Author's Notes:
Hope everyone had a great Christmas and New Year's. I know I did. And happy MLK day, I totally didn't know that I decided to post on this holiday until after the fact that I said it.
Just a little something I want to say to those who have been with me since the beginning, thanks. Truth be told I was not expecting a large amount of people to even see this, yet alone like it. I was not sure if I would even finish it at the time but now, I couldn't be any happier to write this up for you all. Whether you leave a review or message me or just read a like the story I really appreciate it.
I also wanted to say thanks to everyone who viewed it as I just beet my 1000th view.
Also, I tried my hand in writing about combat again. Hopefully this time it is a little better.
Thanks again
Enjoy the show
Chapter 6: My name is…
The walls to the maze were slowly being lowered without making a sound. The rest of the Skylanders can now get together again. This is the last thing that Spyro wants. Right now, he wishes that the walls would remain up and he could retreat back into the maze, to escape from this feeling that he has. But he can do nothing to stop the walls just like he can do nothing to stop voices in his head and the feelings he has right now. So, by the time the rest of the Skylanders had gathered, all they could see was two frightened members of their group each one refusing to look at each other.
Pop Fizz is the first one to break the silence that seemed to last for an entirety to Spyro. "What happened?"
Spyro never thought that he would hate hearing that question so much in his life and hoped that it would not be the any worst than it is now. He didn't even know how to answer the question. In Spyro's mind he is not sure if he is even awake right now. 'I mean come one there is no way that I did all those things just now. I must still be in my dream. Yeah that it I am just going to sit here and wait for me to wake up.' But the more Spyro thought about this the less it made sense. Yes, he did things that he previously only could in his dreams, yes, he was in a strange place that he didn't recognize. But there was one thing that was different from this 'dream' of his. In all of the previous dreams he never once saw any of his friends, or anyone he knew before the dream.
"I- I don't know." Stealth Elf was the one that broke the silence, but her voice was barely above a whisper. "One moment I was in the glass then the ground shakes and the glass broke. I got out, but then- then." Stealth Elf started to retreat looking down at the ground, like in doing so was going to provide protection. Stealth Elf then raised her hand and pointed at Spyro at the other end of the room. "Then he showed up."
At this point the rest of the Skylanders were shocked not knowing how to deal with this, all save Eruptor. Eruptor guessed this much before arriving, after all it is the most reasonable explanation as to why Stealth Elf is so scared of Spyro right now. The bigger question is that how did Spyro managed to do it and furthermore-. "Ahh" Eruptor said quietly enough so that no one else could hear it, thankfully. Without any tech to help him with his headaches there is only so much thinking that Eruptor can do before being forced to stop because of the pain.
Jet-Vac was the first person in what felt like an entirety to speak up with his usual clear and loud voice. "Well, we can sort this all out later. Right now, we need to get out of here." As soon as the bird had finished saying this a portal opened up behind the rest of the group. Making in what appears to be Kaos and the rest of their vehicles on the other side. "Well that was easy, for once."
Spyro couldn't help but let a small chuckle escape after hearing Jet-Vac. He always did have a way to get the team back on track and he always made stating the obvious kind of funny. Despite on what has just happened Spyro feels like he really could rely on his friends in time of need. And boy did he need it.
Skylander's academy
The moment the Skylanders returned to their home base they were greeted with the new headmistress of the academy, Kassondra. Despite what she has done in the past the Skylanders and cadets really started to warm up to her. Along side Kassondra stood Glumshanks, holding a tray filled with tea pots and other things that go with tea.
Kaos was the first to approach the two shouting, "Mom, Glummy. How much I had missed you, sort of." Kaos then went up and hugged Glumshanks making him lose his balance and drop the tea stuff he was carrying. "So much stuff has happened to me in the past week that I had nearly forgotten how much I love torturing you, Glumshanks."
Glumshanks sighs as his eyes droop and suddenly he looks like he is exhausted and says in a long drawn out tone, "Oh, sir I am so sorry that almost happened." The two quickly left the rest of group with Kaos dragging the troll by the ear across the ground.
Kassandra rolls her eyes at her son as he leaves not knowing what to do with him. However, right now Kassandra needed to take care of more important things. Starting with Spyro.
