Spyro the Dragon: XIII Scars
By ValkierieDjermegandre
Disclaimer: We've been here before. I don't own Spyro or any related characters that may appear in this story. I own Spyro's god form, his powers, and any original characters including, but not limited to, XIII. Anything that doesn't belong to me may belong to Vivendi Universal or some other generic game producer or mythology. I think that's it for now.
Plot: Pieces of one are never forgotten. A soundless dragon torn asunder, his fragments in sacred armor, with a body of a castle; discarding his face as he is bound between dimensions. The dragon god of creation will confront this being...falling deep within his thirteen scars...
Notes: Sequel! After seeing how many readers enjoyed my Shadows of the Past story, I began thinking about this sequel and here it is. I'll try my best to make this story as good as its predecesor. I'll be taking any character requests for this story, as long as they're reasonable. If you want your favorite Spyro character or original character to fight alongside (or against) the white dragon god himself, send me a personal message (PM) or a review, containing the details of the character and the position you'd like he/she to be in. Now that we're clear on that...it's time to raise the curtain!
Scar VIII: The Graveyard of Reason
Spyro and Spira awoke in yet another dimension, but it wasn't the dragon realms. It was a misty field where many tombstones lay. There was blue grass and snow white trees, along with many statues of various beasts. The full moon was very clear in the sky and the stars that graced the sky completed the air of false serenity. Spyro got to his feet first, than helped his father up; the two dragon gods looked around and questioned their general location, until Spyro caught sight of a sign. It held a message in runic language.
"'The Graveyard of Reason; where memories die'...that's what it says." Spyro said. Spira shifted an eyebrow.
"'The Graveyard of Reason'? I've never heard of that before..." Spira mused.
"...where memories die...hmm...come on; Scion has to be around here somewhere..."
Pushing past the obvious eerieness of the mysterious dimension, Spyro and Spira walked onward toward the field of gravestones; beyond the Orichalcum gate. Spyro stopped once he reached the gate; two statues caught his eye. One was shaped like the beast-dragon form that Scion took on and the other resembled a wolven being, but it had dragon features; horns arching from behind its ears and from the sides of its head. It also had long, spiky hair, a scarf, chest armor and shoulder pads, along with a strange belt strapped across its body; it also had nine tails. Spyro walked up to the second statue and stared at it for a few minutes until Spira snapped him back to attention.
"Why are you staring at that?" Spira asked.
"Because...there's just something about it...never mind, let's go." Spyro said
Spira gave Spyro a concerned look, but pushed his worries to the side as he followed his son into the graveyard. The dragon gods looked left and right, but instead of seeing Scion, they saw tombstone after tombstone...and some of them had very familiar names.
"What...?" Spyro said.
"What's wrong?" Spira asked.
"These two gravestones...they're marked 'Yamiro and Orimay'..."
"Yamiro and Orimay...the Gemini shinigami?"
"And these...'Tsubasa', 'Rhanara', 'Yotoi', 'Laviathara', 'Valigarmanda'...these are all shinigami!"
"Here's one that says...'Dark Dragoon'...what could all of this mean?"
"'Gnasty Gnorc', 'Ripto', 'The Sorceress', 'Red'...I get it now. This must where memories go when we stop recounting them."
"Spyro...take a look at this..." Spyro ran over to where Spira was standing and the name on the gravestone shocked him.
"...'Spyrol'...what?"
"I don't think this is just a graveyard for memories..."
"You're right...I feel his energy here...but, I wonder why all of these dragons are here?"
"I don't know...and I somehow don't want to find out. Come; let's move on."
Spyro reluctantly followed Spira's call and left behind the familiar gravestones. The dragon gods walked through the seemingly endless graveyard until they reached an enormous sakura tree. The blossoms were snow white and the tree itself was a vibrant blue. The dragon gods looked up higher and they saw him; Scion. The black dragon was being held to the tree by thorned vines and he looked to be sleeping quite peacefully. Spyro examined the tree and felt no evil energy...but, he did hear the sound of a heart beating.
