Chapter 23: Escape from Dante's Freezer

Silver: Hello everyone welcome back to the Forgotten Legend! The story that just doesn't make sense. Haha just kidding. (Whispering) Hopefully. Anyways can't really tell if people are bored with this story or if you guys aren't interested, would be great if you guys would let me know. It would kinda help me build so confidence in this story and in my writing ability.

Disclaimers.

I do not own the Spyro characters or story only my own OCs and storyline. And if you don't like the story then just don't read it.

Silvus' POV:

Taking off the goggles I looked around at the walls of the village that were all torn down. Most of the buildings were left in ashes. We found many piles of dragon and ghoul armor but no bodies.

I stood in what used to be the courtyard of the temple that now is reduced to rubble. Though I didn't spend much time in this village I was saddened by its sudden but expected destruction.

Walking through the street past armor and rubble, heading for the main gate, I realized that though we lost the village we took down what was truly important.

Cynder. The name echoing through my head as I came to a stop to a long and wide trail of blood. Though it could have been anyone's it didn't take long to figure out that the only thing that large in this battle, was my enemy.

The death of her did not calm my nerves any less, but it did bring me comfort that my mother has finally been avenged. Though I did not take her down myself I still warned them of her coming, and that definitely counts in my book.

Turning away from the images and the bloodstain cobblestone I headed back into the ruined village in search for Kafto. He was the whole reason we came here instead of fleeing. I had a feeling that he came back to find his old home. Maybe for some sort of memory or looking for something to remember. Either way I still need to find him and get us out of here.

Annoyingly I do not remember where his home is. Though it looked different from any other building, but that was before everything was blasted to smithereens.

I began making my way back to the courtyard when a I suddenly heard a large band followed by several clashes. My head raised immediately to try and see where it came from. When I could not find it my head dropped and headed towards where I thought I heard the noise.

I kept walking in that direction until another clash and bang rang through the air except it was farther away. I groaned in frustration that I went the complete opposite direction.

Instead of walking I ran just to make up time for my mistake. Another clash and bang rang through the air. It sound like it was coming right behind this pile of debris. I ran around it saying.

"Hey Kafto what are you-" I skidded to a stop to see an ape almost as short as I was but just a bit taller.

He was rummaging through a pile of dragon and ghoul's armor until he looked up in surprise at my sudden appearance. In his armors were several helmet of both species and several ghoul chestplates, but he dropped it all when I appeared. It made a very loud clashing noise, it probably could be heard from the whole village, or what's left of it.

The ape looked at me with fear in his eyes but it quickly slipped away for an unknown reason. Then he burst out laughing for some odd reason.

"If any shouda survived this raid, I di'n't think it woulda been a whelping!" He said laughing his but off. "This sould be too easy."

The ape pulled out a jagged sword of sorts and charged at me. Without thinking I shot an icicle out of my mouth. It was rather small an inaccurate. It blew past the ape and a long shot.

The ape stopped a few feet away from me and looked amused by my sad attempt of attacking him. He charged once again but this time I was ready. As soon as he got close enough I shot another icicle aimed at his face.

Instead the icicle was buried into his chest. Though that wasn't where I intended it I still hit him. The ape stopped inches from my face, I look of surprise was plastered across his face. A grin began to appear on my face but soon disappeared at the same time as the ape's look of surprise. A look of anger soon replaced the look of surprise. The ape raised his sword and brought it down at me. I waiting frighteningly for the blade of the ape to hit it's mark, but it never came.

I reopened my eyes to see the ape drop his sword and another look of surprise on his face. I side stepped out of range of the ape to see behind him was Kafto with his claws buried in his back.

The ape fell out of Kafto's fatal claws with a groan and then silence. Kafto looked down at the ape with a smirk then he looked at me and the smirk disappeared. He walked right up to me examining me.

"Are you hurt?" He asked.

"Nope didn't leave a mark." I replied smiling.

When he did return the smile I grew confused and maybe a bit saddened.

"Than where did get that gash on your cheek?" He said accusingly.

Instantly I brought my paw up to my right cheek. All I felt was a cut running from my jaw to the bottom of my eye.

I took the blade that Gal-tor gave me out of my satchel, took off the leather pouch it was in, and examined the dried blood of the sharp edge of the blade. My blood.

"The blade that ape had." Kafto with recognition. "How did you get it? Why did you even keep it? Dragon don't need blades! They have claws."

I looked down at my right paw with the missing claw. Then back at the blade. My claws and the blade were almost the exact same in color, well, the sharp edge was the same but the rest looked like a faded white.

"Gal-tor found it and gave it to me." I replied. Kafto continued to look at me expectantly. "This blade was made from my claw, and I think I have right to it."

Kafto looked satisfied with that answer as he approached to get a better look. He stared at the blood smeared edge then to my claws then back again.

"I see the resemblance. Your claws are silver and the edge of the blade is also silver." He said.

Silver. I know that color has some sort of meaning to me, but that meaning has been long forgotten.

"As a memory." I said without thinking at all. I had no idea what I meant by that statement whatsoever.

Kafto looked at me with a hard face, then it softened slowly.

"I know how you feel." He said. "That's why I came back here. To find a memory."

He looked around the ruined village with a saddened but yet content expression.

"Did you find one?" I asked, he looked at me with sad eyes and I realized that I shouldn't have. "I'm sorry I really-"

"No it's fine." He said shuffling his wings uncomfortably. "I did find a memory. One that survived."

He shuffled his wings once again but this time slowly setting down a rectangular object. I looked up at Kafto for permission. He gestured for me to come look at it.

