The legend of Spyro - Sins of the past

Mkananoja · Sep 18, 2008 9:35 PM

to selebrate reoppening of the spyroforums i'll post my newest chapter over here <3
enjoy

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Chapter 20 – He is what?

“Markus?” Spyro said half surprised and half in disbelieve. Markus hesitated first. He didn't recognize Spyro in all that hurry getting hidden and trough darkness in middle of long grass. And before he could even lower his sword something black with scales leaped on him from side. Even with all that armours he wore, air fled from his lungs and he gasped for air once he have been hit on the ground. Markus struggled to free himself from whatever hold him down but with little use. Pair of narrowed emerald green eyes stared right at his brown eyes and those green eyes hid fire of hatred behind them.

“I told you if you ever, never hurt Spyro again you're very... very dead...” Cynder spoke with deep and cold voice. Markus stopped struggling once he heard Cynder speaking and stared back first chocked then quickly regaining his determination tried to push Cynder off him but she still had him pinned down.

“Liiku! Meidän pitää paeta!” Markus shouted and tried to get up even harder but with his hands pressed on ground by Cynder all he really could do was raise his back from ground only few inches.

“We don't have time for this. Let him go, Cynder!” Spyro told to Cynder with strict voice. Cynder turned her eyes briefly on Spyro before she backed off of him with faint growl coming from her throat. Ranger picked himself up and got his sword from ground.

“Over here!!” Came shout suddenly behind them and trio turned around to see the very orc Markus has paired up with, now standing before them few meters away from them. Cynder still upset resent event opened her mouth and shot out barely visible dark mist which looked much like Spyro's normal flame breath and which shared same speed than Spyro's. Orc didn't have time to realise the upcoming when he already felt his breastplate being ripped apart from the force of her attack and once plate was gone intense pain engulfed in his head as the dark mist hit on his chest and yelled from intense pain before fell on ground lifeless and his eyes still gazing into emptiness. Heavy footsteps came quickly louder and from the menacing voice of them you could tell orcs where coming in with large numbers. Markus turned around with haste and began to run on opposite direction and pass the still angry Cynder and Spyro who was awed by Cynder's sudden demonstration of her power upon unlucky orc. Her shadow attacks has only thus far made only minor damage on her enemies as it's main purpose where to handicap her enemies instead of killing them instantly. Spyro shook his head and spread his wings in order to take off into sky.

“Cynder let's go! Markus has better changes to hide up if we distract them!” Spyro shouted before he flapped his large wings and lifted himself slowly into dark sky.

“He better hide up or I'll finish him off by myself.” Cynder whispered for herself before he followed Spyro's leisure and went after him. Markus kept running low thought tall grass which normally would have barely grown on level of his stomach but keeping himself low while running in order to be unseen left him with troubles seeing forward by himself. Sounds around him where turning around, seemingly going after silhouettes of the dragons. Not really knowing where he was going he came on edge of the tall grass' patch and before he noticed this his head already collided against something metallic with loud bang and he fell backwards on his back. Seeing stars for a mere second he opened his eyes to see what he hit against his eyes widened up almost instantly from horror once he saw what or who it was. Huge orc staring down on him like he was one pathetic orc. One staring at him was no-one else than Edgard himself. Edgard opened his mouth to say something when voice behind him grunted.

“It's him! He is the one who killed the guard and set Cynder free!” one of the many orcs behind Edgard grunted and pointed Markus. Edgard turned his head back on Markus with slowly narrowing eyes. Ranger quickly stumbled back up. Edgard began drawing his huge sword from it's holster but stopped on his tracks on halfway. Normally he would have slain anyone shifty without any remorse but something kept bugging his mind There was something familiar about this odd orc standing before him, yet he could not tell why.

“I am good with faces of my subordinates yet you're not one of them and still I find your face somehow too familiar. What is your name traitor?” Edgard grunted anxiously and with lack of response from Markus his eyes narrowed even more from frustration and he drew his sword all the way out and lowered it's tip on the ground before him, challenging him on duel which surely would be leaved short-lived.

“No reply? You know how we do handle traitors around here? With quick death!” Edgard shouted and without visible warning he rose his sword to his side and swung it horizontally towards Markus. Ranger was quick to reply to his actions and ducked away from Edgard's huge sword's path and backed away from Edgard back towards the grass wield behind him. Not wanting to test his skills against such powerful foe He kept dodging his furious strikes to left and right. Other orcs accompanying Edgard stayed behind and laughed to Markus pathetic attempts keep furious leader at pay. Edgard leaped forward and slog his sword upwards. Markus brought his shield up to block it but power of the strike was far more that he could handle and although shield kept sword away from him he was sent flying few feet backwards and hitting on ground on his back.. Huge leader laughed at him and swung his death bringer down on him. Ranger rolled out of it's path which hit on ground with deep thud after barely missing it's target. Edgard rose his sword once again above his head when bright flameballs started to rain from sky around battling duo and explosions hid the voices of roars of pain of orcs who where burned alive and very last one of these fireballs hit Edgard dead-on on his breastplate and shockwave pushed him violently backwards but he managed to keep standing although he had to stumble backwards many steps to keep his balance. After he recovered from blast he gazed into sky to see silhouette of purple dragon turning around to take another fiery sweep over them. Spyro's scales reflected now rising sun's light brightly showing his amethyst scales on its full majesty against dim orange sky.

“Gimme that crossbow!” Edgard shouted and one orc threw familiar bow to him. Edgard grabbed it from air, hit the sword on ground upside down and aimed steadily on approaching dragon. Seeing Edgards intents Markus jumped up as fast he could and ran towards him to stop him. Edgard saw traitor on corner of his eyes and turned to aim Markus instead and he pressed the small trigger half second later. String pushed heavy bolt with sharp whamp and bolt whistled thought air. Ranger saw new threat but failed to dodge it in time and he felt piercing pain on his left thigh. Markus crashed on ground and held his wounded leg.

“Aaah! Saatana!” He yelled from pain. Edgard let slight laugh to escape from his mouth before he readied crossbow once again and turned to take aim again against approaching purple fury. Running out of options Markus grabbed his shield and threw it at the great orc. Just in the moment Edgard where about to press the trigger once again shield hit him to his hands and he released bolt accidentally and Spyro dodged the misguided bold with ease and as for response he released huge fireball he have kept emitting inside his mouth for a while now and send several smaller ones after the general direction of the first one before pulling up again. Losing his consecration Edgard snarled angrily towards Markus moment before huge fireball collided on ground mere inches away from his feet. He groaned from pain while he flew backwards several feet and once he hit the ground again several small firebombs hit the surroundings sending rest of the orcs near Edgard to their demise while some hit Edgard over and over again, pushing him harder against the ground and causing more injuries onto him.

Spyro landed softly next to Markus with satisfied grin before he saw that Ranger's leg where pierced by one of those strange arrows he was not familiar with, end of the bolt still poking out from the wound.

“Can you move?” Spyro asked. Markus placed his hand on Spyro's back to get some extrabalance and stumbled up setting his weight on his unharmed leg. Screeches of paint still echoed behind them where Cynder kept last of the Orcs brave enough to face her at pay with lethal force. Markus looked around himself still leaning on Spyro and saw camp in ruins, dead or badly injured orcs lying around and rest coward orcs fleeing the area. Markus sighed from relieve when he felt this hide and seek game he have kept doing for years now is finally coming to the end and he could leave relatively in peace.

“Come on, We should leave.” Spyro stated and helped Markus to walk. After few steps they both heard familiar sound calling them.

“Spyroooo! Cyndeeeer! Creepy assassiiiin! Little help over here! Hellooooo?! Anyone there?!” Golden dragonfly yelled under one of the Orc corpses. Duo walked slowly pass the seemingly very dead Edgard who's armours where obliterated from Spyro's attacks and his chest where almost fully burned, smoke still rising from his badly pattered body. Markus hopped with one leg next to lifeless body.

