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As the eight dragons arrived back at the citadel. Volteer went off in search of the wind dragon that had helped them while Cyril, under Terrador's orders gave Thanatos, Skourodrakos and Chrysosavra, a large building to live in. It didn't belong to anyone because the two dragons that had lived there happened to be the fear dragon Thanatos had taken the body of and the fire dragon that Skourodrakos had sucked the life out of. Now, the elders didn't know that of course. They just knew that one disappeared and the other was found lifeless.

Quite a few of the buildings were in better shape now and there were only a few moles that didn't have a proper place to live. Hunter had left Warfang to return to the cheetah village when he heard it was damaged by the calamity as well. Spyro and Cynder were with the elders in Warfang hold. They had their rooms in the middle section of the building. The elders were at the bottom of the building and the second in command of the army {first in command being Terrador} was on the top with a small quadrant of troops, mole and dragon alike, keeping watch in shifts to protect the elders, the two Dragon Saviors and their seargent.

Volteer found the wind dragon that had helped them by using wind on the portal and as a reward, planted a blue crystal in his apartment. Then he returned to aid Terrador with reconstructing the guardian tower which they would find the new fire guardian in and the y would hold important meetings in there as well. Cyril returned a while later and they finished the job. It was actually the place where the golem was beaten and it was actually quite splendid. It had most of the original columns and such but almost all of them were infused with either Ice, Earth or both. They had to repair the broken staircases and it was paramount they used earth for that. Cyril couldn't help but place works of Ice Art around the edges of each floor and Volteer used some form of technology to make them everlasting as he did with everything else made of ice. Volteer also placed a electricity bolster on a totem pole on the top floor that could sense enemies a light year away and set up a complete sphere of electricity around the building.

Volteer got everyone in the dragon citadel to come and give a tail print on the scanner on the totem pole and after he got everyone's in Warfang he turned on the machine. No field appeared so that meant their weren't enemies around. Just to test it. He told Cyril to get a grublin and bring it close. Within a few minutes the field came up and he sent a message to Cyril to kill the grublin. The field went away again. So Volteer knew it functioned properly and let everyone continue about their daily business. Terrador got a band of Earth Dragons to do the rest of the reconstructing. Warfang was rebuilt after a while and everything was back to normal. At the guardian tower, seven fire dragons approached to become the new guardian. Terrador, Cyril and Volteer were there to judge and loads of bystanders had gathered round to watch the event. Thanatos, Skourodrakos, Chrysosavra, Spyro and Cynder flew above all the other bystanders to get a good view.

The seven dragons stood in a line and each introduced themselves. They would each go through 3 trials, each one harder than the last. They were told the first two but the last was confidential and only the elders and the 5 dragons flying overhead, unseen by all, would be aloud to see the dragons do it. The first test was testing how exact each one was, this was so that if they were ambushed they would be able to hit vital points on the enemy and defeat it speedily. Seven targets rose out of the ground followed by seven cages each with a troll in it. There were zappers in the ceiling so that if the fire bolts failed to hit a vital point the zappers would. There was an amplifier field between the targets and the trolls so that the fire ball would kill the troll instantly if it hit a vital spot.

The dragons said there names and then did the task. First was Pirokron, his bolt flew straight through the center of the target, flared as it went through the amplifier field and hit the freshly released troll. It swung back into it's cage and fell, exposing the great scorch mark in it's head. Next was Mortyro he shot a bolt and it seemed to have to drill through the thicker edge of the target, as it reached the other side it seemed to flicker then it flared out and continued. The bolt only grazed the troll's shoulder and continued past it then hit the field behind the cages and puffed out. Then a strike of lightning shot down from above and the troll looked as if it was trying to fly as it flew backwards with it's arms outstretched. This continued with Pirokron, Deformu, Anapto and Cyltador, successfully killing the trolls and Mortyro, Retpahc and Otpana not killing it and having to let the zappers complete the job. Those three fire dragons were sent into the crowd but were also aloud to watch the final event.

The seven cages and targets went back into the ground and then 4 small golem statues rose out of the ground. 4 new targets rose behind them. This task tested how precise you were and the power of your bolts. Pirokron went first and shot his bolt straight into the centre of the first golem. It pushed its way through and scorched the bulls-eye on the target behind. Deformu was next. He also got the bolt straight into the centre of the golem but his didn't hit the target as it died after drilling 99% of the way through the statue. This continued on and Pirokron and Anapto got the targets but Deformu and Cyltador didn't get them...

