Chapter 10 - Gone
Submitted August 24, 2008 Updated July 4, 2009 Status Incomplete | Spyro meets a powerful young Dragoness, called Cyra, who has a prophecy foretold about her being linked to the Dragon Gods themselves and the evil Raku wants to seduce her and turn her to Darkness to take the universe under his rule...
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Chapter 10 - Gone
Chapter 10 - Gone
All was lost. Spyro watched in horror as the orb of violent, pure evil energy, with Cyra contained within, continued to float suspended in the air a good 10-15 feet from the ground.
“CYRA!” Spyro yelled, hoping that the mass power-surge would cease and that he would get his loved one back but this was not the case. Spyro knew deep down that he had lost her and the wretched Raku had won her over and she was gone, but Spyro still hoped…
A good ten minutes later, the orb of energy then began to lower back down to the ground. Spyro then made a move forward,
“No! Spyro, don’t! It’s too dangerous! There’s nothing you can do!” Yelled Nestor, who too was watching in horror as the scene unravelled in front of his very eyes.
“I can try!” Spyro yelled back and began to ran towards where Cyra was
As the orb of energy lowered to about half the height it was before, the aura then began to diminish and Spyro could now make out a small figure amongst the many leaping flames of the aura.
“CYRA!” Spyro yelled once again, “Hang on!” Spyro added whilst running towards her. As Cyra slowly landed back on the ground and her aura had completely diminished to a minimum, with her back turned, Spyro had finally reached her but he stopped in his tracks as he notice something strange about Cyra. Spyro noticed that had not even turned around when he called her name and that her royal blue scales and her bright red crest and spines now had a much darker more foreboding tone to them. Spyro then made a move towards her, with his paw outstretched to touch her shoulder
“Cyra?” Spyro started, “Are you O- WHOA!” Spyro yelled as the wind was taken right out of him and was soon knocked flying into the air as Cyra suddenly swiped her tail right into Spyro’s solar plexus. Spyro then landed hard on his back and he looked up at Cyra in horror; who was slowly walking towards him.
“Cyra…!” Spyro managed to say whilst gasping for breath, “What the heck was that for?” Spyro gasped. Cyra didn’t say anything and she then stood over Spyro’s body. Cyra then grabbed Spyro by the throat, “Grr…Cyra…let go … what are you…?” Spyro gasped as he tried to breathe through Cyra grasp. As Spyro looked at Cyra properly, he then noticed that Cyra’s warm, light-blue eyes were now a staring, orangey-yellow with cat-like slits for pupils and also that Cyra’s forehead now bared a mark, which consisted of a triangle with no base and a diagonal dash either side. She was gone. Cyra then spoke in a low growl as an evil smirk crept upon her face
“You taught me well…” Cyra laughed in an evil cackle as she watched Spyro cringe under her grip,
“You know…” Cyra continued, “I could kill you right now…” Cyra added as she tightened her grip
“Grr…why don’t you just…get on with it…then?” Spyro dared as he struggled against her grip
“You know, that wouldn’t be such a bad idea…” Cyra teased as she took her index and pressed her claw against Spyro’s neck. Spyro winced as he felt Cyra’s claw dug under Spyro’s scales but before she could break the soft tissue underneath, a voice then sounded out of the thin-air, Spyro could hear it too this time.
“Cyra! Stop wasting your time with him and take your place amongst us. You can fight him when the time comes but for the time being you must train with our elite army forces to ready yourself for the battle that lies ahead!” boomed the voice with a hiss
“Ugh…As you wish, my Lord!” Cyra called out to the voice, as she stepped away from Spyro. “You got lucky this time but perhaps you’ll be more of a challenge when the time comes.” Cyra said to Spyro with a hiss. Cyra then moved to a spot a few feet from where Spyro was
“I’m ready, my Lord!” Cyra called. A black aura then wrapped itself around Cyra’s body and with a final, evil smirk; her image began to fade into the unknown
“CYRA!” Spyro yelled. Spyro the leaped up, unscathed by his broken rib and ran after her, but it was too late. When he pounced onto her, he went straight through her image and she was gone. Spyro then realised what had just happened and the situation began to sink in.