“Tänä kuulunee minulle...” Markus spoke rather coldly to Edgard and took his crossbow left intact from heated battle and examined if few seconds before joining to Spyro who where trying to find out where Sparx have been shouting from.

“Sparx? Where are you my little glowing friend?” Spyro shouted and kept looking around himself.

Spyro finally! I'm over here! Under this smelly thing which stinks almost as bad as you do.” Sparx shouted and acted like he was sick from the smell of the dead Or on top of him. Spyro chuckled a bit before he moved over Sparx who had his tail section under corpse's right leg and he kept tapping his small fingers on ground. Spyro laughed from mere sight of his situation.

“Ha ha ha... go ahead and laugh. What a real brother you are. Don't just stand there, help me!” Sparx said sarcastic.

Meanwhile the outskirts of the ruined city resting on base of the lone icerock mountain where orcs have now settled in. Small group followed thin figure wearing clothes made out of different animals belts and wore unknown creature's skull acting like helmet, yet it didn't hide his face at all. Holding staff what looked more like old tree branch than actual staff. Small group walked to nearby orc-made large stable of sort which didn't hold horses like one would think. Orcs stopped few meters away while slim orc kept walking inside the stable. Behind the cages where huge creatures whose eyes followed carefully lone orc walking pass them. He continued walking paying no attention on hungry eyes towards end of the small corridor where another orc, clearly working here.

“Is it ready?” Lone Orc said, half proudly, clearly expecting to be honoured.

“Yes sorcerer Fiendan, your warg is saddled.” Stable'boy' offered rein of huge wolf looking creature what growled loudly, showing nothing else but pure hostility in it's voice and yet it obeyed everyone holding it's rein without a question. It smelled terrible and it's long grey and white fur where dirty but orcs didn't pay much of their thought to the smell. Fiendan's mood dropped once he saw he was not welcomed sight. He grabbed reins roughly and walked back outside warg following him obedient. When he made outside under morning sky he saw his companions climbing on their wargs' saddles. Few of them where clumsy doing so but they managed to get up without too much of hassling. Being more agile than common warrior or berserk orcs Fiendan jumped on his warg with ease.

“We will travel to South-West two days, over the sapphire river, mid-speed without stopping for a rest in the middle!” Fiendan shouted to others. Many of the Orcs looked each other and few cursed quietly.

“It is a time I pay a little visit to Edgard.” Sorcerer whispered to himself moment before he whipped reins which made warg snarled under him and beginning to run.

“Onward!” He shouted and others followed him.

Group of four has now gathered round each other near the orc whose under Sparx where trapped in. Spyro was still amused from Sparx situation and tears where still in Cynder's eyes from the outburst when she saw Sparx before Spyro had him 'rescued'. Sparx where gaining his pride back and where his usual cocky himself. Markus was, in other hand, More like content than amused but even from him faint smile have escaped involuntarily. He have been able to remove bolt from his leg and made bleeding to stop. He have also removed unconformable orcis armours off him but was unable to clean green dye from his face.

“We should so away from here. This stink is getting to my nerves” Sparx said holding his nose.

“Yeah you're right Sparx.” Spyro replied

“For once.” Cynder whispered to Spyro and both chuckled again.

“what was that?” Sparx asked anxious

“Nothing.” Both Spyro and Cynder said simultaneously

“Markus! We are leaving. Can you walk?” Spyro asked from Markus who was still trying to get rid of the green face of his. Markus stopped rubbing his face and stumbled back up. Now when bolt was taken out standing and walking where much less painful but he still limbed more or less. Dragons turned around and began to walk with very slow pace so Markus could keep on with them. Sparx turned around and flew back to Edgard's body

“So long sucker.” Sparx said to Edgard and turned around to take a leave but stopped on tracks when strong inhaling breath came behind him. Sparx turned his now pale head back on Edgard Who was clearly everything else but dead. His dim green eyes shot open and he stumbled back up slowly. Breathing heavily and yet steadily

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” Sparx yelled in terror when he flew back to the trio and hid himself Spyro who has now turned around to see what was going on like Cynder and Markus has. Everyone saw large, strong and injured Edgard standing back towards them, still breathing heavily.

“Hehehe... Hehahaha... HAHAHAHA!!!” Edgard laughed between every breath almost maniacally. He dropped his half obliterated chestplate and turned around to show his naked chest what was badly burned, wide grin with exposed fangs and his eyes. Burned in level of insanity and madness.

“HAHAHAHA!! You... You thought.... I was dead?! BWHAHAHA!!” Edgard laugh maniacally. Clearly he have lost all his sanity and he would do anything now. Trio prepared to fight against this berserk. Spyro and Cynder lowered their heads and spread their legs a bit for better stand while Markus took his crossbow and readied it and began to take aim. All three of them felt very nervous from the fact that Edgard was still actually alive and well and still very dangerous.

“Hahahehe... You know...” Edgard began to speak to trio and pointed them with his finger. “...you know... you have something I want... That thing of yours, That creature of yours, or should I say human?” Edgard spoke. Both Spyro and Cynder where surprised of his statement. Human? Markus is a human? What is that? Where is he from? Are there more? More and more questions flooded their minds but both dragons shook their heads to focus back on Edgard.

“Hehe... You mean you didn't know? A human yes. Last of his kind. In fact only one seen in ten of thousands of years! A thing that shouldn't exist and yet it stands before us! I give you two choices... Cynder, the serpent of the Dark master; You don't pass that human to me and I give you slow and painful death and take it over your ripped bodies, OR You'll pass that thing to me and I grant you QUICK DEATH!!” Edgard shouted from bottoms of his lungs which produced voice what could be felt in very bone. Edgard ran towards trio barehanded furiously. Something told to the dragons this fight would be hard even if Edgard where unarmed.

Markus shot his bolt towards Edgard and it hit him to shoulder but he didn't even stir from the hit and kept running towards them Like madman. Both Cynder and Spyro kicked the ground behind them and began to run towards approaching furious orc and leaped towards him with exposed talons. Edgard grunted and did uppercut to Spyro's chests. Air fled from Spyro and he was sent flying above and behind Edgard. Cynder who was slightly behind Spyro saw Spyro being hit losing herself to rage she dodged Edgards attempt to do same on her and she managed to wound his flank before momentum forced her to pass him. Surprisingly unaffected from the deep wound on his side made by three sharp talons he turned around to continue fight. Another whistle where heard and bolt struck him to his back. This time Edgard fell on one knee but got back up effortlessly to face Cynder who was now striking against him with various melee attacks. Both she and Edgard kept dodging and attacking each other fiercely. Spyro recovered from Edgards punch. ' No wonder he is called strongarm.' he thought for himself. His punch has caught him by surprise and it really hurt like hell even it was just a fist what hit him.

Cynder kept attacking Edgard with all her skills she have learned. She jumped just above ground and swept air front of her with sharp blade on end of her tail to hit Edgard on chest. Edgard instead grabbed her tail on middle of her strike and lunged her on ground before he tossed her on side. Before he could do anything else to her thought he felt another sharp pain on his back caused by yet another bolt fired upon him by ranger. Barely having enough time to recover from hit Spyro lunged on him with headput. Edgard fell backwards on ground and Spyro tried to use this to his advance but where kicked out middle of his leap on Edgard. Orc jumped back up only being hit back on ground by Cynder who has fired her windblast on him. She jumped on Edgard and tore his chest with sharp talons of her before she was forced to jump off to avoid his punch. Berserk shot back up with amazing speed and where exchanging attacks and doges with Cynder again. Spyro used this to his advance and shot strong earthbomb on him. Edgard stumbled to regain his balance but failed and fell on ground head first when Spyro fired another bomb on his back. Cynder emitted black cloud from her mouth and sent her shadowy attack on Edgard to paralyse him but watched confused when despite it was direct hit orc stood back up. Spyro leaped on Edgard's back and kept tearing his back finally kicking him to send him to Cynder who take over where Spyro left off, striking him with her sharp tail, creating long deep scar across his broad chest. Edgard roared from pain and stumbled backwards only to meet Spyro's flameocean coming from his mouth which engulfed him into it's fiery embrace. Edgard groaned from pain trying to wave his hands to get the fire off him. Once the flame died off Edgard fell on knees before falling all the way on ground. Spyro and Cynder kept staring Motionless body of Edgard's before they both sighed from relief and walked to each other.