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The two dragons that didn't quite make it joined the others to the level above so that they could watch the third and final event. The elders and the other 5 dragons flew upwards as well. At the level above, loads of rocks and ice lay scattered around the place with electricity coursing through it. This last challenge would test how precise you were, your power and your agility. Anapto had to stand back behind the judges and Pirokron stepped forward, something small and golden was ejected into the centre of all the pieces of rocks and ice and everything started churning like a whirlpool of land.

As everything was taken in to the centre of the floor a shape was formed. It was just like the golem Spyro and Cynder had fought in the Chamber of Retribution but made out of Ice and Earth and flowing with electricity. It rose and roared. The weird thing was... it didn't have a hand on it's right arm, instead it had a writhing mass of tentacles that was flowing with enough electricity to kill a whole ocean of whales. The creature itself held more horror in itself than Bel-Shamharoth who could shake worlds in terror and agony with it's great horrid eye. The new golem rose and roared to the sky. Pirokron gasped and felt himself shrinking down to the size of a mere rat while it grew to the size of a thousand tornados bearing down on him with looks bad enough to break suns. He had to get over the fear, and he had to do so very quickly as a massive claw landed inches away from him. The fist was caught in flames as it shot down faster than the speed of light. He rose and flew in a circle to avoid the thrashing tentacles and fiery fist, breathing a continued stream of flame at the same place. This was only possible as it kept turning towards him. Pirokron saw the glint of gold behind a sheet of ice with a few bits of rock going threw it. He stopped just breathing a stream and focused his energy into short bolts. The first few just hit the rocks around but didn't get him anywhere, then he hit a piece and it went right through. Pirokron hadn't been watching though and a great swath of rocks teeming with thrashing tentacles hit him and he was sent spiraling down to the ground where he scurried off quickly.

Spyro thought he had subsided and looked expectantly at Anapto but he then heard a cacophonous crash and then a resounding roar. Spyro placed his attention back on the beast and saw flames dispersing from Pirokron. A smoking hole was in the centre of the beast and just a few cracked bones remained. Then Pirokron thrashed his tail right into the edge of the golden thing in the middle and dislodged it. It left off a quick electric discharge and then puffed out like a diffused bomb. Then Pirokron started to walk back when thirteen thousand volts of electricity coarsed into the golden sphere and everything rebuilt itself behind the dragon. Pirokron was whipped out of the way like a splattered bug on the windscreen of a car and fell into the great wall...

The beast raised a crackling claw and just before the beast short-circuited Pirokron's heart, a rocketing fire comet shot from the wall and hit the beast square in the chest. It swirled around within the beast and fire shot out in all directions. The ice melted and all of the water trickling down seemed to soak up all the electricity and disperse it into the ground. The heat grew so intense that the rocks around started melting and trickling all around. As all the rocks melted the lava trickled down into a dent which put it on a path towards the edge of the building. Almost all the citizens were in the level below but what really worried Terrador and the others was the fact that the golem's dark crystal heart was down there. As Pirokron recovered from the battle, the Elders, Thanatos, Skourodrakos, Chrysosavra, Spyro and Cynder darted off down the edge of the building while Anapto went out of his comet dash and followed suit, believing this was "part 2" of the challenge.

At the bottom, the lava trickled down onto the rocks and through the electric field. The field dispersed but nothing happened. Then, with the last few drops of molten lava came the golden machine.As soon as it hit the dark crystal, a horrible reaction started.The lava formed a circle around of the 2 objects as if by dark energies and then the crystal and the machine melted. The gold and black pools mixed and then froze together. A horrible black and yellow crystal in the shape of a dragon breathing shadow flames. It had a black body with golden wings, golden legs, a golden tail, golden eyes, golden nostrils and a golden mouth. The flames coming out of it were of pure darkness. Then the crystal formation rose and all the pieces of rock and lava rose and then seemed to create a whirlpool. Massive chunks of Earth, Ice, Flames, Lava, Frozen Poison, Crystallized Shadow, Solidified Fear, Freshly-ripped vines, Frozen Nuclear winds, Meteorites, Decomposed Vines, Electrically charged golden spheres, burning mini-suns and cursed rocks that survived the extraction of Convexity, came flying towards the crystal formation that floated high above the watching dragons. All the pieces found a way to fit together and then the newly formed golem rose, towering over Warfang. Greater in Size than the Golem and greater in Power than the destroyer, the new Golem rose up to the sky and roared like a Demon Husky.

