Cynder Oneshot

The Mad Thatter · Oct 03, 2010 7:08 PM

I don't feel real sometimes. I feel like I'm in a suit, and my thoughts are all jumbled. I feel like there are memories I've forgotten, and I'm so close to uncovering, but I can't. I don't know why. But I don't think this is me.
I know this is my life, and I'm not dead. The dead don't gain memories, but I do. But somehow, I feel like I've got another life out there, a life that's switched to pause. I told Malefor this, but he just laughed and told me that I was just weird. There was something about his eyes that told me he was keen to leave the subject, though.
I sometimes think I can see someone different when I look in mirrors, or in the black ice that surrounds the fortress. I think I see a child. Not literally, but my face seems so young for a second, with bright, child-like eyes and a peaky face. It's masked over by the strong, womanly, thin face in less than a second. It's like something out of the corner of my eye - a something that you can choose to forget if you want to.
I remember once, when I'd failed to steal the crystals Malefor wanted, he'd hit me really hard, and called me a pathetic little whelpling. On paper, that doesn't sound so strange, but there was something oddly truthful about his voice, y'know. He's been all distant ever since this Spyro came into the picture. He's been talking to me, oh yes, but keeps hooking me up to this strange machine. I seem half-asleep, but I'm aware of everything around me, and I know I'm awake. But, after a session of being chained to this odd device, I suddenly find myself bombardered with memories. I remember them how you would, but I know, I most definatly know, that these visions are not mine.
Dreams are hard to explain. I have the same one over and over again, only altered. It's like it's the only information I have to go on. I'm peering out of an eggshell, up at a thin, horsey face with glowing eyes. I feel weak, so weak I can't move and all I want to do is sleep. But this strange creature grasps me and chains me to a horrible machine, with cuffs round my wrists and tubes sticking into my soft sides. All I know next is that I'm in pain - horrible, searing agony. Of course, it doesn't really hurt. It nearly hurts, but not quite - I mean, it's a dream. But all the same, I don't like having it every night. And I do. I never dream of anything else. I don't know if I can, but I won't.
It's only when I'm thinking I notice these things. When I'm angry, or sad, or happy, I feel perfectly normal and this-is-me. It's like a dream or something, it's only when I get out of the emotion I realise something was strange. I can be so happy but, later, I can be so clueless to why.

It's weird, being the only dragon around here. Malefor visits frequently, but he's just checking. Routine. It's mainly Gaul and all the other apes, and they freak me out. It's like they know something I don't - and I think they do. They're constantly in their own conversations. Ever had the thing where you walk up to a group of people and their conversation stops so you know they were talking about you? That always happens. Every single time I approach them.
When they actually talk to me like I'm really...well...old. They're always commenting on my looks, like I'm not there, or like I can't understand. It's like they think I'm a whelpling. And, if I'm honest, I feel like one.
Mad, eh?

Authors Comments:
A very short oneshot, so, if you're reading, don't expect anymore. I just got a sudden urge to write from the manipulated, evil Cynder's point of view. She doesn't know what's happened to her, and I wanted to capture that confusion.
I'll just point out a few things such as
Seeing her younger self - I like to think that the early-growth manipulation curse placed on Cynder will only work as long as she believes she is a fully grown dragon. In those early hours when she is on the verge of thinking she is still young, she looks young for a second, before her old thoughts take over.
Dreaming the same things over and over again - Cynder was manipulated really young, so I think that the memories of that are the only real ones she has, therefore she can't dream of anything not based on that.
Being hooked up to a strange machine and obtaining new memories - Malefor thinks that Spyro is going to try and convince Cynder she is still young, therefore he is implanting new memories into Cynder's mind so as to hopefully strengthen the curse he has put on her and get Cynder to believe more that she is a fully grown dragon. Unfortunatly, this isn't working as well as he would like.

shade105 · Dec 22, 2010 6:52 AM

I must say that I am impressed. I am so pleased with the way you developed the idea that maybe behind Cynder's dark side, there was a small helpless whelping. Amazing!

The only thing i suggest is to step back on colloquialisms. The thing is that the common 'slang' does not sound good in general literature, and especially a character how does not use that kind of language, per say.

Besides that, I give you five stars! ^_^

#1 Oct 03, 2010 7:08 PM

Cynder Oneshot

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