Chapter 17 - No More
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 17 - No More
Chapter 17 - No More
Chapter Seventeen: No more[/u]
Spyro and Cyra watched in horror as this humungous, black Dragon towered over them, with ugly looking scars and tears etched on his dirty, scales and wings, peering at them with his piercing slits for pupils. He then let out a large guttural roar that vibrated in every area of their bodies. Once his transformation was complete, Raku then looked at the two small Dragons in front of him, horror sweeping over them as they observed the nightmare that was unfolding before their very eyes. A wicked grin then etched across his face, baring his large, evil fangs.
“So, Cyra, mighty Goddess of Alafrenor, how do like the true Lord of Darkness?” Raku boomed. Cyra, however, couldn’t say a thing as she was completely lost for words, as the horror of Raku’s transformation was still raw in her veins. Raku then laughed as the fear radiated off Cyra’s body,
“What’s wrong, Cyra? Is the mighty Lord of Darkness too much for the legendry Alafrenorian Goddess?” Raku teased. The energy radiating of Raku’s body was maddening. Cyra was scared now. She couldn’t even begin to imagine the destruction that he could create under this form. She shuddered under the very thought of the idea.
“Cyra...just how the heck are we meant to fight that thing!?” Spyro asked
“I-I don’t know...I don’t think we can...” Cyra stuttered, “He’s more powerful than an all the gods in Alafrenor combined in this form...it’ll take a miracle to take him...” She added
“Oh...God...” Spyro said quietly, a thought then began to nag the back of his mind, “Cyra? If he’s as powerful as you say he is, then why did he even need go into all that bother to turn you into a Shadow Dragon and all?”
“Oh...that’s a good question, actually...” Cyra replied as she thought about it. It was puzzling though, Raku had gone into all that bother to create an army and turn her into a Shadow Dragon, yet he could equally have just wiped out everything on his own with all that power inside him.
“So!” Raku boomed out, “Any last words from the legendary Goddess Cyra, before the universe meets its fate?” Raku sneered through his ugly, Draconian fangs
“Actually...we have a question...” Cyra started, “If you had this power all this time, then why did you even need to turn me into a Shadow Dragon in the first place? I couldn’t have done you much good in that form and you could’ve just as equally have done everything on your own.” Cyra pointed out
“Well, if you must know, I wanted control over everything and drape everything in shadow, including Alafrenor, and become the supreme ruler of all worlds of the living and the dead!” Raku answered
“All of the worlds? You don’t mean the three created by Zeikora, do you?” Cyra asked
“Yes! And with the energy of Alafrenor, the demon realm and this world all under my control and draped in shadow, I would become the ultimate eternal ruler of all that is. I would become the ultimate King of Shadow!” Raku boomed
“Wait, what’s that about this Zeikora dude?” Spyro asked
“Ok...to start with, this world was nothing but a dead lump of rock in space right?” Cyra said, “Then out of nowhere, the ultimate Dragon God, Zeikora descended upon this dead planet of rock and breathe life up on it and created the Dragon Worlds. Then before Zeikora parted from this world, he created two other worlds, Alafrenor born off his light and the Demon Realm born of his darkness and also created six deities: the four gods of Alafrenor and Zephra of this world (Born of his courage, loyalty, love and wisdom) and Raku (Born of his upmost hatred, rage and fury). Zeikora then created a marble seal quite near here, called Zeikora’s Seal.” Cyra explained
“Oh. Right. But why did he still need you in the first place though?” Spyro asked
“I don’t know... some of the real Goddess Cyra’s memories haven’t surfaced yet...” Cyra said. Cyra then looked at the monstrous black dragon in front of them, “Ok. That’s all fine about Zeikora’s Seal but again, why did you need me to begin with? I mean, you could just blast the seal open if you wanted to” Cyra asked Raku
“Isn’t it obvious yet?” He said, “Only a being of the realm can open its path. That means that even if I, the mighty Lord of Darkness, use an attack strong enough to blow the sun to oblivion, Alafrenor would still stand, untouched.” Raku explained
“Wait. If that’s true then how did you get into Alafrenor two thousand years ago?” Cyra asked
“I had a little help, when Terranna’s daughter accidentally opened the seal to the Dragon Worlds.” Raku replied
“Shakra...” Cyra said quietly, “If she had followed Fyrenz’ advice then Alafrenor wouldn’t have suffered such a fate.” Cyra muttered
“Yes...it’s daunting how a curious child can cause such a calamity” Raku sneered
“Yeah...but lucky for us, both Rekuma and Shakra managed to escape and Rekuma managed to stop you before you gained full control over the powers of the Alafrenorian Gods.” Cyra replied
“YES!” Raku boomed, “Those meddling fools! But I will not let these mistakes happen again and I will kill you!” Raku yelled
“Wait! But if you kill Cyra, you can’t open Alafrenor!” Spyro pointed out
“Yes, I can! Seeing as her Goddess form has surfaced, I can use her remaining light essence when she is dead to open the seal and gain entry to the status of King of Shadow!” Raku boomed, “Enough talk! Let us decide the fate of the universe in this final bout between, I, Raku, the mighty Lord of Darkness against Cyra, the legendary Goddess of Alafrenor!” Raku yelled. It was then that Raku started to let a long, low growl, baring his ugly, yellow fangs. Spyro and Cyra then got into their fighting stances and as Raku raised his head, he then suddenly opened his mouth and out shot a dark ball of evil energy and sent it hurtling down towards them. Spyro and Cyra then barely managed to jump out of the way with the ball of energy leaving an even bigger hole in the ground than before.