All the dragons stepped back except Thanatos, Skourodrakos and Chrysosavra. If they could beat this thing they would gain increased trust and it would stop slowing their plans. They charged forward until they hit an invisible flame wall that only became visible on impact. Anapto was on the other side and he was battling the beast. Anapto knew what to do.

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Next one is for H72! Hope he doesn't take too long! *everyone calls me a hypocrite*...

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This long chapter, equal to long waiting...no need to do sorry...

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I'm doing Chapter 13 now... what will happen?

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At the ceremony, Anapto was sitting in a burning sphere that was floating above the cracked remains of what the guardians were now calling Golem Hall, the level above was called Rock-Bane Chamber and the top level was called Siren Outlook. They had renamed the levels of the tower to these names in honor of Anapto’s great deed. He had successfully stopped destroyed the old crystal so the golem’s spirit was no more and he had saved everyone from what could have been a dreadful ordeal for the Dragon City. The great tower had been reduced to a three story building from the 2 major battles that took a lot out of the old place. Cyril and Volteer, who had come up with the idea of the third challenge being a golem, were being ridiculed by Terrador and Spyro and Cynder got to know the knew fire guardian. They believed that a great evil had been vanquished but none knew that the greatest evil was still brewing. Thanatos, Chrysosavra and Skourodrakos weren’t at the ceremony, they were at the temple of the Old Gods, asking the mole questions and he was telling them what was within them.

For Skourodrakos and Chrysosavra, all he could decipher from the crystal ball was a mass of shattered dark crystals, the same with the tea leaves. However, when he looked within the crystal ball for Thanatos, he gasped. He could see the spirit of Malefor rising from the depths of the earth, the skeletal remains of Ignitus rising and forming around his spirit giving him physical form once again, then the attack on Spyro and Cynder, the death of the fear the dragon, the birth of Thanatos. Then he saw Thanatos reigning over a broken world with Spyro and Cynder, flying corrupted, by his side. He then saw Chrysosavra and Skourodrakos snake along through the ground and bear down on the elders, then the 5 deathly dragons brought siege upon Warfang and left the 4 guardians sprawled, dead, in the burning city. He could see the great dragon temple floating above the lands, spreading demonic corruption to every inch of the land, turning the dragons into necrotic beasts and the moles into cursed gremlins. To add to the malevolence, the already evil things became even worse. The gremlin and gremlin flies became abominations with 3 arms and 2 legs, some had big dragon wings. The orcs and orc archers become massive ghouls with 7 arms and cracked skulls. The trolls became cursed undead behemoths that towered over the cities with growing strength and terror. The hero orcs became massive cursed golems of the 9th element, Convexity. The mole saw the curse destroy the planet and the few bands of survivors or cursed beings that weren’t transformed into beasts of Thanatos’ army were either crushed or cursed into creatures of madness, such as was done with the apes.

As the dreaded vision ended the mole crawled backwards in fear towards the hidden translocation orb at the back of the chamber, as he got there he muttered, “The elders… they shall know… who you rrrrrrr… really are! You are the cccccc… cause of our troubles… you shall pay!” The mole then touched the orb and his particles split and travelled at a the speed of light far away, but Chrysosavra dashed below the ground at the speed of Shadow which is faster than light as it always escapes it. Chrysosavra overtook the speeding particles and thrashed them backwards into the floor with his tail. The mole reformed in immense pain and then screamed as he felt the burning sensation of the curse surrounding Chrysosavra. Chrysosavra saw Skourodrakos arrive and handed the mole to him, then they both went back to Thanatos. When they reached Thanatos they saw he had pinned Pirokron to the ground, who had followed them into the temple. Thanatos was melting as he became a skeletal beast once more. The mole gasped as what he saw confirmed that the vision was true and then he was thrown against the wall unconscious. Pirokron was trapped in bounds of fear, shadow fire, Convexity and Sun Breath then they clamped his mouth shut with darkness and used the translocation orb to take him to the secret dungeons beneath the Dragon Temple deep in the wilderness of the New Swamp where it was dark and cold and bound with all 10 elements. No sound could escape. While those two bound up Pirokron so that he couldn’t relay the ugly truth to anyone, Thanatos delved into the moles mind and planted a little bit of his soul within so that he could use the mole for his own purposes whenever he pleased and then, he wiped the memory from the moles mind. After this, Thanatos appeared at the ceremony in his fear form and went to meet Anapto.

