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Hm? Is it just me, or the chapter are getting longer? Oh well!

I worked hard for this one. After such an amazing cliffhanger, I worked a little bit faster! I wanted to finish this chapter as much as some people wanted to read it.

This is (again) my longer chapter yet! 26 pages on word.

Thanks to all that have been following me! (you know how you are!)

I do not own The Legend of Spyro characters nor plot (sadly). However, any new character and this story line aremine. Any resemblance in any form wahtsoever is purely coincidential.... execpt one. I will tell you at the end if you do not find out first!

Enjoy.

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The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 13

Parker looked around a little bit after he touched solid ground. There was a lot of fighting going on around him. Moles and cheetahs were giving up a valiant defense against a superior enemy that Ramirez began calling them, and then everyone else followed suit, 'The ugly guys' for obvious reason. Not a very original name... but it was catching.

It was a proper blood bath if he ever saw one! And it was completely weird... seeing guys fighting and killing themselves with swords!

He saw next several of his soldiers next to him and began to form a small circle around him.

"All right!" he yelled. "Spread out and secure an LZ (landing zone) for more incoming troops. Remember... moles, cheetahs and dragons are the not to be killed, but if they show any sign that they will... don't hesitate to shoot them! Anything else 'ugly' is fair game".

"Yes sir!" they responded and scattered in twos, shooting against enemies as they went.

He saw them for a moment as they were shooting their way out of the plaza, killing every zombie, big flies or whatever 'ugly' they found. They left the moles and cheetahs alone as instructed. The citizens could only stare, shocked at seeing them here, and because of the mad rush and the matter of how the humans killed their enemy. Parker only smirked as he heard another chopper getting into potion to drop more troops.

Parker looked around and saw... to his surprise... the purple dragon. He was standing near a black form that Parker could not identify. He went walking toward him to see what exactly how thing stood in the city to better help. He stopped a few steps away from him when he raised his head.

"You came..." he said in a tired and low voice, almost without the will to continue on. Parker saw into his eyes and he widen them what he found.

Tears... the dragon had tears on his eyes! Parker looked behind him and distinguished the form of the black mass behind Spyro. It was the black dragoness, Cynder... the same one that had threatened his life and hunt him down if he did any harm to Spyro when he took him hostage.

Parker looked back at Spyro as tears still continued to fall from the dragon's eyes. Parker was speechless... he had not expected this. He had not even thought that these dragons could cry... given the myths and legends from Earth. He had not imagined that they could express such feeling... of pain... at loosing someone.

That thought make them to Parkers mind more... human... in a way. More like them. The dragons were something more.... The dragon sniffed, holding back more tears, and that brought back Parker's attention to the situation.

"Parker..." Spyro said slowly.

"Spyro. We are here. We come to help".

"I thought that you... wouldn't come"

"We almost chose not to"

Spyro looked at the black dragon that was lying next to him. Tears began to from once again in his eyes.

"Is she Cynder? Parker asked

"Yes" he sobbed.

"Sorry" Parker said. This caused Spyro to skulk some more. He seemed so down cast that it made Parker feel sympathy. Perhaps he could...

His hand went to activate the radio that all of his troops had. "I request a medic at my location... I need one here ASAP (As Soon As Possible)".

Spyro looked up at him, his head tilted in confusion. In a matter of moments, the medic arrived.

"Sir!" he saluted. Parker only motioned with his head at the immobile from of Cynder. The medic looked at the unconscious dragon and then back at Parker. "Sir?" he asked confused.

"See to her" Parker ordered since the medic din not took the indirect. An order was an order and the medic followed it. He knelt beside the unconscious Cynder as Parker and a somewhat curious Spyro looked over him.

The medic took out a flashlight form one of his pockets and pointed it at Cynder in the eye.

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Spyro looked at both humans. He saw that both of the humans had very similar clothes. Instead if the last Spyro saw humans, this time their outfits were painted brown and a kind of sand color. They both had a helmet over their heads.

Beside that, and their personal features, Spyro could only see one difference.

Parker had a strange symbol... a silver rectangle embedded on his helmet and shoulders. The medic, on the other paw had a red cross painted over a white circle. Spyro did not know what that meant. Spyro saw this strange symbol painted on many places on the medic, the bag on his back, on his helmet, on his shoulders... it was everywhere.

