"Spyro!" Hunter called, shaking his friend. Spyro did not move a muscle.
"Oh God! He's dead!" Elora cried, tears rolling down her pink cheeks.
"Look at all of this blood! What happened to him?" Bianca said, looking around by pointing her wand, which was being used as a flashlight, toward the ground.
"Well, by these wounds and punctures, I think some type of animal did this," the Professor explained, writing something down on his notepad.
"No duh!" Hunter scolded, wanting to know what happened to his best buddy.
"Hey, check out this pawprint! It's huge!" Elora said, pointing toward a spot on the ground. Bianca waved her wand over the ground by Elora and saw an enormous pawprint, about three times the size of your regular, average wolf.
"A werewolf!" She cried.
"No, this is far too big..." The Professor examined it. Spyro opened his eyes.
"Uuuhh.." He groaned, sitting up.
"SPYRO!" Hunter smiled, glad he was alive.
"Eesh, why do I keep having these 'near-death' experiences*?" Spyro shook his head and looked around. He suddenly realized how he was being attacked by a vicious animal. "Oh my God! Is it gone?" He shouted and suddenly became frightened.
"What's gone?" Bianca asked, walking over to him.
"Th-this thing! It's huge! It's like-a-a- wolf or somethin'! But it has huge bat-like wings, and it has fangs!" Spyro explained, rubbing the gashes on his neck. "Big yellow eyes! And-and- it laughs real scary like, like this!" He added and made a butchered version of the gruesome sound. All of his friends stared at him like he was crazy.
"Hah-hah! Yeah... Right... Are you sure it just wasn't a loose dog that attacked you, buddy?" Hunter laughed and patted him on the shoulder. Spyro became angry because no one would believe him.
"What? No, it wasn't a loose dog! I'm telling the truth!" He said angrily and stormed off into the house. Elora blinked.
"Maybe he is telling the truth," she pitched in.
"Yeah right, since when have you seen a dog/bat/snake thing, huh?" Hunter refused to believe it. Everyone went inside except Hunter, and he was left in the dark. The storm had moved out, and now the only light came from the moon, which was full... Hunter looked around and scoffed.
"Hah! I'd take on that thing!" He said to himself, even though he was scared more than anything. There was crack of a broken twig and Hunter's fur stood on its end.
"Wh-who's there?" He backed up. Two yellow eyes appeared in the brush. Hunter gulped, but he calmed himself down by saying to himself, "It's just a cat!" A loud, harsh laughter filled the air and Hunter jumped, taking off toward the door. Spyro sat on the couch, shaking and still traumatized by his recent encounter.
"Something's out there... But what?" He said, looking out the window. Hunter burst through the door and ran up the stairs.
"What's his problem?" Elora asked, hearing the loud thumping of his footsteps overhead.
"I'm guessing he saw it!" Spyro said and headed up the stairs to talk to him. He checked every room, not finding his friend anywhere, until he finally got to the last door on the left. The door creaked open, and he walked inside. He found Hunter under one of his guest beds, shivering and whimpering.
"Hunter..." Spyro called softly to his cheetah friend.
"Wh-wh-what?" He answered, opening one bright blue eye.
"Why don't you come up here so I can talk to you?" Spyro suggested. Hunter crawled out from under the bed and sat next to Spyro. "What did you see?" He asked.
"I only saw its eyes! Big, piercing yellow eyes!" Hunter cried, glancing over at the window but was too scared to look outside.
"Well, don't worry... I'm sure it's not going to come back," Spyro tried to calm him down, but by the looks of it, seemed to failing. After an awkward silence, Hunter sighed and said,
"I guess you're right,"
"Now! Let's go order a pizza and watch a movie!" Spyro said happily and walked toward the door.
"But it's midnight," the terrified cat explained. Spyro was just about to reply when there was massive screaming from downstairs.
"Elora and Bianca!" He shouted and dashed down the steps, almost tripping. He skid to a stop on the tile. "What is it?" He demanded, running over to the girls.
"Out the window! A huge paw was banging the hell out of the glass!" Elora quivered, pointing a shaking hand to the window right above the sink. Spyro started to walk over to the window when he heard glass breaking from the basement.
"...IT'S IN THE HOUSE!" Bianca screamed. They all stood frozen, not daring to move a muscle. There was the same maniacal laughter from under the floorboards. Elora put her hand over her mouth, trying to keep herself from screaming. They heard loud footsteps right under them, all of them standing as still as possible.
Suddenly, the creaking of the stairs toward the basement door. Bianca was unable to control herself.
"OH MY GOD! GET ME OUT OF HERE!" She screamed, and everyone quickly turned to look at her in a face that said 'We are SO dead because of you!' Oddly enough, though, the footsteps had stopped. It was silent... Too silent...
Spyro looked around, trying to find a way to escape without being heard. He quietly tip-toed toward the back door.
"Careful Spyro!" Elora whispered. He started to make his way toward the door, trying to avoid squeaky floorboards. The giant monster crashed through from underneath and snorted, grabbing Spyro in his jaws yet again. Its huge black form frightened everyone to extreme limits, and Bianca fainted. Spyro spewed out a powerful flame, catching its snout on fire. It spit Spyro onto the ground and roared angrily, pawing at its nose to put out the fire.
Hunter remembered how he kept a spare bow and arrow at Spyro's house, and ran to get it. When he returned, he pulled back the string and delivered a forceful sharpened arrow straight for it. The wolf swung its head toward the approaching arrow and bared its teeth, growling. The arrow went through its throat, and protruded out of the back of its neck.
It gave a bone-chilling howl and started to gag. It swung out its fifty foot wingspan, burst through the ceiling and took off into the sky, disappearing into the darkness.
-Let me tell you, the scary stuff hasn't EVEN started! Oh, and please R&R! Also, please no flames! :)
*This is a reference to "Spyro's Last Battle?", another fanfic by me.