Here is Number 15. R&R I have inputed some new things so if there is any criticism let me know and I will do what I can. If I seem to be worrying that just how I am, anxious.

Chapter 15

'Spyro…Spyro! Wake up!'

Spyro woke abruptly as someone's tail collided with his face. Rubbing the stinging mark on his cheek he looked and saw Ember sitting on the floor next to him. She looked at him unashamedly as he tried to get up but collapsed with a groan. She smiled weakly and said, 'I doubt you'll be able to get up for a while, you've been out for nearly two days now, we were…' Spyro leapt up so fast that Ember yelped in surprise but he didn't much care as he grabbed his cloak and sword then yelled, 'Two days! What do you mean I've been out for two days?!" He cursed him self at his stupidity lamenting the fact that so much precious had been lost, as he hurriedly rushed to the door calling himself ten different types of an idiot Ember got up and jumped in front of him blocking his quick exit.

She looked at him seriously and said in a voice that held command, 'Spyro I want you to calm down. I am sure that you want to get going immediately but even you need to access your own need for recovery after your ordeal.' He looked at her with a withering glare but now having been forced to stop he felt a horrible stabbing pain. He clutched at his head and dropped to his knees, screaming in agony. He felt many aspects of his self control falling to another conciseness, one of dark power and strength, one that felt horribly familiar to him…but it couldn't be. As the pain intensified he heard a voice in the back of his mind that instilled fear to his marrow, 'I will have control!' Spyro yelled out now in fear and called, 'No! It can not be!' He felt a maniacal laugh building inside him as barrier upon barrier of his resistance fell away at the touch of darkness spreading like poison through his mind.

Soon Spyro found that he was changing and slowly his conciseness fell into a corner of his mind and all went dark and yet he could still see everything through his eyes. The voice came again with unmistakable joy, 'Your body belongs to me now but you see I have left you something to watch. I want you to see what happens when I am crossed but never destroyed.' Spyro mentally screamed in protest as his bodies changes stopped and the dark laughter issued from his mouth. He felt himself stand and look at Ember whose face was draining of all color. The voice of the Dark Master issued from Spyro's mouth as he spoke to the room at large, 'Ah…How good it is to be free again and even better in my nemesis body, in a room alone with a female. How fortunate for me.' Ember's scream, Spyro knew and apparently so did the Dark Master, was seconds away from issuing from her mouth but the Dark Master had other ideas. 'Why was this happening?' thought Spyro as the Dark Master took a step nearer to Ember.

Spyro really couldn't believe that this was happening to him after all he had been through he thought savagely to himself, 'hasn't enough happened without this?!' As Ember opened her mouth to scream the Dark Master threw himself upon her and pinned her against the wall kissing her fiercely as her scream was lost. Spyro could feel her resisting him and as he felt the Dark Master entwine his tail around Ember's Spyro screamed as loud as he could in the small prison of his mind, 'Cynder!' He felt the Dark Master's hold on his mind slacken as the Dark Master asked snidely, "Cynder, How is the traitor these days?" He felt laughter issue from between Spyro's teeth as the Dark Master forced himself nearer to Ember who was trembling in fright of what might happen to her at any given moment. Spyro yelled at the Dark Master, 'Here, See for yourself!' Spyro summoned every ounce of willpower he possessed and sent a stream of mental images at the mind of his hated enemy.

Spyro felt the Dark Master's mind recoil in shock and wonder as Spyro flooded his mind with the thoughts and emotions of every single event that he had shared with Cynder. The Dark master tried in vain to pull away from the emotion and memory that Spyro was feeding him but so great was Spyro will that all he could do was scream and watch. The Dark Master watched Spyro's first kiss, Spyro tending to Cynder while she was pregnant with Masami, the birth of Masami, Spyro curled next to his daughter when she sought comfort from a nightmare, her ninth birthday in which he had tried hard but still had it end in a hilarious disaster. The hold on Spyro's mind loosened greatly as he felt his body begin to change again and slowly the screaming mind of the Dark Master was forced into the very corner like prison in which Spyro's mind had been trapped. After another short period of time Spyro was back to normal the only exception in this was that he now felt the venomous presence of the Dark Master in the back of his mind.