[One long and detailed explanation latter]
Needles to say of what Kassondra just heard, she was shocked. No shocked was an understatement. Bewildered and speechless was more accurate. It took all of her will to pay attention to everything that was said and not drop her jaw. By the time Spyro had finished everything that has been going on in the past week, Kassondra finally had a chance to get to the bottom of this. She quickly used some magic to pull a book from a bookcase and opened it up. She never thought that an old book from her mentor would be useful in a situation like this. "So, let me back up to get things straight Spyro, Dreamcatcher said that whatever you were experiencing it wasn't a dream, is that correct?" When she saw out of the corner of her eye that he nodded she quickly opened her book to a certain page and put her finger out quickly reading the passage in her head. No sooner than this happened did she close the book and said out loud, "Someone bring Cynder here, this probably concerns her too. And once she gets here, I want the rest of you to give us some privacy this is something that they are going to want to tell you on their own terms, if they want to share at all." The rest of the Skylanders did as asked of them and brought Cynder to both Spyro and Kassondra.
Once the two dragons were seated Kassondra sighed looking at the book, with a worried look on her face. She opened her mouth several times, but no words came out, like she was trying to say something but not sure as to how to say it. Then finally she spoke, "I am not really sure how to break this to you two, so I am going to give it to you straight. But before I do, I need you to both remain quiet until I am done. It should make things easier this way." Both of them silently nodded at her telling her that they understood Kassondra took another deep breath and said, "You both are not dreaming when you see those visions of yours, you are seeing your own memories."
Spyro was in disbelief in what Kassondra had just said. If the dreams weren't 'dreams' but instead were memories wouldn't that mean that he would remember them? 'This doesn't make sense' Spyro thought, 'If they ARE memories then that would mean that…'
Kassondra continued before Spyro could complete his thoughts, "To be more precise they are memories of your past selves." When Kassondra saw even more confused looks on both of the dragons she elaborated, "There is a theory that some memories that you have are imprinted on your very soul. Which memories and how often this happens no one can say, but the memories made this way are never forgotten no matter what. This means that if a soul where to move from one person to another those memories could be seen somehow. But apparently…" She says with disbelief, as in even she doesn't believe that this could be true, "It only happens to those who are powerful enough and even then, only under the right conditions which vary on the soul."
Spyro had a million questions, and with every word Kassondra said more kept arising. He quickly said the first question that came to mind, "What do you mean by all of this, and how does that relate to me and my- my new powers?" The last phrase was said with fear in his voice, which was slowly starting to show on his face.
Kassondra looked to Spyro and then to Cynder knowing that she too had the same questions. "It means that the both of you are experiencing memories of your past life. You are somehow the reincarnations of the life that you two previously had." Upon finishing those words Kassondra saw the look of shock on both of their faces. She had heard of people being reincarnated before, in age old legends, but she never encountered anything like this. Two people each with a past life meeting together at the same time. It was an extortionary fear in and of itself to have a soul be reincarnated altogether, yet along two. Not to mention that, from the sounds of things at least, both came from a separate world. "As for how this involves your powers, Spyro it might be from your own latent albites from your past life."
"What do you mean Kassondra?" Cynder asked not sure of what to make of this situation.
"Wait here for a moment." Kassondra got and entered the vault, shouting a few times making some sounds and the two dragons where almost sure that they heard a crash. "Here it is!" Kassandra shouted in exactment, as she exited the vault holding a weird object in her hand. She then came back to both of them and placed the object on the desk behind her. "I don't need to remind you all about the elements, do I?" Both dragons shook their hands and Kassondra continued on, "Good. As you already know Spyro your element is magic, but up until now I never really understood why." Kassandra pulled out the object and held it in front of her. "Every dragon here in the Skylands is magical by nature, but almost none of them represent the magic element. The few who did, where ones of great power able to posses' powers beyond all comprehension. This artifact should help clarify, what I mean. Spyro place your talons on the orb."
No sooner had Spyro done this the orb light up projecting several symbols. Kassondra then started to do some chanting making the orb light up again and slowly start to change color. Once she was done chanting Kassondra then began to speak, "Spyro you are able to breath fire, as do most dragons, but you also have other elements lying in you, most likely thanks to your previous self. In addition to the fire element it seems you have access to the water element, the earth element, and the air element." Upon finishing saying this the orb's light died down leaving Kassondra feeling exhausted.
This was a lot of news for Spyro to take in all at once. He lived a past life and what's more so did Cynder? He knew he was awesome before, but this really takes the cake. Normally he would be excited about this but there was still something that he had to know.
Without warning the door swings open and in rushes Stealth Elf and Eruptor, each having a different expression on their faces. Eruptor looked angry at something while Stealth Elf was showing that she was uncomfortable being the room.
Kassandra was tired right now after casting the spell earlier with the orb she just used, but she wasn't about to take Eruptor tone lying down. "Eruptor, what are you doing here, I thought I said to give them some space."
