Dark Master's Child

by sparklebutter

In life we have choices, 'You can either do this willingly or I'll make you slaughter your friends.' And in my case, with the Dark Master as a father, they aren't always easy. S\C F\E

10. Chapter 10

Yo, Yo, what up? Finally...chapter ten the one that says all, and makes you even more confused than before, and keeps you guessing until the end. Mehhahahahaha. I've been waiting for this day! So enjoy! Sorry it took this long...but a chapter this epic takes a while.

And as for my OC's (I have a bunch of them)
I've had so many it's hard to keep up with them. I need to re-read my story...yes...I forgot some of my OC's. So far all the ones I remember are, Lyna, Xyna, Zeyra, Asha, Dyron, Zix, Electra, Ilyer, Autumn, Rin, Paul, Jon, and Vi. That's all I remember.

Okay so an accident happened the other day, and I messed up my story, but it's fixed now, that's why it said I updated so much...

And before I blab your eyes and ears off, I'm going to clear up a few things, Zeyra and Paul will have no fluff. Paul is like sixteen, and Zeyra is thirteen, so maybe in the last chapter of the last book, but no, not yet. Yes there will be either two or three books…yay…So they are JUST friends.

Another side note, was the temple destroyed? Because I always thought it was in Warfang, but I don't know now, because I watched some cut scenes from New Beginnings...help D=

Me: *Out of the room, getting a samich* (Sandwich)

Zeyra: Heh, do you want to know WHY she needs to know?

Reader: Yeah, sure. Why not?

Me: *hears typing and starts getting suspicious*

Jon:Zeyra! Hurry up! She's coming back!

Zeyra: *laughs*Because she's—

Me:ZEYRA!

Jon: *runs and hides under the bed*

Zeyra: *jumps away from the computer* Yes my wonderful Creator?

Me:What were you doing?

Zeyra: Nothing…

Me: Tell me now!

Zeyra: You can't make me! Just because you made me doesn't mean I have to listen to you!

Me: Oi…the teen years…so stubborn. *Shakes head*

Zeyra: You idiot! You're a teen.

Me: ZEYRA!

Jon: *comes out from under the bed* I believe she wants you to do the disclaimer.

Zeyra: Nah

Me: Do it! Or else I'll put a weird scene between you and Paul.

Zeyra:EW! He's three years older! Gross!

Me: Zeyra.

Zeyra: Alright, stupid Sideswipe124 doesn't own The Legend of Spyro or anything that has to do with Spyro. If she did, Skylanders wouldn't be thought of.

Ember's POV

I saw Flame outside in the streets, he walking towards the temple, and my heart fluttered inside my chest. I was on the balcony of my room. "Flame!" I shouted.
I leaned over the side of the balcony, and waved. He looked up, and waved. I jumped off the balcony, and flew down to him.

I hugged him, and licked his cheek. He blushed slightly, and said, "I can't talk now Ember, I have to go talk to the Guardians. I might get to be the Fire Guardian."
My muzzle was agape, and I smiled with pride, "Really? That's awesome Flame. You deserve it."
He nodded, and looked at his talons, "I'm not really going to tell everybody..."

I hugged him again, "But that's so cool! And school starts in a couple of days! You are proud of yourself right?"
"Ember I haven't gotten the job yet." whispered Flame, "But...I could use some support...you could come with me if you want."

"Yes!" I shouted, "A million times yes!"
"Well alright. Let's go." He grabbed my paw, and we flew together to the temple. I saw Zix, and Xyna below us. Flame waved, and cupped his free paw around his muzzle, "Hey!" He shouted.

Xyna looked up, and waved, but Zix just stared. "He thinks he's too cool to wave doesn't he?" I asked.
Flame snickered, and said, "Pretty much. Oh, by the way, there's this huge beginning of the year battle, it is tomorrow, since it's the new moon, and the beginning of the school year..."

I giggled as we landed, "What are you trying to say Flame?"
He leaned in, "Well since we're both Fire Dragons we might have to battle each other..."

I raised a brow, "Oh silly, the battles are like levels, they tell the teachers and guardians where the dragons skill levels lie, it's not like fighting is all that matters, I'm best at literature, and history—"

Flame put a paw over my muzzle, "Ember, I love you, but I really need to be at this meeting. We can talk about this later okay?"

I nodded, and he took his paw off. "Okay, thanks." He smiled.
We sprinted to the temple doors; they were propped open to let the warm summer breeze in. Our talons made a rapid clinking noise as we ran to the council room.

We finally made it to the room. The council only come for times like these, or when something terrible happens. I'm surprised they didn't come when that one thing happened with that one dragoness, Zaya I think?

There were three other dragons, one girl, and two boys, were waiting for their turn to come before the council.

The girl's name was Spark, she had five horns in a line on her head, the middle one came up the highest, her underbelly and wing membrane were magma colored, and her scales were black with red cracks in it, she had red eyes.

She looked the oldest in the group. Her tail blade was in the shape of what looked like fire, and came to a sharp point.

The first boy was about Flame's age, he had orange scales, and his underbelly and wings were yellow, he had four horns, and spikes that went down his back and his tail blade parted in three different ways. His name was Asher.

The other boy was the most muscular out of the group, he had deep red eyes, he had two horns that spiraled backwards, his scales were red, and his underbelly was green, and so was his wings. (A/N: HE'S A FREAKING CHRISTMAS TREE! =D)
His spikes on his back were jagged like his tale blade. His name was Kye.

I looked over at Flame, and gave him a smile, "Hey Pinky, you in for this too?" Kye asked with a weird smile. It didn't bring me the best feeling.
Flame stepped in front of me, "Hey, she has a name, her name is Ember."

