Yah! Another chapter down.
I truly hope that this one is good for you guys since the time I've been in my absence.
The reason that this took me so long to write was because I'm making another story.
This one project is called Moving On Which Should be downloaded now.
If you're a fan of the elites from Halo then you will like this story…I hope. Lol.
Well without further ado here is chapter 4: Speculations Coming of Age.
To Be a King
Chapter 4: Speculations Coming of Age
"Ah it's good to be back," Stated Sparx as he leaned back stretching his body from exhaustion.
"Sparx we were only gone for two weeks," replied Spyro as he touched down onto the temple courtyard.
"So, all that heavy lifting put my body through a lot," replied Sparx. He began to stretch his arms in an exasperating way acting out his so called, overdone use of talents.
"Sparx you barely even did anything," Cynder retorted while her wings gave one last flap before letting her feet touch the ground next to Spyro.
Sparx looked back to give them a smug look. "Yeah I did. I helped build that tower…thing." Spyro and Cynder both looked at each other grinning, before Spyro glanced back at Sparx chuckling.
"Uh Sparx there was no tower. It was just a straw hut cheetah village." Replied Spyro as he gave Sparx a questioning stare.
Sparx looked back with wide eyes. "There wasn't?" he got his answer in the form of Spyro shaking his head. "Well I was… supervising." Sparx stated before Cynder began to laugh.
"Sparx I don't think sitting around and eating while staring at us work is supervising." Cynder stated as she brought her paw up to muffle her laugh.
"I was giving you guy's great support," Replied Sparx in his whinnying voice. This time it was Spyro to laugh at his friend's argument.
"Sparx you were yelling at us," Answered Spyro before he began to imitate Sparx. "Come on guys your almost done. Just a few more logs to go. Get going you fatty. I've seen my grandma work harder than you." Finished Spyro as Cynder cut in.
"Come on Spyro you need to lose that belly of yours!" Cynder yelled cuasing both of the reptilians burst out laughing.
Sparx glared back at them before turning around and floating away. "Everyone's a critic. Yah uh ha laugh it up. While you guys are acting like children I'm going to go report to Terrador that our mission is done," Sparx retorted as he flew away still hearing Spyro and Cynder laughing.
The repetitive sounds of snickering died down as Spyro and Cynder began to wipe away there tears.
Spyro gazed around smiling as he noticed the temple garden they had landed in. After the war had ended the elders decided to make the temple grounds bigger for the many new arrivals that were coming daily. Instead of an old temple building made out of stone, they remodeled it with granite and marble creating an authentic look. Along with the change had come a variety of new buildings creating a campus for the many new young dragons to learn in. Some of the new buildings included a new training arena, a surplus of living quarters and Cynders favorite new add-on. A huge, granite pillared library.
Shelves and shelves of literature lined the inner wall of the building while row after row of bookcases stood tall ordered in lines encasing the area. This was Cynder's favorite new hang out corner where she would go to relax and read a good book.
Spyro smiled as he thought of Cynder lying there on an ornate pillow, that riddled the libraries reading floor, reading one of the many famous author's and there creations. Elder Al-Quin her favorite author, well he was an author. Devastating news really, to find out that he had passed away during the war, but it didn't mean that it stopped Cynder from reading his books anyway.
Spyro turned to see Cynders emerald eyes dart away from him. She was caught staring….again; luckily Spyro had a tendency to catch on to things slowly…for now. That didn't stop him from trying to help.
"Are you alright Cynder?" Spyro stated in a concerned tone. Cynder turned back to look at him with a slight blush.
"Uh ya I'm…fine," replied Cynder trying to make it as strong as she could. "You know Spyro I'm…I'm just going to go to the library okay. I'll…I'll see you later," Stated Cynder as she began to walk towards the granite plated stairs before the library, however she did not get far as Spyro's deep voice stopped her, the tone, music to her ears.
"Is it alright if I come with you?" Came Spyros concerned voice, pointed towards his partner's actions.
Cynder looked back over her shoulder, her eyes wide from her friend's question. "What?" she replied slightly aghast.
"Well I mean I don't have anything else to do so…..is it alright if I tag along?" Spyro stated hopeful her response would be affirming.
Cynders gaze softened as her eyes relaxed and her smile appeared. "Sure," she replied in a kind soft manner. The dragoness's smile widened as she saw Spyros expression brighten while he walked up next to her.
He looked at her with a smirk. Before Cynder could make a move the male bowed in front of her, signaling towards the library. "Lead the way my lady."
Cynder looked down smiling to herself as she passed Spyro destined towards the library with her friend in tail.
"Ah come on Cobbler! I didn't mean to, you know how Terrador just lays his documents all over his desk. I just so happened to see one very….descriptively. Ill do anything, just please don't take me to Cyril!" Coal exclaimed as Cobbler continued to drag him across the grounds of the temple campus.
Cobbler shuffled his shoulders as he began to walk up the stairs towards the elder's chambers. "Well you should've thought about that before you blabbered on about sensitive materials, especially Terrador's."
"Could you just give me this one free be," Replied Coal, jumbling his words, as he was dragged along the steps.
"Oh no, not this time! I already gave you the free be for 'accidentally' destroying Elder Volteer's records, that just by chance, was in the kindling pile." Replied Cobbler angrily. "Besides I'm captain of the guard I have my duties to report complications, such as this, to the elders."
Coal pouted as he saw other students pass by them. Some just stared thoughtlessly at the site before them while others laughed when they saw Coal's awkward position. I mean seeing the captain of the guard dragging another guard by the tail was in a way, an amusing site to behold.