From one of the many satchels, the medic took out something that looked like a normal small black cylinder. But he activated something and light emanated from one of its end. This surprised Spyro a great deal. What it magic?

The medic then took with two fingers one eyelid of Cynder and pried it open. He then continued to point the light to her eye.

"So?" Parker asked.

"I got pupil dilatation. She's alive!" he pronounced.

Spyro hearth went to his throat as the news hit him. Cynder... alive? Was it really true?

"Is she alive? How is she? Will she get well? Can you heal her?" he blurted out at the very surprised medic.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed as he scrambled backward away from Spyro.

"Sorry!" he apologized. "Is she well?"

"Hum? Well... she is still alive... that's for sure. But I do not know what happen to her"

"She got hit by a very powerful blow that sent her flying across the area" Spyro told the medic. He would tell him everything he wanted to know if he would save Cynder.

"Ok! So... several broken ribs and internal injuries most likely. Lost consciousness from injuries" he told more to himself than to Spyro.

"Deal with her corpsman" Parker told him. "And make sure she makes it". The medic only nodded in response and started to take out more equipment.

Spyro turned to look at Parker who was already going away before looking back at Cynder one more time.

Suddenly, a cry tore through the plaza, scaring everyone and making the tired defenders of the city wince at what was to come. A new wave of enemies was coming at them!

"HOLD THEM BACK!" a mole shouted. Many answered his call, trying to stop the dark minions from entering the plaza. Spyro jumped from where he was and tried to help.

He ran toward where the main fray was being fought. Moles and cheetahs were fighting desperately against a superior enemy of grumblings and orcs when Spyro arrived.

Now that he could use his elemental powers, he did not hesitate to use them. He jumped over the alliance line and dove straight thought his enemies. He took a full breath before exhaling it in a torrent of fire. He moved his head to try to cover as much ground as possible. His breath was really powerful, burning his enemies until they were left dead.

They exaltation of being able to use his powers away was too much, and he tried to use his breath with more intensify. However, Spyro's energetic flame attack cost him. He had used all his elemental breath in one blow, and it will take some time before he could use it again. But it had felt GREAT using his powers again! At least, he had brought more time to allow a more effective resistance.

He retreated to his own line and allowed archers to fire into the oncoming mass. It did some damage, but they kept coming. Spyro stopped and tuned to face the enemy at the front of the defensive line. What happened next was something he did not expect.

Some very loud sound was heard and the leading dark minion fell. The sound was like a really loud 'TAK', like an explosion. Suddenly, more followed... many more!

Spyro turned to look and saw some human soldiers coming through the alliance ranks and kneel, pointing their alien weapons at the enemies. He noticed that the end point their weapons, the one they were pointing at the enemy, flashed and a small tongue of fire could be seen, only to be extinguished immediately as a small brass cylinder exited from the weapon and fall to the ground. Whatever it was, the weapons were making all that noise, and it didn't seemed effective.

What are they doing?

By the edge of his view, he saw as a dark minion going straight toward a human. Spyro turned to warn him, but the human was ahead of him. The human turned to face the dark grublin as several flashed came from the weapon. The grublin gurgled and fell to the floor... dead!

Spyro was shocked. He could not believe it! The human had only pointed that weapon at the grublin and it fell dead some second later! WORSE... he had not seen anything come out from the weapon except that small tongue of flame, but the enemy would have to be really close for it to be effective! WORSE STILL... Spyro had not seen the human put anything in the weapon. He supposed that he would put some kind of arrow. But no... he had just pointed it and the enemy fell dead... and the human continued using his weapons against other enemies! What kind of devices did this human used?

More humans arrived and Spyro recovered from his trauma. He looked as they too pointed their weapons and flashes escaped from the weapons muzzle. Spyro turned and looked at the oncoming wave of enemies. They were falling like leaves! They collapsed dead!

"Lieutenant, they are too many!"

"Shut up and continue firing" Spyro heard Parker order. He looked for him and saw he too was using the alien weapon against the dark minions.

At last, Spyro saw the humans doing something to their weapons! They took some kind of black box from the underside of their weapon, drop the box to the ground, grab another one exactly as the one they had just tossed from one of their many pockets, put it back in place and move something on their weapon. After that, the noise and flashes continued to emanate from their weapons.

