A/N: sorry this took so long. I kept getting distracted by other things.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Legend of Spyro, only my OCs

Chapter 10: Round Two… Fight!

Gneiss' POV

I awoke back in my cell in the Fellmuth's brig, alongside Tempest. Across the way, Spyro was also getting up. As we collected our thoughts on what the Chronicler had shown us this time, Skabb and his two annoying birds showed up.

"Get up, lazy fool!" Shouted Sniff as he flew over to berate us, "It's time to bruise, not time to snooze! I… you know, I-I can't even look at you. You disgust me".

"Hey… you and me both pal-y," said Sparx, as he attempted to lean on Sniff's shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" said Sniff, shying away.

"Anyway," said Scratch, sounding annoyed these proceedings, "it's time for your next battle. Prepare yourselves."

The jailer then came down and pulled Spyro and me out of our cells, then escorted us to the arena gate. Here, we heard Scratch playing the role of M.C. again.

"Are you ready for more?" shouted Scratch.

The crowd roared in response, obviously pumped up and ready to watch whatever was coming.

"Then give a hAAAArrrty welcome… to Spyro and Gneiss, the Dragons!"

With that the gate lowered, and we stepped in to the arena, with Sprax floating between us.

"And their opponent," said Scratch, "needing little introduction…"

"The captain of crunch," said Sniff, "the prince of pain himself…"

"The one and only," said Scratch, "RAVAGE RIDER!"

I then heard a familiar sound… the sound of a steam engine puffing away, and it was coming from the… sky? I looked up and saw what could only be described as a steam-powered airship descending from above.

The battle began, and I quickly noticed our foes attacks and actions were almost identical to that of the Conductor and Steam during the battle atop the Boyzitbig volcano. In response, we used the same method from that battle: baiting the Ravage Rider into charging us.

As soon as it charged us, we leapt out of the way and I stabbed my tail into the ground, focusing on the spot the Ravage Rider was headed towards. As it approached the arena wall, the plume of magma burst out of the ground, heavily damaging the enemy and causing him to crash. Spyro and I then ran in and pounded it with our Earth Flail attacks.

The Ravage Rider managed to recover somehow, and started going on the attack again, despite most of his ship having been burned away, leaving a bare metal framework containing the boiler, pistons, and cannons, along with a Skavenger sitting on top of the boiler. With the loss of the majority of his ship, the Ravage Rider was now moving much faster. We repeated the same strategy, albeit with more dodging, until our foe finally fell.

The crowd broke into a round of applause, and we waited for whatever was to come.

"We totally rule," said Sparx, "maybe now we can ask for a room upgrade!"

Instead, we were thrown back into the same cells from before.

"Can we at least order some room service?" asked Sparx.

"Sparx… we need to find a way out of here," I said, "otherwise, I feel something terrible is going to happen".

"I know," replied Sparx, "If I don't get some food, I am gonna freak out!"

Sparx paused for a moment and seemed to be trying to think up a solution.

"I got it," said Sparx, "Why don't you guys shoot some sparkly magic outta your faces and blow the gates up!"

I would have responded to tell him why that was a bad idea, but at that moment a familiar mole came walking up.

"Spyro, you and your friends are in danger," said Mole-Yair, "I have a message for you from another prisoner. Here, take it".

He then pulled out two letters and placed one in each of our cell.

"Yahoo! Fan mail," said Sparx.

Spyro then proceeded to read the letter.

"Dear friends," read Spyro, "there are whispers going around the ship… word of your captivity has traveled quickly. Many of the prisoners are uneasy. They say that the Ape King himself has placed a bounty on you… and all the dragons. These are dark times, but know this: you have allies. I look forward to the day when we can meet. Hunter of Avalar".

"That was thoughtful," said Sparx, "I particularly like the parts about the 'dark times and danger'".

We then heard the sound of a guard approaching, so we quickly burned the letters so they didn't find out abut them.

"It's show time," said the guard, "the boss want all of you in this next battle".

All four of us (five, counting Sparx) were ushered out towards the arena as Scratch began his introductions.

"Guests of the arena," said Scratch, "we have exciting news regarding several of our combatants. Shall we bring them out?"

The gate dropped and we move into the arena itself, as Scratch continued.

"There is a rumor going about that these little dragons may be of great importance," said Scratch, "What say you dragons? What greatness can you offer?"

"The only thing great you'll be showing us is GREAT PAIN!" said Sniff.

"Bring out the Executioner!" said Scratch.

With that the far gate slowly ground open, admitting a huge undead warrior, fully encased in armor and wielding a massive, blood-encrusted sword. The Executioner stepped forwards, leveled its sword and laughed at us mockingly.

We quickly moved to surround our foe, each taking turns attacking and distracting it. We pounded the Executioner with everything we had, and not surprisingly after a few rounds, it quickly fell.

"That almost seemed a bit too easy," whispered Tempest.

"Yeah," replied Spyro, "why throw such a simple fight at us all of a sudden?"

"Well, well," said Scratch, "it appears we ARE among greatness. These little dragons have defeated everything we've thrown at them".

In response, the crowd began to howl loudly. However, Scratch wasn't finished.

"But fret not, faithful fans," said Scratch, "Tonight we have a special BONUS MATCH!"

Uh oh, I thought.

"Cool," said Sparx, "a bonus match!"

"a five-way, last man standing deathmatch featuring Spyro, Gneiss, Tempest, and Jolt the dragons versus," said Scratch, "the former queen of conquer herself… Cynder!"

THAT certainly got our attention. We quickly turned to look at the arena gate, and saw it was true. Cynder had ended up captive here too!

Cynder advanced into the arena looking ready for a fight. We also stepped towards the center, and began circling.

"AHH! I told you she was evil," said Sparx, "heheh… look my eye's twithing again!"

"Just like old times, huh guys?" said Cynder.

"Cynder, we don't to fight you," said Spyro.

"Relax," whipered Cynder as she leaned closer, "I'm just trying to put on a show for the crowd while we figure out what to do".

"Don't trust her," said Sparx, "she wants to eat me!"

Before we could do anything else, we heard a loud roar. We looked up, and saw squadron of Dreadwings flying over. They then swooped in closer and dropped the bombs they were carrying, causing the entire arena to be shrouded in smoke.

"W-what's happening?" coughed Spyro.

Sparx started to fly away in panic, towards the general location of the exit gate.

"I want out… I want out," said Sparx.

And then he almost ran headlong into a Dreadwing, and flew back to us.

"I want in! I want in!" screamed Sparx.

We could hear the sound of debis falling all around us, as we started trying to locate Cynder amongst the chaos.

"Get away from me… help!" we heard Cynder shouting, as we burst through the smoke and dust just in time to see her being carried off by a Dreadwing.

"Cynder!" Spyro yelled, though it was too late to catch up with it.

"Guys! This way! There's an opening!" said Sparx.

With that, we ran back belowdecks to try to find an exit that didn't require going through the entire squadron of Dreadwings.

A/N: And there we go. Next time, Fighting through Skabb's ship.