2 weeks after the ceremony and 3 days after the completion of the building. A full moon crept out from behind the clouds on Friday 13th. Three shadowy silhouettes could be seen frequently rising out of the ground and then diving back in again. In another section of Warfang two dragons flew away from the Guardian Outpost and lifted off into the sky and shortly afterwards a small mole crept out from the temple of the old gods and waited. After a while the two dragons came down and one picked up the mole and the other three silhouettes made their way into Old Warfang. Then the two dragons came in carrying the mole and approached the dark three. Thanatos, Chrysosavra and Skourodrakos stepped into the light and he Corrupted Spyro and Cynder, carrying the dark mole did the same. In the dim light from the shaft a bright glow appeared. At this Chrysosavra, Skourodrakos, Thanatos and the mole stepped into the shadows then a voice sounded and the two dragons reverted into their normal forms. The glow turned out to be Sparx who had just heard the arrival of the dragons and grinned widely when he saw that it was Spyro and Cynder “HEY!! You’re back! I haven’t seen you for ages! I’ve been building bridges with the moles to all parts of the old ruins! The refugees are in the lower right section. I prefer the top left so thats where I stay! The smiles formed on three faces as the three friends were united. ☺☺☺— The 3 friends said everything but Spyro and Cynder kept one thing secret as they both knew that if they told Sparx what they had said before the world had been reforged, then he would never let them live it down.

As they were talking, Thanatos grew bored and shot a concentrated shadow fury at the roof-like substance covering Old Warfang and then implanted darkness with Sparx, as the moon shone through the newly created gap the three became corrupted versions of themselves. Sparx was a horrid black dragonfly that glowed with anti-light. Darkness wasn’t the opposite of light, just its absence, anti-light was when you went right through darkness and out the other side. It wasn’t just a spot that gave off no light, it was a spot that took on light and quelled it. The dark Sparx looked horrific and then the 4 beings in the shadows came out and planned, dark, sinister plans. Afterwards, Thanatos took away the memory of Spyro, Cynder and Sparx seeing each other and sent everyone back to where they had come from. He then returned to his chambers.

Spyro and Cynder woke up together feeling blissful as they had did what their love for each other had brought upon them. Then they went to meet the elders as was requested by a mole sentry guard who had arrived and passed the written order through the paperbox and then left again.

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Whaddup! Nice story

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Spyro and Cynder woke up together feeling blissful as they had did what their love for each other had brought upon them.

What was that??? Ooooooh... JK!

Eww...nice story...
After all that was I waiting for...
The love touch...

Yo? Chapter?? Ppl are prob'bly waiting! Come on man! What HAPPENED???

Hey, MaleforSxC, I'm still waiting for another chapter... I think hectapus has a school problem...

kk, I'll fill in for H72 again

Here it is...

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In Golem Hall, the 4 elders were positioned around the room between the 4 alcoves. Spyro and Cynder went in through the main alcove, then Thanatos, Chrysosavra and Skourodrakos materialized within the shadowy recesses of the other arks.

Skourodrakos told them about the Dragon Temple, he then led them, fortunately by air, to the Temple. Chrysosavra tunneled beneath them and Thanatos did some kind of Banshee Charge with his Fear Element through the sky.

They got to the Temple in its new splendour, the main throne seemed to be made of plain wood, Anapto was directed to it then, as soon as he sat on it, the wood changed shape and became molten iron blazing with blue and white flames. Initially shocked, Anapto leapt off and it became plain wood once more. While everyone was staring in amazement, a voice that seemed so far off but was really right behind them said, “Enchanted, the wood contains pockets of each element which react to a Dragon of their element and totally engulf the chair in an imitation of itself... Hmm... I wonder what would happen if Spyro or Cynder sat on it...” Intrigued by Skourodrakos’ idea, Chrysosavra led Cynder to it and she sat down upon it.

It suddenly turned into a golden chair with harp-like strings going from one end to the other. The metal was coated in poison and then the strings started to vibrate and balls of fear flew around the chair and a loud screeching noise sounded. Cynder jumped off as the noise overwhelmed her.

