Sorry for not updating last week. I worked all weekend. Thank God though for the snow day today. I'm glad the Chicago land area is under more than a half a foot of snow. So yeah, here is the next chapter. It's short sorry, but whatever. Merry Christmas if I don't get to update before then. Please R&R.
Chapter 6: The Temple of Time
About a month had passed and a fleet of ships were nearing their destination, the White Isles. Spyro and Cynder looked from the deck of the ship watching the islands grow closer. Spyro directed the ship to the island that he remembered from the Night of Eternal Darkness. Once there the ships began offloading the people and supplies into smaller boats that headed to shore.
Spyro, Cynder, Shadedulath, Walker, and a small group of veteran Shadows began exploring the island, following Spyro as he remembered his way through the ruins, avoiding traps, enemies, and the elemental caves. They eventually came to the elemental caves' entrances.
Spyro stopped and looked at the caves' entrances. They were closed. Spyro looked down in the small depression in the center of the chamber. The blue teleportation pad glowed with energy and Spyro jumped down onto it. Spyro motioned for them to join him. They did so and white energy particles surrounded them until a flash of white blinded them. When the light faded they were on a crystal platform surrounded by space.
A female voice sounded, "He who solely defeated the dark has returned with friends and love one."
A white light appeared on the platform and transformed into what Spyro feared most. Cynder's evil form.
Spyro charged forward and blasted the elemental dragon with fire. The flames damaged it and it roared swiping its tail at Spyro. The color of the dragon changed to green and Cynder charged in clawing at the great elemental beast.
Shadedulath and his men watched in confusion and wondered why the dragons were fighting the larger one.
The dragon turned yellow and Spyro cast an arc of lightning at the dragon, stunning it for only a moment. Cynder avoiding being hit by the large dragon and moved in for a close range attack against the beast. Spyro held his current until the dragon turned red again. Both Spyro and Cynder then used their fire to torch the dragon. The dragon reared back and swiped its great wings in front of itself, knocking both Spyro and Cynder back.
At that point three arrows struck the elemental dragon. It turned its head towards its attacker and found three Shadows of Katsumoto with bows in hand and two others with their katana in hand. Shadedulath and Walker both had their weapons out as well. The dragon charged them and they scattered.
The dragon followed Walker who ran to the right of it. The dragon swung its great tail and turned green. Walker dived over the tail and swung a bladed whip at its tail. The whip's blades dug in and stopped the dragon's tail. Walker spun, swinging his second whip at the elemental beast's long neck. The beast roared in pain and flailed wildly, but Walker held firm. Shadedulath came up and swung his blades cutting into the sides of the beast. Several more arrows entered the dragon's side causing more pain.
The elemental dragon knocked them aside and Spyro and Cynder charged in. Spyro fired an earth shot, knocking the dragon back. It swung its long tail at Spyro who dodged it, but Cynder wasn't as lucky. She was hit on her head by the tail, falling unconscious onto the crystal surface.
"Cynder!" Spyro shouted.
He ran over to her and knelt next to her. The great elemental got back up and charged at Spyro. Spyro slowly turned towards his opponent and thrust his horn up into the larger dragon's chest. The beast cried out with a loud roar and fell on top of Spyro. Shadedulath, Walker, and the others ran over to them.
Spyro has pulling himself out from underneath the dragon and dragged himself to Cynder. He knew he had broken several things while under the weight of the great elemental dragon, but he cared not. He only cared about making sure Cynder was ok.
Her breathing was normal and she was still warm with life, which relieved Spyro. He nuzzled her, whispering her name as well. He got a small reaction and licked her cheek, whispering her name again a little louder. She moved her head and slowly opened her eyes.
He licked her cheek again and she smiled.
"How you doing?" Spyro asked.
"Ok," Cynder replied, "And you my purple boy?"
Spyro smiled like he had done something wrong and Cynder's smile faded into a look of concern asking, "Spyro are you ok?"
"Somewhat," Spyro answered.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I'm not sure yet," Spyro answered, "I beat the dragon, it fell on me, I pulled myself out, and was too occupied to care about my injuries until I found out if you were ok. I probably have a broken bone or two."
"Aw," Cynder said, "You are sweet," she kissed him, "Well you need to be taken care of obviously."
"Like the other time?" Spyro asked unsure at what she was getting at, "No not until you get better."
Cynder helped Spyro up and she supported him as he hopped along on his two left legs that weren't broken.
Shadedulath looked around and asked, "How do we get out of here?"
As if asking that question was the key, white light particles gathered to them and teleported them.
They appeared in a large room with two large wooden doors. The doors opened and Spyro and Cynder led the way inside. Shadedulath and his men followed them and found a massive hourglass in the middle of the room. Ancient stone shelves lined the walls, which were filled with books.
A large grey dragon came around the hourglass and looked at his guests. The three bowmen notched an arrow and drew it back ready to fire.
Shadedulath noticed and shouted, "Don't shoot!"
One arrow though escaped and flew towards the ancient dragon. The arrow stopped a couple inches from his chest.
The arrow fell to the ground and the grey dragon smiled, "Don't worry. For I will not harm you humans, if you are friends of Spyro then you are welcome here."
Shadedulath bowed low and said, "Thank you Lord of Time."
"No need to bow Shadedulath Katsumotoson," the Chronicler said.
"Katsumotoson?" asked Walker who was confused.
"Yes," the Chronicler replied, "Shadedulath was chosen by Katsumoto to succeed him and therefore Shadedulath inherits the name of Katsumoto," the Chronicler turned to Spyro and asked, "What in the realms happened to you young dragon, you look terrible."
"I beat your dragon spirit again, which nearly flattened me," Spyro replied.
"I see," the Chronicler said, "And you must be Cynder. I have to say I'm surprised that you are in good shape seeing how Spyro is."
"He was protecting me," Cynder replied nicely.
"And I'm not surprised about that at all," the ancient dragon responded, "He had shown a great deal of concern for you when we last met."
Spyro looked down and blushed.
Cynder turned and looked at him. She licked him on the cheek and said, "You were crazy about me that long ago?"
"Yeah," Spyro slowly replied.
"Well I was crazy about you back then also," she returned.
"Well might I ask why you are here?" the Chronicler asked.
Shadedulath stepped forward and said, "We have come to seek assistance from you, if you are willing to of course."
"From Marthaeter?" the Chronicler asked, "You and your forces are unable to hold them back?"
Shadedulath nodded. The Chronicler looked into the hourglass as if he was being given help from someone on a great plane.
He turned back to Shadedulath after a minute and said, "As much as I wish not to. I realize that my forces are required to keep the realm out of darkness. I give you my protectors. They will obey you and will do their job well."
"Thank you, great Lord of Time," Shadedulath said bowing.
"You are welcome young Shadedulath," the Chronicler replied, "I trust your abilities. You all may stay here until all of my protectors arrive from their various locations."
"Who long will it take?" asked Spyro.
"About two weeks," the grey dragon responded.