“Jeez-O!” Spyro yelled, “We’re gonna get blown to bits if we’re not careful!”
Raku then began firing balls of energy, one after the other, with Spyro and Cyra trying their best to dodge them. One however managed to catch Cyra’s left shoulder.
“Ah!” Cyra cried as she crippled away from the shock of the attack.
“Cyra, are you ok?” Spyro asked. It was then revealed that the attack from Raku had left a large, deep, wound, carved into her shoulder, with crimson blood trickling down her foreleg, “Cyra! You’re hurt!” Spyro acknowledged as he saw the deep gash in her shoulder
“Yeah... don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine...SPYRO! LOOK OUT!” Cyra yelled as she saw what looked like a giant ball of Dark Energy hurtling down towards Spyro. The before he knew what was happening, Cyra suddenly pulled him away, so that she was between Raku and Spyro. Then all too soon, with Cyra acting as a shield, the ball of energy descended and struck Cyra right on the back. Cyra then crippled away from the force of the attack and a searing pain travelled across her back as her scales were ripped violently off, along with a very unpleasant burning sensation.
“Cyra!” Spyro yelled with freight as she collapsed into Spyro’s arms in pain. Spyro then noticed that Cyra’s back was pretty badly burnt, that it bled in some places and her right wing was broken. And then all too soon, Raku suddenly fired another large ball of energy. Spyro then, not really knowing what the outcome will be, unsheathed his sword. Instinctively, he then raised his sword in front of himself and before he knew it, the ball of energy befell upon him, when a miracle happened. As the ball of energy touched the tip of Spyro’s sword, to his surprise, the ball of energy began to disintegrate and as a matter of fact, the sword had actually begun to absorb the energy from Raku’s attack. Spyro just stood, dumbfounded at what his sword had just achieved, as the ball of energy continued to get absorbed.
“What!?” Raku said in disbelief as Spyro still stood there with his sword poised, unscathed by his attack. “How did that little runt manage to survive that?” He yelled. When the ball of energy had eventually disappeared into his sword, Spyro then withdrew his sword and looked at it in disbelief as he began to absorb what just happened. It was then that Raku recognised the black handle, red cross-bar, golden Dragon head and the silver blade.
“That sword...” Raku gasped, “It can’t be! That little brat has the Sword of Daiakaryuu!” Raku yelled. He then remembered that battle with Rekuma, when he managed to plunge the sword, deep into Raku’s black heart and trapped him inside for two-thousand years. “Well, I won’t let that same mistake happen again!” Raku yelled as his goal to become King of the Universe of Shadow came clearer into his mind. “GrrrrRRRRRRAAAAH!!!!!” Raku boomed. Raku then took a deep breath and let out a loud roar that shook the Earth underfoot and along with his roar, a wave of energy rippled out from his body. The wave of energy caught Spyro unawares and the force of the energy smacked into Spyro and sent him flying backwards. Spyro then landed hard on his back, knocking the wind out of him.