Kye glared at him, and put his left paw in his right paw, signalizing that he was wanting a fight, "You askin' for a fight shorty?"

I stepped between them, "Flame, it's alright,"
Kye laughed, "You let your girlfriend tell you what to do?"

Flame growled, and he pushed me behind him, "Fine, you want a battle? Alright, meet me in the east field outside of Warfang, in the after noon. Just you and me, tell your friends if you want." He snarled.

"Flame, no." I warned, but he didn't listen.

Spark just laughed, "You're boyfriend is going to get pummeled."
I growled and looked up at her, "You don't know Flame, he can do anything!"

We all were about to attack each other, when Terrador came out in the middle of it, "Children!" He thundered, "What are you doing?"

We all pointed at each other and said, "They did it!"
Terrador put up a paw, and hissed, "The council is here, I want you all to behave yourself, and Ember, what are you doing here?"

"I came f-for Flame." I stuttered.
"Stay out here, as for the rest of you, come on."
Terrador lead the rest of them into the room, and the door shut loudly behind them.

I lay down and tried to calm myself down while Flame was being tested to see if he's 'guardian material'. "Goodness Flame, what have you done?" I asked myself

Zeyra's POV

It was closer, I could physically fell the fear in the air. I can't take it. I have to choose between hurting my friends willingly or forced. Either way it is a lose, lose situation. Maybe Terrador knows what to do. Besides he did tell me to tell him anything.

I ran out of the room. The last day of freedom, and the street was unusually crowed. "Holy—" I bumped into another dragoness, and she turned around to snap at me, "Hey! Watch where you're—" She froze, "Oh..."

She had a rare element, fear. She had bright red scales, and her underbelly and wings were grey. Her left eye was silver, and the other was red. She had two horns on her head that pulled up to a deadly point, and three horns from the top of her jaw, to close to her chin, and her back spikes were jagged and twisted. "Hi." I said awkwardly.

She smiled back when she realized I wasn't scowling at her, "Oh...I thought you were Zix or someone." She said. She looked at me closer, and tilted her head to the side, "You're...You're Zeyra." She said in surprise.

I scowled, and looked at the ground, "Yeah..."
"And you're Malefor's kid..." She said slowly. I nodded slowly as anger started to bubble up inside of me.

She smiled, and exclaimed, "Do you have any idea how cool that is?"
I looked up in surprise, "What? Y-You think it's cool? Is this some kind of—"
"No, I promise it's not, we all have wacko talents. Can I show you to my other friends?" She asked.

She was pretty excited...I hope this isn't some kind of gang...

"Sure…but I have to ask Terrador first." I said.

"Why?" She asked.

I held back a smile, "Well. Zix tried to um...beat me...so I got a little ticked off, and went all evil on him. And well...I got in trouble..."

"Ah, any of us would have done the same, so don't beat yourself up too badly." She said, "And by the way, I'm Isk. You go ask Terrador now."

Bossy, sheesh. I thought to myself as I jumped in the air. My wings caught the wind, and I soared to the Elder's Meeting House. I hope he's there.

I landed and as I was walking in the propped open door, I froze, and said, just before I fell on my face, "Oh snap, cr—"

(A/N:This part will be...well kinda violent. And I have no idea what the other monsters are called except for those GAY trolls and those little grublins)

Xx Vision xX

I opened my eyes and saw Warfang in ruins. Smoke and ash filled the air, and it made it hard to breath. Canons and arrows were shot everywhere, and the battle was thick. Where's Spyro or Cynder? I asked myself.

I was immediately answered with Spyro landing against the wall with a thud and landing on the ground in a heap. Cynder attacked Dyron with shadow. She ran around him, and shadows surrounded him, making him blind.

Cynder started to do a poison breath attack, and attacked him furiously with her talons. Dyron whacked her with his tail, dazing her slightly, and he pinned her under his claws.

She started to use fear, but her attacks weakened as he absorbed her power. Spyro started to get up, but grublins and other things attacked him.

I looked to my left and saw Terrador attempting to fight off twelve grublins, and two earth trolls. Cyril let out a shower of ice shards as he flew over Terrador, trying to help him, as a corrupted dragoness of sixteen or seventeen chased him.

My attention was caught when Spyro came to Cynder's aid. "Hey!" He shouted, distracting Dyron.

He attacked Dyron with a long steady beam of electricity, and Dyron tensed as the electricity surged through him. Cynder had enough time to get out from under Dyron when Spyro distracted him, and went out to seek a green crystal.

Dyron growled loudly and tried to follow them.

I looked back over at Terrador, and gasped out as Terrador was being mercilessly beaten by the trolls.

Volteer lay dead on the ground, next to some other dead creatures. His mouth was open, it looked like he was about to shoot a lethal beam of electricity, but was shot down in the process.

I heard Cyril scream, and I looked over, and my stomach dropped. He was knocked out of the sky. I looked up to see who did it, and to my dismay, the killer was none other than myselt.

I turned around and saw a mirror. The sounds of war had died away, and I was in a dark room. I looked closer at the mirror and saw the bright white eyes of my darker form.

I was frowning but my reflection had a large smile, reveling my sharp fangs. I rubbed my eyes, and looked again, and I will regret doing that for all of my days.

Xx End of Vision xX

I woke up in cold sweat. I was gasping for breath, and I felt a throbbing pain in my cheek. I realized I was still on the floor when I sneezed on some dust that I breathed in.

I got up, and nearly started crying when I remembered what I saw. I rubbed my eyes again, and continued on my search for Terrador. My vision became blurry as tears welled up in my eyes, and I ran into someone.