"Grenades!" Parker ordered his men.

Some humans pulled something from one of their many pockets and threw them at the oncoming mass. They looked like some kind of rocks. Why would they throw rocks at them? Spyro saw how these rocks bounced when they hit the ground, some hitting a dark minion. Laughter filled the enemy ranks when this happened. He guessed that they were laughing at such pitiful form of attack. Rocks! Spyro felt very much the same as the dark army.

Suddenly, explosions filled the enemy ranks, sending bodies flying in every direction. Screams of pain and confusion swelled from the enemy ranks, not knowing what just had happened. They were thinned considerably due to the explosions. But as a mass, the dark army continued its advance.

"Fall back to secondary positions!!!" Parker ordered.

The dark still kept their pace and soon came closer to the defensive line of the alliance, who were somewhat shocked at what the humans just did. The humans fell back behind the alliance lines, before the first dark minion arrived. The melee started, but the enemies were greatly reduced by the humans. The fighting didn't last long.

A cheer erupted from the ranks as the last enemy of this wave was killed. They had actually made it will little loses!

"SPYRO! I need your help over here!" Spyro heard Parker yell out loud.

Spyro went thought the ranks of the battle line and looked around and saw a sight he wished to avoid.

A group of humans were pointing their weapons to some moles and cheetahs, which were in kind showing the same kind of hostility toward the humans. Spyro had hoped this would not happen. Moles and cheetahs still showed some kind of hostility at the humans... either for their resemblance with the apes or for what happened last time they were here. Or both!

Spyro had to help to make the mutual hostility go away and close the chasm that separated their species.

"Calm down!" Spyro said as he approached the moles and cheetahs. Hunter was at the front of the group with his sword ready to strike at the first sign.

"Spyro, look! Humans are here! We must deal with them!" Hunter said in a very angry voice... more than any time Spyro had ever heard. And his look toward the humans was murderous!

"Calm down" Spyro told him. "They are here to help us"

"What is this? Why are the humans here? Why will they help us?" he appeared not to calm down.

"Because I asked them to!" This response seemed to get Hunter out of his murder look.

"What?" Hunter seemed like if he could not understand what Spyro was saying.

"I asked them to help us in the defense of this city. That is why I disappeared a few days ago. I went looking for them".

"Why?"

"Because..." Spyro said slowly as he turned to look at Parker. "I... feel that I can trust them"

"Do you remember what happened last time they were here?" Hunter asked, a little angry.

"Yes" Spyro turned back to Hunter. "The question is... do you?"

"Huh?"

"They only wanted to save their friend who was dying. Do not reject the help that they have offered". Hunter sighted as he lowered his sword. The alliance soldiers followed suit and lowered their weapons. The humans seemed to more calm by this and also lowered their weapons. "Where is Prowlus?" Spyro asked.

"Dead" Hunter replied in a low voice. Spyro lowered his head in sadness. He understood now why Hunter was so aggressive. Chief Prowlus was the leader of Hunter's village. It was a great blow to them, and to Hunter personally.

But then, Hunter stood straighter and went directly to the humans, although he showed not the hostility he had earlier. Still, the humans tightened their grip on their weapons.

"Ok... we will accept your help! But... "He lifted a finger "if a see anything suspicious... anything at all... I will kill you myself"

"The same goes to you from here" Parker responded with his own threat. Hunter only growled before he turned around and left.

"Ok... now that we have made nice with each other... could we get to know each other instead of having each other at our throats?" another human said. Spyro identified this one as Ramirez... the other human that had been in Warfang.

Parker only rolled his eyes with a little smile. But he could not participate on this reunion. Soldiers were still landing and they needed some coordination. About now, nearly thirty humans were on the small plaza, taking defensive positions and shooting at the dark army.

"Spyro!" Parker called his unofficial liaison with the locals. Spyro took a few steps and came closer to him. "Spread the word that we have arrived and that we should not be killed. We do not need nor require more of these incidents".

"I agree" he said. Without further word, he went to the cheetah he had identified as Hunter and told him something Parker could not hear. The cheetah left at a fast pace through one of the streets with a speed that give a credit to their name.

"Ramirez, take these men go and secure the western street and prevent any 'ugly' from coming through".

"We were just talking with our friends here ,sir. You know... getting to know each other... strengthening the alliance".