“Ah...!” Spyro groaned as his body ached as the shock of Raku’s energy travelled throughout his body. Raku then walked towards Spyro and before he knew it, Raku pinned Spyro to the ground with his left paw, just as Spyro was about to reach for his sword. Spyro then squirmed helplessly, trying to get out of Raku’s grip, but it was no use. Raku laughed as he watched Spyro squirm under his grip.
“It’s no use, Spyro, wielder of the mighty Sword. My power is no match for a petty weakling like you!” Raku sneered at Spyro through his ugly, yellow fangs, “Now any last words before I shatter your body to pieces?” Raku teased as he tightened his grip
“Ah!” Spyro groaned as Raku began to grip Spyro’s aching body. Raku then began to grip tighter still.
“Ah! Ugh...! AH! Spyro cried as the pressure on Spyro’s bones began to intensify. Raku laughed as Spyro cried out as he continued to tighten his grip, putting immense pressure on Spyro’s body.
“What’s wrong, Spyro? Feeling a little uncomfortable are we?” Raku sneered, “Well, let me put you out of your misery...DIE, DRAGON!!!” Raku yelled and as he increased the grip even more, the pain in Spyro’s body became almost unbearable.
“AAAAAAH! GRAAAAAH!” Spyro cried as he became blinded by pain. Then as Raku watched Spyro scream under his now very tight grip, an unexpected bright ball of energy suddenly smacked Raku right in the face and forced him backwards, releasing Spyro from his grip. Paralysed from Raku’s grip, Spyro lay immobilised on the ground. Spyro then turned his head very slowly to see where the ball of energy came from and he was surprised to see Cyra standing before him.
“Cyra...?” Spyro said weakly
“Leave him alone, you monster!” Cyra yelled, wincing at her aching wounds.
“So, Cyra, I see you still have a little fight in you after all?” Raku said as he recovered from her attack, “However, your persistence with that petty power of yours won’t save you or the universe from my reign!”
“Well, if I die then I’m taking you down with me, either way I’m not standing by just so you can torment those innocent lives!” Cyra yelled back at Raku
“Oh but aren’t you forgetting that I am immortal?” Raku laughed evilly
“Heh...you won’t be for long...” Cyra said
“What is that supposed to mean!?” Raku demanded, clearly angered by her remark
“Just how much energy are you using in that form?” Cyra asked, “I’ve been watching your progress and all ready your energy has depleted by quite a bit. If you keep this up, you won’t have any energy left for another rejuvenation and you will die!” Cyra explained
“GrrrRRR! You will be long dead before my energy depletes that far!” Raku bellowed angrily, as his slits for pupils narrowed
“You sure about that?” Cyra replied coolly. Rage was now building up within Raku and was now bellowing out columns of smoke.
“Why you arrogant, little brat!” Raku growled, “I will kill you long before my energy expires AND YOU WILL DIE!!!” Raku roared with fury. Raku then raised himself onto his hind legs, so that he was now almost as tall as a mountain and he then suddenly thrust his forelegs forwards and launched a black beam of evil energy at Cyra. With a split second decision, Cyra then too, raised herself up, managed to create a beam of bright white energy to catch Raku’s high-speed energy beam just in time. Raku and Cyra were once again locked in combat as their beams of energy duelled against each other.
The atmosphere around the spectators was static as they watch the two titans duel as anything could happen as it could go either way. The future now rested on Cyra’s shoulders, one slip too early and all could fail and Raku would ultimately drape the whole universe in darkness. But there was still hope as Nestor eyed Spyro, beginning to slip away from the battle scene. Spyro then, a good bit away from Raku and Cyra, looked around. It was then that Spyro spotted a slither of silver glinting in the now setting sun, walked over to it and picked up his sword. Spyro then, grasping his sword, snuck around behind Raku who hadn’t noticed him as he had his mind set on his battle with Cyra, and waited for the moment.
“Very good, Spyro...wait until the moment is right, now...” Nestor said to himself as he watched Spyro
After a good half an hour of duelling, Cyra and Raku were still in the midst of feeding their energy into their beams. Sweat was now starting to trickle down Cyra’s face as she was now beginning to tire considerably as her energy began to deplete, her wounds nagging away in her back and her shoulder didn’t help either.
“What’s wrong Cyra? Weakening all ready? Is my power too much for the legendary Alafrenorian Goddess” Raku sneered, as he let an extra wave of energy pulse down his beam.
