darkSpyro

Chapter 1
You better believe it
Melissa sat cross legged in her bed-room. Consentraiting fiercley on the TV screen. Her thumb stabbed the buttons on her boiling controler. But the creatures kept coming and coming. She was playing her new Spyro game, she made the purple dragon dash around the screen, he'd breathe bursts of fire, sharp jerky lines of electricity, thin blue shards of ice and flashing crashes of earth, but none of it made a difference. She shook the controler furiously, then Spyro died, he flopped in the air lifelessly, then fell limply to the ground.
"DAMN!" yelled Melissa throwing her controler down so hard the ordements in her room rattled.
The sky was grey and gloomy, not a single star in sight. Melissa shut off her PS2 and stared out into her garden. The grass was uneven and tufty, studded with twinkling jewles of dew. The garden was lit by a few luminous glows of blue lamps.
"If only Spyro was real, it would make the world a funner place," she whispered, raking her fingers through her wavy black hair.
Suddenly there was a crash. Out in the back garden. Melissa looked. In the glow of the lamp, a wonky shadow was there. It had a face like a dogs and two strange things perched on it's head. They were like gnarled tree branches, curling upwards. There seemed to be these huge waving blankets spreading out of it's back. There were two, but one was smaller, slimmer, with smoother things spiking out of it's head.
Melissa shoved her feet into her boots. Pulled on her puffy jacket, and stumbled outside to investigate. She hobbled into the back garden, her long tangles blowing into her eyes, she brushed them out of her pale face, and stared at the large creature that was emerging. Melissa stumbled into the craggy wall, blinking rapidly.
"I don't believe it!" she cried.

Leik it?

YEAH I DO!! MORE!!!

Thankies I will do more tomorrow.

Aww, please! It sounds good!

that is good!

No, I'll do more now.

"Huh, why are we here, Cynder where are you?" said a voice.
Melissa bit so hard into her thumb it began to bleed.
"Spyro, I can't help thinking we're in the wrong place," said a female, breaking twigs as she stood up.
"Youuu said it, Spyro did I never say you have no sense of direction whatsover?" said a small sparkly creature that was glowing in the shadowy trees.
"Oh, oh my," Melissa gasped.
Several twigs snapped and many clumps of leaves crunched, the cold air blew them upwards into the night sky.
"Someone's there Spyro!" hissed Cynder.
"Spyro? Spyro, oh my God, Spyro, Spyro!" yelled Melissa excitedly.
The damp grass rustled as Spyro crawled uneasily over to her. His wings were curled round his stomach as he shivered. His pearly claws were out and his bright eyes gazing at her, he coiled his tail round his body, looked closer at Melissa, so close the glow of his scales shone onto her face.
"Y-you're Spyro," Melissa hissed staring at him, he nodded, astonished. Then she turned to Cynder's ghostly body. "A...and you're....you're Cynder..."
Cynder nodded in the half-light, raising her eyebrows, her eyes widening so much they looked like glass tennis balls.
"Yeah yeah, get all happy and warm about them, what about me! I need to get the train to Tall Plains, is that it? Yeah, single, no return. I gotta get shot of you sharpish. They respected me there, they had long faces like a horse who's drunk one too many ciders but..." said Sparx in a sarcasic (NOT Dawn of the Dragon) voice.
"And of course, SPARX! My faveorite character!" said Melissa giggling feebly.
"Character?" said Spyro frowning.
"Y'know, f-from the Legend of Spyro s-serie....." Melissa let her voice tail away.
"I think we better go, we lost track, we'll have to fly it off," said Spyro turning round.
"NO! Don't go! Please stay!" said Melissa gripping tightly to Spyro's leg.
She let go immeadietly. It was such a peculiar texture, prickly and sharp.
"Don't go," she whispered.
Spyro chuckled. Bent his legs, then flapped his huge wings, they beat the air and Spyro, Sparx and Cynder swooped upwards into the gloomy sky...

But it doesn't end there.

cool.

This is great!!

wow i wish that would be real

Yeah Spyro would be angry at the whole character thing

Chapter 2
Make a wish
Melissa stared out of the windows whenever she could. Anxious for a glimpse of Spyro. But he never came. She wondered if it could have been a wonderful dream, but it wasn't. Melissa could remember the green blink of Cynder's eyes, the glitter of Sparx's light, the shimmer of Spyro's sharp purple scales, she had really seen Spyro Sparx and Cynder. It was Melissa's birthday, if Spyro could only apear she would be the happiest girl on earth.
She helped mix the ingreediants for her cake, but she couldn't concentrate. She strirred the mixture too hard, causing the gloop to spill over the side of the glass bowl, it splattered the floor and smeared over Melissa's legs.
"Sorry," said Melissa lifelessy scooping the mixture into the bin.
She left her mother to cook all over again, and went outside and trudged across the dull spikey grass, where the most extrodinery thing had happened.
Melissa waited, staring at the gnarled branches of her apple tree, it seemed like a very long wait until her mother called her in to eat the cake.
She wasn't hungry, she concentrated on the 13 burning candles until her eyes watered. The candles were essential, they must give one last flicker and burn out, the steam flowing up into the air like a secret ghost. Melissa took a deep breath and blew hard on the candles, they hissed, then jerked, and burned out.
I wish I could see Spyro again!
She wished it over and over, adding bits like Spyro Sparx and Cynder to the wish. She gazed out into the already dark sky, a spark of orange seemed to spurt upwards, then a vivid blur of purple glided through the star-studded sky...

Oh this is good!

wonder what happens next

You'll have to wait and see

plz contine

are you going to write more