Chapter 25: Kafto

Silver: Another week another chapter. Not much to say this week but updating may become more frequent because summer is right around the corner. No promises though. Anyways disclaimer time.

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

Silvus' POV:

Even though I didn't agree to this I am enjoying seeing the Realms. We've pasted over several forests and seen many mountains. Places that I hope that I can go back to.

But that's not the only thing on my mind.

Currently we are flying over a huge green forest. Trees as far as the eye can go. The only thing that stands out above the green was Kafto. If anyone was flying high above us they would be able to see his red scales.

Alas only us seemed to be around. No matter how far we traveled we haven't found any dragons, nor apes. Just me and my friend Kafto.

Kafto…..Do I even consider him a friend? Yes he has been with me awhile and saved my life a couple times. Yet I hardly know anything about my strange companion.

I began to start at the fire drake wondering. What is his past? Why did he leave his family all those years ago? So many questions, so little answers.

I didn't know if I actually wanted to ask these questions only because I am curious? Or because I can't stand the silence. Either way it seems that Kafto is unaffected by its curse. He just kept flying on in total silence. Even as the sun began to set to the west he did not stop.

"Kafto?" I said.

He grunted in response.

"Shouldn't we, ya know, land for the night?" I asked.

Instead of giving me a response he immediately dived toward the trees. With little hesitation I followed. Kafto cut right through the top of the trees where I could not see him.

As soon as flew through the trees I met Kafto on the other side. Just not in the way I thought I would.

Once I cut through I met Kafto's back from where he was descending. The force of my dive was enough to knock both him and I out of the sky.

I landed right on my back thankfully not breaking anything, Kafto wasn't so lucky. Kafto happened to land on his right wing his weight crushing it. A loud snapping sound followed by a screech was heard from Kafto.

I was on my feet immediately rushing over to Kafto. He was laying completely still on his right wing. Taking several deep breaths he rolled over onto his back trying to spread his wings. The left went out perfectly while the right bent in a strange way.

Kafto was just laying there. Eyes closed and low breathing. I began to check if he had any more injuries but there was none as far as I could tell.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

No response. I walked up to his head and repeated the question. Once again I got no response out of the fire drake. It took me a few moments to realize that he is unconscious.

Great. Were in the middle of nowhere, it's getting darker than it already is in this forest, and I have an unconscious dragon to take care of. Which I have absolutely no idea what to do for.

I sat back on my hunches to see if I have anything I can use. First thing I brought out was my covered dagger. Nope. Then I took out the map, then the goggles, and some frouta I did not realize I even had.

Then finally I pulled out the sketch of Kafto's family. For awhile I stared at it admiring the detail put into this work of art. I thought about his parents, they looked as old as my parents did. Maybe they knew each other? I doubt it.

I wonder how old Kafto was in this picture. He could possibly be an adolescence. There was a couple of them at Windig.

Based on how old Snow looked I'd say this was sketched around the same time I was born.

But something else plagued my mind. Why did he leave all this family he had? It seemed like many dragons knew he as well. Maybe I'll ask him when he wakes up.

My eyes widened. If he wakes up. I never was taught how to check if someone is okay or if they are even still alive. I was only taught how to talk and the basics of my element. Even then I still wasn't taught much at that village.

I closed my eyes in thought of what could have been. I could have stayed at that village for all my life. With my parents, Rose, Amelia, and maybe even that wind dragon Aerio. Memories of that day that I lost everything brought a tear to my eye.

Now I'm a messenger boy for the Guardians. I know it's important job and it saves many lives. I could use a break from flying across the Realms. Even though I do quite enjoy the job it sure can be dangerous as well; especially for a six year old. Speaking of my age I do believe my hatchday is coming up.

A low groan coming from Kafto interrupted my thoughts. I opened my eyes to see him shifting ever so slightly. I approached him slowly.

"Ugh, what happened." I hear him mumble. I stopped midstep.

"You, ah, fell." I replied, afraid what he'll do to me if I told the truth.

He tried to roll over onto his feet but stopped mid roll and stared at his misplaced wing. He looked at it, then looked at it and back at me again. Kafto let out a sigh of annoyance while standing up at the same time. Pain was clearly visible across his face.

"Correction." He started. "You fell...on me!"

Finally he stood up on all fours. His right wind was flat on his back at a weird angle. The left was covering the right.

He didn't look angry he just looked in pain.

I awkwardly scratched the back of my head and let out a nervous laugh.

"Y-yeah, I didn't know you were flying there." I said nervously.

Kafto let out a huff of annoyance and slowly laid down on his belly. Inhaling sharply.

"Just remember next time that you dive that flap your wings to stabilize yourself." Kafto said closing his eyes again.

I thought about asking him about his family but now really wasn't the right time. I nervously clicked my claws together in thought of asking him in the first place. Though it's common courtesy to make conversation with those you are friends with I just couldn't do it.

I don't even know if I can consider Kafto a friend. I don't think he knows anything about me either. Not that I want him to anyways. My past is something I'll keep to myself. Only things about my past that are most vital.

Soon the entire forest grew dark and no fire was started that night. Not that I needed it. Surviving the cold was something I was getting used to. I believe only ice dragons have the ability to resist low temperatures. Though Kafto doesn't seem to need it either.

I tried to sleep but my thoughts won't allow me to. That dream that I had a week ago was but a distant memory by now. Though the thought of another dream like that is keeping me from sleep.