“Grah...! I’ve still got...plenty to come yet!” Cyra yelled back as she struggled to stabilise Raku’s pulse of energy. Just as Cyra said that, she also felt Raku’s energy beginning to fade slightly...
“Heh...You’re energy...seems to be going down...a bit itself...” Cyra acknowledged as she continued to battle against Raku’s beam of evil, black energy.
“GrrrRRRR!! Your energy will deplete long before mine ever will!! DIE!!!!” Raku yelled with fury. Cyra had done it now. As Raku’s fury surfaced, he then suddenly began to feed a whole load of energy into his beam and had started to push back Cyra’s. Wincing at her stinging, bleeding wounds Cyra continued to battle valiantly with Raku’s beam as she continued to feed her energy into her beam to try and stabilise it, but there was no way that was going to happen. Cyra’s energy was reaching a critical level now as she was beginning tire greatly as she now had less than half of her energy left. Raku’s beam continued to slowly creep towards Cyra. After about ten minutes of painstaking duelling with their energy, Raku’s beam was now very dangerously close to Cyra, any more would spell disaster. Sweat pouring from her face, Cyra closed her eyes tightly as she cringed under the pressure of the beam.
“No! I can’t give in!” Cyra said to herself, “I won’t let these people suffer under his wrath!”
As Cyra’s word left her, she then used her iron will and began feeding a whole load of energy into her beam and managed to stabilise it and pushed Raku’s beam back slightly.
Raku was now beginning to wince as his energy too, began to deplete slightly. Waiting for the right moment to strike, Spyro stood with his sword by his side.
‘C’mon, Cyra. You can do it...just a little more...’ Spyro thought to himself. Spyro watched in agony, as the beam of energy started to move back down towards Cyra again. Cyra struggled as Raku forced another wave of energy down the interlocking beams.
“Grraaaaah...!” Cyra cried as her energy began to weaken more as she tried to fight against the extra pulse of energy. But that was when she sensed it. As soon as Raku let out that extra wave of energy, she knew his energy had reached a low enough level. It was time, time for the final strike.
“IT’S NOW OR NEVER, SPYRO!” Cyra screamed as she was pushed to the limit.
“RIGHT!” Spyro called back from behind Raku.
“What!?” Raku yelled and as Raku let go off the beam and wheeled around to the source of Spyro’s voice, it happened. As soon as he turned around, Spyro suddenly leapt up and struck his sword right into Raku’s chest.
“WHAT!? NO! THE SWORD!!” Raku yelled, with Spyro’s sword stuck in his chest, GRAAAAH! NO! I WON’T BE TRAPPED A SECOND TIME! NO! HAVE MERCY!!!”
“MERCY!?” Spyro yelled with spite, “You dare to ask me for mercy? NOT A CHANCE! WHAT ABOUT MY PARENTS AND CYRA’S!? HUH!?” Spyro yelled as he dug the sword deeper into Raku’s chest
“GrraaAAAAH!” Raku cringed under the pain
“I’ll never forgive you for what you did to my parents that night and for what you did to Cyra...!” Spyro growled, “And I’m gonna GET RID OF EVERY SINGLE, STINKING PARTICLE OF YOU AND YOUR LOT ONCE AND FOR ALL!” Spyro yelled. Spyro then with, the sword still firmly stuck in Raku’s chest, somehow knew what to do as his paw the move up the handle, over the golden Dragon head and squeezed so that the Dragon’s jaw shut. It was then that Raku’s body started to change.
“NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?” Raku yelled, trying to get away from the sword, but it was too late. As Raku tried to trash Spyro off him, his body started to change consistency and mould out of place.
“NO! NO! I WON’T LET THIS HAPPEN AGAIN!!!” Raku roared, as his body started turn into a blob of black mass. Raku was now just basically a giant mass of black, evil energy and was now beginning to deplete in size as Raku’s energy began to be absorbed by the sword. Spyro was now more or less standing on Raku’s energy, whilst keeping the Golden Dragon’s jaw shut on his sword. Raku’s energy was depleting more and more as the sword continued to absorb him. Raku’s energy was now even smaller than Spyro.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...!” Raku yelled frantically. And then, his energy was finally completely absorbed into the sword. Spyro then let go of the golden Dragon head and the jaw opened. He did it. Raku was finally resealed inside the sword of Daiakaryuu and he was no more.
