The Legend of Spyro
The Undying Flame
Chapter 2
Phoenix Fury
A/N: This was written about a year and a half ago, so yeah... this is MUCH different than how I most definently write! Keep reading folks.
The power surging through them felt like they were completely reborn at that moment, causing them to let out a scream that sounded like a Phoenix's cry. And out of nowhere, energy started to course around them, and finally, the energy burst, causing all of the figures to disappear into either Spyro's flames, or Cynder's fear. As more of the enemies started to surround them again, they used their new strength to vanquish the enemies that were continuing to surround the two dragons. After ten minutes of the constant struggle between the two dragons, and their enemies: the shadowy figures suddenly seeped into the ground and disappeared, just as another dragon came into the room.
"Oh, how I wish I could've learned that move, but it seems like the weakling beat it to me," The voice laughed at Spyro, just as he turned to see that his enemy was another Purple Dragon.
"Who are you, and why do you look like-" Spyro was cut off by the fact that his enemy had many similar traits to that of Malefor.
"Noticing now, huh? My name is Maleforen, named after my father Malefor, the Dark Master," the enemy spoke, just as Cynder charged straight at him with her Scorpion Sting ready. Cynder jumped, and ragingly, sent her tail flying towards Maleforen, but the dragon was faster, and used his Shadow ability, Shaded Blast. The impact of the blast sent Cynder flying towards Spyro, as Cynder was suddenly knocked out.
"Come on, I thought that this hero was stronger, since he took down my own father!" Maleforen taunted, enraging Spyro beyond all reason. Spyro suddenly got back up on his feet, and charged at him with his Comet Dash. The two continued to charge at one another with such force, that it seemed like they were going to tear the entire room apart with their powers. They clashed, over and over again, and with each clash, Spyro seemed to get weaker, just as Maleforen began to get stronger.
"Just as I thought, you have no chance of beating me with that weakling power!" Maleforen taunted yet again, forcing Spyro to let out all of his rage into one hit. Maleforen finally noticed that the purple dragon was completely enraged, and he knew what rage would do to a purple dragon: Convexity. Spyro suddenly let out a raging scream, and out of his mouth, he shot a blast of Convexity at Maleforen, in hopes of finally thinking that this would be over with, but Maleforen was only getting started. The other purple dragon shot Convexity out of his mouth as well, and the beams collided with such force, that the ground between them was evaporating fast. Just as the two challenged one another with their beams of darkness, Cynder awoke to see that Spyro was using Convexity. Knowing that this was dangerous, Cynder got into the fight to stop Spyro from using the dark ability, it was killing him from the inside out.
"SPYRO!" Cynder let out this ear-piercing scream, and landed on top of Spyro, to keep him from doing anymore harm.
"Cynder, what are you doing?" Spyro said, enraged at what Cynder had done.
"Spyro, your killing yourself by using Convexity! Stop using it!" Cynder screamed, trying everything in her will to make him from using that ability again.
"What would you know?" Spyro snarled, tossing her out of the way, so he could get back up, and finish the fight. But just as he did that, Maleforen impaled him with his horn. Blood leaked out of the gash in his chest, knowing that it was too close to his heart, he only had a matter of minutes to live.
"SPYRO! NO!" Cynder screamed, and ran straight towards the purple dragon, dying in pain.
"Hmph, how pathetic, and here I thought he was the true purple dragon," Maleforen let out one final taunt, and disappeared into darkness. Cynder stared at the disappearing figure with rage filling her eyes, and as he completely disappeared, she looked at the dragon she loved, with blood completely rushing out of the wound.
"Spyro, can you hear me?" Cynder cried to him, trying to make him notice the pain she was in.
"C-Cynder?" Spyro coughed, choking up some blood. Cynder stared at his dying body with major pain, and agony.
"Please, don't leave me... I won't know what to do without you," Cynder cried out into the now storming clouds. Spyro gave her one little kiss before falling back onto the hard, cold ground. Cynder let her tears run, and straight onto his wound, just as he let his final breath echo into the lonely room.
"NO!" Cynder cried out as loud as she could. She had lost the one thing that meant the very world to her, the one dragon she would've died to protect; Spyro. The others walked back in to see Spyro lying there, his eyes closed, no breathing coming from him at all, he was dead.
"What did you do to him?" Sparx yelled, enraged at what he thought was Cynder's doing.
"Sparx, it wasn't my fault, do you think I could've done this to the one dragon I wanted to spend the rest of my life with?" Cynder cried, letting all of her truths out about that one dragon lying on the ground, dead. And just as she let out all of her pain and agony, moans were coming from Spyro, he was alive, and the gash on his chest was gone, and so was the blood all around him, and his wound.