"Enough of the chit chat, Ramirez! We have a battle to win. You can associate with our allies as much as you wish after we have taken care of the situation".

"Yes sir!" he said. "Come on guys... it's time kick some ass!"

"Hoorah!" the humans yelled in unison.

Spyro watched as they left, amazed at how they acted and some of them talked... not that he really knew much of them anyway. It would be interesting to get to know them.

"Spyro" Parker said. "We need to secure this area to bring more soldiers and equipment safely. If 'uglies' come, we have to stop them. Think you and your friend can join me in doing that?"

"Uglies?" Spyro asked confused.

"That how we called them... this enemy of yours".

"Why? They are the dark army"

"It all started with Ramirez. He said that they were really ugly and then, everyone else started to call them that".

"Oh!"

"So... will you and yours friend join me join me?"

"Uh... yeah" he responded as he followed him.

They walked some way when another machine of the humans stared to hover over the plaza. It slowly started do descend until it touched down. Out of the machine came some humans, more equipped with different things that those that came earlier. Spyro noticed that this particular machine, as all of the humans that were onboard, had a symbol painted on their side. A red cross painted over a white circle.

This reminded Spyro of something.

"Wait a little bit! I wish to do something first" he said to Parker before rushing toward Cynder from one last look.

He saw that Cynder was connected to some kind of device which emitted some 'beeps' from time to time. Spyro didn't know what it was. He also noticed that another medic had come to her aid.

"How is she?" he asked one of medics.

"She is not own of the danger yet, but she is pulling through" he responded after he had looked at Spyro.

Spyro sighted with relief. He could not tolerate loosing Cynder. He would not know what to do if she died. It would kill him! He looked back and saw Parker talking with someone. He decided that he would stay here for a little while longer.

Suddenly, the machine that was connected to Cynder began to beep slower in intensity.

"She is slipping away!" one of the medics said in a worried tone. "Bring her pulse back!" Spyro knew that something was wrong by their tone. "No, get her back!"

The machine suddenly emitted one tone which sounded constantly. It was annoying! But the meaning was serious by the reaction of the medics.

"Give me an amphetamine shot, NOW!"

"She is leaving!"

"Injection applied"

"Prepare the defibrillator!"

Spyro was dead worried! Speaking with a tone of urgency and very fast, gave Spyro the clues that something was very wrong. Was she dead?

"What going on?" he asked.

"Her hearth has stopped beating!" he told Spyro without looking at him. Spyro began to feel that void open up in his hearth once more at the thought of loosing Cynder.

"Can't you do something?" he pleaded.

"We are!" the medic shouted.

Spyro continued to look what the medics were doing, tears beginning to form once again in his eyes. That annoying tone which the machine emitted still sounded. The medics applied some kind of paste on Cynder body.

"Charge the defibrillator! Two hundred joules!"

"Charged!" said the other medic as he took from yet another machine some kind of pallets. "Stand clear!"

What happened next, made Spyro's hearth jump. After the medic had placed the pallets on Cynder's body, she looked like she had jumped from where she had lain. Her body had twitched at whatever that machine had done as if she was alive! After such horrendous spectacle, she fell limp again.

"No response! Charging again at three hundred joules!"

"Charged!"

"Clear!"

Once again, Cynder's body seemed to jump from her place. Whatever these humans were doing, it seemed wrong.

"Stop that! What are you doing to her?" he growled to the medic as he put his head between him and Cynder.

"We are trying to make her heart beat again. Stop interrupting!" he snapped at Spyro as he moved the dragon´s head out of the way. "Still no response!"

"Charge at three hundred and fifty!"

"Charged!"

"Clear!" And for the third time, Spyro saw the strange spectacle. However, this time, he started to her the constant 'beep' of the machine which Cynder was connected to.

"We got her pulse back. Check her blood pressure!" the medic said more clamed this time.

"Seems normal... as far I can tell normal is with a dragon! She is getting stable"

Spyros hope went up.

"Is she all right?"

The medic turned to look at him. "For now. She still might not make it, but we are doing what we can"

Spyro nodded and stayed there for a while more before he told himself that he needed to go.

"Please... take care of her" he pleaded with the medic.

"Will do" he promised. Just after that, Spyro went back toward Parker and the group of soldiers that was being assembled. There were four humans, including Parker, and some moles and cheetah warriors.