"I wonder what's up with this tree?" Spyro mused.
"This tree...it is a bridge..." Spira said.
"A bridge?"
"Yes. Don't you recognize the runes on it? They are the same markings that grace our ark. This tree is a bridge between the mortal world and the celestial world...and the world in between."
"The world in between...the spirit realm?"
"That's right..." a whispering voice said. Spyro and Spira looked around intently and then shifted their gaze to Scion. The black dragon cracked his eyes open and gazed at the two dragon gods using only his pupils.
"Scion!" Spyro exclaimed.
"Spyro...Spira...how did you find this place?" Scion questioned.
"I don't know. Something led us here, I guess."
"This is my sanctuary...big brother showed me this graveyard..."
"Sanctuary...?"
"I never did accept that I came from that hell hole of a dimension...so I came here and this...this is my home."
"A graveyard? That's wierd...hey, Scion...what's with all of these gravestones?"
"These graves...in them rest creatures of memory and creatures that could survive only on memories...put to rest by my divine scythe..."
"Divine scythe...?"
"I encountered all of these souls on my dimensional travels. They all said that they knew you two and were jealous of your lives...and the abandonment that they felt from you...I brought them here and put their fears at ease, afterward devouring them and burying the fragments that were left...the psuedo god was most delectable..."
"Devour?! Wait, you devoured all of these dragons?!" Spira said. He was disgusted.
"They had nowhere else to go and they would disappear sooner or later...so I decided to hasten their journey and help my growth..."
"Growth? Into what?"
Once Spyro asked him that, the vines holding Scion to the tree slithered away and Scion landed on the ground. The black dragon stared at the two dragon gods and a thin aura began to emerge from his body. A golden necklace appeared around Scion's neck and attached to it...was none other than the Lucid Mirror. Spira was taken aback, but before he could say anything, a sound of pulsating eminated from Scion; followed by an aura in the shape of a familiar greater dragon. The black dragon rose his hand and then swiped it in a horizontal fashion; causing an earthquake to occur followed by a fissure that spewed magma and dark energy. The two dragon gods stared at Scion and then the fissure.
"Into this. Your little legends were always missing a God of Destruction...and that gold dragon, Spyrol definitely was not it. The King of Demons...the God of Destruction...I am he." Scion said.
"So then, where's Spyrol?!" Spyro questioned.
"I already told you: in my gut."
"You...you...!"
"Yes...I...I..."
"He really is the true God of Destruction..." came the voice of Rhatara. Spyro and Spira turned around and he was there along with the rest of the A.X.I.S Organization. The blue dragon folded his arms and stared at the sight that was Scion. "Omikami Scion no Jormungandre...the lost god..."
"Funny how he's a god and yet he hates gods, right?" Fenrex said.
"I'm not seeking to fight any of you..." Scion said.
"Than what do you plan to do with that power, Scion?" Vatis questioned.
"The only thing I can do...to make sure that I operate on my own motives...I have to rid myself of a ghost..."
With that, Scion drew his sword and then thrusted it into the ground, causing a magic circle to appear under him. The black dragon slammed his hand into the ground and then concentrated his energy; what resulted was a black shadow rising from Scion's shadow and it happened to be a very chilling sight.
It was a black dragon that had flowing white and gray hair that billowed like a waterfall and two locks dangled over the dragon's shoulders; each lock had three rings attached to it. Its horns were silver and arched all the way down to its back, being covered in a demonic haze. It had long, jagged claws and talons and its tail was tipped off with a large crescent moon and two fins were apparent on the sides of the tail. Its belly was silver and large dragon wings tore out of its back and fanned out majestically as they took form. Purple lightening bolt-like markings appeared all across its body and it gave Scion a blank stare as a savage aura erupted from it.
"Spira, That's--" Spyro said.
"Yes...the dragonian dark spirit, Lucid!" Spira said.
"Why didn't you say that the dark spirit was nesting in your body?!"
