Spyro the Dragon: Creation and Destruction

By ValkierieDjermegandre

Disclaimer: Sigh...hey! I still don't own Spyro or any related characters that appear in this story! They belong to their respective creators at Vivendi Universal! I own Spyro's god form, his powers and any original characters including, but not limited to, Atlas! I also own the scenario and not...much...else!! Rawwrr!! Okay? Okay.

Plot: Through time, there has always been one god who has been the object of fear; one who's right hand is chaos…who's left hand is destruction…who's very breath is pestilence. Creation and destruction will clash…as forbidden myth becomes black truth…

Notes: It's here! The next part in my Spyro the Dragon God saga, Creation and Destruction. Mostly inspired by my own need for another story to write and an answer to the requests for the next part of the saga (I'm looking at Draganta the Dragonlord and Nightmare King). Hope you like this too!

Book III: Dawn of Eternity

ValkierieDjermegandre: Okay, here we are. If you've stuck around this long (which I commend you for) than we have reached Book III: Dawn of Eternity. This book may span the last stretch of the story with Hinarious having confirmed his plans. Some will betray, some will die, legends will be written...but who will win?

Chapter XXVII: Transfer

He opened his eyes and he found himself lying in a pool of azure clear water. Atlas rose from his supposed resting place and rubbed his temples; he had a headache the size of all realms. The God of Destruction tried to recall everything that happened between when he lost control and now, but he was failing. Letting his mind wander, Atlas looked around; he was in a pool of water under a marble arch. By now, Atlas had a nice amount of questions on his mind, but his primary concern was...

"Where's Spyro? Spyro!!" Atlas called.

"What's wrong?" came Spyro's voice. Atlas looked around and then just looked up; Spyro was sitting on the arch chomping on an apple and he gave Atlas an interesting look. "Man, I was thinking that you'd never wake up..."

"How long was I..."

"Probably a half hour or so...than again, it doesn't matter since time doesn't penetrate into the Spirit Realm.

"Point taken..."

"...you want something?"

Atlas reached his hand up and Spyro tossed him a slab of boar meat. The Yokkurei happily fed on his lunch and Spyro continued his; for the most part they ate in silence. Spyro looked down at his counterpart and found his eyes fixed on Atlas' Devil's Script; it seemed to crawl across the Yokkurei's skin as if the marks were made up of small parasites nesting on his scales. The God of Creation than studied the dark anima's behavior...Atlas looked as though he hadn't eaten a nice cut of meat in ages. He ate slowly as though he were savoring the taste, just in case it would be his last. Spyro finished his apple and jumped down, standing next to the Yokkurei and waiting before he tried to strike a conversation.

"I've been wondering about this for a long time...what exactly is Devil's Script?" Spyro cautiously asked. Atlas almost choked on the piece of meat in his mouth at the nature of the question.

"Kaugh!! W-what?!" Atlas said, as he wiped his mouth.

"What is Devil's Script?"

"Oh...well, from what I know, Devil's Script is a special type of rune that is branded on certain Yokkureians' skin at birth. It is a sign of power and our demonic heritage. You see, Yokkureian dragons are believed to be fallen angels...devils, in fact. The markings of Devil's Script vary from dragon to dragon; some have small markings that just make designs on a dragon's skin, some have medium sized markings that extend one's life span a small bit and some have larger markings which make them more adept at magick incantations. And then there are markings like mine that trace all across the body and seem to have a mind of their own...only one Yokkurei can have these kinds of markings: God."

"So you're the only one that can have intricate markings like this? Then, what's up with Terra's--"

"I don't think that he has real Devil's Script; his markings were probably made by Hinarious."

"How could he possibly make Devil's Script?"

"With enough demonic blood and ink, he could have probably used some forbidden alchemy to fabricate Devil's Script upon Terra's fur. Of course to pull that off, Terra should have had to sacrifice something for that..."

