darkSpyro

Chapter I: The ways to come, have so

Peyrite stood atop a hill, looking off into the autumnal twilight that pierced the sky, cloud through the Great Moons rising. His great blade he had created recently, of his power and of draconic might, lay across his collarbone, the bound grip's strip off the end waving in the breeze. Stood beside him his compatriots, his allies. Spyro, Amber, Sange, Chyron, and Malle. Though none knew yet what was to come, a powerful force of the demonic and genetic that would come to threaten the existence of all life.

Peyrite said, "I think...", to which Spyro said, puzzled, "About what?". Peyrite said, "The change. For now, twelve years after the banishment of Axel, I look to see Sange... last a child in my eyes... now a strong, bold young dragon. And I look at Chyron, who in our world had existed for now twenty-five years, a man less than a teenage Peyrit as he was. I think how Existence has convalesced, and the mark of Axel fades away.".

As the six looked to the horizon, a beam of energy, frozen metal and darkness incarnate on earth, emanate from the west. Spyro said, "I'm betting that means trouble...", and Peyrite leapt off to the field below as he shouted, "Stay there, I'm going to see what happened!". Peyrite pealed like wind on a razor's edge acrost the field, that even his form be of ethereality. He headed west, to the origin of the disturbance, the Dark Mountains, so named for their lack of day and their rivers of darkness and hatred and malice.

As Peyrite went into the valley, he held a firm grip of his great blade, that he know not what he could encounter. Peyrite saw crystalline blue scars acrost the earth, the crags covered in the wounds of a demon. Before Peyrite stand a Peyrit, or at least he thought it was. A voice came from the beast, that said, "So, you've come. I was beginning to wonder what I would have to get your attention... Excavenger.".

The beast turned, and to Peyrite's sincere surprise, half the face was of a human, a rutilist no less, and the other was half the face of a dragon melded to the being's head. One eye of a normal blue iris, and one of serpentine yellow with a piercing black slit. Half the face a soft apricot color, the other blood red scales. Peyrite said, "Who are you? More importantly, WHAT are you?". The being replied, "I am Macryas, half-demon of Laiamut Nakata, 'Lightless City'. Called to me are parts of the demon Axel, that I sustain him.".

Peyrite said, "You fused his empty shell he abandoned to you. That's all.". Macryas scoffed as he flit his lone wing, a sinewy aegis aboust his shoulder, stripped of its scales. Macryas said, "And now you come, wondering what I am to do.". Peyrite responded, "I want no conflict, just peace.". Macryas cracked a smile and said, "But peace is not what I want...", as he slit Peyrite's belly with his wing, and walked away.

Macryas voice said as it slowly faded, "I go to the Lightless City, suspended in cloud above the ruins of the Sky City. Joined in blood and flesh be twin Kaichvus, joined be blood and malice.". Peyrite seethed in pain from the demon's blow, as he went back to the compound, arm over his gaping wound. Peyrite knew well the demon's words, and knew time of war has come again. He made his way through the doors of the compound, that he may tell the grave news.

Peyrite said, "Macryas, a half-demon... he was the cause. But I learned things grave indeed. He wants more. He is going to become a Kaichvus.". Amber said, "Like Axel?", to which Peyrite said, "No... Axel was a Malice Kaichvus, one that is made of pure hatred. Macryas is trying to be a Blood Kaichvus, the twin form that is of sanguine intent. He wishes to make it where he can pull out of Naipham the demon Axel, that he may join their flesh and become a being one in whole.".

Chyron said, "But didn't Axel need unbelievable power to make himself a Kaichvus?". Peyrite said, "Yes, and even more so would be needed to bring forth Axel, and further more to begin the fusion.". Chyron said, "What could make such power short of the Three?". Peyrite said, "He shall take three things: The Gems, Nidhogem, and the Keening Moon.". Chyron said, "Explain.".

Peyrite said, "First he shall take the seven gems, and shatter them. The incredible burst of energy would be contain within a prismatic energy network. That power will be used to fuse him and blood and darkness together, that he be metamorphose Kaichvus. Next, he shall take all of Nidhogem, and destroy it, releasing Axel. Third, he shall stand he and Axel on two sides of the Keening Moon as their powers make it a pulsar, drawing their flesh together due to the tonal energy, and binding the two Kaichvus.".

Spyro said, "Well, why are we still here? Shouldn't we be preparing?". Peyrite said, "His armies will no doubt advance. Our defenses are good enough, we must focus on getting to the city. We have leeway at the Gem Break, or even the Fall of Nidhogem, but little can save us if the Keening Pulsar occurs.". And so, each suited up, and they headed out to Laiamut Nakata. The sky was dark, as the deep blue globe of water that surrounded the city in the sky roared tumultuously, the city looming over all on an island of the air.

Peyrite said as the six walked forth, "Death. I can only sense death. That is all that will happen.".

END OF CHAPTER I

*cues epic battle music*

IT HAS BEGUN

It's a little discombobulated now, but that's because I have loads of plot detail to sort through.

I may discontinue this. Despite having the entire plot of this and the fanfic after thought up well, I unfortunately am having a very difficult time making it as good as W&M... Sorry.

Well, if needed, you can try again after we do our combined fanfic.

I have everything up... but I am getting writer's block. I'm trying to maintain a proper balance of the juvenile and mature, keep the flow and depth in line well, trying to make everything click like it did in W&M.