"As much as I would have loved to come out and say it, he would have killed me from the inside if I had done that..." Scion said.
"Scion...makeru ano sore toki no yami to hikari...meru hana..." Lucid growled. His voice growled around the entire area as though it were riding the wind and it crackled because of his intense aura.
When Lucid finished talking, Scion's body began to glow and two locks of his hair draped over his shoulders and three rings appeared around them. His horns began to resonate with demonic energy and a large crescent moon graced the tip of his tail, along with two fins ripping through the armor. Scion couldn't control anything and soon, the same markings that Lucid had on his body, graced Scion's body in place of his runes. An equally savage aura erupted from Scion's body and he let out an earthshaking roar.
"What...what the hell?" Spyro started, while drawing Adamatinacor.
"The amount of demonic blood that Scion has must have a awakened a hidden heritage...he must be the descendant of Lucid...meaning that at one time, Lucid must have been the god of destruction..." Spira said, while drawing Spirayoma.
"Koama soiteru...hakashi no kaos..." Lucid growled.
"You...what makes you think I'm going to be like you?!" Scion growled. His voice had the same threatening effect of Lucid's.
"Ama hana somata! Kokoro soru takeni yami no makara!"
"Who cares about blood?! I will not let you control me any longer!! I actually have a heart! My heart gives me the power to get rid of you!"
"He's a mix...a mix of different types of demonic blood..." Rhatara mused.
"A mix...?" Agni asked.
"One part of him is the King of Demons; the lord of evil beings who shows no mercy; this part was probably forced on him by Jormungandre. Another part is the God of Destruction; an evil god who exists only to destroy and to kill...a shinigami if you will. The final part is the dark spirit...a heartless dragon that only lives to corrupt and feed on the blood of others. Scion is a rare breed of dragon...even rarer than the purple dragon. The black dragon is destined from birth to be a beacon of evil...and like the purple dragon, the black dragon can master all elements."
"So the black dragon...is effectively an anti to the purple dragon?"
"That is effectively the case..."
"Scion...amakeru okami no shinigami...keira no sokore anasurue..."
"Shut up! I don't want to hear anymore of this!"
"That's right, Scion..." Spyro interrupted. The white dragon god stepped in and wielded his sword against Lucid. "This bastard doesn't deserve to dictate what you do...only you can decide that. Not your blood...not your heritage...not your past...and certainly not a heartless scumbag who shames the dragonian race."
"You're right...Lucid! I will rid myself of your presence forever!"
Taking his sword out of the ground, Scion dashed at Lucid and clashed against the dark spirit's claws. The black dragon was surprised that his sword was being held off so easily and he was even more surprised when Lucid simply tossed him to the side. Scion caught himself before he hit the ground and anger raged in his eyes; Lucid smirked darkly at his counterpart, but shifted his gaze when he sensed a sword coming at him. Spyro attempted a broad horizontal slash to take off the dark spirit's head, but the latter simply ducked and attempted to rake the former with his claws; before he could do that, however, a chain wrapped around his ankle and took him to the ground when it was tugged.
"He's down, Spyro!!" Scion said. His voice seemed to return to normal.
"Right! Got it!" Spyro responded. The white dragon god made a pushing motion with his hand and sent a wave of adamant across the ground that pushed Lucid back. "Coming at ya, Scion!"
"Right! I've got it! Aries Inferno!!"
Scion leaped forward and his sword was engulfed in fire energy. The black dragon swung his sword and a great blast fire was the result; the flames took the form of a ram. Spyro jumped out of the way and Lucid was struck directly by the fierce inferno; the dark spirit crashed into a nearby tree and lay there for a long time.
"Did...did we get him?" Scion asked.
"No...it can't possibly be that easy...Lucid never gives up that easily..." Spyro said.
No sooner did he say that did two claws made of pure darkness rush at the two dragons. They quickly blocked with their swords, but were still being pushed back with considerable force.
"Dammit...get off! Divine Wave!!" Spyro called.
