. This caused me to lose my original element, whatever it was, and gain control over the four dark elements, Wind, Shadow, Fear, and Poison. If it weren't for Spyro saving me, I'd still be killing people as the Terror of the Skies." Tears began to form in her eyes as she explained her story. Soon enough she broke down crying.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." cried Cynder.
Spyro walked over to her and gave her a hug to try and calm her down.
"It's okay Cyn, that was then, and this is now. You aren't evil anymore," assured Spyro.
"*sniff* Thank you Spyro," said Cynder.
"Wow... I had no idea. I'm sorry Cynder," said Link.
"Thanks Link, but it wasn't your fault," said Cynder.
"Well, let's eat. Then there's something I want to show you guys," said Link.
Everyone took a piece of deer meat and began to chow down. After everyone finished eating, Link untied the vine he had around his chest and took out the Goddess Harp.
"This is what I wanted to show you. It's my best friend, Zelda's harp. It's very special to me. It's the only thing I have left of here. You wouldn't believe how happy I was when I found it when I was out getting firewood!" explained Link.
"It's a beautiful harp. Do you know how to play it?" asked Cynder.
"Actually, yes! I know a good song that works well as a lullaby if you two want to hear it," said Link.
"Sure, maybe it'll help us sleep," said Spyro.
"Alright then. Here I go!" exclaimed Link as he began to strum the harp. He was playing the Ballard of the Goddess.
"Now I'm not much of a singer, but I'll give it a shot!"
En dashe bu nobe shundu
Tie shutwu kewenu swa lei
En dashe bu nobe shundu
Tie shutwu kewenu swa lei
...
En dashe bu nobe shundu
Tie shutwu kewenu swa lei
En dashe bu nobe shundu
Tie shutwu kewenu swa lei
En dashe bu nobe shundu
Tie shutwu
En dashe bu nobe shundu
Tie shutwu kewenu swa lei
"And that's it. What did you two thi-?" asked Link.
Spyro and Cynder fell asleep next to each other. Cynder had her head on Spyro's chest with a look of pure bliss on her face as she slept.
"Heh... Sleep well, lovebirds," whispered Link.
Link put out the fire and proceeded to lie down on the grass to get some sleep. Staring up at the night sky, one thought came to his mind.
Zelda... I hope you're ok. I promise I will find you. Until then, stay safe, thought Link. Feeling worn out from the day, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.