I gasped in realization to what it was.

It was the sketch of Kafto's family. In the back was an adult fire dragon that looked like Kafto but older. Next to this dragon was an ice dragoness that looked kind of Kafta but older, I'm guessing that these were their parents.

Now in the front row there was a teenage Kafto and Kafto but smiling for the sketcher, as well as their parents. But something in Kafto's arms caught my eye. I was a little dragon, one that looked like it just hatched that day. I came to realize that it was little snow in Kafto's arms.

This picture brought a tear to my eye of Kafto's family together. But there was one thing that I was curious about.

"Where are your parents?" I asked, Kafto seemed to tense up like he expected the question.

"I" He started. "I-I'd rather not talk about it."

I nodded upon realizing that it was a rather touchy subject. I understand just how hard it is to lose someone. The pain of it should not be remembered.

"We should get out of here." Kafto said breaking my train of thought.

Taking one last look at the picture I realized something. Kafto needs something to carry it in. I looked back on my satchel, deciding whether the picture could fit inside. Well, there's only one way to find out.

Kafto began to lift the picture back up onto his back. I walked up to him quickly stopping him.

"Do you want me to hold onto it?" I asked. My proposal didn't exactly leave him smiling. "I mean in my satchel."

Kafto looked from the picture to my satchel, as if he was deciding what to do. I sudden howl of apes in the distance hastened that decision. He took the sketch from his back and quickly stuffed it in my bag. It fit perfectly.

His unhappy look turned into a concentrated look.

"First things first." He started. "We need off this island."

"Then where?" I asked.

Kafto began to run towards the main gate. The place we entered from just three days ago. It felt like ages ago.

"Once were off the island then we will decide that." He said and I nodded in response.

As we ran we noticed that the same blizzard was still raging on. I quickly pulled the goggles out of my satchel without disturbing the sketch.

I sighed in relief as my vision cleared of whiteness. There were several hill we had to run over, several large rocks were standing in our way. Kafto wouldn't be able to see them.

"Get in front of me and hold onto my tail." I said while running in front but I could not feel his paw on my tail. "Grab onto it!" Yelling at him.

"I can see it!" Kafto replied.

Though I wasn't satisfied with the answer I decided to just drop it.

As the first rock came in our path I vired left, but I didn't get very far when I heard a small thuck. I turned to see what had made the notice and what I saw made me laugh, loudly. Kafto had ran straight into the rock.

He backed up slowly while rubbing his head.

"I'm holding onto the tail." He said grabbing hold of my tail.

We quickly picked up our our pace after Kafto's little ran in. We passed several more rocks and ran over many hills thankfully without running into any apes or ghouls, but our luck would not hold any longer.

As we ran and ran several skeletal looking creatures were approaching on our right. They didn't look anything like ghouls. Instead they ran on four paws.

"Stop." I said and instantly Kafto stopped.

"What do you see?" He asked. "Apes?"

"No it's...something else." I said.

"Ghouls?"

"Sorta. Except they run on four paws."

These goggles block out all snow so I was able to see Kafto's troubled expression. At that I grew curious.

"What are they?" I asked.

He turned to me at the sound of my voice.

"Ghoul hounds." He replied. "Quick point me in their direction."

"There." I said pointing a claw straight at them.

"I can't see your claw."

"Whoops."

This time I walked right up in his face and moved his head in the direction of the ghoul hounds that were running straight at us, as if they could see us through this raging blizzard.

"You may want to stand back." Kafto said.

I slowly back away so that I was next to him but away from his head.

Kafto got into a stance like he was about to pounce on something, but instead he lowered his head then jumped upwards towards the ghoul hounds that were still several yards away. As he did so a huge fireball was launched from his maw.

The flaming monstrosity was so hot that I could feel it from where I was standing. The humongous fireball was headed straight for the ghoul hounds, and they seemed to see it.

As the fireball approached they quickly made a large turnaround as a pack. I quickly took off the goggles to see that the fireball was defiantly visible through the blinding blizzard.

The fireball also seemed that it was attracted to the ghoul hounds and quickly followed after them. Soon the fire hit its mark and the explosion was the certainly the loudest I've ever heard. Once the smoke cleared the ghoul hound were clearly disintegrated.

"Did I get em'?" Kafto asked.

I simple uh huh was all I gave him. I'm going to have to remind myself never to get on his bad side. If I see him again after we escape the island.

"Then let's get moving before everyone who heard that makes their way over here!" Kafto yelled over the howling wind.

I quickly continued onward to the direction we were heading. It didn't take long for us to reach the shore. Once we made it my goggles were no longer of any use, but I stuff it back in my bag just in case.

Once I finished with the goggles I gasped at what we saw. Two of the ape ships surrounding the island were completely frozen in an arch like fashion.

"You think it was the blizzard?" I asked Kafto.

"No they are not close enough to the shoreline. This...this was something else." He said. "Or someone."

"You think it was the general?" I asked.

"Possibly." Kafto said. "Come on let's go while we have the chance. We'll head for the closest island"

As Kafto spread his wings he casted a nervous glance at my satchel.

"Don't worry I won't lose it." I said confidently.

Soon enough we took off flying, and soon enough we were far enough away from Dante's Freezer to be caught. Soon we will bring the good news that Cynder has fallen, but also be the bearer of bad news of losing both Dante's Freezer and the alliance with the ghouls. Though which might have already been delivered, if some escaped before we did.

Soon we settle on a small uninhabited island and laid down to rest after this eventful day.

Silver: Eventful day indeed. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I'll see you all next time.