The white dragon quickly released his sword from Lucid's grip and swung it; releasing a rush of holy energy that dissintegrated the claws. However, Lucid soon rushed forward with blinding speed and slammed the ground with his tail, releasing a shockwave of evil energy. Spyro and Scion were struck by the attack and the dark spirit followed up with a ray of dark energy. Spyro and Scion were forced back and thrusted into the ground. Lucid than leaped into the air and came down on Scion with his claws on the black dragon's neck; to prevent Spyro from getting in his way, the dark spirit gripped the dragon god's neck with his free hand and extended his arm to slam Spyro into a gravestone.
"Amaru take amira...soshu no watashi akeru...toki no mahara..." Lucid growled. He turned and locked his crimson eyes on Scion.
"Get off of me!" Scion said.
"Sokara...mahari no seichi boku kamera...Hari niyura masora..."
"No power?! What are you--"
Before Scion could finish speaking, Lucid thrusted his claws through Scion's neck and harshly raked his claws back out; Scion could only scream and struggle. In his hand, Lucid held many souls; they drifted about, having no place to go. Scion reached for the souls with his free hand, but Lucid interrupted him by taking his sword and shoving it into the ground.
"That's...that's my...s-sword..." Scion struggled to say. He was having difficulty speaking.
"Nomura subo...okami hamatary soichi kokoro nomai ne akaeru..." Lucid said.
"Not...not my sword...?"
Lucid didn't respond; he simply smiled darkly and pirced Scion's chest with a sharp whip of pure evil energy that originated from his fingertips. Scion reached his hands up to grip his neck but he found that he could barely move. After a few minutes, the runes on Scion's body began to strip off and float around Lucid's body. Spyro tried to wrench himself from the tombstone, but he could not. With Spirayoma in hand, Spira rushed toward Lucid but before he could get too close, the dark spirit freed Scion from his black whip and tossed him at Spira. One dragon struck the other and then Spira found that there was a drastic change in Scion; he was reduced to Spyro's size and the chains on his body disappeared along with any of his remaining armor. Spira also noticed that the dragon looked very frail.
"Lucid...Lucid!! What is it?! What do you want?!" Spira said, holding Scion in his arms. Lucid smirked and Scion's runes implanted themselves on the dark spirit; becoming part of the demon's markings.
"Hmph...all he was...he was nothing but a pawn...a stepping stone for me..." Lucid said.
"He speaks normally now?" Spyro said, holding his chest from the pressure Lucid's claws put on him.
"Without all of those lost souls...he will soon disappear...just like Jormungandre..."
"Damn you...!"
"Than again...Jormungandre was nothing but a part of me...a part that I unleashed to keep an eye on Scion...no matter; they were both useless...bye now...I have to go..."
After that statement, Lucid snapped his fingers and he disappeared in a plume of purple smoke. Spyro stamped his foot on the ground in frustration but then remembered a more important issue: Scion. The dragon god ran over to his father who was holding the black dragon in his arms; Spira looked at Scion and shook his head.
"...I don't think he's got much longer, Spyro...Lucid took everything that allowed Scion to live. From his runes, his power, to his souls..." Spira said.
"...I...I'm sorry...Spy...Spyro...oh, well...it's not like they were my powers..." Scion whispered.
"What...what do you mean?" Spyro said.
"Lucid told me...those powers belong to a great being...known as...the Supreme Judge..."
"Supreme Judge..."
"I must...go after him..."
"What, are you crazy?! You're too weak to go after him!"
"I brought him here...in order to help myself. If I don't go after him...than I won't be able to rest in peace. I have a limited time on this plane as it is...I'm not going to let him think he defeated me!"
"...so where did he go?"
"I assume that he went to the Zodiac Shrine...in the white mountain range in the Dragon Realms."
With their new objective confirmed, Spyro and Spira helped Scion to his feet and the black dragon used a large amount of his energy to open a dimensional portal back to the Dragon Realms. What was the dark spirit's objective? Spyro didn't know, but he knew that it couldn't possibly be anything good...
Blood Drawn From Scar VIII