Well it has been a while hasn't it? I had horrible writer's block and this is mostly a filler chapter, but I did add characters as you will see who will be important. Sorry the quality of writing in this chapter may be lacking, but again writer's block, I'm trying to get to parts that I clearly have thought out not to mention that this semester has been rough. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter and please R&R.
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Chapter 6: Loyalties
"What?" asked Cynder, confused and frightened by his statement.
"I just had a dream of attacking the Celestial Caves," Spyro slowly recounted, "We made it all the way to the Temple of Time, before…"
"Before what Spyro?" Cynder asked, "What happened?"
"Some…big, glowing…warrior had me pinned and he was about to kill me when I woke up," Spyro explained.
Cynder was silent, she could think of no way to avoid the future event. Malefor would surely have them take the White Isles and if they refused, they would be killed.
"Spyro I will do whatever I can to ensure that you don't die," Cynder said.
"Thanks," Spyro replied as his licked her cheek, "Just don't die. I don't know what I would do without you."
"I know," she smiled.
"Let's head back to our master to inform him of the good news," Spyro suggested.
"Let's," Cynder replied.
"Well done my apprentices," the large purple dragon said.
Three black dragons where kneeling before Malefor. All three seemed to be around Malefor's size and age. All of them looked exactly the same as one another. The only difference was the tail weapons, each unique but similar in overall design. The first had a single straight edged blade on his tail. The second had two straight edged blades that sprouted out from his tail at forty-five degree angles. The third had three straight edged blades one of them was larger than the other two and was just the first's while two smaller blades grow out of the tail just like the second's. The three rose and looked to their master for their instruction.
"Thank you master," they replied in unison.
"As for your next mission," Malefor said, "You have a dangerous, but vital task."
"Whatever you need master," one said.
"Grex, Krelas, and Venirax you three must kill Spyro," Malefor stated, "He is more resistant to my power than I wish him to be. He is a threat to us."
"When shall we kill him?" asked Venirax.
"Once he clears the Isles' defenses and I kill the Chronicler," Malefor informed them, "I will tell you when to act. Now go I'm to greet them as they return from what should have been their deaths."
The three dragons bowed and said, "Yes master."
They left the chamber and Malefor descended the slope from which he sat and exited his chamber. The large purple dragon was rarely seen outside of the chamber and all who were in the halls quickly bowed before their master despite the surprise of his sudden appearance.
Malefor passed his servants, not caring for what they were doing. He only cared about the success of his plan. He need both of them killed and soon. Those two were the only threat to his reign and he misjudged them a great deal. He believed that he had more time until they began to develop their personalities again, but the powers of Convexity were strong in both making their futures unpredictable.
Malefor found himself outside looking at the gates of his fortress and seeing his army return. To the east smoke filled the sky and the fires could be seen in the once grand city of Warfang.
Malefor turned back to his army and noticed Spyro and Cynder heading his way. When they reached him they bowed and informed him of their success.
"Good," Malefor said as he turned and walked back inside the mountain halls, "You both have been loyal to me more than anyone else has been. I trust that there were no cases of lost moral from anyone?"
Spyro and Cynder were silent for a moment and Malefor stopped, "Well? Are you going to wait for me to ask again? Speak!"
Cynder took a step back and stuttered, "O-o-only one case m-m-master, but the warrior was executed by General Spyro on the spot."
"Good work Spyro," Malefor said as he began walking again, "I see you follow my orders to the point."
"Of course…master," Spyro said struggling with the last word.
Spyro and Cynder quickly realized that their master might have noticed and prayed that he didn't. Malefor smiled to himself seeing that what he recently discovered was coming true. This was a time of confusion for Spyro, years under darkness has clouded his mind making it difficult to see the truth even as he was begin to break away from the dark.
"I have another task for both of you," Malefor stated, "It is time to end this war. The last resistance is in the White Isles. There are small pockets around the realm still, but that is already being taken care of."
"When do we leave master?" asked Spyro.
"Immediately," Malefor replied, "We must waste no time. Give the troops time to resupply and then head south to the coast a fleet should be there."
"As you wish," Spyro said.
They reached the doors to Malefor's chamber when Spyro and Cynder took their leave.
Malefor said, "Spyro a moment alone."
Spyro nodded to Cynder who smiled before heading down the hall.
"I want you to have the Isles cleared in three years," Malefor instructed, "I will be redirecting all forces to assist you. Do not come back until the Isles are secure and if you do I will kill you and Cynder."
"I will do so master," Spyro said bowing before he headed down the hall after Cynder.
"Either way you are dead Spyro and I have won," Malefor said as he entered his chamber.
Spyro and Cynder were in their quarters curled up against each other getting as much rest as they could before their next task. Their rest was cut short when a servant was at a door alerting them of the army's readiness. They left their room and headed outside towards the waiting army.
The army was fully mobilized and eager for battle. War chants, sword clanging against shields, and the steady beat of warriors striking the butt of their spears and pikes into the ground.
Spyro and Cynder silently passed by the force and headed out through the fortress gate and the army followed. Their direction was southwest so that they would arrive at Mt. Malefor to meet with stranglers around the area. It would be at least a two day march with the army until they reached the ruined mountain and it had only been midday of the first day of marching when Spyro was growing irritated.
Cynder took to the air and motioned for Spyro to follow. Spyro took off after her and when they were in the air far enough away from the army Cynder turned and looked at Spyro.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked.
"This is taking too long," Spyro complained, "We could already be there."
"But without an army to help," Cynder countered, "Just try to relax and think of this as a few days you can spend with me without our master watching over us."
"I guess so," Spyro replied, "I just want to get this over with so badly."
"So we can have more time together once the mission is finished?" Cynder asked.
Spyro was surprised that she had picked up on where his point of going.
"You know that the master will just give us another mission," Cynder stated, "We aren't going to get more time than we usually get for a long time."
"Yeah…unless…" Spyro said, "Unless we become the masters."
"Spyro what do you mean?" Cynder asked concerned.
"Master wants to be present and kill the Chronicler," Spyro explained, "When he is occupied the most we can kill him and be the masters. Just think about it, no more missions, no more taking orders that we don't want. We would be in charge."
"That would be nice," Cynder said thinking it over, "That way I could have you all to myself."
"Very true," Spyro smiled.
"Let's do it," Cynder responded.
Grex, Krelas, and Venirax were watching the progress of the army from afar.
"What are they doing?" Grex asked.
"They are mates remember or so to be," Krelas replied, "They are going to be spending a lot of time together especially now that the master is unable to interrupt them."
"Very true," Venirax agreed, "Of course they are not nearly as loyal as they should be so they may be planning freedom from the master for their benefits."
The other two nodded in agreement and concluded to watch them closely.
Even in ruins Mt. Malefor was grand and still held power, just the thing needed to frighten the rebels in the surrounding area. A small group of apes were the only creatures loyal to Malefor and so they joined with the army.
Spyro saw this as a wasted trip and ordered that they continue the journey. They turned southwards and the army advanced to the ocean which was still some distance away.
Far away in the Temple of Time the Chronicler watches them from a Pool of Visions. The great dragon turned away from the pool and looked at a great warrior made of white energy.
"They approach master?" the being asked.
"Indeed," the ancient time-keeper replied, "Gather all guardians and spirits. They must not desecrate this sacred land."
"And what of the two dragons?" the entity asked.
"There is still hope for both," the Chronicler said, "They must see though that there is no hope in darkness. Make them realize this."
The Chronicler left the room and the warrior bowed saying, "I never fail master."