darkSpyro

good story!

Yayz, I have 4 readers now!!!

yes its really good whens the next chapter?

Ooohhh, here it is! I forgot!!

Spyro ran toward the house as fast as he could, wanting to get away from whoever/whatever had said that. Unfortunately, it was a very long driveway. The melodramatic whistle continued, this time much faster than usual. Spyro did not dare to look back, and continued to run on all fours toward the small, cozy and safe house. He finally reached the end of the driveway, the house was now in sight.

'I'm going to make it!' He said in his mind. All of a sudden something appeared right in front of him, and Spyro collided with it, sending him hurling forward. He crashed on the ground, quickly stood up and turned to what he had tripped over.

"Spyro, buddy! We've been looking all over for you! Where have you been?" Hunter said excitedly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Oh, it's you, Hunter... You wouldn't believe it, but someone's at the end of the driveway! I was nearly killed!" Spyro explained, still quivering.

"What? Aw, come on Spyro, there's no one there!" Hunter smiled, but remembering the last incident when he didn't believe Spyro made him worried.

"You wanna bet? Whatever it was, it was whistling in a real creepy tone, and if I'm not mistaken, it was to the tune of 'My Darling Clementine!'" Spyro recalled.

"God, that's creepy!" Elora said.

"You're telling me! But now it's gone, so there's nothing to be scared abou-" Spyro started, but was interupted by the wind rustling the leaves from the trees that were right next to them.

"It's just the wind," Elora said shakily. Everyone stared into the darkness. Nothing.

"You see?" She added, laughing nervously. The faint sound of the whistle filled the air. It was still in that same tune.

"There it is! Do you hear it?" Spyro yelled a little too loudly.

"No. I don't hear anything," Hunter said. The whistle grew louder.

"It's coming this way, you guys! Let's go!" Spyro whined and tugged at Hunter's arms.

"But there's nothing, Spyro! All I hear is the wind," he replied, refusing to be lead inside the house. The whistling was now louder than ever.

"Wait! I do hear it," Hunter added, looking at the spot where it was coming from. There was a deafening gust of wind, along with a strange howl. Everyone froze, eyes wide. Then at the same time, everyone booked for the house, almost tripping each other to get to the door. Once everyone was inside, Hunter locked it and put one of those boards across it, then ran over to his uncle and shook him.

"Uncle! Uncle!" He cried. Hunter looked at his friends. "He's just sleeping," he suggested and shook his uncle some more. No response. "Uncle Hubert! No!" He shouted, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"He's... Dead?" Bianca gasped.

"...Yes..." Hunter sniffed and turned around.

"Well now what are we going to do? There's a-something out there and there's no one here but us!" Spyro yelled, looking all around him.

"I DON'T KNOW! Okay?" Hunter shouted, his light blue eyes shimmering with his tears. Obviously he was much too concerned with his uncle being dead.

"Sorry, Hunter... I know it's sad, but we have to focus on OUR lives right now!" Spyro apologized, placing his hand on his shoulder. The door shook rapidly.

"OH MY GOD!" Bianca screamed and ran into the bathroom and locked herself in there. Then whatever that was on the other side of the door banged on it roughly, trying to get it.

"I think my uncle had a rifle upstairs, I'll go get it!" Hunter said quickly and took off up the stairs.

"Great, now it's just us," Spyro whimpered to Elora and the Professor. Moneybags had refused to go to the farm after the last monster incident and stayed locked up in his mansion. Right now Spyro actually envied him.

"We have to hold the door close!" He added and walked over to the door to hold it shut. Elora and the Professor joined him, and did all they could to hold it shut. Each bang increased in strength and size. Hunter finally came back and pointed his rifle at the door.

"Move!" Hunter shouted. Spyro, Elora and the Professor all jumped out of the way. There was an earsplitting shot, and the bullets went through the door and collided with whatever was behind it. There was a petrifying yelp and a groan. Then nothing but silence. Blood seeped in from under the door and onto the carpet.

"Oh my God," Spyro said in wonder. They walked over to the door and opened it. There, lying on the ground was an old cheetah dressed in farm clothes. He looked similar to Hubert.

"Oh no..." Hunter gasped, putting his paw over his mouth.

"Who was it?" Spyro demanded to know. Suddenly someone had placed a hand on Hunter's shoulder. He jumped and spun around.

"Uncle?" Hunter asked, not believing his eyes.

"Yes, and what's all this racket?" His uncle demanded.

"Uncle, I thought you were dead!" He cried and hugged him.

"What? Heavens no! I must have fell into a pretty deep sleep, I didn't get much sleep last night, you know," Hubert explained. Hunter then snapped to realization.

"Uncle, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, but I think I killed someone," he confessed.

"Huh? Let me see," his uncle said and looked behind the door at the dead cheetah.

"Good heavens, nephew! You killed my neighbor!" He added, shocked.

"I did?" Hunter choked.

"Yeah, but he was a mean old bastard anyway... He comes every week and bangs on my door to know if I'll sell my farm to him! Annoying, that's what he was," Hubert explained to all of them.

"But Hubert, I was down at the end of the driveway and heard someone whistling behind me! It was to the tune of 'My Darling Clementine'," Spyro piped up.

"Oh yes, that old coot loved that song... Used to whistle all the time, in fact it got on my nerves one time when I was gardening," Hubert said.

"Oh... But that doesn't explain the howl!" Elora said.

"Are you kiddin'? There's coyotes out here all of the time! You probably just startled one of 'em," he told them. With that, Spyro and his friends thanked Hubert for his explanations, retrieved Bianca from the bathroom, got in the car and headed down the driveway.

"Thank goodness that's all figured out!" Bianca sighed, happy to know that there wasn't anything out to get them anymore.

"But wait... What about that wolf thing back at my house?" Spyro asked. Hunter was driving. They came down a long and windy dusty road. Hunter scoffed and said,

"Bah, Spyro, it's probably long gone! And it's all just best if we forget about i-" A massive clawed hand shattered through the window and slashed Hunter across the face. Then the car jerked backwards as something huge landed on top of the car.

AWESOME!

COOL!!! But still, not scared

im pretty creeped!

I think you haven't played Silent Hill or F.E.A.R.

Quote: LTU Spyro

I think you haven't played Silent Hill or F.E.A.R.

no i havent

Play them. They're very good. And scary, especially F.E.A.R.

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