“Are you okay?” Cynder asked from Spyro shoving slight concern of his well-being.

“Yeah it was nothing... you feel okay?”

“I'm fine.” Cynder said and nuzzled Spyro.

“I'm fine too... heheHAHAHA! Came voice behind them. Both dragons turned around alarmed and their eyes shot wide as they saw Edgard standing right before them holding both his fists above him in order to deliver one strong strike of crushing power on them and there wasn't anything either of them could do before his attack would have been delivered. In a blink of the eye it was surprisingly Edgards turn to let his eyes go wide open. He groaned from pain as bolt has appeared on his throat. He tore the bolt off from the wound and blood poured wildly out from it. Edgard held his hands on the wound and well on his knees again, eyes showing great pain as he fell on ground fully. Spyro and Cynder stared Edgard chocked before Markus yelled in.

“Oletteko kunnossa?” Markus shouted holding one arm to amplify his voice next to his mouth while other still holding empty crossbow. Spyro and Cynder snapped out from their state.

“Lets go before he comes up with another surprise.” Spyro said and Cynder nodded nervously and they both walked quickly to Markus.

“is it okay to come up now?” Sparx whispered under the Markus' cloth before he flew between the trio.

“Thanks Markus. We would have been done for if you wasn't there.” Spyro thanked Ranger. Markus nodded slowly and felt suddenly very weak. Adrenaline ruining inside of him where now dying off and his previous wounds and long day and night where demanding now their toll. His bow slipped out from his grasp on ground.

“Markus?” Cynder asked when she noticed sudden change in him. Markus followed his crossbow when his limbs went limp. His field of vision went black before he fell unconscious.

“Oh great... now the all we need is more bad guys popping out from somewhere.” Sparx said and as for reply they heard distant yells behind the hills.

“Ok... me and my big mouth...” Sparx finished his statement.

“Cynder, help me get him on my back!” Spyro said swiftly and without hesitation Cynder grabbed Markus from his shoulder with her mouth and dragged him on Spyro. It took a while to get him properly on Spyro.

“Sparx can you get his bow?” Spyro said.

“What? I am Super-Dragonfly now?” Sparx said with folded arms after he have given glance over crossbow lying on ground.

“Forget it, I'll get it.” Cynder said rolling her eyes and snagged it in her mouth and they both walked quickly out from the camp area towards East. After they have walked over the distance several orcs who has previously fled the scene came back and surrounded their leader. Edgard opened his eyes.

“Go Cynder and run... Since soon... Soon we have... opened the vault of ancestors and we take... take what you have taken from us...” Edgard whispered before his mind drifted beyond the borders of unconsciousness.

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Mkananoja · Oct 19, 2008 12:53 AM

you thought i was dead? NO <3
lol it took a while i give you that but here it is!

21st chapter!

come on... some comments please sad

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Chapter 21 – To east we go

“Go Cynder and run... Since soon... Soon we have... opened the vault of ancestors and we take... take what you have taken from us...” Edgard whispered before his mind drifted beyond the borders of unconsciousness. Orcs around his unconscious body argued for a while before they decided to carry his badly injured and burned body back into his temporal quarters.

Spyro kept walking with haste and Cynder kept on his pace close behind him, carrying crossbow on her mouth as she did. Ranger's body having longer limps than dragons, tips of his boots kept dragging on the ground and if that wasn't enough his limbs had also more movability to sides than theirs' and therefore his body kept slipping off Spyro's back, giving hard time to him even with his wings to keep unconscious body on place. Luckily his body didn't weight much more then Cynder's or his, so getting exhausted wasn't' going to be a problem, for a least not for now.

“you know what Spyro, his foots makes an excellent trail where we are going.” Sparx said rather ironically.

“You have better idea?” Spyro replied ignoring his tone.

“You could carry him like you did not too long ago. Back at the river remember?”

“Last time didn't end too well, remember?”

“What other choices you have purple boy? It's not like he would protest about it, and evil she-dragon over there has her pawns... err... mouth full so I'm quite certain--” Sparx cocky statement where cut off as Cynder snarled and shot daggers from her eyes at him.

“Heh... well lets see the options we have when we have got some distance shall we?”

“Y-yeah... whatever...” Sparx stuttered under the pressure of Cynder's stare.

“Cynder?” Spyro turned his head to see her.

“Mhmh?” Cynder snapped out of her evil stare on Sparx and turned towards him.

“You sure you're allright? You took quite a hit when Edgard slammed you on ground.” Spyro in troubled voice. Cynder stopped, which made Spyro and Sparx to stop as well and she dropped ranger's weapon to be able to speak clearly.

“Well it hurt but really, it was nothing Spyro. You on another pawn took direct hit from him, You're ok?”

“His punch actually got air outa me and my chest is still a bit sore where he hit me, but I've been thought worse.”

“You know Spyro, you got me worried for a moment when you got punched. If something had happened to you, I wouldn't know what to do!” Cynder spoke becoming more worried with every word she said even nothing bad have happened.

“Cynder, don't worry. I'm fine. I...” Spyro spoke up to cheer her but instead she came to him and began nuzzling him. Being first a bit confused from her fast mood change he answered and nuzzled back which made her calm down.

“Cyn--” Spyro opened his mouth to say they should be keep going but Cynder kissed him, making him quiet in a instant. Spyro's eyes where wide for a brief second but he answered to the kiss as well. Sparx cleared his throat overloudly hoping that would make them to stop. Cynder broke the kiss and nuzzled Spyro's cheek more.

“Cynder... we really should keep going. There is no telling what orcs might do next.” Spyro said while enjoying from her touch. Cynder sighed.

“You're right. We should keep on going.” Cynder said a bit down and turned back to grab the crossbow again into her mouth. Spyro let her walk next to him before he began to walk as well. Dragons walked side by side and Spyro carefully nuzzled her neck which was rewarded by Cynder's happy sigh.

“Oh boy, this is going to be one looooong walk.” Sparx said his head down, holding his hand on it while slightly shaking his head.

Trio kept walking keeping up the good pace while one carrying the fourth and unconscious one on his back. -they followed the huge, few days old path created by the very same orcs who has came after them over the river. Knowing orcs left this side of the river wouldn't be much of a trouble any more since their leader, Edgard is not in condition of doing anything any time soon or how they believed; dead and orcs left behind where few, so two young dragons where occasionally lost into each other's eyes while third and glowing one, a dragonfly, kept picking them up for his own enjoyment or just not wanting to dragons to be too close. Early morning has slowly turned to midday and morning moisture have created a thin fog which where already to begun to disappear. Grass where short and soft. A bit cold too as sun hasn't been warmed it up yet. Grassy, smoothly shaped hills went pass them as small forests surrounding few of them as they kept wandering between them while many wild animals kept staring the odd travellers. Deers, horses, squirrels, rabbits and many, many others. Few white soft clouds silently floated across the deep blue sky and small birds sung while they danced in the sky. This place where it perfect harmony and would have given good if not the best home to anyone willing to settle down. Only thing breaking the harmony where that violently created path and it's makers, the orcs themselves.