Anapto then went back to the chair which changed once more and then Spyro sat forward to his right, Cynder forward to his left. Next to Spyro sat Volteer and next to Cynder sat Cyril. -- Then Thanatos sat on the chair opposite him and next to him were Chrysosavra and Skourodrakos, behind Anapto was Terrador.

Then, Chrysosavra made the Dragon statue in the centre rise upwards so that all could see that it was now Spyro with Cynder next to him, a secondary addition made by Chrysosavra, and they were painted correctly. Not just golden like the one of Malefor but purple and black plus all the other colors.

While the others were marvelling at the amazing New Temple, Thanatos flicked a hidden switch next to his chair with shadow. A small pipe was filled with shadow and it went all the way to Warfang. It came out in Burdened Cellar, the cellar below Golem Hall, and filtered into it until it came up to the hall and then eventually into the city itself. Eventually, all of Avalar was full of the Shadow and it was spreading to the Temple...


When it came in sight of the temple, Cynder was the first to notice, she cried out in alarm. Everyone stared with horror at the approaching cloud, except the Dark Three, who faked surprise. Thanatos barged out of the temple and rushed at the temple, time to gain two things... one, more power & two, more trust.

He entered the cloud, from within you could see flashes of light and fear and ice. The shadows started to thin and became more like a grey fog, they could see the silhouette of a skeletal dragon. When it was just mist, they saw the skeleton, it was screeching in what they thought was immense pain and agony. A curse of enfeeblement was over Thanatos. They knew that the skeleton was Thanatos, then the mist dispersed and the skeleton, buzzing with dark energies, fell from the sky towards the ground.

Terrador got there first to the surprise of everyone, especially Chrysosavra, who was traveling at the Speed of Shadow, under the ground. They saw the skeleton with bits of red scales reforming over the skeletal form but it was obviously in agony. They took Thanatos back to the Temple and they placed him over where the statue rose up.

Shadow fell over him like a cloak. He tried to rise, but the sheer weight pushed him backwards. He coughed up a ball of shadow, and shadow seemed to flow through him like blood. Soon enough, he managed to crawl to his seat, the wrong seat. He climbed onto Anapto's chair and a wave of Convexity flowed outwards, his body was suddenly illuminated in Indigo light. He was suddenly healed, as Malefor, he became Malefor again, he recognized the scales and quickly changed it.

He was extremely lucky, no-one except Chrysosavra and Cynder saw Malefor, Chrysosavra slashed at Cynder's mind with Sun Breath, melting the memory. She passed out, then they attended to Thanatos, who looked like Thanatos again and they also tended Cynder, who they thought was caught in the blast...

It's okay... At least, you can post your story...

Once OR twice a week H72.

Depending on conditions...
I am currently writing Chptr 166 it will be done soon.

EDIT: *Chapter 16

<*shouts to the world* CHAAAAAAAAAAAPTER SIIIIIIIXTEEEEEEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *stops shouting*>



Deep in the foreboding clouds that stretched high across the dark landscape of ultimate demise, two ice crystals sparked against each other, against all the laws of physics, that tiny spark in the glowing thundercloud, being jostled around by ice crystals to the thousands, set a crystal on fire, this hit all the other crystals until the whole cloud burst into flame. A flare, like you’d get from a star, shot down from the burning beast and eroded a hole in the damp soil below. Although the impact was practically soft and bouncy, it sent tremors around the countryside. An ancient moles grave literally flew out of the mud and dirt.

The Old God of the Elements rose from the crater. 10 creatures rose up next to the crackling mess of Fire, Electricity, Ice, Earth, Poison, Fear, Wind, Shadow, Convexity & Sun breath.

The Fire beast was actually an elemental, with great shackles that bound it to Avalar.

The Electricity monstrosity was actually a ball of lightning, wrapped in cloths that floated just above the ground, the bandages trailed wildly behind it.

The Ice Beast was a floating Ice Geode that twinkled with a pleasant sound.

The Earth beast was a great humanoid formation of rocks and four holes in its back through which lava flowed, like a big cape that seemed to flutter behind it.

The poison beast was a menacing scorpion, with a tail sharper than a tongue of flame, the tip glowed with an eerie green light.