Spyro and Cyra watched in horror as this humungous, black Dragon towered over them, with ugly looking scars and tears etched on his dirty, scales and wings, peering at them with his piercing slits for pupils. He then let out a large guttural roar that vibrated in every area of their bodies. Once his transformation was complete, Raku then looked at the two small Dragons in front of him, horror sweeping over them as they observed the nightmare that was unfolding before their very eyes. A wicked grin then etched across his face, baring his large, evil fangs.
“So, Cyra, mighty Goddess of Alafrenor, how do like the true Lord of Darkness?” Raku boomed. Cyra, however, couldn’t say a thing as she was completely lost for words, as the horror of Raku’s transformation was still raw in her veins. Raku then laughed as the fear radiated off Cyra’s body,
“What’s wrong, Cyra? Is the mighty Lord of Darkness too much for the legendry Alafrenorian Goddess?” Raku teased. The energy radiating of Raku’s body was maddening. Cyra was scared now. She couldn’t even begin to imagine the destruction that he could create under this form. She shuddered under the very thought of the idea.
“Cyra...just how the heck are we meant to fight that thing!?” Spyro asked
“I-I don’t know...I don’t think we can...” Cyra stuttered, “He’s more powerful than an all the gods in Alafrenor combined in this form...it’ll take a miracle to take him...” She added
“Oh...God...” Spyro said quietly, a thought then began to nag the back of his mind, “Cyra? If he’s as powerful as you say he is, then why did he even need go into all that bother to turn you into a Shadow Dragon and all?”
“Oh...that’s a good question, actually...” Cyra replied as she thought about it. It was puzzling though, Raku had gone into all that bother to create an army and turn her into a Shadow Dragon, yet he could equally have just wiped out everything on his own with all that power inside him.
“So!” Raku boomed out, “Any last words from the legendary Goddess Cyra, before the universe meets its fate?” Raku sneered through his ugly, Draconian fangs
“Actually...we have a question...” Cyra started, “If you had this power all this time, then why did you even need to turn me into a Shadow Dragon in the first place? I couldn’t have done you much good in that form and you could’ve just as equally have done everything on your own.” Cyra pointed out
“Well, if you must know, I wanted control over everything and drape everything in shadow, including Alafrenor, and become the supreme ruler of all worlds of the living and the dead!” Raku answered
“All of the worlds? You don’t mean the three created by Zeikora, do you?” Cyra asked
“Yes! And with the energy of Alafrenor, the demon realm and this world all under my control and draped in shadow, I would become the ultimate eternal ruler of all that is. I would become the ultimate King of Shadow!” Raku boomed
“Wait, what’s that about this Zeikora dude?” Spyro asked
“Ok...to start with, this world was nothing but a dead lump of rock in space right?” Cyra said, “Then out of nowhere, the ultimate Dragon God, Zeikora descended upon this dead planet of rock and breathe life up on it and created the Dragon Worlds. Then before Zeikora parted from this world, he created two other worlds, Alafrenor born off his light and the Demon Realm born of his darkness and also created six deities: the four gods of Alafrenor and Zephra of this world (Born of his courage, loyalty, love and wisdom) and Raku (Born of his upmost hatred, rage and fury). Zeikora then created a marble seal quite near here, called Zeikora’s Seal.” Cyra explained
“Oh. Right. But why did he still need you in the first place though?” Spyro asked
“I don’t know... some of the real Goddess Cyra’s memories haven’t surfaced yet...” Cyra said. Cyra then looked at the monstrous black dragon in front of them, “Ok. That’s all fine about Zeikora’s Seal but again, why did you need me to begin with? I mean, you could just blast the seal open if you wanted to” Cyra asked Raku
“Isn’t it obvious yet?” He said, “Only a being of the realm can open its path. That means that even if I, the mighty Lord of Darkness, use an attack strong enough to blow the sun to oblivion, Alafrenor would still stand, untouched.” Raku explained
“Wait. If that’s true then how did you get into Alafrenor two thousand years ago?” Cyra asked
“I had a little help, when Terranna’s daughter accidentally opened the seal to the Dragon Worlds.” Raku replied
“Shakra...” Cyra said quietly, “If she had followed Fyrenz’ advice then Alafrenor wouldn’t have suffered such a fate.” Cyra muttered
“Yes...it’s daunting how a curious child can cause such a calamity” Raku sneered
“Yeah...but lucky for us, both Rekuma and Shakra managed to escape and Rekuma managed to stop you before you gained full control over the powers of the Alafrenorian Gods.” Cyra replied
“YES!” Raku boomed, “Those meddling fools! But I will not let these mistakes happen again and I will kill you!” Raku yelled
“Wait! But if you kill Cyra, you can’t open Alafrenor!” Spyro pointed out
“Yes, I can! Seeing as her Goddess form has surfaced, I can use her remaining light essence when she is dead to open the seal and gain entry to the status of King of Shadow!” Raku boomed, “Enough talk! Let us decide the fate of the universe in this final bout between, I, Raku, the mighty Lord of Darkness against Cyra, the legendary Goddess of Alafrenor!” Raku yelled. It was then that Raku started to let a long, low growl, baring his ugly, yellow fangs. Spyro and Cyra then got into their fighting stances and as Raku raised his head, he then suddenly opened his mouth and out shot a dark ball of evil energy and sent it hurtling down towards them. Spyro and Cyra then barely managed to jump out of the way with the ball of energy leaving an even bigger hole in the ground than before.
