Disclaimer: Don't own Spyro blah blah…

OC'S: Krome, Kelai, Bronzo, Lycia, Syran, and Yiaxn

-Chapter Five: The Demon Within-

Spyro crept out of his room and walked out of his den. For some reason, he was not very comfortable with Krome. He knows that his presence means that Doomsday is close, why is he even alive. He doodles around the entrance; he sits down and glares at the moon. The moon shines on his face; he closes his eyes, trying to find peace within this night. He lays his head between his forepaws and began to sleep.

Meanwhile, Yiaxn landed at the outskirts of the Celestial Plain. He glares around his surroundings, having lust to kill anyone in sight. His glowing green eyes acted as a flashlight. He spotted a nearby lake. 'I do feel thirsty…' he thought. He walked over to the lake. Fulfilling his thirst, he looks up. He saw a purple dragon; doodling just outside a den. "No way…" Yiaxn muttered. He wondered what he could do.

He knew this dragon, Spyro, and he also knew that Spyro was friends with Ignitus. He grins sheepishly. "I wonder if he…" he muttered, and then he gave a wicked smile. But certainly, he couldn't look like this; Spyro would definitely know he wants to do something to Ignitus, something bad. He began to ponder on the thought. Then something popped in his head.

'I have heard he was corrupted for a short while, maybe he might even give in to this uncontrollable power.' He thought. Yiaxn flew away, unnoticed. Spyro continued to doodle around when he heard a distant whisper, and it whispered his name. "Spyro…" the voice called out. Spyro gestured for battle, but nothing appeared. He looks around, unaware of a gray dragon approaching him. "Hello there…" The dragon greeted, huskily. Spyro glared in front of him.

"Oh, Chronicler, please, you've frighten me." Spyro said, relived. "Now then, are you ready?" The Chronicler asked. "Ready for what?" Spyro asked. "You need to learn one more thing before you have Master Dragon Time." The Chronicler replied. "And what may that be?" Spyro continued to ask. "Dragon Time may have many abilities. Slowing down time is truly remarkable for dragons like us, Spyro, but…Dragon Time also has the power to control what an object or creature can do." The Chronicler explained.

"You mean… I can control what people can do?" Spyro asked, shocked. "Yes Spyro, astonishing isn't it?" The Chronicler asked. "Amazing," Spyro replied. "Now…close you're eyes." The Chronicler instructed. Spyro did as told, squeezing his eyes shut attentively. "Now…feel you're surroundings…feel what they feel…" The Chronicler continued. Spyro began to stand motionless, not even breathing. "Inhale…" he continued. Spyro inhaled. "Now move, so you and that object will move." The Chronicler finalized.

Spyro moved his right forepaw forward. The cactus next to him moved forward. Spyro flew upward, the cactus followed. "Now, you can also control it with just a hand, Spyro." The Chronicler added. Spyro landed and pushed his paw forward, the cactus dragged forward. "No, fling it against this tree." The Chronicler instructed. Spyro did a throwing motion and the cactus flung against the tree. "You're a natural." The Chronicler commented.

Spyro smiled, he knew this power will become very useful. "Now, this is Dragon Time, but it's called Dragon Force. Use it wisely." The Chronicler stated. Spyro nodded and watched as The Chronicler disappear before his very eyes. "Humph. So you know Dragon Force, eh? Pathetic. Yet, it is useful for my own plans." A voice said, coldly. "Who goes there?!" Spyro demanded. "Shut up, fool." The voice hissed. "Why don't you make me?!" Spyro shot back. "Okay then!" the voice snapped. The blink of an eye, a dragon placed his paw around his neck.

"W-Who a-are y-y-you?" Spyro asked, stuttering. "Call me Yiaxn. Shut up, now then… where was I?" Yiaxn hissed, grabbing a potion. The potion had a skull placed in the center. Yiaxn shoved the potion in his face, forcing Spyro to drink the potion. When the potion was completely empty, Spyro didn't look purple or black.

Spyro was actually green. "What?!" Yiaxn barked. "I hold the Earth element. Any potion will just make me tougher." Spyro stated. "This can't be! Wait, I forgot!" Yiaxn blurted. Yiaxn charged at Spyro and stabbed his chest with his claws turning black. Spyro bellowed in pain and agony. "Humph, ignorant pest… Now you've proven worthiness of being my servant, understand?" Yiaxn asked. Spyro looks up at him, with his eyes glowing white. His body was pitch-black and his wings were a rusty red. "Yes…now, what must I do?" Spyro asked.

"Lead me to Ignitus… he plays a very important role in something I've prepared." Yiaxn replied. "As you wish…" Spyro replied, obediently. Spyro then led him back to the temple…who knows what will happen…

…

"All clear, master." A voice said. "Excellent, now, tell me, who must I find and destroy?" another voice asked. "Well, his name is Spyro, a bright purple dragon who is a major threat at the moment, sire." The other voice replied. "Hm, I mustn't rush death, he could actually prove valuable." The other voice said. "Not to mention… the one who killed you're father." The other voice said, softly.

The voices paused. "This dragon… he killed my father?!" the voice bellowed. "Yes, sire." The other voice replied. "… Therefore, I must kill the dragon after all. His worth may not be as valuable, if my father is dead, then I, Destroyer, must kill him…" the creature known as the Destroyer roared in anguish.

A/N: Lol, now you may have though 'Dragon Force' is totally almost like Star Wars xD Well, I made it part of time so…NO FLAMING xD