darkSpyro

This is eventually a remake so I suggest strongly that you will read the first one. There's only nine chapters to the first one.
Corruption
Anyways, I did edited a lot of stuff to those who were old fans to this trilogy.
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Prelude: Shades of the Darkened Future

Four claws appeare from the darkness. The eerie red dissolved from his eyes. His jet black scales were covered in dry blood. His eyes were fixed upon the purple dragon that stood there, frightened. ‘’I will say this one more time. Where is the egg!?’’ The dragon hissed. All dragons an Apes shuddered in fear.

‘’What egg!?’’ Malefor asked. The dragon tightened his grip on Malefor’s neck. ‘’His egg!!!’’ He screeched, throwing poor Malefor to the side. An egg dropped. It was strange. The egg didn’t cracked. It simply shined. ‘’Lemnatus, don’t!’’ Malefor cried.

Lemnatus smirked as the egg laid there. Anytime by now, it would hatch. A tiny crack would open up and the usual whimper would be heard. But not this one. It laid calm and unharmed. Lemnatus turned his head towards Malefor. He had mixed emotions for this creature.
Half of him wanted to spare his life. It was Malefor whom bought him to exsistance. It was him who trained him at earnest to master the art of Pure Darkness. Then again, the Pure Darkness corrupted Lemnatus, like Malefor. He left his kin to claim Malefor’s rank as the new Dark Master. His goal: to elimate the legendary, now weak, dragon. Lemnatus grasped to the egg. He let it down softly as a dark orb formed in his mouth. ‘’DIE!!!’’ The hatred belonged to Lemnatus. But the voice wasen’t him. It was the Dark Spirit that shaped his life. Every shadow’s life.

Malefor screamed in pain as the dark orb hit him. Streams of blood came from his underbelly. His screams died down as his body turned bloody. His vision turned blurry. All he could see was a shadow approching him with empty, white, slit eyes. Malefor murmured his last word

Lemnatus.

''Dispose of him!'' Lemnatus cried, turning to the egg that was broken to pieces. A young, purple hatchling stood. The foretold last purple dragon.

Apes gathered around the hatchling as they chained her. The hatchling tried to fight free but it was too late. A dark fog rised from her tail. Her screams turned into dark, evil laughter. A shadow loomed overhead her, whispering the newborn’s name.

Velenia…

Chapter 01: No More Hope

Spyro looked at the setting sun. Streams of light orange had lit the sky. Not only did he killed his son but he felt as if he killed their hope. For days did he led the dragons on the oncoming war, for days did he tried to endre the last memoirs of Lemnatus, for days did he parted with Cynder.
He only did that in hopes of keeping her safe. Cynder was the only memoir of Lemnatus. So far, she was the only one who didn’t knew that he was the one who killed Lemnatus. He only tricked her into thinking that Lemnatus was killed in the fire at the Temple.

Now, he was in the middle of war. Of seige, of terror. He was the only hope left long after he was proclaimed a killer. A dragon slowly begun walking towards him. Spyro turned his head around. The dragon’s leaf-green scales glistened with such majesty and strength.

‘’Vorach.’’

The dragon smiled. ‘’You have wits, y’know. Your son can inherit your strength. Legendary or not.’’ Spyro sighed. Once more, Lemnatus occurred in his mind. Perhaps he could’nt hold it no longer. Perhaps he should return to the Temple. The only thing was, it wasen’t a right choice. They were edging ever closer to the Dragon City, Warfang. Yet he knew the dragons would think of him foolish to turn back now.
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Scars. Bloody scars.

Velenia was ready to fall down right now. If she was to have another blow with one of Lemnatus’s dark orbs she would die, yet the twisted dragon could’nt afford that. Another dark orb came with swift motion. Velenia opened her mouth in time to evade the attack and banish the dark orb with red hot flames.

Lemnatus looked pleased. ‘’You will soon have a chance to participate in one of our missions, Velenia.’’ He proclaimed. The dragoness felt pleased with herself. ‘’I won’t fail you, Master.’’ She replied. Once more, she was chained and sent back to her cell.

She dipped her head as a dark shadow stroded forth. Everything seemed eerie with the shadow looming ever closer to her. ‘’Who are you!?’’ Velenia hissed. She seemed to lose control over her body. She felt herself drifting over a dark cloud as the shadow seemed pleased with the question.

‘’My name does not matter, Velenia Firescale.’’ It said. ‘’You will soon know me. For the time being…’’ Velenia roared in pain as she felt the shadow taking over her. Was this the shadow her Master always longed for? The one that was meant to be forever hidden? Whoever it was, it gave strength to Velenia. She aroused.
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Spyro felt an icy claw of fear touching him by his tail spike. Surely, it was bold of him to travel back alone to the Temple. He didn’t even have anyone with him. Winds struck him angrily. Turn back!!! You’re not Cynder, Lemnatus, or even Vorach!!! The winds told him. ‘’True…’’ Spyro muttered.

Sure, he wasen’t Cynder. He wasen’t an embodiment of darkness sworn to serve Malefor over half of his years. He would’nt even dare lay a claw to the poorly. But if he was Cynder, he would’nt have killed a mighty hoard of dragons and taken over the Dragon Realms.

He wasen’t Lemnatus. If he was, he would be a mere egg abandoned amongst the cold, sapphire sea-blue depths awaiting acceptance of a pair of dragons willing to raise him. Then again, he would have fallen under Malefor’s clutches and sworn in oaths of the Draconic Language.

And of course, he wasen’t Vorach. He wasen’t a strong-willed dragon trained by headstrong creatures of the Valley of Avalar. He would’nt have ran away from his tribe only because he was different from them.

Those were all good reasons.

Spyro’s resparation was still even scared. Yet, he had just seen it. He was miles away from the Temple but forever apart with Cynder.

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Once I ever get some ideas