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Parker saw Spyro go toward Cynder to take a look at her.

She must be special to him.

He looked at the medics that came out of their helicopter. Some of his men were helping with the equipment the medics brought with them.

It was Ramirez idea... to bring all this equipment. Since Spyro said that they were under siege, Ramirez had guessed 'What better way to make this alliance than saving the lives of the wounded? And when we were in that hospital of theirs... really!!!' And those sentences were enough to convince the higher ups that it was a good idea.

He watched the special field medics went thought the wounded, tending them and giving aid where they could. Some of the wounded cheetah and moles resisted at first growling and hissing, but they accepted grudgingly after some arguing.

He saw that three of the medic made their way toward the lying prone of a bigger dragon than Spyro. It was orange... and it was still shaking with pain by the spear impaled in its side. The group saw for a moment the injured dragon when the lead medic of the group knelt and removed his helmet.

Or... more accurately... her helmet. Her brown hair began to move with the wind and remove the hair from her face. That was when he recognized her.

_Oh boy!_Parker thought as he made his way toward her. He was on so much trouble now!

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Incendio was in so much pain! His body was afire with it! He was scared... scared to death! He was dying and he knew it! He felt so alone!

He felt cold over his body. That's the only thing he felt beside the pain. He could not feel his legs or wings. He could not feel them but he could at least move them... but every time he tried to do that, pain shot though him in an unimaginable way.

He was tired... so tired! He wished to sleep so much and be done with it... to ease his pain.

He felt someone stand just in front of him. Who could it be? Why don't they just leave? Cant' they see I want to sleep?

But the presence did not go. With some effort, Incendio opened his eyes and searched for the one who was near. He saw something he did not expect.

It was a human... and it was standing just over him. Two more humans were behind the first one.

Are they here to kill me? What else could they do to further humiliate me?

The lead human knelt just in front his head and look directly at him. Incendio feared the worst of what could happen. What will they do to him? He started to shake more, his body feeling the immense pain of such action... not that he did not felt the pain earlier.

The human removed his helmet and Incendio opened his eyes in surprise as her long hair fell. 'It's a female...' But that was not the only thing that surprised Incendio. He saw into her eyes, and he saw sadness... pity. These things Incendio saw made calmed him somewhat, but he was still shaking with the pain.

Then, the human female did something unexpected. She stretched out her hand and touched his forehead. Somehow, immediately after she made contact, pain seemed to recede and a sense of peace and tranquility began to take its place. The fear got away too. Incendio felt himself began to relax as the pain was taken away from him.

He took once more into the eyes of the human as she caressed him, and saw concern... concern for his well being. 'Are all the humans like this? Am I dreaming?' He felt the calming sense that emanated from within her, her willingness to help other, he felt reassurance.

He saw her for what she was... a pure soul.

Just then, another human came into his line of vision and called for the female. She stood up, leaving Incendio's side. Pain began to fill him once more after she had left. He could not hear what they were saying, his mind too foggy to comprehend. Finally, the other human looked at him and then at the female to discuss more things before he left.

He was so tired.

He saw the female began to tell the others something. They moved to his sides, and began to do something. Incendio didn't know what where they were about to do, but he felt they were doing something with him.

The female then once again, knelt and touched his face. Pain began to diminish once again when her hand touched him. But as fast as he put it, it left. This time, she left Incendio's field of vision and he began to panic. But he need not worry, for he felt once he began to feel sporadic touched from this female human. How did he know it was her? Because when she touched him, he felt at once more relaxed... and his pain go away.

It was a wonderful feeling... her touch.

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Doctor Kelly had disguised herself with military clothes in order to come here unnoticed. She was a doctor, and she had a duty to preserve life. She had to be here!

When she had gotten out of the helicopter, she gasped in surprise. There were a lot of wounded cheetah and moles. She had found out about this city and its inhabitants, but seeing them in person was another matter entirely. It was so unreal!

But her senses and training kicked in when she heard the complaints of the wounded. She had to help them!

She looked around and saw several field medics tending to some soldiers. But she was the best medic in the expedition... she would choose those with the biggest risk of death.

With a quick look, she found one that desperately needed her help. It was an orange dragon with a spear jutting out from his side. He was trembling with pain, and by the looks of it... near death.