"Hinarious is nothing but an evil scumbag! We have to get your powers back so we can banish him to the hell that he crawled out of!"

"You took the words out of my mouth. Let's go."

Atlas and Spyro nodded to one another and Atlas jumped up from his resting place, ready to move on. The two dragon Gods collected their belongings and started their journey south...where the Edge of Reason awaited them...

Meanwhile, Terra was standing in his room...for the first time, he truly felt alone in the darkness. The silver wolf stared out at the statue in the middle of the lake...he wondered what the beast truly was. Was it anything connected to him? Or was it just a random statue that was placed there? Now that he thought about it, Terra wasn't really thinking too hard about it...he was more concentrated on Hinarious.

"That dragon...or whatever Hinarious is, he's mad. What the hell is he thinking, trying to build a new world...?" Terra said to himself.

"I beg your pardon? Trying to build a new world?" came the voice that Terra did not want to hear. The silver wolf did not turn around to show his face, but he already knew that he was in the doorway.

"Hinarious..." Terra calmly said. His calm somewhat puzzled the Sage Dragon.

"I had a lingering feeling that there was a traitor in my midst...but, I would have never expected this from you, Terra!" Hinarious said. Terra chuckled.

"Are you angry with me? Or are you sad that I'm not on your side anymore?"

"What got into you? It was that bastard brother of yours, wasn't it?!"

"My 'bastard' brother is the Supreme Judge...as such, when I tell him what you're planning..."

"Hmph, what can he do? I'm on my way to obtaining a forbidden power that is far beyond what that brother of yours can do...and besides, I didn't say I would let you tell him. No one who betrays me ever tells about it..."

"So, that's what this is...fine."

Hinarious pulled out his staff and drew his sword from it; Terra still kept his back to the Sage Dragon. Hinarious put his left hand behind his back and pointed his sword toward Terra...the silver wolf smirked and clenched his fists. Hinarious came first with a straight vertically rising slash, but Terra easily whirled around and caught the Sage Dragon's blade between his toes; Hinarious was amused, but simply thrust his hand, covered in a strange energy, into Terra's gut. The bishon flinched, but still stood straight as he drew back his hand.

"This is for all that time of you using me!!" Terra roared.

"Using you? Please; I haven't used you yet..." Hinarious cockily stated.

Terra's rage activated and his hand was covered in bright red lightening as he thrust it toward Hinarious' chest. His attack made contact and the Sage Dragon was sent away, but not far; his chest sprayed lightening but he recovered very easily. The Sage Dragon wiped the lightening from his chest and gave Terra a sarcastic smile; the bishon wasn't amused. He charged at Hinarious, throwing flaming punches at his adversary, but Hinarious dodged left, right, left, right...he dodged every attack that was thrown at him. Finally, Terra was enraged and jumped back, bending over to allow his demonic tail, Ragnorok, to sail over his shoulder; it transformed into a hand and wrapped around Hinarious, gripping him with intense force.

"Braaaagh!!" Terra roared.

The silver wolf was overcome by the emotions that he kept down for years. Terra swung his elongated tail around and slammed Hinarious into a wall, thoroughly cracking it and winding the Sage Dragon; he wasn't done however. The silver wolf continued to swung his tail in all directions, slamming Hinarious into each wall, the floor, the ceiling, and into any shelves or other furniture in the room. By the time he was done, the room was a wreck and Hinarious was on the ground...unmoving. Terra was breathing heavily, but he felt proud of himself...he had finally released everything that Hinarious told him to forget about. The silver wolf shook his head and was about to walk out of the room...but then he sensed a sinister energy.