Coal mumbled something, unpleasant towards Cobbler, under his helmet as some dragonesses giggled at his situation. His moping ended, however, as he saw that they had passed by Cyril's studies building and were headed towards the elder's private library structure taking note towards the marble pillars.
"Wait why are you taking me here?" Coal inquired as he began to be dragged up the white marble steps.
"Well Zorroth hasn't had much to do lately seeing how Terrador has been busy recently. We now know what that 'recently' is thanks to you. So I'm giving you to Zorroth as a thanks." Replied cobbler as they stepped through the large ornate doors into the library. He smiled as he saw the dark blue pile of scales that is Zorroth, sitting at his desk skimming through a scroll.
The old ice dragon looked up, through his reading goggles, to see cobbler bowing in front of him.
"Elder Zorroth," stated Cobbler as he bowed his head in respect towards the old teacher.
The old dragon stared at Cobbler taking into account his slightly exhausted appearance. At first Zorroth shrugged it of in remembering how heavy the sentinel armor can be, however his interest piqued as he saw a red color among the silver linking's of guard armor behind Cobbler.
"Afternoon Cobbler, I trust that nothing too euphoric happened today." Replied the elder as he slid his reading goggles onto his forehead.
"Nothing of the sort sir, just wanted to stop by and drop of a package," Replied Cobbler hinting towards the reptile behind him.
Zorroth's yellow eyes looked down to see Coal's orange gaze looking back at him. "To what do I owe this extraordinary visit master Coal?"
Coal pouted as he brought his stare away abruptly. "Nothing." He replied rudely. He instantly regretted it as he felt Cobbler pull on his tall hard bringing him to whip around facing Zorroth, whose unemotional stare remained.
"Hey boy I don't want anymore sass out of you today got it." Cobbler stated as he nodded his head towards Zorroth. "Well…go on then. Tell him."
Coal breathed in as he saw that Zorroth's expression had not yet changed during the entire conversation. Coal closed his eyes as he gave his response. "I broke into Terrador's study and found some scrolls of his, laid out on his desk. My curiosity betrayed me as I had looked through them finding out some…" Coal stopped to think what to say as he saw Cobbler stare at him, "Uh some sensitive material sir." Coal finished as he breathed out awaiting the punishment.
Zorroth's yellow eyes glared at Coal, which appeared to be the only facial change during the entire explanation. He exhaled noisily as he brought his paw to the top of his head and began to scratch it thinking. Zorroth reached down into his desk to acquire one of the many guard rotation scrolls. He brought his paw down to open the scroll scanning each line.
Coal gulped as he saw the Elder grin at a specific line on the page.
"I believe I have found a faultless answer to our solution," Stated Zorroth as he brought out some guard records. "You know who Zaul is, right master Coal."
Coal responded with a slight nod curious were this was going.
"Good because you're going to be helping him with this week's night shift." Zorroth announced as he grinned at Coal's wide eyes.
"What! You're putting me on night shift for an entire week?" Coal exclaimed clearly not happy with the punishment.
Oh how wrong he would be.
"Yes. Seeing how you seem to have so much time on your hands that you could break into Terrador's, I'm quite sure you can make up the lost sleep by napping during the day," Replied Zorroth in his sincere manner.
"That's not the point. I mean why Zaul? Why does it have to be him?" Whined Coal in knowledge of how Zaul treated young dragons.
"Well Zaul has been rather bored lately without a partner, and seeing you in your… condition, I thought that a couple of nights under the guidance of the famous captain would be fitting for you." Stated Zorroth his grin widened as he held out the rotation scroll for the week long night shift.
Coal grumbled under his breath as he accepted the document.
"Good. Now hurry along. The sun will be going down soon and Zaul has yet to be told about his new…friend." Stated Zorroth smiling as Coal mumbled a "thank you" before stomping out of the library.
Seeing that Coal had departed, Cobbler turned to face Zorroth who in return gave him an emotionless stare. "You want me to follow him to make sure he goes to Zaul's chamber."
"That will not be necessary. I trust that our friend will carry out the task that we have given him." Zorroth replied while giving Cobbler a stern look. "What about this 'sensitive material' that Coal has stumbled upon."
Cobbler stared back at Zorroth, eyes wide. "Terrador didn't inform you." His response came as Zorroth shook his head slightly angered by this development.
"I have no knowledge of this subject. I knew that Terrador was busy but busy doing what, I do not know." Replied Zorroth as he rubbed the back of his head.
"He apparently has plans in rebuilding Virtus," Responded Cobbler as he began to look through some scrolls on a nearby shelf.
Zorroth's eyes widened as the words echoed in the halls of books. Cobbler watched as Zorroth got up out of his desk towards a nearby shelf. He rummaged through the multiples of scrolls and documents before finally pulling out a tattered old scroll. The elder scanned the cover before unraveling it on the desk skimming through the article. "Virtus huh? Well at least I know why Terrador has been so meticulous lately."
"Ya I know," replied Cobbler as he walked towards the ornate doors. "Time will tell my friend," Stated Cobbler as he exited the library.
Zorroth watched as Cobbler departed the building. Seeing that the captain was out of hearing range he looked back down at the scroll, the page showing the seal of the King of Virtus. The elder breathed in deeply thinking of what is to come in the near future. "What are you planning Terrador?" Zorroth said as he read the documentations of the old Kings of Virtus.
Chain of events, which must start with a single act of random occurrence.