"Spyro, man, your still alive!" Sparx flew over to him, hitting him on top of the head, just as the purple dragon got up. Flame and Ember cheered from where they were standing behind Cynder, just as the black dragoness went towards him, and embraced him, not letting go of the purple dragon, for the fact that she loved him too dearly to lose him again. The four other dragons stood from where they were standing, amazed at the damage of the training field.
"What happened?" Terrador suddenly asked, amazed that the creatures that attacked would've done this much damage.
"After you all left, me and Cynder attacked the creatures with some kind of new power-" Spyro was immediatley silenced by Ignitus.
"What kind of power are you talking about?" Ignitus asked, hushing the purple dragon.
"It felt, as if we were reborn, and had complete courage in fighting those creatures," Cynder said, allowing Spyro to finish the rest of the story.
"Just as I figured, Cyril, remember what I told you about Phoenix Fury, and how only a few certain dragons would've known how to use it?" Ignitus asked Cyril suddenly.
"Yes, I remember, why?" Cyril replied back to Ignitus, who had turned towards Spyro and Cynder, not knowing what was in store for them.
"Ignitus? What's wrong?" Spyro asked the sky blue dragon in front of him.
"You two have a new journey to begin," Ignitus told them, regretting it, due to the fact that Spyro had his Exam today.
"What are you talking about, this can't be true, can it?" Spyro asked the other three dragons, confused about what Ignitus had told them. Terrador, Cyril, and Volteer just nodded in agreement to what Ignitus had said.
"Spyro, Cynder, the power you two had achieved is something called Phoenix Fury, and is a rare power indeed," Cyril told them.
"How is it rare?" Spyro asked, confused at what Phoenix Fury was.
"It is only learned by a few dragons, such as you and Cynder, the both of you use four different elements. Phoenix Fury uses all four of those elements and merges them as one," Volteer told him, causing the two of them to finally know the truth behind their power.
"It can be learned by the rare dragons every six generations, and Spyro, you are the sixth generation of the purple dragon," Ignitus said, beaming proudly at the purple dragon, for he had his new journey to begin.
"But, if I was dead, then..." Spyro stopped there to think about what had happened recently, Maleforen, his own death, and him coming back to life when he should have been dead.
"The Phoenix has the ability to heal others with just its tears, letting you have another chance at life," Ignitus said, shedding some light on what the Phoenix did. Spyro stared in amazement at what Cynder did for him, she gave him the chance to live life again.
"Cynder, thank you," Spyro said, lightly kissing her.
"Your welcome Spyro, I do what I can to protect those I care for," Cynder solemnly said.
"But now is my time to fight for all of you, I'm going to defeat him, I'm going to defeat Maleforen," Spyro said, bringing courage back to all of them, even though the other seven were confused about who Maleforen was.
"Who are you talking about buddy? Did you hit your head when you came back to life?" Sparx asked, to see if he was fine.
"I'm sure I didn't, but Maleforen told me and Cynder that he was the son of Malefor, and he was going to finish what his father had started, from the sound of his voice," Spyro said.
"And he was another purple dragon, just like Spyro, but he looked more like a younger version of Malefor," Cynder added. Ignitus, Volteer, Terrador, and Cyril stood back for a few moments to mumble something to one another about Maleforen, and stared back at Spyro and Cynder, who were talking to Flame and Ember about their battle with Maleforen.
"Spyro, Cynder, you two have a long journey ahead of you, and will take you across this world, you will face many dangers, but we know that you two will stay together, to help one another in battle. Rest, and be ready for your journey," Ignitus faced the two dragons. The two had understood their duties, and headed back to their rooms with all of their friends. After getting to the other end of the room, Spyro suddenly stopped to face the four dragons at the other end.
"What about my exam?" The purple dragon asked, before leaving.
"When you come back, you will start your examination again, may the ancestors watch down on you during your quest," Cyril said, leaving in the other direction. Spyro suddenly left to catch up with the others, and finally did, minutes on end.
"Wow, you two have a grand journey ahead of you, I just wish I could have a journey like yours," Ember was talking to Cynder while Flame chased after Sparx for some strange reason when the purple dragon finally caught up with them. Cynder suddenly got up and headed towards Spyro, walking in an unfamiliar way.
"Spyro, could I talk to you in private?" Cynder asked, trying to keep from sounding different.
"Uh, sure, I mean... we got all the time in the world, since we leave first thing in the morning," Spyro replied back to her, anxious about what Cynder wanted to talk to him about. The black dragoness beckoned him with her tail, telling him that he needed to follow her, he did as he was told, and followed Cynder out into the garden. It was kind of unusual to Spyro for being out here, since they haven't talked in the garden for over three years.
"What's wrong?" Spyro asked as soon as he caught up with her, because as of right now, Cynder had tears dropping from her face.
"I wanted to have some time alone, with you before we left," Cynder told him, getting up and heading straight for Spyro, he didn't know where this was heading, but he knew for fact that he might regret it later on.