Act 2, Chapter 3

It was late in the afternoon.

Tyrrany had finally flown out of the Mountains of Kilon a while ago, and was traversing the Arcus desert. The Purple dragoness became worried, How long would it be until Runefor destroyed the Mountains? Would she get far enough away in time? And just how was he going to do it? Tyrrany didn't know the answers to these questions, but they didn't matter right now.

She had only one goal: Get to Glenhaven as soon as possible.

As Tyrrany flew West, a large city appeared on the horizon. As soon as Denzel saw the city, he immediately began asking questions.

"What's that place, Mommy?" He asked.

"That's the city of Aeroshard, Denzel." Tyrrany answered. "It's a really old city, just like Glenhaven."

"Can we go exploring in it?" The Purple dragoness cocked an eyebrow.

"Why would you want to do go exploring in Aeroshard, dear?"

"It looks like a fun place to play in, Mommy."

"Well, I'm sorry, but we aren't stopping in Aeroshard."

"Awwww." Denzel said sadly. "Why not?"

"Because we have to keep moving to get to Glenhaven on the other side of the desert."

"Can't we stay in Air-sha for a while?" Denzel asked.

"We don't have time for it, Denzel." Tyrrany said sternly.

"Pleeeeease?"

"No."

"But I wanna-"

"I said NO! Tyrrany shouted.

Denzel yelped in fright. He then started crying. Tyrrany, feeling bad about her outburst, turned her head around to look at her crying hatchling.

"I'm sorry, dear." She said soothingly. "I didn't mean to scare you."

Denzel looked up at his mother. The hatchling calmed down a little, be he was still sniffling. Tyrrany sighed.

"Alright, we'll spend some time in Aeroshard." Denzel's eyes beamed.

"We will?"

"Yes, but only for a little while."

Denzel hugged Tyrrany's neck.

"Thank you, Mommy!"

Tyrrany then resumed her flight, heading down towards the city of Aeroshard. The Purple dragoness berated herself.

This is going to be a gigantic waste of time, Tyrrany! Why are you coming to a stop here? If you hadn't lost your temper and yelled at Denzel, you would've been able to keep flying.

Tyrrany sighed.

Oh, I just can't stay mad at him. He's only a hatchling, after all. And it's only natural for a hatchling to be curious about the world around them. I'll take him to a park or something. I'll let him explore a little there, and then we'll be back on the trip to Glenhaven.

Once Tyrrany decided on this, she flew onwards, listening to her son chatter about how big the city is.

As the Purple dragoness flew, she let her gaze wander across the desert. She saw about what one could expect from a desert: massive amounts of sand, random patches of plant life, and other such things. But then, Tyrrany saw something she didn't expect.

The unconscious body of an Earth dragoness.

Tyrrany gasped.

"Oh no!" She yelled, immediately flying down to the dragoness.

"What's wrong, Mommy?" Denzel asked, holding on tightly.

"There's a person who needs help!" His mother answered.

Tyrrany came to a landing and ran up to the unconscious dragoness. As Denzel climbed off his mother's back, the Purple dragoness examined the Green dragoness's body:

She had a rather nasty wound on her chest, but miraculously enough, she was still breathing, if weakly.

Tyrrany set to work using her Water and Pain elements to heal the wound, while using her Memory Element to wake the dragoness from sleep.

With a loud gasp, the Earth dragoness awoke.

"What?" She shouted. She bolted upright, confused. "Where am I?"

"You're a good distance to the East of Aeroshard." Tyrrany answered. The Green dragoness turned to look at her.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"My name is Anny." Tyrrany replied. "And this little one is my son Denzel. We saw you lying on the desert ground, so I came to save you life."

"Thank you, Miss Anny." The Dragoness replied. "My name is Angela."

"If I may ask, how did you end lying here?" Tyrrany queried.

"I'm not sure. One moment, I was fighting for my life in the Kilon Mines, and the next thing I knew, I was-"

Suddenly, Angela gasped.

"The Mines! I almost forgot!"

"What about them?"