The Fear beast was a hideous Hydra, each head bright red with burning brilliant horns of fire.

The Wind beast was a suit of wrecked and shattered armor, with a fierce hurricane worse than SANDY blowing within its depths.

The Shadow creature was a fierce dragon with taloned wings and darkened claws, it had two heads, each with 6 horns, coincidently, apart from the two heads, the dragon looked a lot like Cynder in her Corrupted form, the heads looked like Malefor’s, but black.

The Convexity formation was a twinkling assortment of crystals that produced a surreal sound when they touched one another.

The Sun Demon was a twisting basilisk with great bands of pure golden light swiveling around its hide, the long fangs were a horrifying hue of the same color but although they were the same, they were so different. That was Thazad’kel, Old God of the Elements, and his elemental formations.

In the Ruins of Warfang, a troll rose out of the dirt and began to attack a group of wandering moles, just before a huge fist slammed down on them, a spark appeared, the world seemed to turn to a creepy Azure for the moles, everything slowed down, the fist had seemed to stop in the middle of the air. Slowly at first but then with haste, they rolled out of the way and then saw the star, out it, a figure formed. The figure held what seemed like a trident, it was, it had flames licking at the points and it was black, the person was wearing a majestic robe, it was silver and gold.

What would really catch anyone who looked at him were his eyes, they didn’t look like eyes, more like holes... in reality. They had an endless depth that, if you looked into those eyes for more than two seconds, would give you a foreboding sensation that you’d be sucked into them if you looked any longer as if they were portable black holes. This was Sartho, Old God of Fate.

The world turned back to normal, well... as normal as a world with things like the Old Gods and Thanatos in it can be. There must always be a balance with Life and Death, Sartho had upset the balance, so he found a group of moles, equal in number, who had just robbed the Guardians, he teleported the troll to them, the troll fell on them, crushing every last bone and spilling marrow all over the place, then it magically disappeared. Sartho had teleported it back to its former position, however, this time, it was wounded and couldn’t move, it would be paralyzed for the rest of its existence. He sniggered, then went to look for the other one.

A thunderclap sounded, out rolled dark lightning, then the Cheetah Village below totally and utterly froze. Every single cheetah had stopped in mid-step, mid-shot, mid-air. None moved, except Hunter of Avalar, who managed, with a great effort, to swivel his eyeballs upwards. Due to his large exposure to Spyro’s Presence enable him to be less affected by this. So he was the only one who saw the cloud take the shape of an hourglass and sand pour out from it.

The sand piled in on itself and rose up to form a great figure wearing plated armor. In the centre of the armor was an hourglass, actually, to be accurate, it was a lifetimer. Old Gods do die, they just live for a long time. When one Old God dies, one person takes their place. Their is a special race that the Old Gods belong to, they are of Ethereal Celestius, a race of creatures that hold immense power. Originally they were human, but dense exposure to the Nether-Realms had caused them to change and adapt. Now, the only similarity is the shape, everything else is different.

This Old God had a trail of onyx hair that joined at his chin and became a small beard. He had golden eyes that matched the golden sand in the lifetimer. This was Valanar, Old God of Time. As soon as he appeared he was no longer there, the Cheetahs began again, but none were aware of anything apart from Hunter, who told none but immediately set of for Warfang.

As said before, Old Gods can die, they can also be killed, although this isn’t usually the case. The Celestius were frightened because they found out that Old Gods could be killed, now none wanted to take Daemond, the Old God of Death’s, place. So this forced the King, to take matters into his own hands. The King of the Old God never died and couldn’t be killed, he wasn’t of the same race as the Celestius. He was the one who had led the Celestius to the Nether-Realm, where they begun to change. He was totally entwined with the Nether-Realm, his name was Al'akir, King of the Old Gods.

He traveled through the darkened plain into the Passageway, where the Celestius traveled to get to the Ethereal Night. In the Passageway, the lumbering form of Daemond was crossing a large hill, he looked angry, furious, enraged! He was constantly muttering about how he’d like to go back and show Al’akir that he was worthy. Then the King stepped across his path and said, “Would you like to go back and show me that you’re worthy??” Daemond immediately agreed and then Al’akir grabbed the spirit and pulled it into the real-world. Here, Daemond was merely a ghost, until he was placed into his corpse. The corpse stood up and opened its eyes. The King smiled, “I think we need an army, and an undead unit... get it to me, from Avalar.” So, Daemond, Old God of Death was sent down to Avalar.