“Jeez-O!” Spyro yelled, “We’re gonna get blown to bits if we’re not careful!”
Raku then began firing balls of energy, one after the other, with Spyro and Cyra trying their best to dodge them. One however managed to catch Cyra’s left shoulder.
“Ah!” Cyra cried as she crippled away from the shock of the attack.
“Cyra, are you ok?” Spyro asked. It was then revealed that the attack from Raku had left a large, deep, wound, carved into her shoulder, with crimson blood trickling down her foreleg, “Cyra! You’re hurt!” Spyro acknowledged as he saw the deep gash in her shoulder
“Yeah... don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine...SPYRO! LOOK OUT!” Cyra yelled as she saw what looked like a giant ball of Dark Energy hurtling down towards Spyro. The before he knew what was happening, Cyra suddenly pulled him away, so that she was between Raku and Spyro. Then all too soon, with Cyra acting as a shield, the ball of energy descended and struck Cyra right on the back. Cyra then crippled away from the force of the attack and a searing pain travelled across her back as her scales were ripped violently off, along with a very unpleasant burning sensation.
“Cyra!” Spyro yelled with freight as she collapsed into Spyro’s arms in pain. Spyro then noticed that Cyra’s back was pretty badly burnt, that it bled in some places and her right wing was broken. And then all too soon, Raku suddenly fired another large ball of energy. Spyro then, not really knowing what the outcome will be, unsheathed his sword. Instinctively, he then raised his sword in front of himself and before he knew it, the ball of energy befell upon him, when a miracle happened. As the ball of energy touched the tip of Spyro’s sword, to his surprise, the ball of energy began to disintegrate and as a matter of fact, the sword had actually begun to absorb the energy from Raku’s attack. Spyro just stood, dumbfounded at what his sword had just achieved, as the ball of energy continued to get absorbed.
“What!?” Raku said in disbelief as Spyro still stood there with his sword poised, unscathed by his attack. “How did that little runt manage to survive that?” He yelled. When the ball of energy had eventually disappeared into his sword, Spyro then withdrew his sword and looked at it in disbelief as he began to absorb what just happened. It was then that Raku recognised the black handle, red cross-bar, golden Dragon head and the silver blade.
“That sword...” Raku gasped, “It can’t be! That little brat has the Sword of Daiakaryuu!” Raku yelled. He then remembered that battle with Rekuma, when he managed to plunge the sword, deep into Raku’s black heart and trapped him inside for two-thousand years. “Well, I won’t let that same mistake happen again!” Raku yelled as his goal to become King of the Universe of Shadow came clearer into his mind. “GrrrrRRRRRRAAAAH!!!!!” Raku boomed. Raku then took a deep breath and let out a loud roar that shook the Earth underfoot and along with his roar, a wave of energy rippled out from his body. The wave of energy caught Spyro unawares and the force of the energy smacked into Spyro and sent him flying backwards. Spyro then landed hard on his back, knocking the wind out of him.
