Been a while since I updated, but this chapter has some other people's OCs in it so, yeah. Not much to say really so, on with the chapter, I suppose. After the disclaimers, anyways.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the copyrighted things I use, I do own my OCs and this story.
Extra Disclaimer: Serenity belongs to phoenix firewing, and Dax belongs to Alec the Dark Angel.
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Chapter 4: Expect the Unexpected
Jacy followed Aingeru above the destroyed city, both of them looking down at the city with sorrow. They could see several groups of zombies roaming the ruined streets, rubble from the collapsing buildings sometimes falling down and onto the zombies.
Suddenly, a searing pain show through Jacy's body and made him lose control of his hoverboard. Noticing this, Aingeru flew back and steadied him as he began to recover. When he had, Aingeru let him go and Jacy rolled his right coat sleeve up to his elbow, revealing a green dragon tattoo-like image that with its head at his wrist and curled around his arm and past his elbow. It was glowing faintly, and seemed to be steaming, but Jacy could see several discolorations, almost like bruises, and red lines like cuts and slashes on it.
"I'll find you, Kera…" he said softly, fixing his sleeve, "And I'll make Merikh pay for every mark on you, I swear it."
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Kera scooted to the stone wall at the back of her holding cell. Her clothes were filthy and torn, revealing bruises the color of asphalt and cuts and slashes that all looked like they were in the first stages of infection. Her hair was loose and messy, grime covering it.
She was trained to withstand a great amount of physical pain, but emotional pain was something her teachers never paid attention to. Tears began to stream down her face and onto the cold, rock floor. She felt weak and helpless, and she knew that Jacy could feel her pain through their empathy link and it made her feel even worse.
She heard the massive steel door that was the entrance to this prison open and the click-clack of dragon claws on stone get closer and closer until the dragon making this noise came into view. He was an adult, maybe about twenty-six or twenty-seven by the looks of him. His scales were a dark blue while his plated underbelly was crimson, as were his wings. His eyes were a dark red and glinted in the half-light given off by the flickering lights.
He carried a young dragonet, who couldn't be any older than five or six, by her tail. He carried her over to the cell in front of Kera's and opened it before tossing the dragonet inside and closing it, the lock clicking into place when the door closed.
"He's turned you into a monster, brother," Kera said mournfully as the dragon turned to leave, causing him to pause.
He looked over at her with his red-eyed gaze and said, "There is no relation between you and I, prisoner."
"He's brainwashed you, Aiden," she said, her voice shaky from lack of use, "It's me, Ke-"
"My name is Fear, prisoner," the dragon sneered, beginning to walk away, "and I have no family."
Kera felt her tears continue to fall as she listened to Fear's fading footsteps and the closing of the huge door as he left. She knew it was her brother, but Merikh had done something to him and turned him into something he wasn't.
She was pulled from her thoughts by the whimpering of the dragonet and looked over at her. She began to stir, her eyes blinking open to reveal that while her left eye was sky blue, her right eye was gleaming silver. Kera couldn't see any horns on the youngling, nor could she see a tail-blade. The dragonet's scales glinted dull silver, while her underbelly and wings were white but were covered in a dreary grey. She lifted her head up and looked around, fear evident on her young face.
Kera pushed aside the pain from her screaming muscles and crawled to the bars of her cell and spoke softly so as not to scare her, "Hi, little one. My name's Kera, I'm a friend. What's your name?"
"Dax," the dragonet whimpered, looking over at Kera.
"That's a pretty name," Kera said, smiling kindly, "Are you okay, Dax?"
"I'm scared," she mumbled, "and sad."
"We'll be alright," Kera promised her, "and we'll get out of here, okay?"
Dax nodded before laying her head down on the floor. Kera leaned forward and laid her head against the cold, steel bars.
"Hurry, Jacy," Kera whispered, rubbing her right arm where a tattoo-like image of Jacy seemed to mirror her motion.
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Cain walked through the deserted streets of Warfang. Most of the citizens had fled through the tunnels to the various cheetah villages in Avalar, the ones who stayed were either at the wall or guarding the temple.
He'd been sent out to make sure no one was holed up in their homes somewhere or somewhere where they'd be in danger, no one else able to check as they were too busy directing those who stayed.
'Not that we're safe anywhere else,' he thought to himself, 'If this group has the power to wipe out an entire city, then it's only a matter of time before we're overwhelmed.'
He sighed as he continued walking, listening for any sounds of movement that weren't his own. So far, he'd heard nothing and was about to head back when he heard the sounds of pots and pans hitting the floor emanating from a nearby house.
Cain quickly, but quietly, made his way over to the house and noticed the door was open slightly. He opened it the rest of the way and stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room for anything that seemed out of place. Seeing nothing, he walked into the next room and found himself in the kitchen.
