Well, here is the promised bloodshed for the rescue. bit shorter than the last ones, but it can't be helped. less lyrics and if it went longer, it would just get repetitive. Well, here is the next installment of Light In The Darkness. Enjoy! R&R!

Waking The Demon

Spyro flew out over the expanse of trees, searching for any sign of the orcs that had taken his mate. With his anger still smoldering inside him, his scales were the darkest shade of black and his eyes were a dangerous red. He sped across the sky, his velocity eating up the distance between him and his goal. Images flitted through his clouded mind of the horrible things he would do to the creatures who stole away with his Cynder. A sadistic smile wormed across his features, his mind brimming with bloodlust.

Helpless, my eyes are bleeding from the fear that's inside,
You sealed your demise when you took what was mine.
Don't try and stop me from avenging this world,
No voice to be heard.

A line of wispy smoke curled from a small grove of taller trees and the dark Spyro pointed his snout in that direction. When he was above the area, he tipped downward into a dive and tucked his wings against his body, crashing through the tree tops with a hail of icicles already bursting forth from his maw and smashing into the orcs camped below.


Waking the Demon,
Where'd ya run to.
Walking in shadows,
Watch the blood flow.

Spyro landed heavily on the forest floor, making a shallow impact crater from his weight and speed. The battalion of orcs took a step back in fear and one hefted a bundle of chains and scales that Spyro recognized as Cynder. Fury rising anew in his veins, the dark dragon dashed forward faster than the eye could follow and rent the warrior in two bloody pieces, the dark green liquid running down the black scales of both dragons. More orcs descended upon Spyro and his hungry grin grew more malicious. One green beast broke free of the rest and darted forward towards the dark dragon, sword raised for a vertical slash. Spyro swiftly sidestepped the wild swing and brought his claws down upon the neck of the attacker, spraying green blood across the clearing. Two more stepped forward and Spyro could have easily dispatched them with a breath attack, but let them approach him. The dark dragon disappeared from in front of them the moment they were within striking distance and the two orcs suddenly found that their arms had been replaced by stumps oozing sickly green liquid. A black streak flashed past them and they fell to the ground, their legs missing. Spyro reappeared in front of the two orcs and ended their existence by driving his tail spike into their temples, spearing both with one thrust.

There's not much longer so don't try and fight,
Your bodies weakening so walk to the light.
All those painful times so alone so ashamed,
I'm not coming back there's nothing to gain.

The limitless power Spyro felt was slowly taking him over, and his thirst for death increased. He leapt at the remainder of the orcs and went about dismembering them. However, a few squirmed free and began to run away, hoping to escape with their lives.


Caution, there's just no limits to the boundaries you push,
I've warned you but still you just fuck with my mind.
There's no escape from this rage that I feel,
Nothing is real.

Spyro tore through the body of another orc and rested his glare upon the deserters, running after them with unheard of speed. As he caught up with them, he slid and spun once, knocking their feet out from under them.


Waking the Demon,
Where'd ya run to.
Walking in shadows,
Watch the blood flow.

The orcs struggled to stand as Spyro formed an dark purple energy blade on his tail. The dragon brought his newly created weapon down on the neck of one fallen beast and separated its head from its shoulders. A mirthless laugh of enjoyment emanated from the throat of Spyro and the sound woke Cynder from her unconscious state, awakening to the horrifying scene of Spyro's dark presence toying with the orcs. She looked on as her mate lifted his tail high in the air before stabbing it straight through the gut of a downed warrior with a sickening crunch. What truly horrified the black dragoness though, was the sadistic smile on her mate's snout as he ended the helpless creature's life. Withdrawing the blade, he whipped it around again, severing the legs of another orc trying to run. He completed the movement breaking the creature's fall with his horns, goring the orc with the golden weapons.

There's not much longer so don't try and fight,
Your bodies weakening so walk to the light.
All those painful times so alone so ashamed,
I'm not coming back there's nothing to gain.

Spyro shook his head once to rid his horns of the lifeless body and strode forward to the four warriors remaining. The dark dragon clove the one orc's skull in two, letting brains mix with blood and talon in his brutal slash.


Breath for me,
Don't wake me from this slumber.
Stay with me,
Possession taking over

Throwing the corpse into another creature, he pounced upon his next victim, tearing him to shreds with both tooth and claw. As he lopped off the head of the orc he hit with the corpse, the final beast began to flee once more.

Breath for me,
Don't wake me from this slumber.
Stay with me,
Possession taking over

Growing tired of the constant running of his adversaries, Spyro closed his eyes and pictured the orc in his mind's eye. Drawing in a breath, he shot a bolt of dark power from his mouth, spearing the fleeing beast through the heart.


Breath for me,
Don't wake me from this slumber.
Stay with me,
Possession taking over

Turning back to the corpse filled clearing, Spyro threw back his head and roared, "Are there no more? Cowards! Come out and fell the sting of my talons!" His gaze fell upon the terrified Cynder and slowly approached her, eyes still glowing red. Tears formed in the black dragoness's eyes as her dark mate moved towards her.

"Stay away from me!" she yelled, backing towards a tree. When Cynder felt her tail press against the bark, she stopped and shivered in fear. The dark dragon before her kept walking forward, teeth bared and orc blood dripping from his claws. "Spyro, don't do this! This isn't you! SNAP OUT OF IT!!" her voice grew frantic with each step her mate took. "Stay with me, my love. Don't give in."

Breath for me,
Don't wake me from this slumber.
Stay with me,
Possession taking over

Spyro did not respond, he simply continued coming. Fearing for her life, Cynder shot a ball of shadow at the dark dragon, but only succeeded in angering him. He leapt at her and swept her legs out from under her with his tail, landing with his paws on her shoulders. Cynder was pinned beneath him and the blade of evil energy was pressed against her throat.

Sobs wracked the black dragoness's body as her life flashed before her eyes, every happy moment of it being with the dragon who was about to kill her. She screwed her eyelids shut and waited for the searing pain of her love's blade to take her life. Words began to form themselves on her lips and the sounds flowed from her throat. "Spyro, my mate, why are you doing this? Don't let your darkness overtake you. You were my light for so many years, why can't I be the same for you? Come back to me, my love. Don't throw it all away like this. I love you…" Cynder's words faded into silence and she felt the pressure on her neck diminish and wrenched her watery eyes open to see Spyro collapse to the ground beside her, his scales returning to their normal shade of purple. A relieved smile leapt to Cynder's lips as she heard Spyro mutter, "Thank you Cyn, you stopped me."

Waking the Demon

A fitting ending i should say, and the end of the second song fic of this series. next chapter has no song, but does have something worth coming back for. that's all i got for tonight so until next time.

Laters!