-Chapter Ten: The Doomsday Constellation-
Spyro examined his surroundings. He fought many, many insects and his body was bruised and wounded. He knew he needed rest; he curls against a tree and dozed in his thoughts. 'Considering the thought that I might have to wait awhile for my fight, perhaps…a warning of some sort…like…something to tell me whether Doomsday comes or not…" Spyro thought, he wondered about his son, Krome. He wondered if he was okay.
He soon pondered whether or not his love, Cynder, was okay. So many questions he had, so many consequences that may follow. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep…
"Spyro!" a voice called out. Spyro woke up, surrounded by a blank area. "W-Who is there?!" Spyro asked. "It's okay Spyro it's me Krome." The voice said. "You can talk? Already?!" Spyro asked. "Spyro this is a warning through you're dream hold, I'm you're son… I… I want to provide you with every piece of information I know. Doomsday is in my blood, I can tell you whether it comes this year." Krome mentioned.
"C-Can I see you?!" Spyro asked. "I'm afraid not, you can only hear my voice." Krome replied. "Okay…can you tell me a warning or how I may know about Doomsday?" Spyro asked. "Yes…the Doomsday Constellation." Krome replied, quietly. "The Doomsday Constellation…?" Spyro repeated, questionably. "Yes, this is a Constellation made for Doomsday named Skullfire, this Constellation makes the shape of a skull and the stars surrounding it make fire like shapes." Krome explained. "Wow, then what?" Spyro asked.
"When the last star of the Skull's eye completes his face, Doomsday comes this year. But, if the Skull's eyes don't complete within the next few days, Doomsday will not comes." Krome said. "Wow," Spyro said, shocked. Krome sighed. "This is very unfortunate, Dad, I… I will sacrifice myself if I have to, Dad." Krome said, loyally. "Nonsense, son, you don't have to do with it." Spyro said. "Dad… you have to wake up. Hurry!" Krome yelped.
Spyro woke up, frightened. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the purple dragon." A female voice said, coldly. Spyro looked in front of him. A silver dragon glared at Spyro with eyes of hatred. "You must be Lycia." Spyro muttered. "Yes, now… you were the pest that blew an earth bomb at me, yes?" Lycia asked. Spyro quivered. Lycia was the one that Spyro hit.
"What do you ask of me?" Lycia asked, coldly. "You're most full attention and support, for now." Spyro replied, calmly. Lycia growled deeply. "Prove you're worth!" Lycia barked, gesturing for battle. Spyro felt warm all of the sudden. His aching body was healed and his wounds were healed. Spyro knew it was either Whitla or Krome, either way, he thanked dearly for them.
Spyro then looked at the sky; he saw that stars were beginning to make the shape of a skulls head. Spyro snorted and charged at Lycia.
A/N: Sorry again for another short Chpt. This was just a chapter to focus on the Doomsday Constellation. Again, sorry.