Not realising the time passing by travellers where in no time again that blue long river which blue colour rivalled the blue of the sky itself. Small waves reflected the sun's light brilliantly, making it look that on the sapphire river's water there where small diamonds floating everywhere. Small golden dragonfly, Sparx came more exited as he knew that dragons have to carry their unconscious companion over the river which would make the dragons less lost in eachother, for at least long as they where on another side of the river, of course.

“Cynder, you're ready?” Spyro asked from Cynder after he has laid Markus on ground next to riverbank. Cynder nodded after she took hold of his right arm.

“Be sure to be more gentle this time doomgirl, you did leave some nasty marks last time.” Sparx said with his cocky voice again

“Hmph.” Cynder replied bluntly and with that Spyro and Cynder took off into sky carrying Markus while they did. Flying proved to be much easier than last time since there was no no need to hurry and they had some 'practice' from last time but that didn't remove the occasional collisions of their wings in mid-flight. It didn't actually hurt when they hit eachother but sure it wasn't quite enjoyable either, but both just endured the annoying feeling when that happened. Feeling the cold air running across their scales and wings felt indescribable, wonderful to say the least. They haven't felt the pure enjoyment from just flying around aimlessly as they have been always in hurry or otherwise unable to. First the long fights against Malefor and his mindless minions just after they freed themselves from crystal, the escape, recovery and hiding, and now the orcs. However their wide smile what had developed while being over the wide river waded and both sighed loudly simultaneously as opposite shore came closer. They slowed down and landed carefully on small beach covered with sand. Dragons laid ranger on his back and Spyro began to examine this creature, a human like Edgard has called him once. He really haven't paid too much attention how he really looked as there had been no time for such 'luxuries'. It was hard to tell his age just sight of him because he haven't seen anything like him, his beige skin where smooth, soft and no doubt very vulnerable to harsh environments or any type in injuries like his multiple wounds already told. His face missed a snout what where new for him, every intelligenced being, apart from dragonflies had one or beak at least. Spyro chuckled a bit when his thoughts trailed on Sparx having a intelligence, or more like lack of it This one hoverer did not have either muzzle or beak, making his face look at least to say flat. Only what stood out from his face was his rather small nose.

“Cynder, Edgard said Markus is a human?” Spyro said without losing his concentration on wounded companion.

“Yes he did. You know what human is?” Cynder slowly walked beside him

“Not a clue.” Spyro finally said after giving a small thought.

“He has some resemble with orcs when you think at it” Sparx said over Spyro's head.

“Heh... when you started to think?” Cynder answered with a smirk. Sparx where about to say something before he registered what she meant.

“Very funny doomgirl.” Sparx answered back sharply.

“Can we think this sometime later? we need small rest from all that fighting.” Spyro cut in

“I couldn't agree with you more but have to move on. We don't know are the orcs this side of the river alerted from battle wrong side of the river or how many of them are still on this side.”

“you're right... help me to pick him up on my back.” Spyro said. Cynder dragged Ranger from his necksleeve onto Spyro's back but stopped on place when large flock of birds set off nearby hill. Trio stared where from birds fled knowing something have scared them off. After the second or two Cynder finished her job and dragged Markus all the way on Spyro's back..

“Ok lets go.” Spyro whispered. After few mere steps they took shout echoed from the hills.

“Halt!” Orcish voice shouted. Dragons gazed where the noise came from and what they saw where not what they wanted to see. Dozens, if not hundred of orcs have appeared on the same hills where birds had fled earlier.

“Not good, this is not good.” Sparx started to sweat out.

“You think we can get them?” Cynder whispered

“Yes, but it is Markus I'm worried about. If one of them get pass of us he--” Spyro didn't finish his phrase when he noticed one of the orcs approaching alone from the large group. This one walked closer determined and he had his sword sheathed, telling the dragons he was most likely to come to say something. The orc stopped few steps away from them when he saw Cynder front of him bared her teeths, clearly telling she prepared for fight. They stood there doing nothing, waiting to other break the silence.

“What you want?” Spyro finally asked. Orc turned his head to Spyro before he opened his mouth to speak.

“I am Karith, son of Gerg. I am second in command of the forces under Edgards command and leader of this group. What I want is that creature resting on your back but I can see that is not going to happen without a good fight.” Karith spoke calm.

“You get that right! Come a bit closer and this black she-dragon of doom will bite you leg off!” Sparx shouted waving his fist. Karith rose his head to look glowing dragonfly who turned pale in a mere second and flew behind Spyro.

“Tell me Cynder, are you the reason why we lost contact with Edgard?” Karith asked from Cynder. She simply nodded for reply.

“Much like I thought. I am under the order to seize that creature at all cost if I where to see it this side of the river but I'm not fool. I am not going to sacrifice my orcs on meaningless fight against you what we cannot win.” Spyro was surprised by this sentence and Cynder lost her expression of hostility but remained still.

“What you mean?” Spyro asked.

“I meant every word what I just said purple dragon. I cannot ones under my command die for nothing. Way of a coward yes.” Karith said and from look of his face, it really hurt his pride to say this.

“I am letting you go and we act like you never was here. Edgard will not approve this or does anyone else in higher position.”

“You mean we can go?” Sparx asked not really believing what he has just heard. Spyro and Cynder where at least stunned from this. Karith's personality fought against what they have learned from orcs this far.

“Yes... You can... You must leave quickly. By doing this I risk my and my group's life even by coming to talk to you like this, not alone not putting a fight. If someone apart of us sees this my orcs are banished, maybe even going to be killed from betrayal.”

“Umm... thanks...” Spyro answered still a bit staring. Cynder picked up the crossbow and duo started to walk away slowly and picking up the pace eventually while third flew.

“What just happened?” Sparx asked confused.

“I really don't know what made him doing that but let's not waste the opportunity.” Spyro answered

“Thanks! You will make a great leader!” Spyro shouted back.

“Just pick up the pace before I am forced to change my mind!” Karith shouted back before he begun to walk back to his group. Once he got close enough he spoke out.

“Listen, what I did was violation of direct command from Edgard or himself and the prize of it is banishment from last remaining clan, if not life itself and this prize is paid from every one of us.” Orcs around begun to speak among eatchother and some even snarled back at their leader.

“But! But I did it because we had no choice, I could not sent you into fight what we would not survive. We will pull this off IF we agree that this never happened. We never saw the creature. We never saw dragons. Do you all agree to remain silent what have happened?” Karith finished. Seconds turned to minutes but nothing happened. No-one said anything.

“I will remain silent.” One orc said and stepped forth.

“As will I!” Another stepped out and soon one after another stepped forth or just nodded in agreement.

Few moments afterwards when Dragons where sure they where far enough not to be seen or heard they stopped for a moment.

“Ok... that was unexpected.” Sparx said

“You think they will follow us?” Cynder asked after she dropped Ranger's weapon.

“I don't know but I think Karith spoke truth about letting us go.”

“You know we can't rely on it. We should keep going.” Cynder said and turned to pick up the bow again but frowned upon it.

“You know what? I hate carrying that thing in my mouth. It taste like... like....” Cynder spoke out.

“Wood?” Sparx suggested Cynder shot darts out from her eye towards Sparx but she knew he was right.

“If you don't want to carry it I can.” Spyro said but Cynder shook her head in disagreement.

“No, that would not be fair. Sparx?” Cynder turned her head towards dragonfly

“What? Oh no... There is no way I can carry that thing. Its too heavy!” Sparx protested

“You could have some exercise to get some muscle into your tiny arms.” She teased Sparx

“I can't even lift it off the ground!” Sparx shouted

“wait, I have an idea...” Sparx continued and gave faint smile what made Cynder feel uneasy.