“Ah...!” Spyro groaned as his body ached as the shock of Raku’s energy travelled throughout his body. Raku then walked towards Spyro and before he knew it, Raku pinned Spyro to the ground with his left paw, just as Spyro was about to reach for his sword. Spyro then squirmed helplessly, trying to get out of Raku’s grip, but it was no use. Raku laughed as he watched Spyro squirm under his grip.
“It’s no use, Spyro, wielder of the mighty Sword. My power is no match for a petty weakling like you!” Raku sneered at Spyro through his ugly, yellow fangs, “Now any last words before I shatter your body to pieces?” Raku teased as he tightened his grip
“Ah!” Spyro groaned as Raku began to grip Spyro’s aching body. Raku then began to grip tighter still.
“Ah! Ugh...! AH! Spyro cried as the pressure on Spyro’s bones began to intensify. Raku laughed as Spyro cried out as he continued to tighten his grip, putting immense pressure on Spyro’s body.
“What’s wrong, Spyro? Feeling a little uncomfortable are we?” Raku sneered, “Well, let me put you out of your misery...DIE, DRAGON!!!” Raku yelled and as he increased the grip even more, the pain in Spyro’s body became almost unbearable.
“AAAAAAH! GRAAAAAH!” Spyro cried as he became blinded by pain. Then as Raku watched Spyro scream under his now very tight grip, an unexpected bright ball of energy suddenly smacked Raku right in the face and forced him backwards, releasing Spyro from his grip. Paralysed from Raku’s grip, Spyro lay immobilised on the ground. Spyro then turned his head very slowly to see where the ball of energy came from and he was surprised to see Cyra standing before him.
“Cyra...?” Spyro said weakly
“Leave him alone, you monster!” Cyra yelled, wincing at her aching wounds.
“So, Cyra, I see you still have a little fight in you after all?” Raku said as he recovered from her attack, “However, your persistence with that petty power of yours won’t save you or the universe from my reign!”
“Well, if I die then I’m taking you down with me, either way I’m not standing by just so you can torment those innocent lives!” Cyra yelled back at Raku
“Oh but aren’t you forgetting that I am immortal?” Raku laughed evilly
“Heh...you won’t be for long...” Cyra said
“What is that supposed to mean!?” Raku demanded, clearly angered by her remark
“Just how much energy are you using in that form?” Cyra asked, “I’ve been watching your progress and all ready your energy has depleted by quite a bit. If you keep this up, you won’t have any energy left for another rejuvenation and you will die!” Cyra explained
“GrrrRRR! You will be long dead before my energy depletes that far!” Raku bellowed angrily, as his slits for pupils narrowed
“You sure about that?” Cyra replied coolly. Rage was now building up within Raku and was now bellowing out columns of smoke.
“Why you arrogant, little brat!” Raku growled, “I will kill you long before my energy expires AND YOU WILL DIE!!!” Raku roared with fury. Raku then raised himself onto his hind legs, so that he was now almost as tall as a mountain and he then suddenly thrust his forelegs forwards and launched a black beam of evil energy at Cyra. With a split second decision, Cyra then too, raised herself up, managed to create a beam of bright white energy to catch Raku’s high-speed energy beam just in time. Raku and Cyra were once again locked in combat as their beams of energy duelled against each other.
The atmosphere around the spectators was static as they watch the two titans duel as anything could happen as it could go either way. The future now rested on Cyra’s shoulders, one slip too early and all could fail and Raku would ultimately drape the whole universe in darkness. But there was still hope as Nestor eyed Spyro, beginning to slip away from the battle scene. Spyro then, a good bit away from Raku and Cyra, looked around. It was then that Spyro spotted a slither of silver glinting in the now setting sun, walked over to it and picked up his sword. Spyro then, grasping his sword, snuck around behind Raku who hadn’t noticed him as he had his mind set on his battle with Cyra, and waited for the moment.
“Very good, Spyro...wait until the moment is right, now...” Nestor said to himself as he watched Spyro
After a good half an hour of duelling, Cyra and Raku were still in the midst of feeding their energy into their beams. Sweat was now starting to trickle down Cyra’s face as she was now beginning to tire considerably as her energy began to deplete, her wounds nagging away in her back and her shoulder didn’t help either.
“What’s wrong Cyra? Weakening all ready? Is my power too much for the legendary Alafrenorian Goddess” Raku sneered, as he let an extra wave of energy pulse down his beam.
