Chapter 2: The Strong Heart Will Always Prevail.
A/N: guys I'm going to start the interesting parts now and reveal the character's history to him slowly over the next few chapters. I am also mildly disappointed, because I didn't get any review. Please review no matter how old this story is, as I may actually continue it. Btw there also may be time lapses between chapters but I'll let you know if it happens and when it happens.
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So without further ado: The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Forgotten One.
Mudro had been walking for several days; his back had healed due to the impeccable regeneration of dragons, and yet nothing had told him where he was, or when he would reach civilisation. He began to feel depleted of energy, so he took flight to go and find some unaware deer or even a rabbit.
He felt a weird sensation, as though something was telling him where to go, and the odd feeling of being tugged made him drool. He altered his flight course so that he was heading south. Mudro began to feel a uneasy as he flew. He swerved down to land, only to be met by an arrow just below his wings. He shrieked out in pain and plummeted almost 30 meters.
Just before he landed he stretched out his wings so that he wouldn't be decimated by the fall. Mudro fell a million jolts of pain rip through his ribs. He knew he would barely survive a fight if it came to one. He painstakingly only an eye so see a huge boulder encompassing his body. He felt a largely powerful feeling ripple through him. A leaf green glow surrounded him, and e felt that he was doing something spectacular and powerful- he just didn't know what.
He opened his maw and the boulder around him shattered as a missile of shimmering green left his mouth. Just as he thought it would crash into the ground, an extremely large and hideous creature got in the way of it.
The creature was instantly felled as the energy was transferred to him; elemental power kills enemies because the power of a dragon overwhelms them, even against another dragon. Mudro dragged himself over to the creature and saw that it had a huge bow that had likely fired the arrow into his ribcage.
He knew that the creature in front of him wasn't the last of them. There had to be more of these ugly beasts. He pulled himself upright and lifted himself up.
Spots swam before his eyes but thankfully, he didn't collapse. He placed one leg after another until he reached he hiding spot of the beast. He looked all around to find hints of another beast. Unfortunately for Mudro there was a fire not 100 meters away. The creatures must have been deaf because surely anything would have heard his fury, but apparently not. He descended upon the camp with relative ease compared to getting up before. He threw a stick across the camp to draw attention to his spot.
As he hoped, only one of the beasts came. He made a quick end to it which ended in gurgles (I think that you can gather what happened to the grublin), now with only 2 grublins left he descended upon the camp and slit another beast's throat. With only one monster left he began to feel confident and cocky.
He gathered his breath just like when he did his 'fury'- he wasn't entirely sure what the fury is- and felt a power course through him; but this time, it took him longer. By the time he was ready, the beast had gotten his club and had whacked him really hard against the back of the head.
He began to swim into darkness, and thought "So this is how it ends". However, just as he blacked out, he could have sworn he saw an ice blue shape descend upon him.
A/N: well that's that, 2 chapters in 1 day. Damn I'm good. Please review I beg you. Also let me know if you have any ideas for me to add to this. also ill only be posting on weekends from now on.
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