The point of the other Gods being sent down was for the army. Daemond would be getting an Undead Unit, Sartho was getting creatures of all species and Thazad’kel was getting an Elemental Unit. Valanar was creating a base for them on Avalar, they had the Throne of the 5 Gods in the Nether-Realm, but they needed one on the land. So they created the Nether-pinnacle, a great place hidden in the sky where they could operate.

As the Old Gods did what they did, Hunter of Avalar rushed to Golem Hall, the moles that had seen Sartho had fallen off the cliff, that re-balanced everything fully. But Valanar didn’t know Hunter had seen him, so they had a witness, that could bring about their complete demise. For, if Terrador knew, then Chrysosavra and Thanatos would find out, then, even The King would be in trouble, as Chrysosavra was The King before Al’akir, and he would want revenge...

I'm back!! +this is EPIC!!!! I'm inviting SpyroBlackheart to the page.

Hey!!! i'm reading this now! On chap 2, I like it but could be better, tho... you've ritten 16, so I cant really go by 2...

Hey U 2!!!! hehe... U2, It gets better S.Blackheart, glad U invited him SID

*MESSAGE FROM MALEFORSXC*

MaleforSxC has asked me by phone to tell you all that he shall not be on for a while due to internet problems, I have been given a list of sites to post this tabloid on...

Hi H72! I'm temporarily posting this for MSC! He's giving me the paper-written versions at school & I then type em up! So even tho I post the next chap, MSC wrote it!

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Chapter 18

Chrysosavra and skourodrakos stared in awe at Malefor. Spyro looked angrier than a Buffalo in a red room. Cynder had dispersed into Spyro's shadow.

Chrysosavra roared in rage, then he began to glow orange. A fiery ball flecked with purple streaks appeared in front of him, it grew so large that Skourodrakos felt like he was decomposing. Spyro flew away carrying Cynder in his shadow.

The fiery ball grew so large that, even though it floated high up, the ground around it grew craters. Then the ball was projected into the sky, a resounding explosion boomed across the land. The Old Gods plummeted down, Thazad'kel crying "Al'akir, your servant calls for aid!!!"

Then fire seared across the land, Skourodrakos started to burn, sparks flying off him, like water from a fountain. The scream of pain awoke Malefor.

Malefor saw Skourodrakos dissipating, "All that power, wasted..." Thought Chrysosavra, as if Malefor heard that, he absorbed the deceased Shadow Dragon. Chrysosavra was shocked. Malefor crackled with darkness, but before Malefor got the upper hand over him, Chrysosavra mind-cotrolled him.

The mind-controlled Malefor changed to look like Chrysosavra. Then vice versa, Malefor pretended to kill Chrysosavra, who looked like Malefor. His eyes rolled upwards (a unique ability) and fake blood rolled over his body.

Then Malefor approached Thazad'kel and faked his own death. Then the Gods teleported to the Throne of the Five Gods. Chrysosavra and Malefor translocated to a secret cave underneath the Dragon Temple.

Here Malefor's mind was released, instantaneously, Malefor lashed out at the dragon that was now equal in power with him. Malefor managed to create a Dark Crystal which sapped Chrysosavra of his strength.

Chrysosavra collapsed next to the crystal, Malefor left and travelled to the Dragon City, he was feeling things he'd never felt before; Guilt, Regret, Sorrow; at least he can't remember feeling them.

While Malefor went to redeem himself, Chrysosavra lay, drifting into unconsciousness.

H72, your turn now.....................

I am on for one day, and everything SID has said is TRUE!!! I am at my mates house so came on here, my internet is totally messed up, so SID is posting my chaps!

More info on the fanfic like character reference sheets and the Cover Art will be linked at this address

YAY!!! One question though...

IS ANYONE STILL READING THIS?????

There have been NO posts since 29th October LAST YEAAR! Cept the one that S. Blackheart wrote aftr I invd. him!

Meh... I'll still post MSC's chaps tho, but this feels like no-ones reading it...

I'm still reading it... But, I'll read it partially. Because it was really long chapter. I think your chapter is longer than mine... Lolz~

Ok, so it didn't die out...

So, SpyroinDraenor... How's MaleforSxC?

Don't worry... We can wait.. Waiting is usual~

No problem...