Their scales were awfully cold, so I'm guessing they were an ice dragon, "I-I'm so sorry!" I said quickly as I jumped back onto my feet.

I heard a soft chuckle and immediately knew it was Cyril. "It's quite alright Zeyra," He looked down at me, and question, "Oh child, have you been crying?"

I wiped my muzzle with my paw, "Maybe." I continued, "Do you know where Terrador is?"
Cyril thought for a moment, and tapped his chin with his talon, "Well...I think that he's with some students in the academy."

"Oh," I said. I started to turn around, but he stopped me. He put a paw on my shoulder, "Zeyra, are you alright? You seem a little...melancholy." asked Cyril.

I shrugged, and made up a half truth. That isn't technically lying...is it? "Just nerves for the beginning of the school year." I said.

Cyril smirked, and said proudly, "I surmised as much. Believe it or not my dear girl, I wasn't the most...popular, no, I was as you kids now-a-days say, the laughing stock. It was not very fun."

I looked up at him, and tried very hard not to smile, "Why is that Master Cyril?"

He let out a heavy sigh, and paused a while, as if it pained him to say what was on his mind, "Well...I don't want to discourage you from your first day of school! I'll tell you another time." He gave me a wink, and turned away. (A/N: Not a creepy wink.)

I was left alone in the hallway, and I realized what would happen, "No...No..."
All the Guardians were busy...except...Volteer. "Terrador, where are you?" I asked myself.

Flame's POV

It was the end of the meeting and the six elders (Including Terrador) were whispering among themselves. The Ice Elder, Shard, spoke first, "We have made our decision. The newest Guardian is now...Kye."

Disappointment filled me as reality struck that I would not be the next guardian.

"Congratulations," The Wind Elder, Breazy said.

Her scales were light blue, and her underbelly and wings were bright yellow, but her wing membrane were light blue. She had two horns on her head and on the tips of her horns they separated into wacko directions.

"Kye you will begin being a Guardian soon. Maybe in great times of sorrow you'll be able to make the same decisions that Ignitus made." Breezy said.

I doubt it, I thought to myself.

She continued with a smile, "As for the rest of you, just remember we had to make a quick decision, fare well, and remember, stay in school."

The Fire Elder, Magma, dismissed the council, and I ran out of there as fast as possible, almost tripping over Ember, "So what happened?" She asked excitedly.

"Kye got it." I said sadly, "Oh well."

"Oh well?" Ember snapped, "He's going to fight you Flame, wouldn't that be an offense?"

I raised a brow, "No, technically he's not one yet, he still has to finish school." I said.

"Oooh, I see—Flame! Look it's that girl from the square...what's her name...Zaya?" whispered Ember.

I looked behind me, and saw her, "Oh yeah, her. Oh well, let's go." I started pulling Ember, "We don't want any trouble."

She agreed with me, and we started walking out of the Temple.

Spyro's POV

We found Hunter, but Prowlus won't let him leave, and we don't want to hurt the cheetahs. So we made a deal with them, we'll help with cleaning up the valley if we get Hunter, and Prowlus agreed.

We've already cleaned up most of the valley, and we're taking a short rest. Cynder yawned loudly, "Ah my muscles ache." She said while stretching a like a cat.

I smirked and said, "Cynder, you should work out more."

"What's that supposed to mean? Are you saying I'm fat?" She yelled.

Sparx nodded vigorously, and exclaimed, "All you dragons have a weight problem."
"Shut up!" Cynder and I both said.

Sparx put up his hands and said, "Sheesh, no need to get snappy."

We just started to calm back down and enjoy the peace, when we heard shouting, and a limping cheetah came into view. "HELP!" He shouted, "Somebody! Please!"

It appeared that he was carrying a child in his arms, "Please! Help me!"
Prowlus was already over to the cheetah by the time we jumped up.
"What's happened?" asked Prowlus.

When we got closer the cheetah looked severely injured and shouldn't be able to be walking. He had several large gashes, and part of his left ear was blown off.

Blood was heavily caked on his stomach, and the child in his arms looked like his left leg was broken and that he had trouble breathing.

"Ma-Malefor's b-back." He coughed out as Prowlus took the child, and handed him to the nurse behind him.

"What?" I said, "I don't understand, Cyril said it was in the future, and wouldn't be happen for a while."

Cynder nuzzled against me, "It's alright, we defeated him once, and we can defeat him again."

The last few minutes of Malefor's life played back again in my head, 'I'm eternal!'
And when I remembered Ignitus, I blinked away tears. Focus Spyro, I told myself.

I shivered. Prowlus turned to us, and pointed his claw, "This is YOUR fault! We should have killed you when we had the chance, get out of my village!"

Sparx started talking before anyone else could, "Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah…woah. Prowlus…buddy. Calm down. Do you really think this is their fault? Remember when I said that you shouldn't make them mad?"

Prowlus attempted to flick Sparx away, but missed, "You leave, and Hunter stays with us in the village." barked Prowlus.

"We didn't do this," I said, "He was going to come back anyways, we didn't get the chance to finish him off, the Ancestors sealed him away in a crystal, and he obviously still has some followers."

Prowlus growled, "My patients is growing thin dragon—"

The hurt cheetah grabbed Prowlus' arm, "Pl-Please, listen t-to them. Prow-Prowlus, th-they didn't d-do this. Th-They're our only hope."

The cheetah coughed up more blood, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he fell to his knees, and dropped to the ground dead.

Prowlus looked at the dead cheetah, and started to turn away, but the cheetah grabbed his ankle, "What in the name of Avalar?" Prowlus shouted, trying to shake off the Zombie's hand.