Eruptor turned to face Kassandra with a genuine look, "I am sorry for doing this but after seeing how Stealth Elf has been acting recently and how much trouble Jester has been giving us, we had just about had it with being left in the dark." Eruptor looks at Spyro and says with a look of authority on his face, "I am only going to ask you once Spyro. Do you know how to stop Jester?"
Spyro is confused with Eruptor's question not sure of how to answer. "What do you mean E? I don't know who he is, you know that."
Eruptor is many things, patient is not one of them, but anger he is, and he is directing all of his anger on Spyro when he says. "How could you not know this guy yet? The moment you have these visions the is when he shows up. When you were gone for a week, he never showed his face, but the moment you get back together with us he starts challenging us again. He never gives anyone, any kind of respect and furthermore he got all of us involved by saying that he knew things about your past. Even though he challenges us to his little 'games' of his he has been singling you out since the beginning and we were getting dragged along. We cannot keep doing this anymore Spyro. He clearly has some kind of respect for you and all, but he never once said any of our names. Not once." Eruptor is now huffing and winding down after letting his anger out. He then continues where he left off saying, "We cannot keep doing this Spyro, we nearly lost one of our own today just to start his little 'game'. We-"
Stealth Elf interrupted her friend speaking up clearly for the first time since they got back. "I cannot follow you anymore Spyro, I don't even want to go on missions with you anymore. Not while Jester is out there. I am not saying for you to quite the Skylanders but whatever it is that happened between you and him it needs to end now. I am sorry Spyro." With that Stealth Elf leaves the room in silence. Once she closes the door the room fills with an unbreakable silence. Each member of the room starts to leave one by one, broken by the news that was just said.
Spyro is broken. He finds out he is the reincarnation of some former powerful dragon. The number of elements that he can use has now gone up by four, making him one of the most powerful and unique dragon in all of Skylands. But the biggest thing he has to deal with is that his best friend in the whole world has to leave him because he is too dangerous. Spyro heads straight to his room ignoring the rest of the group, going straight for his bed. For the first time since Spyro started having his visions, he was looking forward to going to sleep. Anything right now would do to help him escape the feelings that he has right now.
Skylander's Academy (A few days latter in the middle of the night)
Spyro has done very little over the past few days. For the most part it has been eat, sleep, and spend almost every other minute alone and away from others. This has done a little to help him sort out his feelings about his situation. He never got over how the others feel about his whole situation and judging by the looks that the others were giving him the few times he did encounter them, neither have they. The one thing that Spyro has managed was accepting the memories of his past. After a time thinking about it Spyro realized that learning new things about yourself doesn't change who you are. Whoever he was in the past life has no affect on who he is here. The only thing that changes is what he can do. Which in turn, made Spyro do something that he never really had to do before. Train.
While the rest of the Skylanders were asleep during the night Spyro would sneak out to the training grounds to practice his new abilities. He would do this all through the night making him exhausted by morning. Ever since Spyro rescued Stealth Elf, he managed to sort out how to use his new abilities fairly quickly thanks to the memories of the training that he got from the other dragons in his last life. Spyro was impressed to find out that even in his last life he was a natural in combat. 'Huh, I guess being awesome is totally natural for me.' He thought to himself. Unfortunately, in order for Spyro to keep his training a secrete he has to spend time at the end of his training to put things back where they belonged before anyone else arrived. By the time that he was done he was exhausted and as a result of training all night he sleeps all day, only to wake up to eat some food to fill his empty stomach.
One night when Spyro woke up he saw a piece of paper under his door. Out of curiosity Spyro picked it up saw that it was a note. 'Wonder who this is from?'. Upon opening the note Spyro read its contents.
Spyro
I wish to settle the score with you. I know that you have been distancing yourself from the Skylanders, in the hopes that I will leave them alone. I will not, but the hot head is right about one thing. I am only interested in you Spyro. I don't care about who else gets involved anymore and I will have no problem separating you from your friends one by one.
I am waiting outside on the deserted island behind the academy. Come alone and no one else will have to get in the way. But if you choose not to come, or come with anyone else, you and your friends will find that you are a member short.
Even though you won't believe me, I wish we didn't have to do this Spyro, but I am out of choices and I cannot wait much longer.
Yours truly,
Jester
Without a moment's hesitation Spyro left for the island that Jester had been asked to meet at. There was no telling how long Jester would wait and Spyro didn't want to take any chances. Despite the fact that Spyro hates Jester, there is some part of Spyro that is looking to try and understand him. Spyro quickly shook his head, forgetting the notion entirely. Jester was right about one thing in his letter. It was time to end this, once and for all.