Meanwhile, behind the Great desert. On now peaceful land where Dragon temple rested Guardian of ice, Cyril heard someone knocking on the thick door separating the interior of the temple and the outside world.

“Open up! It's me!” Voice shouted and door where knocked again. Cyril approached the door and it opened up slowly once he got close enough. Small group of four cheetahs stood there and one of them fore the familiar red robe and large bow of his rested on his back.

“Nice to see you Hunter.” Cyril greeted

“Greetings Ice guardian.” Hunter greeted and made small bow and other tree bowed as well.

“Come inside.” Cyril said and begun to walk deeper into the temple. Hunter as his companions stepped inside and when the door shut behind them one of them turned out quickly to meet possible foe what of course wasn't there.

“Looks like some of you are still a bit edgy.” Cyril spoke while walking front of another door.

“Well war against the dark master's shadow spawns where hard and difficult and some of us haven't fully recovered from stress yet.” Hunter answered.

“I can't blame you, the war was long and very difficult. Even us... never mind.” Cyril stopped front of second door what opened up moment afterwards and they stepped inside to greet the huge dragon statue middle of the room. Volteer noticed the door to open and greet the visitors with smile.

“Ah guests! We where expecting you Hunter but if I knew there would be more of you I would have arranged something to eat!” Volteer spoke so fast some of the cheetahs had difficulties to keep up with him

“Thank you Guardian of electricity but we have just eaten.” Hunter replied trying to be polite.

“Oh don't be silly. There is no need of formalities and it is a bit shame. I could have made delicious, scrumptious, luscious, ambrosial, delightful...” Volteer once again babbled with such speed, while walking to next room holding pool of visions, what made visitors to stare eachother.

“does he speak always like that?” one cheetah asked from another who only shrugged back.

“Unfortunately yes... Follow me.” Cyril answered and walked after yellow dragon.

They finally reached the room with pool of visions and greeted the earth guardian, Terrador. Ignitus hoverer where not with them.

“I see you have come back Hunter.” Terrador spoke with his natural deep voice.

“Yes we have and we have some news too. Vilu, the maps please.” Hunter said and Vilu took his backpack and grapped several paperscrolls from inside and gave them to Hunter. He unhooded his head to see better and opened the scrolls on floor to reveal map of dragon realms and few other distant lands and islands..

“Scouts reports that Islands around the dragon temple is relatively safe to move. Only few groups of apes here and here. Who posses no danger to us. In mainland on other pawn there is intense powerstrugle going on between groups of apes. Koveras tell you more.” Hunter stopped

“Me and other Cheetahs who have scouted the area have come to the conclusion that now when dark master has no influence to control either the apes or shadow creatures, the apes have formed small groups... clans on other words and begun to fight against each other to gain more power. Largest clans what he have seen consist around 600 apes and they are very sensitive about their territories and there is often some level of violations of the 'borders' of their area which usually leads to small but brutal fights. Apes favours the forests but small groups are sometimes seen on grasswields ” Koveras finished and Vilu begun to continue the report.

“The shadow creatures on other pawn are become like animals. Mostly loners, while some gather some level of group and one of them act as alpha creature. Lacking the intelligence they does not form bigger groups than 15 or 20 since larger the group is, then more usually there is fight over the position of groupleader. Faced alone they poses minor threat but if you meet pack of them better run than fight unless you know what you're doing. Apes have forced some of the shadow creatures outside the forests while unclaimed areas still are infested by them. But their number is diminishing slowly”

“So what you're saying they fighting against eachother and leaving us outside of this?” Cyril asked.

“Shortly, yes. In fact, they have made no serious actions against us, Attlawa, Manweresmalls, or any other races as far we know.” Hunter said

“And what about Spyro and Cynder? You know anything about them?” Came voice from doorway leading to balcony. Group turned their heads to see Guardian of fire, Ignitus who had faint smile of hope. Group remained silent for a moment.

“There is no news about Spyro... or Cynder... I'm sorry.” Hunter said softly, trying to make the impact of news less hurtful. It didn't really work and Ignitus' mood sank.

“Don't worry Ignitus. I didn't get to know them too long but far as I know them they're fine and If they are out somewhere we will find them. I promise you that.” Hunter continued quickly. Ignitus just nodded and headed back outside. Volteer stood up and walked after him and leaved other's do discuss the reports.

“Ignitus.” Volteer walked beside him while he walked to the end of the balcony. Ignitus didn't reply.

“Ignitus, please. You should stop hurting your own feelings like this. Hunter have promised to search young and I'm sure he fulfils that promise. Spyro is resourceful and strong young dragon and Cynder is sagacious dragoness who has spirit of a warrior inside her. Trust me when I say. They're alive. They're fine. Trying to find their way back to home.”

“How you can be so sure Volteer?” Ignitus said trying to hold up his tears.

“Even if I have electric tongue like Cyril over there keeps telling me I can think clearly and my mind says they are fine. Just don't give up the hope just yet.”

“Well that is a start.” Ignitus said

“What you mean?” Volteer asked puzzled.

“You just admitted you have electric tongue.” Faint smile escaped from his face.

“I did? Now I feel self-conscious.”

“Embarrassed?” Ignitus guessed.

“I just said that.” Volteer replied. Ignitus begun to chuckle what into Volteer soon joined.

“Can you promise one thing Volteer?” Ignitus said after a moment

“Anything Ignitus!”

“don't ever change. You the best fellow guardian and a friend I could never wish for.” Ignitus said and hugged Volteer. Yellow dragon was surprised by this but he hugged back in a mere second.

“I won't.” Volteer replied and turned his gaze into sky .

“Oh my. What a unanticipated turn of events.” Volteer said not believing what he was seeing. Ignitus broke the hug and turned his head where Volteer where staring at and his jaw dropped open what he saw. Dragons... Many of them flying towards them. Bigger and smaller alike.

Back at the far west beyond the endless sand and off charts, unusual group of four travelled towards west. Spyro who carried Unconscious body of Markus, Sparx who kept sniggering and finally Cynder who was embarrassed, unhappy and becoming very angry

“I never understand how you managed to speak me into this.” Cynder shook her head trying to keep her anger under control.”

“Hehe... I never thought that would make you feel that way but this is all the better!” Sparx laughed. Spyro looked behind and saw Cynder carrying the crossbow on her tail. Tail going trough the hole created by string and the 'bow' part of the weapon.
In order to her keep weapon intact she had to keep her tail up so it would not fall on her tailblade and cut of the string or being dragged along the ground. Raising her tail too high on the other hand made it easily to fall on her tailbase, which felt say the least, very unconformable and it where hard to shook it back on the middle. If that wasn't enough she couldn't wave her tail side to side to balance her walk like she normally would or she might toss the crossbow off her tail, probably cutting the string in the process. Therefore her walking looked very awkward in Spyro's eyes. She walked almost if she is drunk. Trying to keep from laughing he turned his head ahead again but Cynder already noticed Spyro.

“What you're laughing at?” Cynder asked sharply.

“Nothing...” Spyro couldn't but to chuckle.

“Not again!” Cynder shouted when crossbow once again fell onto her tailbase and with that both Spyro and Sparx burst into laugh.

“You two are unbelievable!”

“Haha! Sorry Cynder I... Hehe... I can't help it.” Spyro tried to calm down but with little success. Cynder shook herself violently trying to get the bow off the base of her tail but it firmly stood in place.

“Come on!” She said angrily while she shook herself more. Sparx had hard time of keep on flying as he laughed hard enough to make it almost hurt.

“Don't just stand there, take it off!” Cynder shouted trying to do everything in her disposal to get crossbow off her tale undamaged but nothing helped.

“TAKE IT OFF ME!!” She shouted from bottom of her lungs.

