Legened of Spyro : Awakening

Chapter 3: Darke Meeting's

Darke laughed. "Well, mister cheetah… could you let me go?" Darke laughed nervously as he felt the rope tighten around his neck.

"They don't listen to you…. a smart thing to do." Morain said in a bored voice. He was a gray ape wearing black armor and carried around a backpack, and a giant sword. The sword was called Bastet. But as of now, his sword and backpack had ben stolen from him, and his arms had been tied up.

"You are to be judged by Chief Fang." A cheetah muttered.

"Chief Fang? But Prowlus is the-" Morian started, but was cut off by a growl from the same cheetah.

"Don't speak his name. He sided with the dragons and our great leader Fang revolted. " The cheetah growled.

"Huh, racist fools." Morain muttered. Darke laughed

"Your one to talk, Morain." The cheetah growled once more.

"Were here. Shut up, and follow the damn rules while your alive." Darke raised an eyebrow.

"That is it, I'm getting out of here." The cheetah turned and then froze, feeling his body freeze up." Darke laughed as he cut through Morain's ropes, .

"I thought I would have to use my ability on apes, not on cheetah's, don't you think?" Darke joked as Morain obtained his weapons and supplies.

"Lets get out of here and- whats that smell?" Darke said oddly. Morain turned.

"What smell?"

"Smells like an ice dragon, but its covered in a dark dragon's smell." Darke said

Morain looked up to see an ice dragon fly away with a small, black scaled dragon.

Black scaled dragon… BLACK SCALED DRAGON! Only one black scaled dragon exists in this world! THATS "That's Cynder!" Morain said, not noticing Darke bunching his legs.

"Okay Morain you need to get on for two reasons. One, my spell is fading fast, so get on!" Morain followed Darke's instructions and jumped on his back. Darke flew up immediattly .

"Second reason? Were going after that dragon!" Darke growled. He blasted through the air.

"What? Why?"

"That's Cynder. We don't know whats going on, but she's now frozen, and the ice dragon is running away from the city. You're the smart one Morain, do the math!" Morain groaned.

"Always the hero, right?" Morain asked. Darke nodded.

"Yup, and look, were almost there." Morain stared at the ice. He also felt Darke activate the Shadow Element. If he jumped of Darke and attacked the ice dragon with Bastet, the ice dragon might let go of Cynder.

"I have an idea, when I say go, zoom right past the ice dragon, I'm going to jump and attack the ice dragon and make let go of Cynder, then you catch Cynder with your claws and I jump back on your back. " Morain explained his idea. Darke nodded.

"When ever, just lose some pounds, you are heavy." Darke smirked. Morain rolled his eyes.

"GO!" He yelled. Darke zoomed past the ice dragon. Morain jumped and stabbed the ice dragon in the wings. The dragon roared in pain and confusion. It let go of the black dragoness. Darke zoomed under the ice dragon and caught Cynder.

"The hell? You apes protecting the Terror?" The ice dragon yowled.

"No, my teenage dragon friend actually just saw you seemingly running away with the Terror, and he couldn't help but think you were trying to hurt her. And they way indicates that as well. " Morain said and ripped Bastet out.

"Goodbye, and so long." Morain jumped off, Morain fell at an incredible speed.

'If that moron of a dragon forgets to save me he is in som much trouble in the after life.

"Wawooh!" Darke yowled, appearing right under Morain just in time. Morain used his ape-like reflexes to grab on too the scaly beast. Darke smirked and flew away, with the black dragoness and the gray ape. The ice dragon growled in pain as it flew down to rest.

Who were those guys?

One Hour Later, Near the city of Warfang.

Cynder opened her eyes.

"Where am I?" She muttered.

"Safe from that ice dragon." A dark and gold scaled dragon with a gold tail grinned.

Cynder shook from her stupor. She looked in shock at Morain and Darke. Morain was reading a book while Darke was staring. at Cynder.

"Who are you? Where am I? And why is that ape reading a book?" Morain chuckled.

"An ice dragon with some sort of vendetta against you froze you and grabbed you. I distracted the dragon and then Darke saved you. Then we waited for you to thaw out. I'm Morain, an ape army outcast who after some conversation, decided go to the ape colony. Sadly, we got cut off by the Ape Army, and thanks to Darke's scheme, we learned that the apes have gone religious. " Morain's dry tone made Cynder giggle.

"Finally, we helped cheetah's defeat a large amount of the ape army, but then they captured us! We escaped of course, and saved you." The gray ape sighed. "Now my completely moronic friend here plans to go to the city of Warfang, and we will bring you there for some sort of reward, maybe even passage to the ape colony." Morain explained calmly.

Cynder nodded, understanding.

"The Guardian's are sure to help you two out, since you saved me from that ice dragon." She said with a smile. Darke grinned.

"Lets go then! Lets go to Warfang, bring cutey here home and-OW!" Darke screamed as Morain hit Darke.

"Don't insult Cynder like that. Calling her cutey? You disrespect her!" He said, continuing hitting. Cynder laughed.

"I guess years of serving Cynder created a habit of defending her honor!" Darke muttered. Morain growled. "You moronic, cocky, IDIOT!" HE said bunching Darke one more time.

"Lets go meet the Guardian's." Morain said walking away. Darke stared.

"What's with him?" Darke asked while staring. Cynder stared as well.

"I don't really know." Cynder said.

(END OF CHAPTER #3)