I looked at Cynder, and I set it on fire. It screamed loudly, and when I thought it was dead, it rose to its feet steadily; the zombie/cheetah's eyes were glowing white. "Oh dear," said Cynder softly, "He can do that to cheetahs too?"

"I guess so." I answered back to her, "Well it doesn't matter now. We have to protect everyone."

"You welcomed this into our village! Again!" shouted Prowlus.

Hunter tried to calm him down, "Prowlus, keep your archers away, they could hit the dragons." warned Hunter.

I looked over at Cynder and we nodded together, already having a plan thought out in our head. "Just like three years ago?" asked Cynder.

"Yup, just like three years ago." I replied.

Cynder jumped in the air, planning an aryl attack, and I hit the ground with my fist, making a wave in the earth that shuddered the ground under it as it went towards the zombie\cheetah.

Cynder opened her mouth and shot fear at him, back up with five lobs of poison. The zombie screeched out in pain as the earth made it fall on his back, and shards of the clumped earth stabbed his back.

Fear paralyzed him, and the poison burned and corroded his arms and legs, sending the fowl stench of rotten flesh in the air.

I walked over to give him a merciful death, but he caught me by surprise by laughing. After he was done a voice I never wanted to hear again came from his throat, "Oh good show Spyro and Cynder, good show."

Cynder gasped in surprise as she recognized the voice.
"Oh…you really didn't think I knew of a way to do this? I'm the Dark Master, Cynder. You yourself should personally know of my power." continued Malefor.

Cynder snarled at him, but he interrupted her, "Don't think I'll be foolish enough to tell you my plan before I proceed on with it. But I will tell you this, your friend Zeyra has to make a choice, and yes that choice it is life or death. Warfang will have six hours to surrender to me or I will unleash my army upon—"

"SPYRO! Kill him now!" shouted Cynder.
I shook myself out of my foggy state and snapped the cheetah's neck, ending the communication. I looked over at Cynder and she looked close to tears. I nuzzled against her, and Prowlus interrupted our few moments of peace. "Leave, now." He ordered.

Cynder started to protest, but I stopped her, "No," I said softly to her, "He's right, we should go, we've caused enough trouble."

Sparx finally flew back over and looked around, "What happened? I have a feeling I missed something big."

"We're leaving." snapped Cynder.

"What about Hunter?" Sparx asked.

"We can't take him." I answered softly, "We need to leave."

And after a lot of convincing, Sparx finally flew away with us.

Zeyra's POV

I can't hurt anyone anymore. Why do you make it always about you? There's more to this mess than just you! So suck it up and stop complaining. I tell myself.

I wonder where that came from. I shrug, and try and find Terrador. And of course…I'm still on academy grounds.

I walked into the Temple and after a few minutes, I found Terrador and Cyril speaking in hushed whispers. As I walked up, I caught a few words in their conversation.

"…so she really could turn dark forever?" Cyril asked.

"Yes…we have to be—" stated Terrador.

Cyril saw me in the door way and cleared his throat, "Terrador, I believe we're going to have to have this conversation later…we have a, uh…another dragoness with us."

Terrador turned around also, "Ah, Zeyra," Terrador said, "I was just going to go and find you—"

I stepped in the room and recognized it. I've seen it in a couple pictures from some books I've read. I think it's called, the Pool of Visions, but I'm not sure.

Cyril rolled his eyes as Volteer walked in the room also. Well walked is…far fetched.

"Volteer, why don't you come and join us, it's not like Terrador and I, were having a privet conversation or anything." Cyril said irritably.

"Uh…If I'm interrupting then I can come back later." I offered.

"Oh no Zeyra," Cyril said in a tone of frustration, "You weren't interrupting at all—"

"Cyril!" snapped Terrador, "Enough, I know you've been upset since Ignitus di—passed away, we all have, but this is no time to take it out on Volteer."

"I'd have to agree with Terrador's analogy. There has been what feels like…a cloud of depression in the Temple…" Volteer trailed off as if in deep thought.

There was along pause and I finally said, "Terrador,"
He turned his attention to me, and I continued, "I-I need to tell um…you something."

"Alright Zeyra, go on." He said, unaware of what I meant.

"Uh…preferably alone…" I said.

Cyril and Volteer left, and Cyril was talking to Volteer about, that pureblooded electric dragons usually have green or purple underbellies, and how Volteer is a bla-bla-bla. I think you get the point.

Once they were out of earshot I began talking, "Terrador," I started slowly, "well…today I had a vi—"

All of a sudden I was at a loss for words, it was as if a strange wall was placed between my mouth and my brain, and I had a feeling I knew who was doing that.

Ah, ah, ah, I can't have you ruining my surprise now can I?

Terrador raised a brow, "Zeyra… are you alright? He isn't… doing that is he?" He asked.

Lie to him.

"No, heh, heh, I just got a weird head ache," I said.

Tell him about Isk, and then leave.

I took a deep breath and said slowly, "I uh…ran into someone today…her name is Isk, and she wanted to know…if she could introduce me to her friends…"

Terrador didn't look convinced, and I had an overwhelming guilt build up inside of me.

"Are you sure Zeyra?" He asked, "There's nothing else you wanted to tell me?"

YES! THERE IS YOU STUPID, SIMPLE MINDED DRAGON! I JUST CAN'T TELL YOU!
I yelled inside of my head. But of course, dragons aren't mind readers.

"Nope, if there was I already forgot." I said, while laughing nervously.

"Alright, well why did you send Cyril and Volteer away?" He asked suspiciously.

"You know how annoying they can be." I answered, my voice going an octave higher.