“Ok ok I'll take if off.” Spyro finally turned around and took it into his mouth and pulled it carefully off her tail completely Cynder sighed from relief before she turned her murdering glance on Sparx. To the very root of her troubles she had for last hour. Sparx gathered himself up soon enough to tee Cynder trying to leap on him. Sparx barely avoided her jump and begun to fly away from her while she did not want to do anything else but catch the yellow pester and give him well earned payback.

“Come here you glowing bug!” Cynder shouted while running after him.

“Not going to happen!”

“I'm not going to hurt you!”

“I don't believe you!”

“I won't hurt you bad!”

“I still don't believe you!” They kept running back and forth on the grassy plains where hills are becoming more and more less dominant of the landscape. Old but otherwise beautiful forest could be seen and recognised barely few miles away from East and North. Spyro followed the two runners on the field with his eyes smiling even if he knew she would turn on him once she was thought with Sparx. He suddenly felt movement on his back and realised ranger where finally waking up.

Mkananoja · Nov 25, 2008 12:12 AM

And here it finally is!
22nd chapter!

lol... took a while I admit but I had a live attend to and maybe the lack of inspiration had it own part as well but plaah...

now my small fanfic has officially over 50 000 words and over 300 000 characters and it is now about 87 pages long... meh...

I've also reposted (edited actually) the previous chapters and fixed those odd errors what took place when spyroforums got moved and more inportant, fixed many grammar mistakes. I'm not saying there aint none left but it should be easier to read now.

In this chapter i wanted to try to be more... emotional. i dont know if i overdid it thought but im somewhat satisfied the result nevertheless. also; this chapter contains first song. it aint mines thought but felt i had to add it. you can find the rough translation for the lyrics at the first post under the spoilertag and there you can find the link to youtube where this song is actually sang.

meh... to tell the truth when i wrote those lyrics down and listened at the same time, i cried... yes... i am 21 year old writer and i cried.

but plaah... anyway... the chapter!
any comments; good, bad, threathening (well perhaps minus the threathening) is welcome!
Enjoy!

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Chapter 22 - Stars

“I still don't believe you!” They kept running back and forth on the grassy plains where hills are becoming more and more less dominant of the landscape. Old but otherwise beautiful forest could be seen and recognised barely few miles away from East and North. Spyro followed the two runners on the field with his eyes and he smirked even if he knew she would turn on him once she was thought with Sparx. He suddenly felt movement on his back and realised ranger where finally waking up. Spyro carefully lowered himself and slid him off his back. Ranger turned on his back and murmured something Spyro could not catch up. After a while Markus heard scream nearby and his still dizzy head cleared in a instant and his eyes shot open. Spyro startled his sudden comeback and before he could even react Markus pulled himself up to sit and snagged one of his knifes and hold it up before him, ready to strike anything what might pose even the slightest threat. Ranger observed scene ahead of him and even he saw that Cynder where giving chase to Sparx and she lunged towards Sparx who barely dodged it with a another scream, his brains didn't register that at all. Finally recovered from shock Spyro swallowed small lump in his throat and opened his mouth to speak up

“Take it easy Markus.” Spyro managed to say before ranger turned his head towards him swiftly and stared directly on him.

“There is nothing you should be afraid of. Markus, put that thing down” Spyro continued with soft voice. Markus hesitated first before he finally registered what was going around or more likely he was not in danger and he slowly lowered his knife before he hid it under his clothes.

“Cynder look! Your assassin is awake!” Sparx shouted to Cynder. Cynder stopped briefly to look over Spyro and saw Ranger up sitting as well. She shook her head,

“Don't change the subject!” Cynder shouted back to Sparx and tried to jump over him barely missing him again.

“Stay still!” She yelled before cat-and-mouse run started over again. Spyro smiled for amusement while Markus where totally lost what was going on.

“Don't mind them, Cynder is just having fun.” Spyro said nodding his head towards two runners

“You're hurt. You should take it easy for a moment before you try anything or you might just hurt yourself” He said with more serious tune but kept his voice friendly. Markus just looked on him puzzled but before long he relaxed a bit and begun to tend his wounds once again. Spyro just sit there next to him and observed how Cynder had fun giving Sparx his run, or better put, fly of his life. Before long his mind drifted and focused only on her and forget everything else. Her past was dark indeed and she was supposed to be his sworn enemy but now she was freed from Malefor's influence and how gorgeous young dragoness she turned out to be after she gained her real body back. Her scales where pure black and yet they reflected the sunlight almost perfectly. Glimmering like small black diamonds and still they where soft and warm to touch and he loved every single scale on her. Her eyes... so... beautiful, so deep. Those emerald green eyes what he prized the most. And her smile, he would give a star from sky to only see her smile. Spyro kept staring her blindly and didn't notice she where actually walking back to him with satisfied smirk. Cynder walked all the way just front of him before Spyro came back to his senses. He saw that she was up to something and why she looked so odd? And where is...

“Ehh... Cynder, where is Sparx?” Spyro asked with slight concern. Did she actually hurt him? Spyro felt even more uneasy when she just gave even bigger smile and yet tried to keep her mouth shut. Spyro soon realised what she had and is doing.

“You didn't...” Spyro managed to say before loud murmur where heard from her mouth and that voice wasn't hers.

“Get me out of here! My wings are getting molty! Cynder!! PLEASE!!!” Sparx hysterical voice yelled out. Cynder opened her mouth and split small dragonfly out to ground between two dragons covered with her saliva. Seeing this with corner of his eyes Markus chuckled but Spyro outdid him, he literally burst into laugh. Sparx looked upon himself with disgust.

“Eww... That was horrible. Now I smell almost bad as you do.” Sparx said and pointed Cynder. Cynder reached her head closer Sparx and turned her head so that only one of her eyes could see him.

“Oh really now, want me to fix that?” Cynder said and gave devilish smile. Sparx went pale in an instant and crawled away from her as fast he could towards Spyro, who now where laughing more than ever, however Cynder didn't n into laugh since she had something else in her mind, Markus noticed this but Spyro where totally obvious to notice this.. It took few good minutes before he managed to calm down and once he did Cynder spoke out.

“It's good that you have fun since now it's your turn to be punished.” Cynder said with low voice what yet had small tint of excitement in it. Spyro barely had time to turn his attention on her before she already leapt on him and her talons already tickling him from where she knew they would do their worst; just under his forelegs, the armpits. Spyro unable to support himself with she on top of him and all the tickling, He collapsed on ground on his side what only made things worse, he was totally exposed now to her quick pawns and she didn't hesitate to take the advantage she now had. Spyro laughed hysterically and kept kicking the air instinctively in futile attempt to free himself from the torture.

“HehahaHAHA!! Please!! HAHAhehe! Wha-- HAHA! What I ever did to you?! HAHAHAHA!” Spyro managed to yelp between all the laugher and without breath. Markus hesitated should he interfere anyhow but came into conclusion from this one he should stay out, besides they seem to have great time... or at least one of them.

“Nothing much, just laughed at me when I needed some help that's all. I just enjoy this too much.” Cynder said with wide smirk while she continued her vengeful act.

“Cy-- HahahaHEheha!! Please!! HAHAHAhaHA! I-- I can't breath! HEHEhaHAHA!” Spyro kicked Cynder to her abdomen by accident with such strength that she lost her breath and where forced to take few steps backward. She gasped for air but where unable to breath out. She stared blindly at ground front of her chocked and her mouth slightly open. Spyro where alerted to situation but not before Markus has already got up and ran behind her. He placed her between his legs and wrapped his arms around her just under her forelegs and squeezed, forcing the bad air out. Cynder fought against his grip subconsciously by trying inhale instead but ranger kept his grip firmly and squeezed harder despite his scarred arm kept complaining by aching badly.

