darkSpyro

Man.. I can't write..

I had another Warhammer tournament today, I thought It would have ended earlier, but we got home at 20.40Pm so..

The school tomorrow starts at 8.00Am and I still got my homework to do..

I'll write tomorrow, and continue as normal from then on. I hope you can wait..

Sorry I didn't get to keep my promise yesterday.. Here's more.
Enjoy!

Chapter 27.

Spyro and Cynder sneaked past another grublin patrol group. The moles following close behind them.
Spyro had already counted eight groups, and more were on their way all the time. This, indeed, was a dark day for Warfang.

Spyro didn't clearly remember the way to the great hall, so he relied on Cynder finding the way. The moles disagreed with Cynder's choise of trying to get to the hall, and expressed their feelings clearly.
Altough Cynder knew, that finding a way to replenish Spyro's powers was the only way they could fight back, she wasn't really sure what would happen exactly..

Moles thaught that it would be a better idea to try to find the elders. After all, they'd know what to do.
The only problem was, that no one of the moles knew where the elders hid after the attack. To save the people of Warfang, the elders hid somewhere to the city with them..

The two dragons and the party of moles were already near the great hall. Spyro and Cynder decided to try fly up unseen, while the moles were supposed to get up by foot..
Flying up was easy for Spyro and Cynder, but it was flying up unseen that was the problem..
At the moment Spyro first rose up in the air, he was spotted by one of the large dragons that were preying on the several survivors further away..
Perhaps it was the scent of a dragon in the middle of smoke and fire, that catcheed the dragons attention. Whatever was the case, it was now heading right towards them..
Spyro leaped in, from one of the familiar windows that lead to his previous home. Cynder flew in too.
The dragon stopped outside the hall, and sniffed the air. It pushed it's huge head towards the windows, trying to find out where it's prey had hidden..
Spyro and Cynder had rushed in with due haste, and had hid behind one of the pillars in the corridor..
The dragon sniffed the air, when it turned it's huge head to look from the other window, Spyro and Cynder took their chance..

So, more after two days..

Wait a sec.. Is the world called Avlar or Avalar?

Okay, here's more.

Chaper 28.

Cynder and Spyro ran trough the corridors, doors slam shut behind them as they wentured onwards to the mana chamber.
They heard a thunderous crumbling behind them. The evil dragon had smashed it's way trough the wall, and was now wreacing havoc inside the halls..
"Now.. we could.. use that.. dark crystal.." Cynder said, as she ran forwards.
"Yeah.. I wonder.. where the.. moles are.." Spyro replied.
"Do you think.. that.. They are dead?" Cynder asked.
"I dont know.. I hope that.. they are.. alive.." Spyro managed to say.

Spyro soon reached the main chamber, where there was room for flying.
Thankful of the brake from running, the two dragons rose to the air, and flew to the side corridor, to where the mana chamber was located.
The evil dragon had followed them.. And instead of thaking a walk, the dragon chose to smash it's way trough the upper level floor, cunningly blocking the way from Spyro and Cynder.

Spyro tried to slip past the dragon, but it almost prowed fatal to him, as the evil dragon smashed its arm trough the floor..
Spyro backed down and saw the red glare on the evil dragons eyes..
Cynder looked at Spyro for a second, she thaught of something they could do, then she recalled..
"Spyro your earth powers! Quick!" She shouted.
"I can't! I don't have enough powers!" Spyro replied.
They could only look in horror, as the dragon climbed up to the upper level of the hall, and closed in for a kill..

LOLWUTS? Sorry for the shortness again. My mind was guite dry from ideas..
You see, I don't write the story on paper anymore.. In fact, I haven't really done it in a long, long time..

Suspenceful?.. Sorry, I'm finnish and I don't know all the words in english..

So what does that mean?..

Quote: dragonlover

finnish? really?
it means.....how can i put it.......anticipation.....

Yeah, you couldn't really notice it from the way I write, couldn't you?
And thanks for the translation.

Sure, here's more! Enjoy!

Chapter 29.

Spyro and Cynder stood in front of the evil blue dragon. Trying to find a way around it, Spyro took a step forwards. The dragon lunged towards him, trying to reach him with his mighty jaws..

But Cynder was ready. She jumped right next to the dragons head, and sliced a wound right beneath it's eye with her horns..
Spyro couldn't attack the dragon, because he was powerless. Cynder flew around the screaming dragon's head, and spat corrosive venom to it's right eye. The dragon quickly turned around and sent a hail of razor-sharp ice shards towards Cynder..
Some of the shards hit her, piercing her soft scales. With a quiet thud, Cynder drop to the floor..
Spyro looked in vain, as his companion was knocked down to the ground. He gathered all his strenght, and flew right past the roaring dragon's head.
Spyro tried to stay put and help Cynder, but he knew that only way he could save her was to get himself to the mana chamber..