“No! She…she’s gone!” Spyro said, with sadness in his voice. Emotions of a mixture of rage, sadness and hopelessness then began to build up within him, until he let it loose
“Grrr…! CYRA!!!” Spyro yelled into the uncanny silence. Spyro gritted his teeth trying to hold his emotions at bay but when he thought about never being able look into those warm, light-blue eyes or never to hear her to utter those words, “I love you” ever again, Spyro soon gave into his emotions and a tear trickled down his cheek and dripped onto the soft grass and then his breathing started shudder every so often as he began to sob silently…
“Come now, Spyro. There’s nothing much more you could have done.” Nestor spoke up from behind Spyro, who was also saddened by the situation.
“B-but…I loved her…” Spyro replied quietly, with a slight shudder in his voice
“I know you did, Spyro…” Nestor started, “Sometimes things don’t turn out in the way we wish them to and in return we must find ways to work out way around those situations and keep going shall we say” Nestor added
“D-do you think…I can ever get her back…?” Spyro asked
“I don’t know…I wouldn’t put my hopes on it if I were you, Spyro…” Nestor replied in a sad tone, “If I were you, I would focus on the war that lies ahead. That is our main priority now.” Nestor added
“The war…will I have to…fight her?” Spyro hesitated
“Most likely…”Nestor replied.
There was now a long uncomfortable silence that hummed in the air. Raku had got what he was after. He took her from him. This reminded Spyro of the incident with Raku 10 years ago when he took his parents lives…
It had just been a nice, normal night, that night; Spyro had just gone to sleep whilst his parents were still up going about their business. It was about an hour or so later into the night that it happened. Spyro was awoken by what sounded like thunder outside and he could then hear his parents rushing about franticly
“No! What are we going to do? It’s Raku! He’s here!” Screamed Spyro’s mother
“I know! I know!” started his father, “He knows we knew about Kiron and Sakira’s kid…and he probably knows about Meisaka’s side of the prophecy too,” he added
“But what about Spyro? He’ll be killed!” Shrieked his mother in worry
“Ok. I want you to take him and get out of here while you still can…” Said his father
“Sarek! You’re not going to take Raku on by yourself are you?” Gasped Spyro’s mother
“Look, Sira! I’d rather if he got me alone than both you and Spyro too. Now please just take him and save yourselves!” Sarek ordered
“Sarek…” Sira started, ”Oh…please be careful…” Sira added in a tearful way
Sira then went into Spyro’s room and found Spyro on his little mattress, wide awake
“C’mon Spyro. Let’s go…” Sira said as she picked Spyro up in her arms
“Mum? What’s going on?” Spyro asked, confused by the whole situation
“No time to explain…” Sira started, “Lets go!” she added
Sira then took Spyro out into the lobby but they were then blocked by a tall figure that hovered in the air, clocked in a dark robe that swayed in the wind.
“Raku!” Sira gasped, “Where’s Sarek!?” She asked
“That simpleton?” Raku laughed, “That fool was all too easy to take! That weakling was no match against my Shadow strike!” Raku laughed an evil, guttural laugh that shook the room.
“You monster!” gasped Sira, “YOU MONSTER!” Sira shrieked
“And now…you’ll pay for keeping the dragon of the prophecy a secret from me…now DIE!” Raku shouted as he shoved his long, steel blade into Sira’s stomach and she collapsed to the ground. He then laughed a laugh that shook the whole area and with a flash, he was gone. Spyro then climbed out from under his mother’s body and nuzzled her snout. Tears then began to trickle down Spyro’s cheek as Sira’s blood began to seep from the deep gash in her stomach
“Mum…? No…Please don’t die…” Spyro pleaded as he sobbed, watching his mother slowly bleed to death.
“Now, now Spyro. You stay strong… Ok? I want you to be a good boy and stay strong…I love you, my son…and we’ll always be here when you feel lonely…”She said as she pointed to Spyro’s chest. It was then that Sira, Spyro’s mother breathed her last breath and died before Spyro’s very eyes.