“What you're doing!? Stop that!” Spyro shouted and where about to push him away but Markus shot serious glance over him, telling him that he should let him do what he's doing. Spyro hesitated, his very nature irrationally demanded to protect her at all cost and yet he didn't know what to do. After a brief second Markus relaxed his arms and allowed her to inhale before he pressed on his grip again and this time pushing bad air out was easier. Second time his hands relaxed and third time he squeezed again before completely letting her to breathe on her own. He released her and stepped off her. Cynder breathed hard and deep still in in some level of chock and Spyro rushed next to her.

“Cynder! Are you okay?” Spyro asked filled by concern and lowered one of his wings over her to comfort her.

“I... I think I am....” Cynder said after she had calmed down a bit.

“Sorry Cynder. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me.” Spyro said feeling deep guilt that he had kicked her in the first place.

“hm... olkaa varovaisempia seuraavalla kerralla...” Ranger said with his normal, semi-emotionless voice. Cynder quickly picked up what exactly had happened and remembered that it was him, not Spyro who actually helped her. Unable to comprehend this she dashed to other side of Spyro and used him as a shield of sort to cover herself from his small eyes.

“Get him away from me...” She whispered. She felt a bit violated being touched by someone she didn't exactly trust. This creature has almost killed Spyro twice before her very eyes and those images still haunted her. Spyro sighed and covered her again with his wing and walked with her a bit further away, looking back to Markus and showing that he was grateful for his help. They walked few meters before they sat down and Cynder lowered her had on Spyro's shoulder.

“You're okay?” Spyro finally said, breaking the silence. Cynder nodded against his shoulder.

“You shouldn't be so hostile towards him, he actually helped you when I could not. If there is someone you wish to blame that would be me Since it was me who kicked you.”

“Spyro... I've seen you near death twice because of him and both times I thought you where gone. Why you're so calm and why you're so friendly to him?” Cynder inquired. Spyro remained quiet for a moment.

“Well... The dreams or visions or whatever they where told that he is important.”

“Dreams is hardly a reason for anything Spyro. Up till now he hasn't been nothing else but a problem to us.”

“Maybe so but he didn't abandon us when we needed help did he? He can't be that bad.” Spyro said. They both heard loud snap behind them and they looked behind to see that Markus has cut down young tree and where now cutting smaller branches off it with his knife while Sparx observed his doings kept pestering him with some random comments.

“Well perhaps you're right... I... I just don't trust him. I don't know why but I just don't.”

“If you don't trust him then trust me. I'm sure that he is a good guy.” Spyro tried to reassure her. Cynder just sighed.

“I wish it could be that easy Spyro but it isn't”

“I'm not asking you to change this instant but give him a change, He helped you after all.”

“Okay... In one condition.” Smile crept on her face.

“Ok... what that would be?” Spyro asked inquisitively.

“I can continue where I left off!” Cynder shouted and pushed him over, this time making sure his leg weren't directed towards her. Spyro didn't have time to get up again not alone to run away from her before she had her pawns all over him already.

Markus raised his head to see that black dragoness felt better and in fact she where having fun again. Faint smile escaped his face before he turned his attention back on his thick stick he where now carving and removing branches while he did.

“Pff... Evil she-dragon is so on to it again... Does she ever grow up? No wait... I've seen her big already... hrrr...” Sparx shuttered. One of the wooden swarf that kept building up under Ranger's work hit Sparx to his back.

“Ow! Careful! What you're doing anyway huh?” Sparx shouted sharp but Markus paid no attention on him and actually sliced shiftily again causing another chip to fly and hit him.

“Ok... you're turning dangerous and you dont want to become hostile towards me because... because... I have this!” Sparx picked up one small branch and mimicked ranger's style when he wielded a sword. Poking and swinging his wooden stick towards him and shouting loud HA! and TAKE THAT! here and there but Markus still didn't paid any attention on him. Becoming frustrated he became more daring and came even closer to Markus and making even faster moves.

“You know... I could become quite good swords-dragonfly!” He said proudly to himself and kept making attacks his imaginary enemy front of him. He then spun around and lunged his stick, driving it through his invisible opponent but he actually hit Markus to his arm by accident and as almost for reply Markus stood up, holing his 'slightly' larger stick of his own and smiled for his own work. Sparx on another hand took this that he was turned upon him and he dropped his pathetic branch and flew away from him, covering his head as he fled.

“I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” Sparx yelled in panic. What ranger have actually done wasn't a stick but rather a staff to help himself so he could walk on his wounded leg. Of course he could walk without it but with this he didn't have to stumble so much. Cynder joyful moment got interrupted when yellow dragonfly hit her to her side and dropped on ground flat. Surprised by this she forgot to tickle her victim and Spyro took the moment of change given to him and jumped up and took few quick steps before he stumbled on his own feet and fell on ground again still chuckling a bit. Cynder just quickly glanced over Sparx, Spyro and Sparx again.

“Sparx?” She said.

“Help me! That hairless assassin has turned upon me! “ Spark said at took cover behind her. Cynder turned her head to see this assassin of his and saw Ranger walking slowly back and forth with his new staff and he looked generally happy.

“Ooh... he looks scary.” Cynder said ironically while turning her head towards small dragonfly. Sparx just folded his arms unamused.

“Who looks scary?” Spyro said getting up and walking next to her carefully, still being uncertain if he where still in 'danger' and left few good feets between him and her in case coast wasn't clear just yet

“The one with large stick not far enough! I swear he where about to hit me with that stick!” Spark pointed towards Markus who where now watching back at them with faint smile.

“Why he would try and hit you?” Spyro asked inquisitively

“Because... I hit him...” Sparx finally admitted.

“You hit him?” Cynder asked surprised and chuckled and Spyro quickly followed her example.

“That's right... laugh for now. He is going to punch me with that thing eventually.” Sparx sighed

“hehe... perhaps, perhaps not... ahem.... Now that it looks like he can walk on his own we should keep going. Come on Cynder.” Spyro said and nodded towards the ranger who patiently waited where he stood and began to walk to him. Sparx crossed his arm again and frowned.

“I'm not going anywhere near him. Who knows what devious plans he have planned for my head.”

“You better do or I'll use my plans to get you beg you would face him instead of me.” Cynder smirked behind him.

“Oh and what pla--GWAH!” Sparx startled and backed away when Cynder hold her mouth open and snap her teeth together just mere inch away from him.

“ok. fine geez. If he does something to me I come and haunt you.” Sparx argued. Cynder took step closer and snapped her jaws together again. Sparx spun around and flew to Spyro for cover. Cynder sniggered before she took a pace and caught up with them.

Group of four travelled slowly towards east and leaving the sun that crept in sky slowly to opposite direction behind them. Grass begun to grow shorter again as they approached the ancient forest that seemed to spread further than they could actually see and wind breezed lazily over them Spyro glanced behind him few times to see if they are followed but other than few wild animals he couldn't see anything, expect for the hills they have now left behind far behind and those many snow tipped mountains up north of the hills. None of the four had broken the silence in few hours as all of them felt there wasn't much to say anyway but despite the silence hours seemed to pass without them noticing it at all and they found themselves from edge of the forest. Up close it seemed very old. Evergreen trees rose high above the sky and their moss-covered trunks where thicker than none of them has ever seen before, several feet in diameter. Forest cast thick shadows under their roots and ground where covered with moist moss and the very air felt heavy. Unlike from far away up close forest seemed less inviting, almost repulsive and group felt they where being watched.