"Is everything alright Zeyra?" He asked, "Because if there is—"

I interrupted him before he could finish, "I already told you—" I stopped myself. My vision became slightly tinted red, and my voice wasn't my own. I took a deep breath, and tried to cool down, "There's nothing wrong," I said softly.

Terrador had a glint of anger in his eyes. "I don't know if someone has told you this or not, but it's considered rude to interrupt someone." He snapped.

"I-I know…I'm sorry. I didn't mean too, I've had a lot on my mind lately." I answered.

Now leave before he asks about what Cyril told him.

What did Cyril tell him?

If you don't leave, I'll make you leave, and trust me, you don't want to live with the consequences.

Fine, just hold on.

Make it quick

Geeez

"—mean anything, you can tell me."finished Terrador.

Oh snap, crackle and pop…

"Uh, thanks. Does that mean you're okay with me meeting Isk's friends?" I asked.

Terrador has a look of confusion on his face, "Uh…yes, this so called meeting is dismissed. Just be sure to come to the Elders' house in an hour. Okay?"

I nodded, and ran out of the Temple.

What kind of freak isn't safe in their own mind?

I've messed up really bad, just one action and it sets these chains of events rolling forward.

Oh shut up, even if you didn't get up that one day, this was bound to happen. Did you really this that The Dark Master would wait for Spyro and Cynder to notice you? Geeez. Talk about self centered.

Huh?

Before I can figure out where that thought came from, I looked up and saw Isk. I wave and she looks over and nods. She had a couple of friends with her. As she walks over I realize they are kinda scary looking, but I'm guessing that's how I look as I walk by.

I ignored the terrified stares that we got from the by-standers and I closed the gap between us. "Hey Zeyra," Isk started, "You were allowed to come?"

I nodded, "Yeah…but I have to go to something in an hour." I said softly.

I noticed the shadow dragon looking at me with a smirk on his muzzle and for some reason; I got a warm and fuzzy feeling. What the heck just happened?

"Okay, this is Zeyra," Isk said, while motioning to me, "And Zeyra this is, Pik, he's my brother."

Pik waved, and I smiled back. He had two horns that curved back, and his back spikes were like a razor sharp mane that made a rustling sound each time he move, and it went along his spine. His eyes were silver and his claws long and sharp. Just by looking at him, I could tell his was the largest built one in the group.

Even though there only four dragons in the gang, all together they did look pretty scary…yup I'll fit right in.

She pushed her brother back and pulled on the shadow dragon's to make him move forward. "This is Shade. Heh, heh, kinda ironic his mom named him that isn't it, since he's a shadow dragon and all."

"Hey Zeyra," He said. His voice was pretty deep and it shocked me at first.
"Uh…hi Shade…" I said back.

He had eight horns, four went in a zigzag down the back of his head, and the other four went along his jaw line, two on each side. His scales were deep blue, almost black, and his underbelly was a light blue. His wing membrane was dark black.

He wasn't huge but he wasn't small. I think if Spyro and Shade were placed side by side, Shade would be a little larger.

There was a long pause before Isk moved on, "Uh…okay, and last but not the least, Corrody," She said, while a lime green dragon came out. He was about Isk's height, and looked tiny compared to the two freaking giants next to him.

His scales were sickly bright green, and his underbelly was yellow green. It kinda hurt to look at him. His horns were in a straight line, like a Mohawk so to speak, and his tail blade split into three different spikes. The one in the middle curved upwards and the other two curved out. It had a green film covering it, and I'd rather not get cut with it.

"So you're the girl who caused all that trouble with Zix, dang girl you beat me too it." Corrody said with a wink.

Isk stepped beside me, and whispered in my ear, "Corrody is mine, don't you even think about it."

I looked at her and whispered back, "Oh…trust me he's all yours."

Isk smiled and said loud enough so everyone could hear, "Well…where didja say you needed to go again?"

All the attention was back on me, and my face went hot with embarrassment. "I uh…didn't." I replied.

"Well where are you going?" Shade asked.

"I uh…am supposed to meet with the Elders." I said softly, I noticed other dragons were staring and whispering, "Uh…can we go somewhere else?" I asked.

Leave them, make an excuse.

"Sure," Isk said, "We can go to my place."

"I-I gotta go." I said.

Corrody stopped before I could go, "Why? You just got here."

"I was supposed to be there already…" I lied.

"At the Elders House?" Shade asked.

I nodded, "Yeah…I'm sorry. Uh…I'll see you guys later?"
Shade nodded, and I turned around and ran off.

Now where did you want me to go?

You're almost there.

When I was far enough away, I started walking again, but I feel something wet land on my nose. Rain?

More droplets rain down, until I'm completely soaked. Have I ever told you how much I HATE rain? I was far from any building that I could take refugee in, and the closest place I could run to was outside the South Gate.

It was a small patch of woods, no were near as large as the Enchanted Forest, but it was right outside the gate, so it seemed reasonable to me.

I quickly ran to the woods. Besides, I would only stay until the rain stopped.

Within the first five minutes I regretted ever making that decision. The reason was because…well…

Xx xX

"It seems my favorite child finally came."

I looked up at the dragoness who instead of taking care of me, was gone half the time to find Malefor's body. I gritted my teeth as hot anger flooded up into me, almost consuming me.

If just by seeing my Mom makes me this angry, imagine what would happen if I saw my dad…

"So, you disappeared for a year and now that you found Malefor—"

Asha interrupted me, "Malefor is your father, so I'd appreciate it if you address him as such." She snapped.

I took a deep breath, "Fine," I said softly, "So after you found…Dad," I continued, "You just expect us to go back to a family?"

I tried to find any remorse in my mother's eyes…wait…since when were my mom's eyes red — oh snap, crackle, and pop.