He soon realized that he was holding Ember in a way that he only ever did with Cynder and he soon let go of her and said, 'I'm sorry but it wasn't…' He never finished the sentence due to the fact that he was just at that moment slapped across the faces by a clawed paw. He felt his hot blood streak down his cheek as she slid to the floor sobbing uncontrollably. He went closer to her and she tried unsuccessfully to back further away into the wall. He put his head on her shoulder and said, 'Ember, It wasn't me. You know that I would never do that to you. Apparently the Spirit of the Dark Master dwells inside my own. It was he who forced himself upon you." She said in a strained shaky voice, 'Even if that were true Spyro it was still your body against mine and that isn't going to change how I felt about it.' Spyro nodded and said, 'I don't expect you to forget what happened or to see it any differently but you must understand, I in no way wanted that, it was the…'
'Don't you tell me that it wasn't you or that the 'Dark Master' was making you! You honestly don't expect me to believe that. She rolled away from his head and stalked to the door. As she reached it she looked back and said, 'I never thought I'd see the day when you'd stoop so low.'

She wrenched the door open and saw to her great dislike that Luna was standing outside the door. 'What do you want?' Ember asked in a harsh voice and Luna looked at her with distaste as she responded, 'You are my guest and yet despite all the kindness I have shown you, you seem to show nothing but dislike for me. What have I done to deserve this treatment?' Ember looked abashed as she replied, 'Nothing it just that…' Luna forestalled the rest of the sentence and asked, 'What has happened to you?' Ember temporarily abated bad mood seemed to flare up as she glared over at Spyro and said, 'I just had a bit of a close call with my 'friend' here.' Luna looked quizzically at Spyro and it seemed to him that she seemed to already know what had happened; she was a goddess after all. Luna seemed to confirm his theory as she said, 'I see… I think you'd best apologize to Ember, Spyro.' Spyro immediately began to explain what had happened all the while ignoring Ember's snorts and many shakes of the head.

When he finally finished Ember burst out, 'But he is obviously lying I mean the Dark Master is dead!' Luna raised a paw and said, 'Spyro is not lying. The spirit of the Dark Master lives on attached to Spyro's soul. When Spyro is in pain with his defenses low the Dark Master can surface through Spyro. It also happens during periods of high fear or anger. In short my dear he told you the truth.' Ember looked ashamed of herself but a touch of defiance still burned inside her and she demanded, 'I want to see prove of this! I want to know that Spyro really didn't try to assault me.' Luna sighed and said, 'I had thought that you knew him better than that but if it will make you feel any better then watch.' Luna raised a paw and traced three strange symbols in the air. Spyro felt a twinge of pain as a jet black scar appeared pulsing and evil upon his chest.

It was an evil thing and even though it seemed to be burning hot with black fire, it was cold to the touch so cold that all heat in the immediate area seemed to evaporate. He felt himself grow weaker and the Dark Master stronger as the Soul Scar remained open to the world. Luna seemed to know that this was happening for she soon let the magic fade leaving a faint after mark of the scar. He didn't notice that he was shivering until Ember's warmth was added to his as she hugged him and said, 'Spyro… I really don't know what to say? Everything lately seems to be happening to you doesn't it.' Spyro was letting her hug him, in truth he felt that it was too close a gesture after what had just happened especially after the fact she had pointed out. Even though it had been the Dark Master's soul that had controlled Spyro's body, it had still been Spyro's body that had forced itself so close. He felt dirty and contaminated, unworthy of the friendly gesture for fear that the monster would rise again and strike.

Luna broke the uncomfortable silence by saying, 'Ember, if you don't mind I need to talk to Spyro alone and I am sure he wants to be alone with his thoughts for awhile.' Ember nodded and before she left she lightly kissed his cheek in a friendly sort of way. Spyro was confused beyond measure but it was short lived as Luna stepped forward and ushered Ember out of the room. After the door was closed she looked at Spyro and said, 'I am sure that you are very confused, to help you better understand her sudden change I used my magic to change the true memory of what happened. She no longer remembers anything of what the Dark Master nearly did." Spyro was relieved by this but felt that he himself would never forget the events that had just transpired. Luna sat down on his bed with a sigh muttering under her breath, "Perhaps the Elders were right after all." Spyro's keen hearing caught these words and his curiosity got the better of his judgment as he asked, 'What do you mean by that?' Luna looked at him with a blank look on her face. Though she knew that he was trustworthy she also knew that the information that she carried was a terrible burden.