On the abandoned Island
Spyro landed on the island in record time. Looking around Spyro figured that this place would be perfect to settle things. The island is completely flat with no vegetation or anything to hide behind. There was just one thing missing from this picture that Spyro didn't feel right about. He didn't see Jester. Spyro did a quick scan of the island again, thankful that it is a well-lit night thanks to the moon. But try as he might he couldn't find Jester anywhere. Panic started to swell in Spyro's mind, 'did Jester already leave? Did he think that someone else is coming?' Before Spyro could go any further he spotted someone at the edge of the island, sitting down with their feet hanging off the edge. Spyro at first thought that it was Jester, but upon closer look Jester saw that it was Stealth Elf instead. Spyro had to make her leave otherwise Jester would think that he didn't show alone. Only problem is that he now had to convince Stealth Elf, his best friend, that nothing was wrong and that she should leave as fast as possible. 'Great. Just perfect.' Spyro thought.
"Hey Stealth Elf. What are you doing out here so late in the night?" Spyro asks trying to make a light conversation to make it seem that nothing is wrong. Not easy when you consider that she has instincts of a professional detective. However Stealth Elf didn't respond to this, instead she was still facing away from Spyro looking up at the night sky. It was almost as if she didn't even know that Spyro was there. "Hey, you okay their Elf?" Spyro asks with concern in his voice, worried that there might be something wrong with his best friend. This time Stealth Elf starts to get up, but she is still not facing Spyro or responding to his question. Now standing, with her back facing Spyro, and head still looking at the night sky.
Spyro was about to ask Stealth Elf something else when she spoke up for the first time. "What is my name?" she asks. There was something odd about her tone that Spyro couldn't quite place. Kind of like if you were to listen to someone you know through a machine. The sound is all there but it feels like there is no emotion in her words.
Confused by her question Spyro responds, "What do you mean what is your name? It's Stealth Elf, remember?" It was at this moment that Stealth Elf turns around to look Spyro in the eyes. What Spyro saw was not that of a person who was happy to see him, but rather someone who looks angry, very angry. This caused Spyro to say a few more answers to try and calm her down, "Ahh, Elfy. The fastest Skylander. The Ninja?" The responses that Spyro gave her were only seeming to be making her madder, as she slowly starts to approach Spyro. "What do you want to hear?" Spyro says in desperation, trying to calm the wrath in his friend's face.
What Spyro heard made him nearly jump right out of his scales. "I want to hear you say my name!" The voice no longer sounded like that of Stealth Elf's, but it took no time at all for Spyro to recognize it. After this realization of whose voice it was a grey mist starts enveloping around Stealth Elf's body starting from around the feet. It starts to swirl around her and rise up until her whole body was covered. Then the mist vanishes as quickly as it came, revealing the face of the voice. Jester.
Furious and confused Spyro jumped back to put distance between himself and Jester. Spyro shouted with renewed vigor fueled by his anger, "Where is she?" Jester gave no response other than the shaking of his head as he looks down at the ground. "WHERE IS SHE?" Spyro was not in the mood for anymore games and he wanted to make sure that his friends were alright. But coming down to the heart of things, Spyro felt like he owed Stealth Elf a debt. It was her that was convinced that something was wrong about him when he was turned evil. It was her that convinced the group to look for a cure rather than get angry at me for all the things I did to them. It was her that never gave up looking for a cure to save him. Spyro knew that deep down he cared strongly for Stealth Elf and he would go to any lengths to save her. Even if he would never admit it out loud.
Jester seems to have stopped shaking his head and starts to slowly rise up with a deep anger in his eyes. "No more games Spyro. I will set her free if you say my name. No one knows where she is and even if they did only, I can get her out." Although Spyro could see the anger in Jester's eyes, Jester's tone of voice was that of someone who sounded weak. Perhaps weak would be a bad word to use, more like sad or upset. " I know that you are aware of how you have been getting your memories and powers back. My name lies in your memories Spyro. I know you have no control over which memories you get but I know you have it." Jester face started to break down replacing his look of anger with that of sadness. Jester's voice starts to break up a bit as a single tear leaves his eye, "You have to."