"What is it?" Dyron asked using my mother's voice, "Did I do something wrong?" He asked as he slowly shifted back into his larger form.

I gulped and started to back up, but jumped when a raindrop fell on my tail, and it burned into my scales.

"What did you do?" I shouted sarcastically as I literally jumped into his arms just to get out of the acid rain.

But as soon as I landed in his grasp, I felt the energy start to seep out of me. "Hey Zeyra," whispered Dyron as my energy started to deplete, "I have something I want to show you."

Instead of the weakening feeling, I started to feel something seep back inside of me. My eyes opened wide with recognition.

I was too weak to defend myself, and the memories I swept away, rose to the surface again, and a knee shaking anger filled me. I felt the temptation again, and everything went dark.

Jon's POV
Xx At the Same time xX

Even though it was SUPER hard not to tell anyone about what Ilyer told me, I actually managed. Let me tell you a little bit about me, I'm a silver dragon…well most of the time. It really just depends on my mood.

Cool huh? Like let's say I'm super mad, my scales turn red, and I'm given the power of fire, and when I'm calm or cool, I'm given the power of ice. When I'm envious I'm given the power of earth, and when I'm excited I'm given the power of electricity, and on very rare occasions, when I'm super scared, I'm given the power of fear.

I've been given the nickname, Moody, or Mood-Ring Dragon, since I get my powers based off of my mood.

I was basking in the wonderful warm sun, lying on my stomach in the grass. My scales glistened in the sunshine. I heard a soft bark, and my best friend, Shred, came out of the underbrush. I opened my eyes and rolled over. She had two dead fowls in her muzzle.

The only person I did tell about Ilyer was Shred. I can't keep anything from her…it's so hard with her puppy dog eyes and all…
"Hey." I said, my scales turning yellow as she dropped the limp fowls, "Look's good."

She nodded and scratched her ear with her hind leg, "Yeah, it was kinda hard to catch them, but I managed. So when did he say he would help you again—"

And as she said this, more of the stupid grublins appeared out of no were. "HOW DO THEY THAT DO THAT?" I shouted as my scales turned red.

Shred started growling, and attacked a group of them with her fangs out. I took in a deep breath and engulfed three in flames. They started running around in circles and I got distracted.

I felt a sheering pain in my left calf, and I jumped around to find three more. I took them out also, but it seemed as soon as we took out three, three more came back to take its place.

I looked over at Shred and her muzzle was soaked in the grublins' blood. "They keep coming back!" I shout through grunting.
The next thing I knew, the ground was coming up to meet with my face, and then I saw stars.

Xx Some time later xX

The first thing I realized was that my head throbbed horribly. I opened my eyes, and realized it was twilight. I sat up and couldn't find Shred. "Shred?" I called out.

"Shred?" I shouted louder.

I start frantically running through the woods. My one purpose is to find her. My scales turned from red to yellow with each breath. I ran until I came to an open field, and it was bloodshed. I stopped on the edge of the forest, and my scales turned grayish.

I've never seen so many dragons. I don't think Avalar's actually had a real battle with dragons against dragons in a long time. My eyes widen as a muscular earth dragon takes down a slim ice dragoness, and cracks her neck.

The sky was filled with explosions of different colors, and screams of dying dragons filled the air. I slowly started to disappear into the underbrush. I turned around and nearly fainted when I saw Ilyer.

"What's wrong?" asked Ilyer.

"I—I…I nearly walked into a battle field, I'm surprised I didn't hear it before." I replied.

I noticed a weird twinkle in his eyes, but it vanished as soon as it came, "Yeah," He said seriously, "Your entire village was attacked, along with three others. I couldn't find you, and I went looking for you."

I tilted my head to the side, "Really?" I asked, "Is my Mom okay?"

He nodded, "Yes, now quickly, this way."

For some odd reason…I actually trusted him…I forgot about Shred quickly, as I followed him. My scales turned blue as I cooled down. He led me deep into the woods, always telling me to hurry. When he stopped, I realized something was very wrong. I could sense it.

As I turned to Ilyer I took a large gulp before asking him a question, "You…you weren't going to h-help me…were you."

Ilyer sighed, and shook his head, "No."

My scales turned gray again as I realized what he could mean. "Does this mean…y-you're gonna…gonna kill me?" I asked softly. I already knew that if I tried to run I wouldn't get far.

He shook his head, "Not kill…just recruit."

My scales started to turn normal again, "Oh…really? Then why didja take me all the way out here to tell me that?" I asked.

He closed his eyes, and I nearly ran when I realized what was happening. He was LITERALLY changing into someone else. My scales turned gray with fear as I started to recognize who it was.

"Oh…that's why…" I said softly as I understood what he was going to do.

Malefor smirked and said as he lifted a paw, "Foolish boy. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk to strangers?"

I didn't have time to move before he knocked me out.

Flame's POV

Xx Around the same time, in a field outside of Warfang xX

Kye finally showed up with a ground of three other dragons, while I only had Ember on my side. "Well, well, well," Kye said, "You actually showed up, too bad I'm gonna kick your butt in front of your girlfriend."

A blast of fire came from Ember, and it landed in front of Kye, "Can we please get on with this?" snapped Ember.

"Sure," Kye said while winking at Ember, I looked back at her, and she looked upset. Anger sweeped through me, no one, I mean NO ONE can do that to Ember. He's going to die.

Ember started the match and Kye lunged at me with his talons. My mind raced and I didn't know what to do.

I just ducked, and Kye grabbed my wing, and threw me aside. I got up as soon as I landed. I took a deep breath, gathering as much air as I could, while Kye pranced around the ring like an idiot. I closed my eyes for a split second, and I released everything I had on Kye.

