Chapter 4 Who is she?

AN: So, Starfield just came out and while it's not as good as Skyrim I also haven't slept in DAYS so yeah, sorry if this chapter took so long! Also I know this chapter is kind of long, but I didn't want to split this up like 3 chapters otherwise this story will take FOREVER

Spyro stood at the threshold of the ancient ruin, his gaze fixed upon the towering structure. Time had etched its story onto the weathered stone, marked by the determined creep of nature's green fingers, climbing ever upward.

Each footfall echoed in the dimly lit corridor, the air heavy with the scent of ages-old dust and the faint whispers of forgotten secrets. Torch sconces lined the walls, their once vibrant flames now reduced to timid flickers, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to carry the weight of time itself. Spyro adjusted his brown whip and tipped his hat lower, venturing further into the heart of the ruin.

Faded murals adorned the walls, scenes from an era long past. Majestic dragons, their forms exuding an ethereal glow, soared through skies painted in harmonious unity, a testament to the intertwined existence of their kind with the very essence of the Skylands. Among them, a city of moles worshipped the dragons like gods.

Spyro's eyes narrowed in concentration, searching for any hint, any sign that might lead him to his parents. His breath caught as he spotted a familiar insignia etched into the stone – a mark that he had glimpsed in the fragments of his past, a symbol of his lineage. It was the image of an eyeball through a stake.

Deeper he ventured, the echoes of his steps resonating through the forgotten halls. Relics of a bygone era surrounded him – artifacts once vivid, now dulled by the passage of time. He felt a strange connection to these objects, as if they held the whispers of his own ancestry.

Approaching the heart of the ruin, Spyro entered an ancient chamber, bathed in a soft, ethereal light emanating from a colossal crystal at its center. The air hummed with a strange energy, sending shivers down his spine.

Before him stood an intricately carved stone pedestal, bearing a weathered tome. Spyro delicately opened it, revealing not only Spyro 4 but also ancient, archaic script. With each turn of the pages, a growing sense of anticipation welled within him, as if the answers he sought were within arm's reach.

Hours passed, the passage of time unnoticed as Spyro delved into the ancient text. He pieced together fragments of a story, "In the age of ancients, a great shadow befell the purple dragons when the evil black dragon named only Malefor struck terror into the hearts of all.

"Ooh, that's kind of racist."

"Malefor's lust for dominion knew no bounds. He sought to extinguish the lineage of the noble purple dragons. As for why, we may never know. He descended upon the realms like a tempest, his darkness threatening to consume all. Families scattered, their wings carrying them to the far corners of the realm. They fought valiantly, but the odds were insurmountable. Malefor's darkness cloaked the skies, blocking out the sun. However, amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope emerged as only light can perice the darkness. A few, brave and resolute, managed to evade Malefor's clutches. They fled to the hidden corners of the world, vowing to preserve the legacy of their kin."

"How do I find them?" Spyro asked the text as he flipped it over to reveal a map of how to find them.

He would need to travel to each of the elemental realms that represent his abilities and pass their trails in order to obtain parts of a key. Once assembled he would have a key that would unlock his family location.

Emerging from the ancient ruin, brown hat secure, a copy of Spyro 4 in hand, the weight of his discoveries settled upon him. A renewed sense of purpose coursed through him, a connection to a past that had long eluded him. With newfound determination, he set forth, prepared to face the challenges ahead, armed with the knowledge that he was part of a legacy spanning the ages. He spread his wings, ready to take flight, but fumbled and accidentally dropped Spyro 4. "Ah, dang it."

- Scene Change -

Back in the academy Peril, along with Stealth Elfs Team and Master Eon were all together as well as a bunch of other characters/ocs that no one cares about. Master Eon cleared his throat before he spoke. "Skylanders and Skylanders in training, I come to you with grave news. I feel a dark presence is growing and we must prepare, that is why the training to becoming a skylander is going to be a bit different." master Eon paused for dramatic effect. "Stealth Elf, your team is one of the best in the skylands."

Pop Fizz quickly interjected. "Aren't we the only team in Skylands?"