Cynder could only watch, as the dragon that had once told to love her, ran away..
Spyro bashed the chamber door open, and immediately felt the warmth of the crystals.. They radiated pure mana-energy straight to his weakened body, refreshing his mind, and his powers..
Spyro turned back towards the blue dragon, again he started to feel anger belloving inside him..
All the things that had happened to him.. Ignitus.. Sparx.. Volteer.. Warfang.. Now Cynder.. Courced trough his thoughts.
Dark, brutal rage enigmated deep from the depths of his mind..
His eyes were filled with glimmering red..
Spyro opened his mouth to roar, but instead, the room was filled with bright, piercing light..
The power of the fury was too much for the blue dragon to whistand, and it quickly succumbed to the light..
In seconds, it was all over..

Okay.. The chapter was kinda short, but it held some really interesting moments.. And that part was just the meaniest place to stop.
More coming soon..

Thanks!

Sry.. You'll have to wait for some more.. I just realized I haven't thought about the second chapter at all..
Lol! this is getting so routine-like, I don't even realize it when I start writing..

Anyway, I think it could be good to keep a little pause here again..
That was a good place to stop, and the story could do with some new ideas..
Don't worry I'm quick making up something new. My imagination is very good, and it has helped me thus far..
So, you'll be seeing some more story in no time.

Okay, sure..

Ooh, thanks!

It's always nice to get new readers. People normally don't like to start reading a fanfic when it has already been going on for a long time.

So, you're welcome! And if you liked the story that much, be sure to spread the word. May sound like marketing, but it's nice to know more people like your fic, see?..

Ok, cool.. Thanks!

So, I'm here to deliver you some good and some bad news..

The good news is, that I'll be continuing the story..
However, the bad news are, that it will still take one, two, maybe three days..

And so we await..

I will

You'll have more, tomorrow..

Gee.. You really are in a nasty mood right now..

Ookay, here's that chapter I promised! (whoa, 30 chapters already?)

Chapter 30.

Cynder lifted her head up from under the rubble. Spyro's fury had leveled the building above them, and they were both stuck under the fallen roof..
She lifted her body up slowly, despite the horrid wouds, she had to find Spyro..
While climbing on the pile of rubble, Cynder saw the great ice dragon. The dark collar the dragon had been wearing was broken, and the dragon had turned back to it's normal self..
Unfortunately, the dragon's head had been struck by all the falling rubble, and had gotten stuck under it..
Cynder could hear the dragon moaning under all the broken wood and stone, calling for help..
In seconds, it stopped..
Cynder didn't want to think about it, as it would have lead her to thinking what had happened to Spyro. She called Spyro by his name, and waited.
Nothing was heard, until a low voice answered from down below..
The voice Cynder heard was strangely toned.. Almost too low,
Cynder began to think that the voice didn't belong to the Spyro she knew..
Then, understanding struck her.. Before she could realise, a black paw dug itself out in front of her..
Cynder took few steps back, just in time..
Spyro blazed his bay out of the hole he was in. Cynder watched, when black-scaled form of Spyro jumped out..
Cynder had seen him in his dark form before, but it had been so long, she was surprised it happened again..

Spyro advanced towards Cynder, and started to speak..
"Cynder, is it really you?.."
"What?.. Yes, Spyro I'm really here.." Cynder replied.
"And me.. What has happened to me?" Spyro asked..
"Spyro, calm down, you're not yourself." Cynder said.
Spyro looked at Cynder, at least Cynder thought so, she couldn't see his pupils from the light..
"I'm not me? No, I am me! You're wrong!" Spyro yelled at Cynder.
"Spyro calm down.. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Cynder said..
"You didn't.. Ye.. Yet you did, didn't you?!" Spyro said..
"Spyro I don't understand what are you talking about.." Cynder said, she was confused..
"No.. You don't.. NOBODY EVER DOES!" Spyro shouted and jumped over Cynder's head.
Cynder watched at Spyro, who seemed to be ready to jump out of the broken window.
"Spyro stop!" Cynder shouted. Spyro looked at him..
"What use is it.. Everyones dead.." Spyro said..
"Why all this sorrow.." Spyro said, "We haven't managed to do anything right!"
"You're right Spyro. But we are going to, but It's not going to help this way.." Cynder said..
"Yes.. No.. Not this way.. Someone's got to DO something!" Spyro shouted, and suddenly flew off..

Cynder was confused. She wondered what drove Spyro to turn evil again. She needed to get him back to normal quick..

Some more twists there.. More coming in two days!

It'll get better..

I had to think a bit when writing his dialogue.. He's a bit short tempered.

Well, guess he was more talkative now, heh..
I just wanted to give him a bit more "feeling", that's all..

Oh, thanks..
I understand it seems a bit weird, but I thought I should make him talk because he isn't really evil.. He is just angry and trying to decide what to do and how to feel..

He's confused, see?..