Spark saw what I was doing and tried to warn Kye, and as he turned around to face me, the fire hit him head on. After I ran out of breath, I looked back at Ember, and she gave me a thumbs-up.

I smirked, and turned back to Kye, the ground beneath him was scorched, and Kye blocked everything with his wings. But his wings had some serious burns on it. "I'm going to KILL YOU!" shouted Kye.

"Dude…I-I'm—" I stuttered, and Kye took advantage of me. He tackled me, and had me pinned under him. I heard Ember scream, and Kye said, "Don't let her come through, I want her to watch."

"Flame! NO! Let go of me!" Ember screamed.

Kye caressed the edge of my lip with his razor sharp talons, "I want you to stay awake as long as possible. I don't think I want you to miss a minute of this."

I tried moving, but Kye's weight kept me in place. I heard Ember scream again, "Keep her quiet!" Kye shouted.

I took a deep breath and shot a burst of flames at Kye. At first he looked shocked, but then he turned angry.

"Alright then, here we go. Zix come over here and help me."
I lifted my tail, and attempted to burn his wings again, but Zix stepped on my tail, and said, "Opps, sorry 'bout that."

It started raining, meaning any fire attacks would be weakened. When one of the water droplets hit Kye's back he flinched. "What the—OW!"

Luckily, since Kye was larger than me, he was blocking most of the rain. Wait…acid rain…weird possessions…acid rain? The last time I remembered there was any chance of acid rain was when…

My eyes opened wide with realization, and with my adrenaline pumping, I was able to push Kye off of me, and run to Ember.

Zix and Spark were too busy trying to find refugee that they didn't realize Spyro and Cynder were flying down next to them, until Cynder shouted at them, "Get in the freaking City! You're going to be burned by the acid rain!"

Even though Kye already abandoned his group of friends, no one argued. We all ran into the city and hid inside the nearest building. So much for our last day of freedom, I guess.

Cynder and Spyro started to leave us, knowing we'd be alright, but I stopped them by grabbing Cynder's armored wrist. "What?" She asked.

"I know what's happened." I say in a whisper. I lower my voice even lower, "Malefor's come back."

Spyro turned around to face me, "What are you getting at?" asked Spyro.

"I want to help, wait no; I mean I need to help." I said.

Spyro exchanged looks with Cynder, and then he looked me up and down, "Alright, I mean, the more help we have the better. The Dark Master actually has an army this time, so we need as much help as possible." He said, "You can help. We're going to need to gather an army in a matter of a couple of hours; and I supposed you can come with us."

Ember came up to me, "Flame," Ember asked, "What's going on?"
Spyro sighed heavily, and we both said at the same time, "Malefor's back."

"WHAT?" shrieked Ember, "What do you mean, He's back?"

And just as Spyro was about to answer, we heard a loud crack of thunder, and Ember grabbed me, "Uh…woah." I said as I almost fell over.

"Fine, come with us," Cynder finally said, "Spyro…" Cydner said slowly, "Where's Sparx?"

Spyro raised an eyebrow, and thought for a moment, "I-I think he said something about going to the Guardian's but-but…I don't know." said Spyro.

The bells started ringing, warning everyone about what was about to happen. The acid rain stopped, but left deadly puddles of it everywhere.

Spyro and Cynder started flying to the Temple, and Ember and I followed. "Oh, this is so, exciting, thrilling, amazing!" exclaimed Ember

"Ugh, she's worse than Volteer." mumbled Cynder, under her breath.
I ignored her insult and smiled at Ember, "I love it how you can be happy even when the Dark Master is alive again." I said

Xx At footsteps of the Temple xX

"We have some terrible news,"started Terrador. His voice ringing out on the dead silent streets, "The…Dark Master has returned, and—"

He was interrupted by the crowds' gasps and murmurs, "People please, we have time for worry later," said Cyril.

The crowd died down eventually. "Now, dragons and dragonesses, unless you are disabled either from injury or age, you are required to fight. Hatchlings and pregnant dragonesses please go to the ruins. It's the safest place. If you want to stay and fight, stay here. We have only mere hours."

We all expected running and fighting to get to the ruins, but actually everyone was pretty orderly, for the most part, a couple fights here and there.

Terrador was surprised at how many dragons stayed, and lead us to the base.

"We only have a couple more hours. Most likely not even that." Spyro started, "We have some basic armor that could give you some protection, Cyril and Terrador will help you put them on. We only have so much time. So please be a little orderly."

Dragons started lining up for the armor, but I got pulled aside.

"Woah—Ember?" I asked as my eyes focused.

Her eyes were puffy and red, "Flame…I-I'm scared." She said through sobs.

I gave her a long hug, and then whispered, "You could go down into the ruins. You'd be safe ther —" I realized Ember couldn't keep eye contact with me and whenever she couldn't…let's just say nothing good happened.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She huffed, "What if…you don't make it out alive." She whispered.

I started laughing. I was so relived it wasn't something really serious.

She glared at me, "Flame! Do you even love me?"

"What?" I snapped, "Where did that come from?"

"I dunno…you just seem to look at Cynder too long…" She said quietly.

I'm so confused. "Ember, I don't know what you're—"

I couldn't continue because she was kissing me…

Lyna's POV

As I waited in line for the armor, anger bubbled up inside of me. Malefor's back? I asked myself. Well now's the time to see if Zeyra is innocent or not.

I was behind the Wind Elder, Breezy, and she was talking with Cyril about something. I scraped the ground in frustration as she held up the line.

"Uh…ma'am?" I asked.