She was about to open her mouth to tell him that it was nothing of importance when she changed her mind. This concerned everyone. She looked at him and said, 'What I have to say is the very reason that I am here in the first place. You see, well I guess its best I start from the beginning. A long time ago the four Elemental Elder's of Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth came to the agreement to forge a world of which they could be proud, a world in which they themselves could leave a legacy. The Elder's used to be mortals, dragons who had obtained immense power and seeking to evade death they created a realm in the heavens in which they would be immortal and their powers increased beyond measure.' She looked at his mirror and then she raised her paw and murmured four words that Spyro could not hear. His mirror went black and then became flooded with light as a moving image, not unlike the Sight pool appeared on the glass surface. She motioned for Spyro to watch the mirror as she continued her tale. 'After becoming immortal, they lived for thousands of years alone and separated from the world in which they had lived. These dragons had loved one another in equal regards no matter how strange the pairs may have seemed. They are two and two, two male, two female, fire to water, earth to air, the water dragoness and the fire dragon, the air dragoness and the earth dragon.
It is crucial that I emphasis this point because they were the first of the dragons in this world. It was through them that mortal dragons came to this world and in so doing created the first living beings that populated the world that they had made. But unfortunately this union did not last, after two thousand years evil rose in the lands and consumed many in its dark power. War's came, brother upon brother, families rent apart, death, chaos, just a few examples of what came from the dark presence of evil.
The elder's soon saw that the beautiful world that they had striven to build had fallen into ruin. They planned to end it, to wash it away and make it again and they would have done so had it not being the selfless acts of a single dragon. He rose up and fought evil and darkness with everything that he was, with every fiber of his being and in the end he was successful in ending the reign of darkness and in so doing restore peace to the land.'

Spyro was mesmerized by the tale she wove for with each narrative of the story she made he could watch it as it happened. He saw the dragon of which she talked about, he was powerful and strong and looked almost exactly like himself. A warrior who had started down a path chosen for him by the cries of the innocent and in so doing cleanse the world and restore order. She let him watch the mirror for a few minutes before continuing, 'This is the reason why I am here.' Spyro looked at her as she said, 'The Elder's have come to the conclusion that the world is dark and corrupt and that it needs to be purged. The world and everything in it would have been obliterated had I not managed to convince them to allow a single god or goddess to come to this planet to live out a mortal live to prove to them that the world is not as dark as they say. No one but I was willing to take the position so in short order I was given a mortal body and sent to this world to live out my mortal existence. If I had not then all would have died but now seeing what has become of the world I am beginning to agree.'

He looked at her in shock and surprise, the Elder's had decided to purge the world and she had sacrificed everything to ensure that they would live. He looked at her and said, 'You were right to come here to prove them wrong because they are wrong. There is much good in this world it's inside all of us.' She shook her head and said in a weary sort of way, 'I know that good still exists but the decision weighs on my experiences not yours, I have to prove before I die that love and kindness still exist through my experience no one else's.' Spyro looked back at the now blank mirror and wondered about a detail that was disturbing him, how was she supposed to experience life and prove that good was still in the world if she was still living here? He looked at her questioningly and asked, 'How long have you been here?' She thought for a moment and answered, 'About two years, why?' Spyro looked grim, if she had been here for that long without any other connections to other dragons then how was she supposed to prove that goodness was still in the land. He asked her about whether or not she had met any others besides them and she answered with a questioning no.

His fears were confirmed as she explained that the elementals had told her that she would meet many dragons and would be able to live out life from were they had put her. He looked at her and said, 'I was afraid of that, I am sure that they lied to you, the area they put you is almost never traversed, the odds of you being visited here are almost nonexistent, I think they planed to keep you secluded from the world so they would still have there way.' She looked at him and then focused on something he couldn't see. Her faces grew stonier and stonier as whatever she was seeing caused her to become increasingly angrier. After another five minutes she snarled and slammed her tail against the ground. 'You were right! They secluded me to prevent me from meeting any other dragons. They said that they were doing me a favor, telling me that I would never be able to succeed regardless of whether or not they I had been put into a town or city.' Spyro looked grim but was wise enough to realize that this was something that he could have no say in.

She stood up and marched to the door with a determined look on her face. 'What are you going to do? Are you going to leave his place?' She looked at him with an expression so enduringly familiar to him that he thought he was sure of her answer. 'Of course I am, I'm leaving with you. What better way to find kindness and good than through traveling with a group of adventurers.' he smiled wryly and said, 'I had a feeling that you would but I have no complaints, After all I am on a mission in which all help is welcome and your divine abilities would most certainly come in handy.' She smiled as she left the room happy of the fact that she had some friend instead of the blind, unfeeling, servants that she had had for company for the past two years.
Friends, one of the first of the five goals that she had found that were necessary for proving that good was still left in the world. Perhaps in time the others would come to her but in the mean time she needed to organize and prepare. Second thoughts pulled at her but she overruled them and set determination in its place, she was in for a new experience but as she reasoned her new friends would help her through it.

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