He could see the pots and pans scattered all over the floor, as well as a cabinet door that was slightly ajar. Cain slowly made his way towards it, being careful not to step on any of the pots and pans on the floor. When he reached the cabinet, he opened it and saw an unexpected sight. Inside was a young hazel dragoness with five indigo horns, one on the top of her head and two on either side of her head. Her wings were a slightly darker shade of indigo while her tail tip and spikes were a mint green. Her brown eyes showed that she knew she'd been caught.
"Any particular reason you're hiding in a cabinet?" Cain asked her.
"All the children were being sent out to the cheetah villages," she said, "I didn't want to leave."
"C'mon," Cain said, stepping back so she could get out, "I'm taking you to the temple."
"You mean you're not going to send me to one of the cheetah villages?" she asked, surprised, as she crawled out.
"Sadly I can't because we've sealed off the tunnels," he answered, looking down at her because of the large difference in size, "What's your name?"
"Serenity, and you're Cain right?" she said, looking up at him, "The one who helped defeat Ragnarok?"
"Yeah," he said, "now c'mon, it's not safe-"
"Look out!" Serenity cut him off, causing Cain to turn around just to see a blast of fire headed right for them. He placed himself between Serenity and the fire before he opened his wings completely and shielded his body with them.
When the fire hit his wings, Cain gritted his teeth from the burning sensation it caused. Despite being a fire dragon, he could feel the fire singing his wings. And then, as suddenly as it had started, the fire stopped. He moved his wings slightly so he could see and saw a black cloaked figure standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
The figure had his left arm outstretched with his palm open while his right was down at his side, clutching a black book. His face was hidden in the shadow created by his hood, but Blane could see crimson-red eyes watching him and he growled in response.
"I really need a vacation," Cain said ironically.
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Spyro, Cynder, Talea, and Nguyen all landed in the courtyard of the once-feared black citadel. After so many years, the crystals that grew all around it had started to overtake the courtyard, as well as parts of the castle itself. The ominous feel that the looming structure gave off had diminished, but still remained.
Deryx got off of Talea's back, carefully placing Dex back onto her back so as not to wake him, and looked around. He noticed the crystals were of varying sizes and pale blue, some of them seeming to shift slightly whenever he looked away.
Spyro, meanwhile, was checking the harness that Cynder was wearing. Attached to the harness, in the spot just between her wings, was a small basket where Annabelle was curled up, sleeping. After making sure that the harness was not straining anywhere, he brought his head up and nodded.
Spyro had grown in the five years that had passed, and was nearly the size of his father, Ignitus, now. His horns and tail-spade had gotten longer and sharper as well. His wings and plated underbelly had turned a deeper shade of gold while his wing membranes remained orange. He was muscled due to his continued training over the years, yet still gentle with what he saw as fragile.
Cynder had developed as well, though she was slightly smaller and slenderer than Spyro. Her horns had gotten longer and continued to curve while her tail-blade had gotten longer as well. Despite her willowy appearance, she was leanly muscled and just as strong as Spyro.
Nguyen stood a little ways away from the others, looking at the dark fortress that lay in front of them. He, too, had grown and was just a bit smaller than Blane when he was in his dragon form. His horns had grown out and curved down, while another horn had begun to grow from his chin like a beard.
"Are you sure the defenses will still work?" he asked, looking over at the others.
"They were designed to last hundreds of years of non-use," Cynder explained, "so unless someone decided to sabotage them, which I highly doubt, everything should still be in working order."
"Uh, guys, someone's coming out," Deryx said, gripping the hilt of his sword. The others turned to see the door opening and a large armored figure coming out. The armor was as black as the castle and purplish electricity connected the pieces of armor together. It held a dark sword in one gauntlet hand while a black shield was attached to the other.
"Oh no, someone activated the defenses!" Cynder exclaimed.
"The Electric King?" Spyro questioned, sounding confused, "Didn't I kill you already?"
The Electric King let out a dark, metallic laugh as he pointed his evil-looking sword at the group.
"Talea, Cynder, stay back!" Deryx shouted, pulling out his sword, "We'll handle this!"
"But-!" the two of them began to object but Spyro cut them off.
"Keep the children safe!" he yelled, his gaze on the Electric King.
"No fair…" Talea complained before she turned around and found herself fact-to-face with a creature that seemed to be made of the same type of crystal that was growing all around them. Behind it were several smaller versions of it.
"Gem…golems?" Cynder said, surprised.
"Looks like we get to fight after all," Talea said excitedly.
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Well, stuff went down, conversations were had, new characters were introduced, and old characters were revamped. All in all, a good chapter, I suppose. To Alec and phoenix, if I got their personalities wrong, let me know and I'll adjust it and make it better. Till next time guys, I'm going to go bash my head into a wall now because I feel brain dead.