A silent agreement that I would keep watch for some of the night, just in case there were apes around. Though secretly I stay up the majority of the night thinking about what could have been and what might be.

"Silvus." Kafto said causing me the jump from the sudden noise and what it felt like hours of silence. I looked at him in acknowledgement. "Can you fetch me some vines?" He asked.

Vines? I thought confusingly. Whatever he wants to do with then I'll go through with it. I own him that much after breaking his wing.

Without a word I got up and headed out through the forest. Though the forest was dark I could still see courtesy of the Celestial Moons.

Not too far away there was a couple of vines hanging from the surrounding trees. I quickly gathered a few for whatever Kafto needs them for.

I quickly made my way back to Kafto to see him struggling to spread his left wing across the ground. I set down the vines in front of him and he santched them up quickly. Kafto wrapped them around his wing in a way that will hold it in it's original position.

Throughout all this Kafto seemed to be in pain but also at the same time had a controlled expression.

"Have you ever broken anything before?" Kafto asked. I shook my head in response. "It's not fun. But if you ever break anything I'd recommend getting some sort of material to hold it in place. That helps it heal faster." He finished not acknowledging the silence I am giving.

Instead he tied the wing flat against his back then slowly lowered himself onto the ground without so much as a grunt.

"We won't be flying anymore." Kafto said. "What should have taken two more days will now take another week."

I blushed in embarrassment at that comment, I knew it was my fault. But now my time away from home is now extended. So much to learn from Gabriel I could not wait to do so.

Expecting there to be nothing but silence at this point, instead Kafto kept staring at me. Like he was studying me, or maybe he was waiting for me.

"What are you thinking." He asked.

"Questions." My response was.

"That's a long time to be thinking about questions." Kafto said.

"Yeah….." I said awkwardly.

Kafto raised a scaly eyebrow at that.

"Alright, give 'em to me." Kafto said. I was taking aback by that. I didn't expect him to figure out that my questions were for him. Then again it's only been us the past few weeks.

"I was just thinking.." I hesitated. "About your past."

Kafto's gaze hardened and gave me a look saying you're treading into dangerous territory. With like courage I pressed on.

"Why did you leave your family?" I asked and Kafto began to give me the death stare.

"I-we had some issues." He said his voice sounding tight.

"Like?" I pressed on.

Suddenly Kafto gave probably the scariest look I've ever seen. If I wasn't so interested in what happened I would flown away immediately.

"Fine! If you must know I'll tell you!" Kafto yelled angrily. "I was one of three fire dragons in my village! Two being my father and the blacksmith! Two were well respected and one was rejected! It seemed that the only ones that accepted me was Kafta and Cyril!" Cyril? That doesn't sound like something he would do. I've always seen the ice Guardian was always thinking of himself. Maybe I shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

"But why were you rejected?" I asked. Kafto gave me a look that clearly said really.

"Do you know why there are elemental villages?" He asked and I shook my head. "It's because most dragons see their own elements as superior. Back in the old days where all villages were united between elements, there was many tensions between elemental factions. So to prevent civil war the elemental villages were created. Though there are cities like Warfang that contains diversity."

Kafto looked at me in surprise. Maybe because I didn't know much of this information that was told to me.

"Even with the villages civil war was still a threat and that's something we definitely didn't need during this war with the apes. Thus the Guardians had to leave their place at each united city and go to each respective elemental village. They became the leaders of each village, even though some didn't agree with it. Much of the tensions was reduced upon the Guardians arrival." Kafto explained.

"How is this relevant to your past?" I interjected.

"I'm getting to that." He said and I nodded. "With the Guardians split up and far from each other, messengers were needed for each of the Guardians. Ignitus happened to be visiting with Cyril the day the news of the messengers was brought to us at Dante's Freezer. Cyril had heard that Ignitus was struggling to find a good candidate for the job. Cyril gave him my name and soon the fire Guardian himself was at my doorstep. I told him about my life, that I was an outcast and was looked down upon by all the ice dragons. He gave me wise words to remember and left."

"A few days later the ice messenger came to tell me that Ignitus has chosen and has chosen me. When my family found out they were very unhappy with me and cast me out immediately. Kafta tried to get me to stay but I choice to leave. To this day I don't regret that decision for I believe it was the right one. Us messengers got to know each other and we are all great friends. Each messenger corresponds with the element of each Guardian. There was fourteen of us, some has disappeared while others don't leave the side of the Guardians."

"How long ago did you leave your family?" I asked, once Kafto was talking his face softened but still had a bit of a displeased look on his face.

"It's been six years."

"And how old are you?" I asked.

"Twenty-three."

"What happened to your parents." I asked, at this question Kafto's face darkened in the light of the moons.

"You heard about the raid at the egg temple right?" He asked and I nodded. "Well as far as I know my parents were chosen by Cyril to be stationed there. They died protecting the eggs as if they were their own."

Kafto closed his eyes and I swear I saw a tear run down his check. But it was hard to tell in the low light of the moon.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked." I said.

"No it's okay I understand that I have been quiet with you and we really haven't gotten to know each other. Get some sleep Silvus, I'll take the first watch and don't think I don't know that you haven't gotten much sleep. I know when I am watched, now go to sleep."

And then he was silent. That was a lot of information to take in all at one time. I don't think I'll get any sleep with all these thoughts plaguing my mind but I will try.

Silver: Sorry everyone that this chapter came out so late. My weekend was filled with unexpected events that prohibited me from writing this particular chapter. But soon I'll be out of school and my writing will be back on track. See ya next week.