"They've been attacked by the dragon known as Malefor! My whole village has been slaughtered by Crepsculi!"

Tyrrany gasped. Malefor had made his move. And people were now suffering because of it.

"Come with me." Tyrrany said.

"Come with you where?" Angela asked.

"To Glenhaven." The Purple dragoness answered. "I know where we can find help."

The Earth dragoness looked at Tyrrany, confused.

"I haven't known you very long," Angela replied, "But I guess I'll have to take any help I can find."

Tyrrany chuckled.

"Right." The Purple dragoness turned to face Denzel. "I'm sorry, little one, but it looks like we'll have to skip Aeroshard after all."

"Aww." Denzel said, looking down.

The hatchling climbed onto Tyrrany's back as his mother prepared for flight. Angela did so as well.

Soon, the three dragons were heading West, to the city of Glenhaven across the desert.

…

The very center of the Mountains of Kilon…

Runefor and Nellie appeared in a cloud of purple smoke, floating in midair. The White dragon looked down at the Mountain Range around them.

The Mountain Range extended outwards in all directions, stretching on for what seemed like miles. The clime was much warmer than the Mountains of Inferdus were, and as such the Rock took on a Brown color. Numerous valleys dotted the landscape, most of which had wildlife wandering within them. Everything seemed so pristine and Majestic. The only clue that the northern parts of the Mountain Range were completely devastated was the black smoke on the horizon.

Runefor grinned.

"Tell me, Nellie.." He said to the Blue dragoness. "What did you think of the death and destruction that Mally and I caused earlier?"

Immediately, Nellie filled with rage.

"It was HORRIBLE!" She screamed. "So many lives were completely destroyed, as were the Mountains around them! Nothing's left but a big smoking crater!

Runefor laughed.

"Well, what did you expect?" He asked. "After burning an Island to a crisp, and burning an entire Forest to the ground, is more destruction really a surprise?"

Runefor looked away from Nellie, grinning evilly. "And speaking of destruction…."

The White dragon began charging Convexity energy. He then created an Orb of Convexity in front of his mouth, which he pointed directly upwards.

Runefor proceeded to fill the Orb with Convexity energy, making it grow larger and larger, just like he did at Mt. Helfyr. At first, Nellie expected the White dragon to make the Orb about as big as that last time. However, to her surprise, it was getting even bigger.

In a matter of moments, the Orb of Convexity had grown to the size of the Glenhaven Palace. It then floated high into the air, ominously.

Runefor laughed again.

"Get ready for some fireworks!" He exclaimed. Nellie became worried: No good would come of this.

The White dragon fired a large beam of Convexity at the giant Orb. As the beam connected, the Orb started to shake violently.

Next, the Orb started changing shape: It became flatter, while expanding wider. The sound of Energy building up filled the air.

And then, the Orb exploded.

Hundreds, no, thousands of Convexity blasts rained down on the Mountain Range, each blast the size of a boulder. As each Blast struck the Mountains, they caused a fiery explosion. Parts of the mountain broke off and dissolved into nothingness.

Soon, the entire Mountain range was willed with the sounds of exploding mountains and the screams of dying wildlife. The Land was covered in Orange and Purple flames.

It was too much for Nellie too bear. She broke into tears.

"Having fun, Sweetcheeks?" Runefor chided.

The blue dragoness, enraged, turned and attacked Runefor, slashing and clawing at the White dragon's chest.

"YOU BASTARD! WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS? WHY DO YOU KEEP DESTROYING EVERYTHING?"

Runefor just stood in place, watching Nellie try to harm him, with little success. He grinned.

"'Why'?" He repeated. "Because I can. I have incredible power at my disposal, and I'm putting it to good use."

Runefor grabbed Nellie by the neck and lifted her up to eye-level. Her rage became replaced by fear.

"I can do whatever I please, Nellie. I would like to think you've figured that out by now."

Runefor turned Nellie around and forced her to look down at the destruction below them.

"Do you see that? It's only more of the same things I've done. And more are bound to come. Get used to it, sweetcheeks."