“Mum…?” Spyro said, with tears cascading down his cheeks. The situation then sank in, his only parents were dead and he was on his own
“MUM! DAD! NO…!” Spyro sobbed as he mourned over his mother’s body…
This flashback that flickered in flashes across Spyro’s mind caused Spyro to fill up with a mixture of anger and rage; and then, as more pieces of his memory came back in flashes, determination also slowly began to build up in his heart
“That monster!” Spyro started, “It’s like my parents all over again!” He growled
“Spyro…” Nestor started with a hint of anxiety, but Spyro butted in
“Well, he’s not gonna get away with it this time!” Spyro started, “This time I’m gonna be ready and this time I’m gonna kill him!” Spyro yelled with a growl
“CYRA!” Spyro yelled, hoping that the mass power-surge would cease and that he would get his loved one back but this was not the case. Spyro knew deep down that he had lost her and the wretched Raku had won her over and she was gone, but Spyro still hoped…
A good ten minutes later, the orb of energy then began to lower back down to the ground. Spyro then made a move forward,
“No! Spyro, don’t! It’s too dangerous! There’s nothing you can do!” Yelled Nestor, who too was watching in horror as the scene unravelled in front of his very eyes.
“I can try!” Spyro yelled back and began to ran towards where Cyra was
As the orb of energy lowered to about half the height it was before, the aura then began to diminish and Spyro could now make out a small figure amongst the many leaping flames of the aura.
“CYRA!” Spyro yelled once again, “Hang on!” Spyro added whilst running towards her. As Cyra slowly landed back on the ground and her aura had completely diminished to a minimum, with her back turned, Spyro had finally reached her but he stopped in his tracks as he notice something strange about Cyra. Spyro noticed that had not even turned around when he called her name and that her royal blue scales and her bright red crest and spines now had a much darker more foreboding tone to them. Spyro then made a move towards her, with his paw outstretched to touch her shoulder
“Cyra?” Spyro started, “Are you O- WHOA!” Spyro yelled as the wind was taken right out of him and was soon knocked flying into the air as Cyra suddenly swiped her tail right into Spyro’s solar plexus. Spyro then landed hard on his back and he looked up at Cyra in horror; who was slowly walking towards him.
“Cyra…!” Spyro managed to say whilst gasping for breath, “What the heck was that for?” Spyro gasped. Cyra didn’t say anything and she then stood over Spyro’s body. Cyra then grabbed Spyro by the throat, “Grr…Cyra…let go … what are you…?” Spyro gasped as he tried to breathe through Cyra grasp. As Spyro looked at Cyra properly, he then noticed that Cyra’s warm, light-blue eyes were now a staring, orangey-yellow with cat-like slits for pupils and also that Cyra’s forehead now bared a mark, which consisted of a triangle with no base and a diagonal dash either side. She was gone. Cyra then spoke in a low growl as an evil smirk crept upon her face
“You taught me well…” Cyra laughed in an evil cackle as she watched Spyro cringe under her grip,
“You know…” Cyra continued, “I could kill you right now…” Cyra added as she tightened her grip
“Grr…why don’t you just…get on with it…then?” Spyro dared as he struggled against her grip
“You know, that wouldn’t be such a bad idea…” Cyra teased as she took her index and pressed her claw against Spyro’s neck. Spyro winced as he felt Cyra’s claw dug under Spyro’s scales but before she could break the soft tissue underneath, a voice then sounded out of the thin-air, Spyro could hear it too this time.
“Cyra! Stop wasting your time with him and take your place amongst us. You can fight him when the time comes but for the time being you must train with our elite army forces to ready yourself for the battle that lies ahead!” boomed the voice with a hiss
“Ugh…As you wish, my Lord!” Cyra called out to the voice, as she stepped away from Spyro. “You got lucky this time but perhaps you’ll be more of a challenge when the time comes.” Cyra said to Spyro with a hiss. Cyra then moved to a spot a few feet from where Spyro was
“I’m ready, my Lord!” Cyra called. A black aura then wrapped itself around Cyra’s body and with a final, evil smirk; her image began to fade into the unknown
“CYRA!” Spyro yelled. Spyro the leaped up, unscathed by his broken rib and ran after her, but it was too late. When he pounced onto her, he went straight through her image and she was gone. Spyro then realised what had just happened and the situation began to sink in.
“No! She…she’s gone!” Spyro said, with sadness in his voice. Emotions of a mixture of rage, sadness and hopelessness then began to build up within him, until he let it loose
“Grrr…! CYRA!!!” Spyro yelled into the uncanny silence. Spyro gritted his teeth trying to hold his emotions at bay but when he thought about never being able look into those warm, light-blue eyes or never to hear her to utter those words, “I love you” ever again, Spyro soon gave into his emotions and a tear trickled down his cheek and dripped onto the soft grass and then his breathing started shudder every so often as he began to sob silently…
“Come now, Spyro. There’s nothing much more you could have done.” Nestor spoke up from behind Spyro, who was also saddened by the situation.
