Fire and Shadow
Spyro and Cynder woke with a start when a foul stench wafted into their nostrils. The stink was so overpowering that Spyro had difficulty standing. Cynder gagged and stood beside Spyro, she coughed out some shadow fire accidentally and nearly ripped Spyro's scales apart. He yelped but that made him light headed so he didn't try to speak again. Spyro was worried because neither he nor Cynder were fit to fight anything even the smallest grublin. One hit would probably tear their remaining vitality from their draconic bodies. And what was worse, friendly creatures normally know what a bar of soap and water looks like and use them. Generally.
"What is that stink?" gagged Cynder "I think I'm gonna faint."
"Please don't," pleaded Spyro "I can hear someone coming."
Cynder listened and she too heard a rustling in the nearby forest; it was very close.
Spyro heard a low whistle and yelled
"DUCK!"
Something thin and sharp whipped over Cynder's head and embedded itself in a rock. Cynder looked and saw a black arrow. The arrowhead was sharp barbed and oozed with a black liquid that was probably poison. Cynder started to panic. Spyro couldn't blame her; the arrow would have carved a hole in her throat. Another arrowed followed aimed for Spyro's foot. He dodged that and another arrow aimed for his tail. A realisation hit Spyro like a rock.
"Cynder get behind me. It seems that it's only you that whoever it is is trying to kill."
She obeyed without hesitation. The arrows stopped for a bit and in the lull Spyro yelled.
"Come on and show yourself. And if you fire one more arrow I'll hunt and kill you."
The speech was slow and halting because Cynder had been whispering in Spyro's ear about what to say.
`The answer was a savage roar that shook the leaves on the trees. Before the dragons could react two creatures leapt from the trees and landed just in front of them.
The newcomers were grotesque putrid and evil looking (Maybe because they are evil) with furry bodies looked as if they had the worst case of mange ever. Luminous green venomous saliva drooled from their mouths. Slung across their backs were bows of the finest make. Huge filthy claws grasped wicked flamberges one in each hand (Yes they're the monsters from last chapter). A wicked blade even sharper than Cynder's protruded from their tails. The creatures' eyes were yellow bulbous and hypnotic pits of fire and lightning. The stink around them intensified until it rendered the dragons absolutely useless and incapacitated.
Spyro only regained his senses when the larger of the Mangelizards lunged at Cynder
Spyro ceased using Ice tail and instead blasted a searing fire at the Mangelizards face. Bad idea. The exertion weakened him but the Mangelizard was barely harmed. He laughed and revealed a helmet on his head which looked familiar… Elemental Armour! Spyro remembered the Elite enemies he and Cynder had fought in addition to the problems they had had. The helmet had been invisible until the Mangelizard had revealed it to discourage Spyro. Spyro looked at the helmet in fear especially when he saw what colour it was… PURPLE. That meant that only Spyro's Dragon element could destroy it. Cynder was driven back by the small Mangelizard until she was beside Spyro; she like him was completely exhausted.
"Cynder we are in a lot of trouble. That thing has Elemental Armour that only Dragon breath can destroy. Which I'm far too weak to use."
"So this is it then,"
Spyro looked at her. Meanwhile the two Mangelizards were advancing menacingly on their prey. The larger one growled. "The purple one need not fear that he is going to die our hands. We are not allowed to kill him by orders of our master."
He pointed at Cynder. "You on the other hand you pain in the ass dragoness shall die slowly and painfully for our own amusement."
The smaller Mangelizard now seemed a bit uneasy about killing Cynder now. Spyro noticed this and he felt something stir in an ancient part of his being that he was well accustomed to… A presence from the beginning of time flowed through Spyro and his young dragon body started to flood with power. He closed his eyes and started to shake as the power overwhelmed and consumed him. His heart and brain started to burn as if they were on fire. His eyes snapped open and they were now glowing purple. The larger Mangelizard started to raise his swords so as to bring them down and stop Spyro. Let's just say it didn't work. The Mangelizard was blasted by a huge Dragon Breath before being wiped from existence by the ancient power. Smashing the Elemental Armour had drained all the new energy Spyro had been granted with and he was more done in than ever.
The other Mangelizard was now terrified and Spyro tried to ignore the yellow puddle at his feet. He pleaded with The two dragons to spare his life.
"Please sir and miss don't kill me please I was just following orders and I promise never to kill anyone again, I'll become a healer and help everyone just please spare me."
Spyro thought he saw something leave the Mangelizard and was about to speak when Cynder overrode him. "Why should we grant you mercy? Who is your master and why did he or she not want Spyro dead."
The Mangelizard just stood there and shivered as a sudden cold washed over the land. The feeling stirred inside Spyro again and he recognised it now. Pity. He breathed a thin wash of flame over the Mangelizards body to warm it even though he was struggling to stand himself. The Mangelizard looked at Spyro in confusion as did Cynder. Spyro smiled at her.
"Well I saved you from Malefor so I think I can save him here."
Cynder's eyes softened as she remembered that day in Convexity. She smiled and stared at the Mangelizard for a moment before engulfing him in shadow fire. The Mangelizard screamed in terror and Spyro stared at Cynder in horror. Cynder ceased breathing shadow fire. The Mangelizard was revealed unharmed except his fur was gone revealing smooth green scales.
"There. You're free now, your master shouldn't be able to recognise you anymore.2
2But if he does here" Spyro breathed a thin column of fire on the flamberge. The sword was now fiery white and the serrated edge was keen (sharp) enough to cut through diamond with ease.
Without the fur and muck the Mangelizard didn't look evil at all and he didn't stink anymore. He bowed to the dragons and then picked up his sword.
"Thank you honoured dragons. Now I shall try to repay you." He whispered "I don't know what my master wants but I can tell you his name. "Darkwrath "
Upon uttering the name the he fled into the woods his green scales flashing with every movement.
Well that is chapter 4 for you I wanted Spyro and Cynder to show someone mercy because in the game all you seem to do is kill everyone. Tell me if you got bored with me describing the creatures again or if the chapter was good or not. Please review