Nellie cried again.

"Can't you at least leave me out of this?" She pleaded.

"Only when I feel like it." Runefor replied, grinning. He looked around at the destruction.

"We're done here." The White dragon placed a forepaw on Nellie's back and grinned. "Let's go home."

A moment later, Runefor and Nellie vanished, while the Mountains below them crumbled into nothing.

…

Mount Erebus.

Adpetis and Amouris were in the Main Chamber of the Floating Palace. They were awaiting the arrival of Bergan.

The Golden-Maned dragon had left to find Cyrus a short while ago. Once again, plans had been changed. Adpetis would return to monitoring the Pit of the Fallen, while Amouris took up control of the Corrupted dragon Army and laid siege on the Raunn Jungle.

At least, once Bergan arrived with Cyrus.

Adpetis yawned in boredom.

"How much longer do you think he'll be?" The White dragoness asked. Amouris sighed in Contempt.

"Why do you insist on asking that question so often?" The Purple dragoness replied in contempt. "Are you in that much of a hurry to mate with the boy?"

Adpetis glared at her "ally".

"What does it matter to you?" She snapped. "We need the boy for our schemes, and we need him immediately! Every second spent sitting around here waiting is a second wasted!"

The Purple dragoness rolled her eyes.

"Unlike yourself, I am able to wait patiently for my plans to begin."

Adpetis seethed with Rage.

"Are you saying I'm impatient?" Amouris cocked an eyebrow.

"That is exactly what I'm saying, yes."

"How DARE you? I'll have you know that I waited YEARS for my son to develop to the proper age to put his powers to work, because his growth had to be natural for my plans to work properly!"

"That's not patience: It's poor planning." Adpetis stormed around the Green Pool and got up to Amouris's face.

"You asinine Twat! You couldn't possibly understand the nuances of-!"

Suddenly, Adpetis was interrupted by a voice from out of nowhere.

"Well, Well, it's nice to see that you two females are behaving as properly as one would expect."

In a moment, A Large Purple dragon appeared in a cloud of purple smoke at the doorway. Adpetis backed away from Amouris, regaining her composure. Amouris, meanwhile, sighed softly and smiled.

"Greetings, Malefor." She said.

"What brings you here?" Adpetis queried. "Shouldn't you be off on your conquest of the Mountains of Kilon?"

Malefor walked around the Green pool as he spoke.

"I had originally gone to The Nexus, but I found that none of the others were there. So, I assumed you would be here. And I was correct."

"But why arrive here in the first place?" A low growl escaped The Purple dragon.

"That Rune louse has proven to be a greater thorn in our side than previously believed." He said. "He has sabotaged my attempt to seize the Kilon Mines, by utterly destroying the Entire Mountain Range."

The Dragonesses were shocked. Malefor continued.

"But that's not all: He's found a way to transform Fury Gems into pure energy, and used it to increase his physical stature to one that rivals my own."

"Then it seems we'll have to find a way to eliminate him." Amouris replied.

"Yes, it does seem that way, doesn't it?" A Voice said.

A moment later, Bergan appeared at the doorway. Next to him was a Giant Black dragon. The two dragonesses smiled, while Malefor scowled.

"Bergan." He said halfheartedly.

"Good day, Malefor." The Golden-maned dragon said, walking forwards. "I'm glad that you're here. There's a certain matter that you should know about. All of you."

"What would that be?" The Other Purple dragon demanded. "And who is that behind you?"

"I'll explain him later." Bergan answered. "But first, the other matter."

Malefor scoffed. "Fine. Enlighten me."

The other three Victiumirti gave Bergan their utmost attention as he spoke.

"It seems we aren't as unstoppable as previously believed. In the past few days, young Rune has caused Mt. Helfyr to erupt, burned our secondary base in Faeshrine, as well as the Tarune Forest, to the ground, and murdered out comrade Lucrun."

"Lucrun is dead?" Malefor queried. "Why wasn't I informed sooner."

