darkSpyro

Chapter 1
Synro is born
The egg was crackling as Spyro and Cynder rushed over it. They watched eagerly, waiting for the first sight of an eye peeping out or a jabbing tail. At last a small, clawed fist bashed its way through the shell and a small, delicate head poked through. Cynder let out a sigh of joy and two glinting tears appeared in her eyes. Her son looked just like her, with a sooty black body, glossy scales, marble-white horns and thin black and red wings that perked in the air on long bony stalks. He had little silver markings on his tail, legs, cheek and eyes, and what eyes! They were a glittering emerald green that shone so bright they looked like glassy marbles.
Ember charged over and peered at the small dragon - about the size of a toaster - shaking its head and scraping shards of shell with its claws.
"Oh my gosh! He's so cute!" Ember squealed tickling him under his chin while he snapped at her playfully.
"Yes, isn't he Spyro," Cynder said softly.
Spyro didn't know what to say, he was overjoyed, but there seemed to be something about his son's eyes, something wicked in them, something he'd seen before...
Ember and Cynder were prising little silver cuffs and collars over his neck, tail, ankles and wrists. Cynder was burbling away, saying Synro this, Synro that. They didn't even notice the small dragon flop down and walk to the main room of the temple.
They heard a great crash, ringing long and loud. Then a sound of clunking crystals rushed down each passage. Spyro and Cynder scampered down to the main room, Cynder going insane because of the fact that Synro had dissapeared.
They found hooded creatures hacking off chunks of glowing crystal, one thing was for sure, they weren't apes, as they had long pearly claws and were sauntering around on all-fours, and they could fly too, with their shredded wings. They scampered away without fighting when they noticed Spyro and knew they couldn't take him on, so they definatly weren't apes.
Synro was crouched on the floor looking miffed, a clump of luminous crystals scattered round him, one paw limply clutching one. Cynder picked him up and stroked his head vowing she'd never set eyes off him again. Ember tried to tickle him again but he snapped at her, this time angrily, lashing his claws.
'Strange,' Spyro thought. 'Why's he so angry?'

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Chapter 2
10 years later
Synro's mood hadn't changed over those many years. He had stayed hating and antisocial, peticulaly to Ember. He only ever showed a sign of friendlyness to Maya, a young fear dragon.
No one ever talked to fear dragons, ditto them to others. Fear dragons are never born that way, they once were a normal dragon until something truly terrible and scarring happened too them. Their breath often has a warped sort of screaming in it, because their pain has turned to power. Fear dragons don't talk to many creatures, as they are slightly mad and very angry.
Maya was creepy too, she didn't say much. She had gleaming red scales, milky white horns, long spiky, bony, black wings, with flaps of red skin beween the bone, silver cuffs and a spiked colar, a sharp, piercing tail and pearly claws that she raked on the ground when impatient. She was very very thin too, she never seemed to eat. It was a horrible reminder to Cynder, for when she was evil she was as thin as that, mainly because they starved her. But when they offered Maya a plate of food she turned it away, shaking her thin head.
Cynder didn't like Synro mixing with a dragon like that.
"I don't like that Maya, Spyro," she'd say. "She creeps me out, all they seem to do is talk about dark things. I don't want them to be friends, if...if they got together what would happen?"
"Synro has to make his own path," Spyro would reply, though he didn't Maya either. He was growing a dislike to Synro too.
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Synro and Maya walked through the temple. They came to a large room with a door that was bolted shut with a heavy chain. Maya peered at it through her thin, wicked red eyes.
"How'd we get in here?" Maya asked in her cold, sharp vocie.
"Can't," Synro said shortly. "I've tried my best but shadow breath doesn't make it budge in the slightest."
He started to saunter off.
Curiously, raising her snout high, she breathed a shreiking beam of fear at the lock, it rattled and shook and eventually clicked open.
Inside was a small ring with a plate of glass pressed over it, with a strange, sooty black gloop swirling round beneath it.
"You genius!" Synro said galloping back to Maya.
They stepped into the large ring together, then something rumbled loudly, louder and louder...POW!!! A shadowy, electrifying beam surged out of the ring and swallowed them, making their bodies jerk in pain as a swirl of luminous white light leaked into their eyes...

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Chapter 3
Pure Evil unleashed
Synro landed on the floor, snarling, his scales even more glossy black than normal. Maya was roaring throaty shrieks that echoed throughout the temple. Spyro came charging down the passage, Cynder bustling along behind him. Synro jerked his head towards them. He had grown at least four times his normal size, and was as big as the Eleders, but Maya had grown long and slender, reminding Cynder of when she had been bewitched. She roared, lashing her long, sharp red tail. Her eyes luminous, wicked white.
"What on Earth?" Ember said shakily, popping her head out of one of the flashing doors.
Synro breahed a sharp, milky white beam that was blinding, out of his mouth. There was a very very high squealing sound as the breath fired, that could give you serious hearing problems. It had the force of fifty battering rams as it crashed the walls around it in the blink of and eye. Cynder rolled on the floor weakly, a deep gash in her head that was seeping slithers of blood and glistening like smashed rubies. Spyro had been crahsed into the wall then flopped to the floor with as much body control as a rag doll.
Amazingly, Ember had dodged out of the way of the beam, screaming a higher scream than the sharp breath.
Only when huge chunks of marbly stone began to snow from the ceiling did Synro and Maya retreat. They batted their wings and soared out of the temple emotionlessly, leaving Spyro and Cynder burried under a blanket of rubble.

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Chapter 4
Arise of the unknown
Synro landed with a thump in an old, tumbledown temple. Maya landed close behind him. There were several old, worn books and gold markings were jotted on the walls. Maya crawled over to the wall and looked in puzzled at the wall, folding her long, bony wings.
"Malefor, for he has unleashed true fear on the earth, through us. Doesn't that exicite you?" Maya hissed.
"No!" Synro snapped. "Don't you see, it is our job to make him arise again!"
They sauntered curiously into another large, dome-shaped room. Rigid and frozen stone apes stood with their scrabbly hands shaped into claws, some cowering, some leaping (and still frozen) and some slicing their hard hands.
"Arise!" Synro growled.
He snapped his jaws and the long, milky white beam shot out of his mouth in a giant wave, shattering the stone coating into hurdreds of gritty shards. The apes staggered forwards onto their knees and then looked up dimly.
Synro turned round, and looked at Maya.
"Malefor is nothing, we just need him to open the portal," he hissed, lowering his voice.
"What portal?" Maya asked.
"The portal to the Elapsed Worlds, jerk. Where we can release convexity and Arise the Unknown..."

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