She made her way towards him, half with a sense of duty, a quarter with pity, and another quarter curiosity. She, like almost all the members of the expedition, had been shocked to the bones when Parker and Ramirez came after being missing some time, telling about the city and the dragons.

Dragons... apparently not a myth. I wonder if they also have myths about us.

She always thought the dragons of being evil, soulless beast, intent on only killing. But after the explanation done by Parker and Ramirez and Spyro arrival at the base... she knew she had been wrong.

She arrived at the head of the dragon and stood near. The dragon noticed her, because he opened his eyes. Apparently, she was not expected. The eyes seemed a little bit unfocused; prove that the dragon was dying. She could not stand here and do noting while this magnificent being was dying.

"Prepare for operation! We will remove that spear. And have a double dose of morphine for the pain!" she told her two companions in a British accent. They only nodded and made their way to the dragon side. They knew better than to argue with her.

She knelt and took of her helmet, and she saw the dragon eyes widen a little bit in surprise. Then, tentatively, almost afraid do to something improper, she moved her hand forward and touch his forehead.

The dragon's eyes seemed surprised at her action, but immediately, she noticed that his body seemed much less tense and his eyes more focused. She caressed him a while her companions prepared for the operation.

"Kelly! What in GOD'S name are you doing here?" a voice asked the doctor.

Standing up, she turned to look at him with a look of annoyance and her hands on her hips.

"Why, Lieutenant Parker... I'm doing what I was brought to this world for" she told him in a sarcastic way.

"But... I... NO!" Parker put his hand on his head. "You are the head medical department of the expedition! All the medics respond to you! This is a war zone! You could get killed!"

"You think I didn't think of that?" she said in a sarcastic voice. "I am conscious of the danger of being here"

"You are the best of the medics we have!"

"That's why I had to come" she shot back.

"Losing you would be a hard blow to the expedition. What will happen if you die? HUH?"

"My second is as good as me. He will manage"

"Your father is going to be so upset when he hears this, Kelly! I recall that he ordered you to stay at the base"

"I will deal with my father later. I am old enough to make my own decisions. As for his order... he going to get upset because he is in the military and I'm not. He can't order me around".

"Why did you have to come?" Parker asked with a lower tone.

"Because I took an oath! After I got out of the medical school, I swore to protect life. I had to come, because there might be wounded and people in need of my help here! I have to help him now" she pointed at the orange dragon that was looking at them with half closed eyes.

Parker only looked at her... knowing that the battle between them had already been lost. She would stay... no matter what.

"Your father is going to rip me apart if something happens to you!" he pleaded one last time.

"Don't be such pessimists!" she spanked him.

"All right! Stay! But if anything happens and you danger get's to close... I will have you put on a chopper and flown back to base. I will knock you down unconscious if I have to".

"I will like to see you try!" she challenged. Parker could only growl and left.

Kelly gave a small smile as he saw Parker get away. She had won this argument... but if he really had wanted her to leave, he would have done so forcefully. He left her alone because she respected enough to stand by her decision.

Kelly turned to look back at the orange dragon that was looking at her intently through cloudy, half closed eyes.

He looks in so much pain.

She caressed once more his head and saw he visibly relaxed.

"Doctor, we are ready" her assistant said. With one last look, she looked at the dragons eyes and stood up.

She made her way where the two assistants were preparing the dragon for emergency operation. They would try to remove the spear impaled on his side.

"Everything's ready?" she asked.

"Yes doctor. Huh... are you sure you want to do this?

"I'm sure. Do you have the morphine ready?"

"Yes ma'am. Double dose as you told us."

"Good. Now let's get to work".

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Spyro got with the group that was being assembled. He really wanted to see the dark army thrown out of the city. But he also wanted to see how these humans fought. The moles and cheetah held sword and some of them bows, while the humans held strange looking weapons of one type or another. Spyro wondered how they worked.

Suddenly, a dark skinned human approached. Spyro watched with curiosity at his color, since he had only seen humans with pink skin.

Perhaps they are like dragons... they have different colors like us.

"ATTENTION MEN!" the black skin human shouted.

All of the near humans, who were doing whatever they were doing, got on their feet and stood straight when they heard his loud voice. Whoever this particular human was, he must hold some kind of respect.