Dragons decided to call off for the day and both of them flew away to find something them to eat and after an hour or two they returned with rabbit and few pigeons and after trying to convince Markus that they had already ate he thanked in his own odd language and begun to eat what they had brought. Spyro was first uncertain what they should do with the watch but he nor Cynder didn't have to think long as ranger spoke something and pointed himself and then own eyes with two fingers and finally pointed the landscape they had left behind. Spyro tried to change his mind by mimicking his sings and taking first watch but ranger where firm and kept telling he will guard the restingplace and with that the stumbled up with support of his staff and walked good distance away and sat upon rock, hidden behind few pushes. Spyro turned his head towards Cynder and asked for advice but she just shrugged back and said that if ranger really wanted to take first watch then there was little they can do about it. Cynder laid herself on ground and Spyro took his place next to her so they could keep eachother warm over the night. After sharing goodnight kisses and listening Sparx gagging while they did, they curled around eachother and drifted to sleep. Sky begun slowly turning to orange, red then purple and finally black and stars begun to fill up the sky after another and soon it where filled by countless of them. Night animals begun to woke up and curiously observed the invaders that had now appeared to edge of the forest but they leaved the dragons to sleep peacefully.

“Hey wake up!” Someone whispered to Spyro's ear. He just grunted in his sleep and took more comfortable position.

“Come on you purple freak, wake up!” Came the voice again and Spyro felt someone pulling him from his horn. He took deep yawn before he lazily opened his eyes to see his glowing brother looking directly into his eyes.

“Sparx? Nmhhm... What is it Sparx?” Spyro said before he took another yawn.

“Good, you're awake. I thought it would take an army of screeching apes to wake you up. Come on, you should see this!” Sparx said

“See what? And Whatabout Cynder?” Spyro said regretting already he had to wake up in the first place.

“Well do whatever you want with her but--”

“Too late, I'm awake already” Cynder interrupted and opened her eyes slowly.

“Great... well... you should see this quickly! Come on! Hop hop!” Sparx tried to get them to move. Spyro stretched his limbs and Cynder did likewise and they followed Sparx as he lead them back to grassland. They didn't travel long before Sparx stopped and hold his hand up.

“What is going on Sparx? What we should see?” Spyro said rather unexcited

“This better to be good or I'll have dragonflies for breakfast..” Cynder said irritated

“Shhh! Listen.” Sparx said sharply. Dragons rose their heads higher to hear anything unusual but other than crickets and lone owl they didn't hear anything and all.

“I can't hear an...” Spyro got quiet again when he heard faint humming not too far away. He looked Cynder who looked back at him same time and he saw that he wasn't the only one who have heard that. They carefully crept closer the voice and pushed the vegetation apart to see Ranger sitting and leaning to his staff and he kept gazing the stars on clear horizon. And he hummed quietly and begun to sing with whispering voice but slowly more brave. His voice got rasping when he tried to sing at higher pinch and he lost his voice few times as well but he sung anyway. He sung from his hearth and is voice where gloomy and even if they didn't understand a word he sung the song touched them. Dragons felt the sadness that swept thought them and all three felt sorrow that ranger was in. Cynder walked up next to Spyro and sat down and Spyro saw that she had tear in on her cheek. He nuzzled the tear away and both listened his song.

Täällä Pohjantähden alla, korkeimmalla kukkulalla
Katson kauas kaukaisuuteen, tulet uniin uudestaan.
Täällä Pohjantähden alla, taivas täyttyy purppuralla
siitä suojakseni peiton minä itselleni saan.

Ja alla Pohjantähden minä tulen, minä lähden
Ja vain Pohjantähden nähden itken vuokses kyyneleen.

Täällä Pohjantähden alla, murheita on laulajalla,
täällä kuu kumoittava on myös alakuloinen.
Täällä Pohjantähden alla, hiipii sieluun asti halla,
ja tunteet tappamalla, rikki repii sydämen.

Ja alla Pohjantähden minä tulen, minä lähden
Ja vain Pohjantähden nähden itken vuokses kyyneleen.

Täällä Pohjantähden alla, korkeimmalla kukkulalla
Katson kauas kaukaisuuteen, tulet uniin uudestaan.
Täällä Pohjantähden alla, taivas täyttyy purppuralla
siitä suojakseni peiton minä itselleni saan.

Ja alla Pohjantähden minä tulen, minä lähden
Ja vain Pohjantähden nähden itken vuokses kyyneleen.

Markus lowered his head down and begun humming again. Feeling strong urge to comfort him Cynder got up slowly and walk to him and sat next to him while Spyro took place next to her. Ranger turned his head to see his companions while still humming the melody of the previous song and both dragons saw his face; even through darkness of the night you could see that his face has turned red and it was wet; he have been crying. Continuing humming and without bothering to sweep his tears away he slowly nodded to two dragons. Spyro and Cynder replied to his nod with their own before Markus gazed upon the stars again. Cynder buried her head on her chosen one's shoulder and purple dragon covered her with wing, lowered his head over hers and held her close to him and both closed their eyes. They heard faint song starting over again and young dragoness covered purple dragon like he have her and couple held eachother even closer. They felt sadness what his song radiated as their own and felt like they have lost something, something important, something dear, something they loved from their hearth. Tears slowly fled from their eyes and ran along their nuzzles.

Song finally ended and he remained silent. He whispered something to emptiness and slowly stood up and cleaned tears from his face and turned around back to their resting place and begun to walk towards it, leaving the dragons to comfort eachother. Spyro opened his eye and rose his head a bit.

“Cynder, you feel okay?” He whispered She sniffed.

“Yeah I'm fine. You?” She whispered backstabber

“I'll manage. You should go get some sleep. I take from here.”

“Not yet Spyro... not just yet...” She said quietly, pulling him closer.

“Not just yet.” He answered and laid his head down on his black dragoness'. They stayed there for several minutes before Cynder felt strong enough to break the embrace.

“Good night my emerald.” Spyro said softly and they shared long deep kiss.

“Good night my purple hero. See you at tomorrow. I love you.” She said and gave quick peak to him before she went back to rest.

“I love you too.” Spyro said after her. Spyro stretched again and sat down. He heard familiar buzz coming closer. Spyro turned his head towards the familiar noise and he saw what he didn't exactly expected to see. He was wiping away some tears of his own.

“Sparx, have you been crying?” Spyro inquired

“Me? No, of course not... I just... just...” Sparx tried to control himself but new tear came to his eye and he lost it. He took off and darted to him and hugged Spyro from his neck.

“It's so sad!” Sparx cried out loud. Being a bit surprised first he hugged his smaller brother carefully with his pawn with faint smile.

“There now Sparx, It's okay. Its okay.” Spyro said and raised his head to gaze the sleeping nature that opened before his eyes. His mind drifted to rangers and to his song of his. 'Why he singed? He have lost something no doubt but what? What is his story? Why he is here?' His mind where occupied with these thoughts until he remembered Sparx again. He looked down to his pawn and saw that he had fallen to sleep against his chest. He gingerly lowered his pawn and he curled his tail and laid him middle of it. Sparx mumbled something but he didn't catch what he said but it made him smile nevertheless. He turned his head back to horizon. 'It would be helpful If there would be any real way to talk with him. At least that way we might finally get know him and learn about his past. The sooner he learns, the better.'

“It's up to us to teach him our language.” Spyro whispered to himself as he kept his watch and listened His brother's faint snore.

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any comments; good, bad, threathening (well perhaps minus the threathening) is welcome!

dragonball06 · Mar 12, 2009 1:12 AM

Mkananoja...

I can complement this story in one word

INCREDIBLE!!!!!

If i were a decent artist and had a lot of time on my hands, I would try and draw a comic strip parody of it and post it on Spyro Pictures!

This is one well done piece of work, great job Mkananoja!
If you have time, I would really like to see the rest of it! (If there is any left...you haven't posted since last November, so I'm wondering if your done)

Anyway...Keep up the good work! I love this story!

Check out my story on this forum if you can: WHEN HEROES COLLIDE

gitgud101 · Aug 27, 2009 6:26 PM

This is an excellent story, but bad grammar, and, uh... you seemd to have stopped writing it. Still, 10/10!

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