darkSpyro

Sorry I couldn't write yesterday, but I wasn't home much, so I had no time.. I'll write more now, if you can wait a bit..

^And about those ideas. I got tons of them, but most of them are not fitting in this story..

Okay, more. Enjoy!

Chapter 45.

Spyro flew on with the wind. The current took him onward towards the unknown destination..
Like a snake, the current dodged the mountains and cliffs, slithering between them quietly..
Spyro was curious about how far the current would take him. As he had been airborne for a while now, It was already dark, and still he could not see the end of it..
Finally, after brief wating, the current stopped, and allowed Spyro to land, and rest..
Spyro couldn't see where he was. The current that took him here was low, so he couldn't have seen around him half the time..
Spyro looked around him, or at least what he could see. The air was full of mist, that smelled a bit like sulphur..
Spyro wandered around a bit. In the side of the cliffs, he saw plant-like frozen wines.
He thought how the plants could have ever growed here..
Also he saw strange channels on the ground..
They were much like dried out streams, but they were covered with ice and snow.
He followed the channels forward, and noticed they slowly begun to get closer to each other. Spyro understood the channels had to join further on..
He started to run, and a bit further he noticed strange statue like, frozen forms standing in one great circle around a spot where the surrounding channels combined into a hole, that led inside the mountain..
Spyro took a step forward, and took a look to the hole. The stench of sulphur seemed to be present because of volcanic action inside the mountain, where the hole lead..
Why it was there, Spyro could only wonder..

More tomorrow!

Yeeh.. Sorry 'bout that..

Goodie, should I make every chapter shorter?

It was a joke.. Don't worry, I'm not going to make them any shorter than that..

I'm writing more right now, on another page..

Heh..

Thanks! Here's more, enjoy!

Chapter 46.

Spyro looked around him again. This whole place seemed surreal to him. It was like being trapped inside a painting..
Spyro was alone, but still.. he felt like being watched..
Spyro felt exited, but still.. he felt somewhat relaxed..
It was warm, but still.. there was snow on the ground..
It was perfectly quiet, but still.. something inside his soul yelled in pain..
A warning?..

..It didn't seem right..

Looking more carefully, Spyro saw a small round shape in a ground in front of the strange hole..
He walked right to it to take a even closer look..
It looked like some sort of a pedestal, buried in the ground.
Spyro saw some kind of symbol inside the round shape, but couldn't quite make it out because of the ice that covered it..
After a brief focusing of his powers, Spyro blowed fire on the ice to melt it down..
As it melted away, the symbol became brighter, and brighter..
Finally, when there was no ice left, something strange happened..
The symbol begun to glow red, Spyro saw it had a picture of fire in it..
The round shape begun to lift, slowly.. revealing a pillar..
It rose up, all the way to the level of his head..
It made a strange humming sound, and then.. It was quiet again..

For a moment, Spyro wondered what happened. The symbol somehow responded to magical fire, and had a symbol of fire in it..
"There must be others too.." Spyro tought..
He ran around the hole, and swept some of the snow away, to find out that, indeed, there were other rings scattered around the hole..
Spyro systematically melted and breathed ice, electricity, and eath to the rings.. They all made the same sound, some bit lower, some bit higher and rose up, each revealing a bit differently carved pillar..
"This must be the shrine of magic.."
But the problem was, that there were still two rings left, Spyro regonized the symbols as wind, and shadow..
"If only Cynder was here now.." Spyro thought, "Why did I let her go?.."

That's it folks! More in two days!

Sorry I have to delay this again, but I really don't think I can write today..
It's kinda my own fault..
Last night, I played Resident Evil: 5 with my friend, 12 hours in a row,
(Talk about hardcore gaming night) and we didn't get any sleep at all..

And now.. *yawns* I'm just so very tired..

Once again, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that trying to write a chapter today would only result it to be unbelievably short, and out of ideas..

You must be tired of my excuses, but I hope you understand..

Quote: shadowdragon5

I understand, how was good the game though

It was a good game, and fun to play, but.. It was mostly like a copy of Res 4..
It felt more like a good zombie shooter rather than classic survival horror game like resident evil..

Lol, I finished the game the same day I bought it

You'll have more of the story today, but a little later. It's my sisters birthday you see..

Ehm.. This is actually getting quite embarassing..

I knew that some of the guests were going to stay awhile after the party, but I never Imagined that they'd stay 'till two o'clock in the morning..

My apologies, yet again..

Chapter 47.

"Spyro!" Cynder screamed, and rose up from her bed..
She looked around her, and saw that she was still in Warfang..
"Another nightmare.." She said quietly..
From the moment where Spyro had left, Cynder had had strange nightmares every night.. Some minor, some a bit more..
But this one.. It was the worst..
In her dream, Cynder had been somewhere, else.. She didn't regonize the place, but the white peaks of the distant mountains told her where she had been..
Spyro was there too, asking for his help. He had asked her to use her powers so it would work. What "it" was, Cynder had no idea, but she did what was asked..
Then, Spyro disappeared, and Cynder was left all alone to the mountains..
Strange figures started to surround her, forcing her closer to the strange hole in the middle to all of it..
"My head's messed up.."Cynder said quietly,"All these strange dreams I've had.."
Cynder left her room, and thought of going t see Hunter.. He had some things to explain..

At the time, Hunter was in the hall, talking with Cyril..
"So are you saying that I can't leave?" Hunter asked.
"No, no, absolutely not. I just want to make clear to you, that Cynder needs help with this." Cyril said.
"I know, I alreday feel quilty about it.. But I can't leave my family when they need me the most." Hunter said.
"Do as you please, but Cynder is not going to be happy.."
"But she is safe? From what I understand you are not going to let her leave.." Hunter asked.
"I would, rather not, but I can't keep her here forever against her own will. Even if we'd try to keep her here, keep her safe. She will leave, sooner or later.." Cynder said, "Such enthusiastic young dragon she is.."
"No wonder she'll try to leave. You threat her like a child, even though she and Spyro destroyed Malefor together!" Hunter said,"She has proven capable of taking care of herself.."
"Are you questioning our desicion? This threat is very real, even though you might not understand or want to understand!" Cyril said.
"Oh I understand it better than anyone.. Those creatures destroyed my home, and killed my friends!" Hunter shouted, "You must see that Spyro may be our only hope in defeating this, you should help him.."
"How could we possibly know?.. This war is like fighting with the unknown. We don't know anything about them. Where do they come from, who leads them, why they're here? How could Spyro help us out?" Cyril asked.
"He might know more. The power of the purple dragon should not be underestimated.."
"Then how do we find him?" Do you know where he went, cheetah?.." Cyril replied angrily..
Hunter turned his back.. He knew there was no point in fighting. Right now, he should councentrate on how to tell Cynder the news..

Sorry it took so long, I needed to make the story up so, that it might be easier to continue from this point.
I'd like to continue in a normal way from here, so there would be more in two days. If you're nice, maybe I might add some extra chapters