"You couldn't be reached in time, my friend." Bergan answered. "My most sincere apologies for not telling you when we found out. Moving on, our other comrade, Desysto, has just recently been murdered by King Urobos, and his White hided army has been slaughtered."

Amouris and Adpetis were alarmed by this revelation.

"How can that me?" Adpetis yelled. "Even if they aren't as powerful as Chaos dragons, how can an entire army of White dragons be killed so easily?"

"And how could Desysto be slain?" Amouris added. "He has the ability to summon Golems! Surely he must still be alive!"

Bergan shook his head.

"You two ladies need to calm yourselves. Remember: We control the Pit of the Fallen, as well as the surrounding remains of the Mountains of Inferdus. As long as our supply of Gems remains, we can bring back our comrades AND our army of White dragons. And besides that, we will soon have expanded access to the power of Nothingness, thanks to the Chaos dragons that the good prince here shall help produce."

"Good Prince?" Malefor asked.

"Oh, that's right." Bergan chuckled. "Allow me to introduce you to the new-and-improved Prince Cyrus." The Golden-maned dragon turned to face the Black dragon. "Take a few steps forward, your highness."

Cyrus walked forwards and stood before Malefor. The Black dragon didn't say a word: He only scowled, and stared forwards with his Deep Purple eyes.

Malefor examined the Prince Curiously. And then, he burst into laughter.

"This is a Male?" He asked. "He is identical in stature to Cynder, and I don't mean that kindly!"

"Well, despite his unfortunate appearance," Bergan said, "he is, in fact, a male. And as such, he is perfect to impregnate Adpetis."

Malefor's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

"I beg you pardon?" He asked.

"Oh, we didn't tell you that yet, did we." Adpetis said, walking up to Malefor and Cyrus. "I plan to mate with Cyrus, thus providing us with a superior breed of Minions: Chaos Dragons."

"That is…unusual." The Great Purple dragon replied.

"Call it what you will. In the meantime, I have work to do." The White dragoness turned to face the Black dragon. "Cyrus."

Immediately, Cyrus turned to face her. He still didn't speak, but he gave her his attention. The White dragoness placed a forepaw on his shoulder.

"Follow me, Cyrus." She said, half-authoritative and half-soothingly.

Adpetis then walked out of the chamber and turned down the hall, Cyrus following close behind. Malefor scoffed.

"Ridiculous." He commented. "But as long as we're on the matter of recruiting new minions, I would like to add a dragon to our command as well."

Bergan cocked an eyebrow.

"Oh?" he asked "Who would that be? And why, for that matter?"

"Rune has become too great of a threat." Malefor stated. "I believe that eliminating him should go from being a side-objective, to our primary objective."

"Is that a wise decision?" Amouris asked.

"Why wouldn't it be? He's ambushed and slain our comrade Lucrun already. If we continue to ignore him, he pick us off, one by one."

"I suppose you're correct." Bergan said. "I'll allow you to hunt Rune down. But, I wish to know who you want to recruit to serve under us."

"Someone from the past." Malefor replied.

"The Past?" Amouris asked. "Do you plan to re-corrupt Cynder?"

"No, that would be both foolish and improbable." The Great Purple dragon answered. "No, the person I wish to recruit, has been dead for around five hundred years. He is able to wield an element that no longer fits in this age."

"Who is this dragon?" Bergan queried.

"I do not wish to say. Though you will recognize him when he stands before you."

"It's certainly odd how you're acting so cryptic all of a sudden." Bergan replied. "What could you be scheming?"

"I am planning to eliminate Rune, for hindering our plans, and the humiliation he forced me to endure." The Golden-maned dragon rolled his eyes.

"Very well. Do as you will. Allow Amouris to supervise you as you perform the revival ritual."

"As you wish."

"In the meantime, I have work to attend to elsewhere at the moment. Have yourselves a wonderful day, you two."

And with that, Bergan vanished away, leaving Malefor and Amouris alone.

"I shall be leaving for the Pit of the Fallen." Malefor said, turning around. "I intend to perform the revival ritual immediately."