Pushing aside what Jester said Spyro was focusing. What he was focusing on was the memories that he received in question. Ever since he found out what his dreams were about and what was causing them, Spyro managed to sort out things in his head enough to make sense of things. It is kind of like sorting out information and filling it away for latter use. This was mostly done so that Spyro could tell the difference between a 'memory' and reality. But as an added bonus he could quickly look for things that happened in his past life. However, try as he might Spyro couldn't find out what Jester's name is. In a grunt of frustration Spyro shouts at Jester, "How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me anything about yourself, or who you were. I have met tons of people in the past not giving me at least a hint is not going to help me. And even if I did know your name there is nothing you could have done to make me forgive you Jester. I may want this to end but I will do so on my own terms, not yours."
Jester looks at Spyro and stares at him for a moment. And then another and another. Finally, Jester sighs, "I was there from the beginning." He says as he tries to hold back another tear as he lower his shoulders in defeat. It seems as though the words from Spyro had landed a physical blow on Jester as he lowers his voice and back away slightly. "And if really want to settle this on your own terms Spyro." He pauses as his hands extend down in a fluid motion rapidly getting into what can only be a battle stance. "Then you are going to have to beat me." And that was the only warning Spyro got when Jester charged right for the dragon.
Spyro took the brief moment he had to back away from Jester and doge away from his charging attack. Somehow in the span of Jester charging forward, a grey spear had formed in Jester's hand, with the sharp point in the exact same spot where Spyro once stood. The spear slammed down into the ground creating a small creator in its place. Spyro seized the opportunity when he saw it and quickly fired a shard of ice where the spear and the ground meet, instantly freezing the two things together.
Jester took but a moment to realize that his weapon was stuck to the ground, and quickly lets it go as Spyro launches several fire balls at Jester. Despite the fact that it was dark the fire balls would have hit their mark if Jester hadn't dogged out of the way. What Jester did next was run up to Spyro again as this time a grey sword starts to manifest in his hands. Not wanting to deal with Jester forcing this into a close quarter combat Spyro quickly backed away as he used his earth element to form shards of earth and fired them at Jester. The shards missed barely missed Jester, and Jester was able to continue his attack against Spyro. When suddenly Jester lost his footing as the ground beneath him turned to sand.
Realizing that this was Spyro's chance he took to the air and started firing fire balls at Jester one after the next. The fire balls may be strong, but Jester was too fast for them as they didn't seem to hit the mark. Changing tactics Spyro unleashed some lightning on the grounded bastard and realizing this Jester was forced to defend against the attacks forcing Jester to cut off his visual of Spyro. Spyro was now circling around Jester trying to get a solid hit in but Jester was able to block the attacks with another bizarre item of his as the sword rapidly transformed into a shield.
The attacks from Spyro's attack caused the sand and dirt from the ground to be kicked up creating a cloud of debris. Spyro halted his attack when he could no longer make out Jester's location. Spyro remained in the air and out of reach from Jester's attacks, or at least that is what he thought. After a moment Jester leaps behind Spyro and smashes him to the ground in what Spyro could see, with a giant hammer. The attack wasn't too powerful allowing himself to roll with the force of the blow, but it forced Spyro to land. With areal attacks out of the question Spyro got himself ready for another one of Jester's charges.
But no matter how long he waited Jester never came rushing forward like Spyro expected. Instead the cloud screen starts to part way as both Spyro and Jester can now see each other clearly. What Spyro saw was an exhausted Jester. His breathing was labored, and his clothes were slightly torn. There were also a few cuts and scrapes on his body, but he didn't look badly injured. The same could be said for Spyro though. Spyro then looked at Jester's face and for the briefest moment Spyro saw gold-colored eyes stare back at him. Come to think of it Spyro didn't recall Jester having those color of eyes before.
In that moment Spyro felt a sudden pain come from his head causing him to wince and close his eyes. Jester took this moment to charge at Spyro with renewed speed. Spyro on the other hand was trying to deal with the attack on his head right now as his mind starts to receive several images all at once. All of the 'memories' that Spyro had received since he first got them started to come back with a vengeance. The 'memories' are exactly the same as the ones that Spyro had seen and experienced before but there was one difference. In every memory a small glowing object appeared or moved in them as if it were alive. The light that it gave off remined Spyro of the color in Jester's eyes.
Spyro opened his eyes to see that Jester was only a few inches in front of him with a long sword in hand. Just before the sword would have contacted Spyro, Spyro speaks only one word and it was as if the entire world had stopped. "Sparx…"
Chapter 7: I have some explaining to do.
Author's Footnotes:
Hey everyone, I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing it. This was the chapter that basically was what my idea was from the beginning. I will get the next chapter out to you all by February 1st, or sooner if I can. I love reading the comments and other things that you guys send me. It really keeps me going. Until next time.
Yours truly,
DJester