“B-but…I loved her…” Spyro replied quietly, with a slight shudder in his voice
“I know you did, Spyro…” Nestor started, “Sometimes things don’t turn out in the way we wish them to and in return we must find ways to work out way around those situations and keep going shall we say” Nestor added
“D-do you think…I can ever get her back…?” Spyro asked
“I don’t know…I wouldn’t put my hopes on it if I were you, Spyro…” Nestor replied in a sad tone, “If I were you, I would focus on the war that lies ahead. That is our main priority now.” Nestor added
“The war…will I have to…fight her?” Spyro hesitated
“Most likely…”Nestor replied.
There was now a long uncomfortable silence that hummed in the air. Raku had got what he was after. He took her from him. This reminded Spyro of the incident with Raku 10 years ago when he took his parents lives…
It had just been a nice, normal night, that night; Spyro had just gone to sleep whilst his parents were still up going about their business. It was about an hour or so later into the night that it happened. Spyro was awoken by what sounded like thunder outside and he could then hear his parents rushing about franticly
“No! What are we going to do? It’s Raku! He’s here!” Screamed Spyro’s mother
“I know! I know!” started his father, “He knows we knew about Kiron and Sakira’s kid…and he probably knows about Meisaka’s side of the prophecy too,” he added
“But what about Spyro? He’ll be killed!” Shrieked his mother in worry
“Ok. I want you to take him and get out of here while you still can…” Said his father
“Sarek! You’re not going to take Raku on by yourself are you?” Gasped Spyro’s mother
“Look, Sira! I’d rather if he got me alone than both you and Spyro too. Now please just take him and save yourselves!” Sarek ordered
“Sarek…” Sira started, ”Oh…please be careful…” Sira added in a tearful way
Sira then went into Spyro’s room and found Spyro on his little mattress, wide awake
“C’mon Spyro. Let’s go…” Sira said as she picked Spyro up in her arms
“Mum? What’s going on?” Spyro asked, confused by the whole situation
“No time to explain…” Sira started, “Lets go!” she added
Sira then took Spyro out into the lobby but they were then blocked by a tall figure that hovered in the air, clocked in a dark robe that swayed in the wind.
“Raku!” Sira gasped, “Where’s Sarek!?” She asked
“That simpleton?” Raku laughed, “That fool was all too easy to take! That weakling was no match against my Shadow strike!” Raku laughed an evil, guttural laugh that shook the room.
“You monster!” gasped Sira, “YOU MONSTER!” Sira shrieked
“And now…you’ll pay for keeping the dragon of the prophecy a secret from me…now DIE!” Raku shouted as he shoved his long, steel blade into Sira’s stomach and she collapsed to the ground. He then laughed a laugh that shook the whole area and with a flash, he was gone. Spyro then climbed out from under his mother’s body and nuzzled her snout. Tears then began to trickle down Spyro’s cheek as Sira’s blood began to seep from the deep gash in her stomach
“Mum…? No…Please don’t die…” Spyro pleaded as he sobbed, watching his mother slowly bleed to death.
“Now, now Spyro. You stay strong… Ok? I want you to be a good boy and stay strong…I love you, my son…and we’ll always be here when you feel lonely…”She said as she pointed to Spyro’s chest. It was then that Sira, Spyro’s mother breathed her last breath and died before Spyro’s very eyes.
“Mum…?” Spyro said, with tears cascading down his cheeks. The situation then sank in, his only parents were dead and he was on his own
“MUM! DAD! NO…!” Spyro sobbed as he mourned over his mother’s body…
This flashback that flickered in flashes across Spyro’s mind caused Spyro to fill up with a mixture of anger and rage; and then, as more pieces of his memory came back in flashes, determination also slowly began to build up in his heart
“That monster!” Spyro started, “It’s like my parents all over again!” He growled
“Spyro…” Nestor started with a hint of anxiety, but Spyro butted in
“Well, he’s not gonna get away with it this time!” Spyro started, “This time I’m gonna be ready and this time I’m gonna kill him!” Spyro yelled with a growl
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