Commander Cullen answered his question. "Of course not, we're just the only team that matters." He told him as his hair basked in the sunlight.

Master Eon made a fake cough to get everyone's attention. "Anyway, our teams have been on short supply so that means Peril, because you have already killed so many bad guys at such a young age."

"Actually, they weren't bad guys, just prisoners that my step mother forced to fight for their lives." Peril told him with a fake smile. "I killed a lot of innocent dragons."

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. You're going to be in charge of a new team called the Jade Skylanders. You will have five team members including yourself so pick wisely. Stealth Elf can help you chose your team."

Stealth Elf was excited she got to hang out with another girl. "Alright, girl time! I can already tell you, we're just going to pick girls, do you know how hard it is being like the only girl over here?"

"Easy now Stealth Elf." Master Eon told her. "You'll have one week to find a team that'll be the perfect fit for Peril, in the meantime. I want each skylander to start brushing up on what it means to be a skylander because you'll all be teaching the new recruits in due time. That is all.

Stealth Elf walked off with Peril as she was so excited she kept teleporting everywhere. "Alright, I already got an entire list of every girl who's a student in this academy."

"Is any of them, dragons? Feels kind of lonely being the only dragon here is all."

"Sure there is, maybe you can create an entire dragon team!"

"Been there, done that. It wasn't bad but I think just knowing there's at least one more dragon will be enough for me not to feel lonely."

"Well there is Cynder, she should be back from her training soon. I'm sure the two of you will get along great!"

- Scene Change -

Kaos let out a low grumble as he dressed up in suite and tie accord as Smithers helped him with a bow tie before he spoke. "You look very nice, sir."

"Do I have to eat dinner with Malefore in order to learn the location of Spyro's parents?"

"Well he did make them extinct so suffice to say it makes the most sense sir."

Kaos let out a grunt before he spoke. "Why does it have to be tacos!? That's like the less evil thing ever!"

"I don't know sir, have you ever been force to eat Taco Bell? What happens after is pretty traumatising."

"Ha! I wouldn't be caught dead eating chain food, I only crave authentic dishes."

"Sir, there's a pile of McDonald in the corner because you really wanted the Pokemon cards in the happy meal toys."

"Authentic white food, even if it's in a chain restaurant is still authentic."

"Very good point sir."

When Kaos and Smithers entered the realm of Malefore. A voice could be heard which vibrated their bones but couldn't be seen. "Who dares, enter my lair!?"

More annoyed at the question instead of fearful, Kaos answered. "Uh, hello? It's me, Kaos! You invited me!"

"Oh, yes, sorry." The great and dangerous Malefore appeared in front of him. He towered over buildings. His magma veins could be seen through the cracks of his volcanic scales. "So glad you could finally make it, my daughter and I been working very hard on perfecting our sauce."

"You have a daughter? Also I'll have you know I prefer the taste of authentic food only. So, I hope you won't try to impress me with your cooking because it wont work."

Malefore laughed so hard his voice echoed in his lair. "What do you think I came from? I born in the volcano's of Aurelia Vista a new location the author just made up."

Kaos didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Ah...er...what now?"

"Aw...ree...lee...uh, it's Spanish for the golden one."

"Wait, you're Mexican!?"

"Well, for the sake of this fanfic I am."

Kaos pondered for a moment before he spoke. "Wait...isn't it kind of racist that the author made you Mexican?"

Smithers answered his question. "We'll you're white, and showing representation in diversifying evilness isn't really a bad thing, besides Malefore is clearly afro latino so he get's double the representation. Plus, I hate to mention this, but he is more popular than you are sir."

"What! How is that possible!?"

"He's been Spyro's biggest foe for several games now, including Skylanders. I'm sorry Sir but you'll always be stuck in Skylands."

"But...I'm the main villain in the very popular Netflix animated TV show Skylanders Academy." Kaos said through tears.

"You were more of a comic relief character, they were building up to Malefore being more dangerous sir. So powerful your mother had to seal him away from escaping."

Cynder appeared with her black scales that shined in the moonlight. While Kaos tried to hold back his tears but failed. "Dinner ready." She told everyone with a smile.