Hey folks! I'm back again, and I have once again posted a chapter a day after the previous one! My OC will be introduced in this chapter, and just to let you knoew, its looks are based on my own. Minus the weapons and whatnot. This is because it is basically my imaginary self, or rather, a version of it. I also decided right before typing this that I would toss Sparx in there as well, so enjoy!
Chapter 4: It
Morning came and went, noon came and went, Sparx came and went, and 5:00 came and went, until eventually, the sun began to set. Spyro and Cynder were a little worn out due to all the chasing each other and whatnot they had been doing. They were also a little annoyed, because due to the knowledge of the party, the day seemed to go by MUCH slower. But now, they were starting to get a little excited.
"Hey Cynder, *pant* I think it's about time *wheeze* we headed over *cough* to the party. It's better *wheeze* to be early *pant* than it is to be late *HACK*," Spyro said, very clearly out of breath.
"I think you are absolutely right!" Cynder answered
"And exactly HOW are you not out of breath?" Spyro said back to her, still trying to catch his breath a little.
"Because I was going easy on you the whole time you were chasing me!" Cynder replied, almost laughing.
"WHAT!"
"I came up with the idea to use my wind powers to aid my flight even MORE. I could quite possibly be the fastest dragon alive right about now!"
"Oh, that's just GREAT," Spyro said without even trying to hide the annoyance in his voice, "I could possibly do the same thing by creating an icy wind with my ice powers. The problem is, I WOULD DIE OF FROSTBITE BY THE TIME WE LANDED!"
"Oh calm down Spyro, I'll use it on you, too, if the need ever arises. Now I think we should get going."
"Alright, let me just finish catching my breath, then we can go get Sparx and head on over."
Once Spyro had caught his breath, they did just that. Once they had Sparx with them, they began to head over to the Cheetah camp. Cynder volunteered to try using her wind powers on Spyro and Sparx as well, in order to try and get there sooner, just in case it started earlier than originally planned. After all, Hunter hadn't given them an exact time, just an approximate one, as it was nearly impossible to tell exact time in this age. They eventually made it, however, and realized the Cheetahs and some other...thing…were still setting up. The instant they touched down, Hunter walked up to greet them.
"Ah, Spyro and co. I see you made it here safely, and with perfect timing too, so if you'll just hang on a moment, I will announce the beginning of the celebration, and then I'll let you two do whatever you guys plan to do."
Hunter then walked to the center of the camp and began a short speech.
"May I have everyone's attention please!" He started. The noise slowly died down as everyone turned their attention to him. "I am thankful to welcome you all here today for this grand celebration. I would also like you all to welcome Spyro and his friends to this party as well, as I invited them personally. Now that that's over, let the festivities…begin!"
He stood there for a moment, watching as the people around him began to cheer and talk with each other and the band began to play, and then walked over to one of the many tables of food.
Spyro got Cynder's attention and pointed to the unusual, yet highly intelligent looking creature.
"Cynder, do you have any idea what that thing is?"
"No, I don't."
Sparx piped up. "If you ask me, I think it looks like a hairless monkey without a tail."
Sparx got half-glares from both dragons at that one, because although it was rude, he did have a point.
"…Should we go ask him?" Spyro asked Cynder.
"There doesn't seem to be any other way," she replied.
They began to walk over toward the odd creature, which was now leaning against a table with cookies on it, munching on a cookie himself. Now that they could get a closer look, it was wearing an oddly durable-looking pair of blue pants with holes beginning to form in the knees, an unsnapped red and gold jacket also made of strange material with a white "SF" in a red and black oval near the left shoulder, a white shirt with a green, cartoony snake on it and the word "Castillero" above it, "Scholars" below it, and 2007 naxt to it all in the same color, an odd yet comfortable-looking pair of shoes, and durable-looking glasses. He also had brown-blonde hair, blue eyes, and a faint grin on his face. On his back, he carried a pair of somewhat short, expensive-looking, single-edged swords with a slight curve to them (Spyro and Cynder became a little more cautious when they saw this, but Sparx, of course, didn't.). They were barely visible since they were underneath his jacket, but they were still visible. His pants' pockets seemed to be bulging a little. What was in them was unknown to the trio, but they didn't really care about it much. What worried them the most, however, was that he was now looking right at them, and yet didn't look worried or surprised in the least.
"Ah, so the two famous dragons and their famous little jester have arrived at last!" The thing said aloud with a somewhat high, almost child-like voice the moment he saw them, as Sparx said "Hehheh, I'm famous."
Spyro, being the hero he was, did not greet it first, but instead asked, "Why are you carrying two swords on your back?" with a threatening look on his face.