Breezy seemed to have 'forgotten' about what was going on at the moment, and she apologized. Cyril handed me a silver helmet, and knee pads. "They won't completely protect you, but they will stop some of the major injuries." whispered Cyril.

I ran up the steps that led to the wall that surrounded Warfang, and immediately realized how unprepared we were for war. Spyro and Cynder were talking nervously, and for once, screaming girls didn't crowd Spyro.

I walked over to the edge of the wall, and sat on the bricks that lined the walkway of the wall. It felt wonderful to have the breeze on my scales, and the wind teasing my wings. I had the weirdest feeling that someone was watching me, and I jumped around, and had my claws over their neck.

"Holy Mother of—" Zix said through gasps.

Crap.

"I thought you'd be in the Ruins." I said as I let go of his neck.

"Haha very funny. You know, you're not the only dragon who has a bone to pick with Malefor, and people would actually like you more if you didn't act like that all the time." snapped Zix.

Ouch. "Fine, you can stand by me." I said softly. Well…I know I felt like I was the only one who hated Malefor…I just didn't know I acted like it.

"See, I toldja you always wanted this." Zix said sarcastically while pointing to his body.

I rolled my eyes; well…he was a little cute…

I didn't get to linger on that thought for long. "They're coming! Hurry! Get ready!" A mole shouted while taking off his binoculars.

I didn't realize how many dragons we actually had. And how we actually didn't have a battle plan…

Terrador spoke first, "Everyone, listen, we don't have much time. And not all of you will make it, but fight with every last ounce of power you have. Now enough talk, we have a battle to win!"

And after he was done talking, everyone shouted in excitement, except for Cynder, who was staring at the large army that was now visible on the horizon.

"What if she changes sides again?" Zix whispered in my ear.

Cynder snapped her head over to Zix's direction and if looks could kill, Zix would have fallen over dead.

The army was closer, and I realized something, they're dragons.

"They're dragons." I asked myself. And I'm guessing everyone heard me because everyone replied with, "They are dragons…"

And we're out numbered…

"We attack on three," Spyro shouted, "One…" everyone shifted uncomfortably, "Two…" There was a dead silence, "Three! Go!"

We all jumped off the edge and raced to close the gap between us. The moles stayed at the cannons and a few dragons protected them.

Two, three…and four dragons are already dead.

An idea popped into my head, and I turned around and flew as fast as my wings could carry me back to the wall.

Spyro's POV

Three dragons surrounded me; they all had black armor covering their scales. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, and just as they came to attack me, I unleashed a combo of fire and ice upon them. One fell dead to the ground, and another was bleeding badly.

"You will pay for what you did to my sister!" said the dragoness who was bleeding. She flew at me, with her claws raised, and I easily dodged her, and pushed her to the ground. "I don't want to have to do this." I said as I followed her to the ground.

She landed in a heap, and her partner followed after her. "Don't lie!" She spat as she got up slowly, "Dyron told me how you trick dragons with your stupid mind games."

Anger flooded through me at the mention of his name, but I quickly pushed that feeling away. The two dragons closed in on me, and I already had a plan mapped out.

Just as the dragoness took another step forward, I struck her with a bolt of lightning, and the metal armor she was wearing didn't help her at all.

She fell on the ground, screaming, and the other dragon that was relatively smaller than her, took one look at me, and said, "Uh…no need to zap me…" and he touched her helmet and also was twitching on the ground.

I raised a brow, but I pushed the thought away, there'll be time for that later. I jumped in the air, and zigzagged through the battle, the air was lit up with colorful explosions, and the sounds of dragons' body slamming each other filled the air.

I saw Cynder, and my heart warmed, but the feeling quickly disappeared when I saw the two male dragons toying with her. My scales turned a shade darker as I flew to her rescue.

"Hey!" I shouted as I landed beside her, "Leave her alone!"

Cynder looked over at me, and winked.

"You and what army?" The Fire Dragon asked.

The two really stupid dragons were too distracted by laughing at his joke to realize what we were doing. The Fire Dragon jumped when he saw two claws reaching for his eyes. I used a melee Fire attack, and I sure…wait I know that it was really painful.

When I jumped off of him, he had his paws up to his eyes, and was screaming in pain. Cynder also had the same idea and used Poison to her attack.

We were about to give a victory cheer, but stopped when we realized how many of our troops had fallen.

"Holy Ancestors," Cynder whispered.

I gulped, and grabbed her paw.

"Spyro this is no time for romance!" snapped Cynder.

I let go of her paw, and jumped in the air, somehow none of the enemy dragons noticed me. I cleared my throat and shouted, "Retreat to Warfang!"

All that was left of our team stopped what they were doing and headed straight for Warfang.

The enemy followed us as we retreated, and I was sure that where ever Malefor was, he was laughing.

The End of chapter 10! Dun, dun, duuuuuuuh! It was crazy wasn't it? Was it too long? And again...please, for the love of all that is epic and awesome in this world, PLEEEAAASE tell me if I'm making someone a Mary Sue or Gary Stu!

I'm going to be dropping some characters, probably giving them some gristly deaths, such as, Aeyth, Petra, Rin, Xyna, and either Electra and Sage.

I just had waaaaay to many to keep up with, and I can't tell you EVERYONE who'll die…that'll ruin the story.

In parts of this story I lost interest a couple times…so if it's sucky then I apologize.

'As an author, it is our job to make loving and adorable characters and do evil, terrible things to them.' –Author Quote.

I honestly have no clue who said that…

'But…how now, brown cow? Poor man, twits thy mother was of brown cowish nature?' –Doctor Seuss

Now if you want to see what happens next, please review, if I get at least four or six more reviews, I'll give who ever wants it a very special chapter just for them. =)