Before he had time to react, Terra's shoulder was raked by a pure black blade. He hunched back as an intense pain reigned over his shoulder and he looked on to where Hinarious' body was. A foul aura rolled across the Sage Dragon's body and black angelic wings that had white bases tore out of his back. Hinarious picked his body up and threw his robe off...revealing his bulging muscles and Devil's Script; it wasn't as intricate as Atlas' script, but Terra was still shocked. He also had a strange tattoo on his chest that resembled a tribal dragon profile. The Sage Dragon's claws and talons turned a solid lucid color and his arms and legs were covered in a wild tattoo. Hinarious smirked and thrust his hand forward, sending a cold wave of dark energy at Terra, who was sent through the door as a result and rolled down the nearby stairs. The silver wolf finally hit the middle of the floor and cracked it on impact. Terra was about to rise but then he saw Hinarious standing right over him; the Sage Dragon had his arms folded.

"How...how...h-how d-did you...w-when...?!" Terra tried to say as he attempted to back away.

"Hmph...don't be so afraid; the transformation has not fully completed...yet. Meanwhile, you would be surprised at everything that I managed to accomplish all those times I left you alone..." Hinarious growled. His voice was warped and seemed to echo through the halls.

"Y-you mean...?!"

"Yes. I sensed that you would not remain loyal to me long enough...so I went on some little adventures of my own..."

Terra was quite fearful but undeterred, as he jumped up from the floor and landed a good distance away from the corrupted Sage Dragon. The silver wolf took this chance to scan his enemy; he looked across Hinarious' body and studied it...however, he could not pinpoint the strange energy that Hinarious was irradiating. Terra shifted his body into his attacking stance and rushed toward Hinarious, attacking with a left punch, a low kick, and a quick spin roundhouse. Every attack was dodged by the Sage Dragon, however, and he jumped into the air in response; he then beat his wings with considerable force, sending small dark bullets at Terra that came down in droves. Terra cursed under his breath and raised his arm, summoning a shield of ice that helped to block off the attack; after the dark rain had passed, the silver wolf jumped into the air and his shield started to become an enormous claw as the ice took over his hand.

Terra roared as the ice formed a claw that was bigger than its wielder's body; the silver wolf swung the claw vertically at Hinarious, striking him and sending him to the ground. Before Hinarious could hit the ground, however, he vanished into a dark wind filled with black feathers; Terra was taken aback by the action and was puzzled as to where his adversary had gone, seeing as he couldn't sense him. However, his worries were melted when Hinarious appeared behind him, wearing a malicious smile. The Sage Dragon's wings stretched out and slammed Terra toward the ground; thankfully, Terra's superior dodging abilities allowed him to execute an Ukemi as he hit the ground, recovering and getting back on his feet. Hinarious descended and looked at the silver wolf; he was gravely exhausted.

"Are you done yet?" Hinarious said.

"Curse you..." Terra growled.

Terra tried to ignore his fatigue and dashed toward Hinarious, taking a powerful lightening-empowered swing with his right hand, but Hinarious effortlessly moved. The Sage Dragon countered and punched Terra hard in the gut; this time, the bishon felt it and was sent into a wall. The wolf was winded and didn't move...even when Hinarious appeared in front of him and pinned him to the wall by his neck. The Sage Dragon wore an evil look and glared at Terra with his gleaming red eyes.

"You should consider yourself lucky. I still need you for the final step of my goal, so I can't kill you...but after I obtain the last extension to my newfound powers..." Hinarious threatened.

The Sage Dragon tightened his grip for a few seconds and virtually frightened Terra, as his breathing was completely cut off. Finally, Hinarious let go and let Terra drop to the ground, letting the bishon catch his breath and cough as he gripped his throat. Hinarious gave Terra a dark glare and walked away, dispelling his transformation as he left the room. To say the least, the silver wolf was very frightened; this was the first real time that he felt this kind of fear. Where did Hinarious get this power? Terra couldn't answer, however, as he was rapidly losing consciousness...

"Big...brother...help...me...please..." Terra whispered, as he collapsed on the floor...letting no one hear him as a dark wind made the above chandelier give off an eerie sound...

End Chapter Twenty Seven...next chapter, Temple...