"Relax; I take these with me everywhere I go. The only time I don't is on special occasions, when taking them would do more harm than good," the thing answered back.
"How do we know we can trust you?" Cynder asked this time.
"Why would I be here, not even trying to hide myself or my swords, if I was a threat?" it retaliated, grinning.
"Touché," Cynder sighed, and dropped her guard. Spyro did the same, and then asked, "So who and what are you, anyway?"
"I am what is known as a "human". You may have not heard of my race, but that is because I am from a different reality altogether. In my world, Dragons do not exist, and animals are unintelligent, follow only their instincts, and cannot speak. My name is Shike."
"Sheik?" Sparx asked.
"No, not 'Sheik', Shike. Like 'pike', but with an 'sh' instead of a 'p'."
"A S**T HOLE INSTEAD OF A PEN-"
"SPARX!" Spyro and Cynder both yelled in his face, glaring fiercely.
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry, I couldn't help it." Sparx apologized.
Shike just laughed at this. "Don't worry about it; I used to get made fun of all the time. But you may want to watch your language, Sparx."
"Right, sorry, I don't even know where I got that thought from."
Spyro decided to ask the question that was on all of their minds but Sparx's.
"How did you reach our world from your own?"
"Now, THAT is something I cannot tell you. It is something only I must know, or the fate of all worlds could be threatened."
Both dragons understood what he meant, as judging by Shike's clothing and information, his race was far more advanced, and would either take over other realities, or would get taken over by their own if the information were to reach evil ears. They decided to drop the matter.
"So how old are you anyway? Fourteen?" Cynder asked him.
"Actually, I'm seventeen," Shike answered back.
Both dragons had an expression of great surprise on their faces.
"Wow, the high voice and young face really throw people off, don't they?" Spyro said, still amazed.
"Eh, it happens all the time. I'm used to it."
Then Cynder thought of something else that had slipped her mind.
"So, even if you're from a different reality, that doesn't explain why you're here."
Spyro threw in a "Good Point" as Shike began to answer.
"I met Hunter while he was still searching for you two, before you defeated Malefor. In fact, I'm the one who pointed him in the right direction!"
"But why didn't you free us yourself if you knew our location?"
"Because, back in my world, I am just an everyday teenager and this world is part of what we call a "video game". When I go to other realities, which range from books to games to my own imagination, I revert to a version of my imaginary self, which is MUCH stronger, MUCH more lethal, and MUCH wiser. This is because I am basically entering my own imagination. I knew what would happen if I didn't intervene, but I did NOT know what would happen if I did, so I chose not to. Besides, I possibly could have defeated Malefor myself, but it was neither my duty nor my destiny to do so."
Spyro and Cynder just stared, mouths practically on the ground, once again in awe. Sparx just said "I don't get it."
Shike decided to simplify it a little. "Basically, Sparx, my imagination becomes my reality."
"OOOOOOHHH, NOW I get it," Sparx said with an embarrassed yet happy grin on his face. Then he realized the full extent of what Shike had said, and ended up with the same expression on his face that Spyro and Cynder had.
Spyro eventually picked his mouth up off the ground. "But if you're just the average teen, as you put it, in your world, then doesn't that mean many other humans can do that too?"
"Actually, no. I discovered by accident that I alone could do that. I eventually learned to master it, and now I can do it whenever I feel like it. The fact that My imagination becomes my reality means I can also time-travel, though I'd prefer not to, and I can head back to my own reality whenever I feel like it without anybody noticing I was even gone. This is because time in my own reality doesn't pass while I am in this one."
"Oh, that makes sense," Spyro said, casually this time.
They continued to chat for a while about recent happenings and whatnot, eating cookies and other deserts on occasion. Soon, they heard an odd rustling in the trees and bushes nearby…
Cliffhanger! XD What will happen next? o.O My imaginary self is often seen with at least one Katana, usually two, in my mind, so that explains the Katanas. Anyway, tell me what you thought of this chapter, my OC, and his name, in a review please! And subscribe too, will ya? I may not update for the next week due to my dad grounding me yesterday. I shouldn't even be doing this right now, but my family went to a wedding reception or something, so I was free to do what I wanted for at least an hour! XD Anyway, I would suggest you subscribe to this from now on, as my updates may be less frequent. By the way, the shirt Shike was wearing is the same shirt I am wearing today. Also, special thanks to "soldier of knowledge" and his story "A Dark Fate" for being the source of my idea of Cynder using her wind powers to aid her flight, and thanks to the webcomic "Furthia High" for the idea for the Hairless Monkey remark. Lastly, I decided against making my OC a reference to the Shadows of Katsumoto from Draco Arc Nova's story. Anyway, Ciao!