"I shall follow along, then." Amouris replied.

"Fine by me."

The two Purple dragons left the main chamber and walked towards the exit from the building.

As they walked, Amouris allowed her gaze to wander up and down Malefor's figure. She grinned. Malefor was truly a mighty dragon.

"You know, Malefor," The dragoness said, "When I was a young cub, I was absolutely terrified of you."

"Is that so?" He asked, indifferent.

"Oh, yes. I was born at the start of the New Age, you see. I used to hear all sorts of tales about you. How you rose to power, only to be defeated by Spyro and Cynder. At first, I feared your very name. But, as I grew, I came to realize that yours is a name to be revered, not hated. It was You who should have brought about a new age, not that upstart Spyro."

Malefor glanced at Amouris, still indifferent.

"You are trying to flatter me." He responded. "Why?"

Amouris walked up closer to Malefor, grinning all the while.

"You are truly a powerful man, Malefor. Your work is what inspired me to try to bring about the Great Cleansing myself. It would be an honor to-"

Malefor suddenly came to a stop. He glared at the Purple dragoness as he spoke.

"To what? To mate with me?"

"Well…"

"Yes, that would be an honor. An honor that I'm not entirely sure you deserve."

Amouris frowned.

"Why not? I was almost as close as you were to destroying the world. What makes me any worse off than you?"

"For starters, the world was literally breaking apart around me when I was imprisoned. Out of everyone among our number, I was the closest to achieving this 'Nothing's ends. As for you? You had to whore your way around the world to get as far as ending a few thousand lives."

Amouris pouted, and walked around to look Malefor in the eyes.

"Far more than that died by my paw. Several million if I remember correctly. And at least I wasn't imprisoned by two imbeciles like you were. They needed an army just to get near me to take me down."

Suddenly, Malefor grabbed Amouris and shoved her face down onto the floor. He then held her neck down, applying just enough force to keep her from getting back up.

"If I recall correctly," he sneered, "it was the son of the same two imbeciles who defeated you. And he killed you. I was still alive. Imprisoned, but alive. So if you think you are my equal, then you are sadly mistaken."

Amouris's expression changed to a grin, catching Malefor off guard. The dragoness then purred.

"Show me you're better." She goaded. "Show me your superiority. If you can, that is."

The Purple Male looked down at the Female. Clearly, she wanted Malefor to have his way with her.

"Are you up to the challenge, Malefor?" She chided.

After thinking about it for a moment, he finally decided.

"I am."

Malefor grabbed Amouris's shoulders and flipped her over and dropped her hard onto her back. He then quickly walked around the dragoness, so that he was standing over her tail. The Purple Male then lunged on top of the Female.

Amouris started fighting back, pushing and clawing at Malefor as he struggled to get into position. It was a real fight: Amouris left several bleeding wounds allover Malefor's form.

"Are you stronger than me or not, Malefor?" the Dragoness goaded.

This taunting increased The Male's drive. He began fighting harder and faster.

After another moment, Malefor had used his forelegs to force Amouris's forlegs down. He also used his bodyweight to pin the dragoness down.

Malefor looked down at the trapped dragoness. She truly was an incredibly attractive female. The sweet scent of her scales drifted through the air, filling Malefor's nostrils.

"You belong to me, now." He said, grinning. Amouris grinned back.

"Then ravish me." She replied.

Immediately, Malefor drove himself inside her. She gasped as the Male began his business.

"I'm still sterile." Amouris said. "You won't have to worry about children."

"Actually, I do." Malefor replied.

"What?"

"You will understand later."

After that, Malefor dug himself deeper into Amouris, the dragoness gasping harder.

As the two dragons mated there, Malefor heard a voice in his head. A voice that was not his own.

By the ancestors, this sickens me!

It was Bane.

Malefor reached into his mind and pushed Bane away, forcing him back into the deepest reaches of his mind.

Give me back my body!

Silence, you interloper!

As Bane was silenced, Malefor returned his attention to Amouris.

This would not be the last time Bane would trouble him.