“Grah...! I’ve still got...plenty to come yet!” Cyra yelled back as she struggled to stabilise Raku’s pulse of energy. Just as Cyra said that, she also felt Raku’s energy beginning to fade slightly...
“Heh...You’re energy...seems to be going down...a bit itself...” Cyra acknowledged as she continued to battle against Raku’s beam of evil, black energy.
“GrrrRRRR!! Your energy will deplete long before mine ever will!! DIE!!!!” Raku yelled with fury. Cyra had done it now. As Raku’s fury surfaced, he then suddenly began to feed a whole load of energy into his beam and had started to push back Cyra’s. Wincing at her stinging, bleeding wounds Cyra continued to battle valiantly with Raku’s beam as she continued to feed her energy into her beam to try and stabilise it, but there was no way that was going to happen. Cyra’s energy was reaching a critical level now as she was beginning tire greatly as she now had less than half of her energy left. Raku’s beam continued to slowly creep towards Cyra. After about ten minutes of painstaking duelling with their energy, Raku’s beam was now very dangerously close to Cyra, any more would spell disaster. Sweat pouring from her face, Cyra closed her eyes tightly as she cringed under the pressure of the beam.
“No! I can’t give in!” Cyra said to herself, “I won’t let these people suffer under his wrath!”
As Cyra’s word left her, she then used her iron will and began feeding a whole load of energy into her beam and managed to stabilise it and pushed Raku’s beam back slightly.
Raku was now beginning to wince as his energy too, began to deplete slightly. Waiting for the right moment to strike, Spyro stood with his sword by his side.
‘C’mon, Cyra. You can do it...just a little more...’ Spyro thought to himself. Spyro watched in agony, as the beam of energy started to move back down towards Cyra again. Cyra struggled as Raku forced another wave of energy down the interlocking beams.
“Grraaaaah...!” Cyra cried as her energy began to weaken more as she tried to fight against the extra pulse of energy. But that was when she sensed it. As soon as Raku let out that extra wave of energy, she knew his energy had reached a low enough level. It was time, time for the final strike.
“IT’S NOW OR NEVER, SPYRO!” Cyra screamed as she was pushed to the limit.
“RIGHT!” Spyro called back from behind Raku.
“What!?” Raku yelled and as Raku let go off the beam and wheeled around to the source of Spyro’s voice, it happened. As soon as he turned around, Spyro suddenly leapt up and struck his sword right into Raku’s chest.
“WHAT!? NO! THE SWORD!!” Raku yelled, with Spyro’s sword stuck in his chest, GRAAAAH! NO! I WON’T BE TRAPPED A SECOND TIME! NO! HAVE MERCY!!!”
“MERCY!?” Spyro yelled with spite, “You dare to ask me for mercy? NOT A CHANCE! WHAT ABOUT MY PARENTS AND CYRA’S!? HUH!?” Spyro yelled as he dug the sword deeper into Raku’s chest
“GrraaAAAAH!” Raku cringed under the pain
“I’ll never forgive you for what you did to my parents that night and for what you did to Cyra...!” Spyro growled, “And I’m gonna GET RID OF EVERY SINGLE, STINKING PARTICLE OF YOU AND YOUR LOT ONCE AND FOR ALL!” Spyro yelled. Spyro then with, the sword still firmly stuck in Raku’s chest, somehow knew what to do as his paw the move up the handle, over the golden Dragon head and squeezed so that the Dragon’s jaw shut. It was then that Raku’s body started to change.
“NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?” Raku yelled, trying to get away from the sword, but it was too late. As Raku tried to trash Spyro off him, his body started to change consistency and mould out of place.
“NO! NO! I WON’T LET THIS HAPPEN AGAIN!!!” Raku roared, as his body started turn into a blob of black mass. Raku was now just basically a giant mass of black, evil energy and was now beginning to deplete in size as Raku’s energy began to be absorbed by the sword. Spyro was now more or less standing on Raku’s energy, whilst keeping the Golden Dragon’s jaw shut on his sword. Raku’s energy was depleting more and more as the sword continued to absorb him. Raku’s energy was now even smaller than Spyro.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...!” Raku yelled frantically. And then, his energy was finally completely absorbed into the sword. Spyro then let go of the golden Dragon head and the jaw opened. He did it. Raku was finally resealed inside the sword of Daiakaryuu and he was no more.
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