"Listen up! We are NOT here to have a good time enjoying the scenery while we do a tour of the city! We have crashed this party for a purpose soldiers! We will defend this city from those ugly sons of bitches! We are going to BLOW the hell out of those damn BUGS until we have nothing left to shoot 'em with!" Jackson yelled as he paced around. This caused the attention of the moles and cheetahs who were keeping to themselves. "And THEN, we will strangle them with their OWN... LIVING.... GUTS!!! AM I RIGHT MARINES?"

"SIR... YES SIR!" they humans shouted in unison.

"Uh-huh. Damn right I am"

Ugh! Strangle them with their own guts. Disgusting!

Spyro just looked at the black skin man as his description. He could not help but feel repulsed by thinking of doing such action. He would do it if he really had to, but not his first option. And by the looks of the Alliance soldier, he guessed the thought the same.

Just then Parker arrived. "You just heard Sergeant Jackson's speech time".

"Ugh! Disgusting!"

Parker just laughed. Just then, he heard a voice that came out of thin air.

"Lieutenant, we have a lot of 'uglies' coming at out location! It's a shooting gallery out here, but they are closing in! We could reeeeally use some help over here!" To this, Parker moved his hand to his chest and did something because he spoke next to the air.

"Ok, sit tight Ramirez. Help is on the way" he replied. Just then more of the human's weapon sound could be heard nearby.

"Roger that sir"

Parker looked at Spyro after that strange conversation. "What?" he asked the dragon.

"What was that? I mean... a voice came out of nowhere and you answered to the air only to be answered back. What was all about?"

Parker chuckled a little before answering. "It's called radio. All of our troops have this device that allow them to communicate over great distances in real time with the press of a button"

"Really? How does it work?" Spyro asked intrigued by such possibilities. Spyro smiled at what Volteer would do if he found out. The electric guardian would not rest until he finds out how the thing worked.

"I think now is not the time to explain how thing works. We have work to do. Ramirez is hard pressed and we have to secure this area for more of our soldiers"

"Oh... right!" Spyro agreed. There was a battle to be won and a city to be saved.

"Sergeant Jackson!" Parker shouted to the black skin man.

"SIR?"

"Let's move to Ramirez position and help him defend his entrance. We still have a lot of material to bring in".

"Yes sir" Jackson did like Spyro could only identify as a salute and turned to his men. "All right, you heard the man. Lock and load your weapons!" The humans did something to their long pole-like weapons, causing several clicks. "Hit it marines; go, go, go! The corps ain't paying us by the hour!" The humans started to trot.

What a way of speaking!

"Coming?" Parker asked Spyro, and the dragon only nodded. Parker also started to walk a fast pace with Spyro and the alliance warrior following.

They went to a side street and soon found where the fighting was being done. Several humans were using their weapons against the dark army. The brass cylinders littered the ground beneath the human's feet, proof that they have been using their weapons a lot. Some moles warriors were keeping away those that managed to get close.

There were also some wounded, mostly humans with an arrow sticking out of their bodies, but there were moles too. There were some humans tending the wounded, but they did not have the usual Red Cross symbol.

"RAMIREZ!" Parker shouted because of the loud 'TAK's' the humans weapons did.

"Over here!" a faint voice came. Spyro managed to see Ramirez waving his hand, motioning for them before he continued to engage the enemy.

"Take firing positions" Sergeant Jackson barked at his troops. They scattered and, when they found a suitable place, they too began to fire unto the oncoming mass of enemies as Spyro and Parker made his way toward Ramirez.

"SIR, this is INSANE! Everyone and their grandmothers are coming at us!" Ramirez complained.

"Keep firing, Ramirez!" Parker ordered as several more humans used their weapons.

"They are too close!!! We have to fall back!!!"

"Calm down! Keep firing!"

A screeched filled Spyros ears as he looked up. Several wyverns were giving their horrendous cry as they flew down, going straight for the human soldiers.

"Look out!" Spyro shouted.

Some soldiers turned to look up, and brought their weapons to bear. Some wyverns fell, but there was just too many them. They swooped down and attacked.

He saw how one wyvern made his way to an unsuspecting human, smashing against him. The human was sent backward to the ground and he released his hold on his weapons. The air was knocked out of him and left dizzy after such a blow. The wyvern lost no time before jumping to the prone human and biting him. Screams of pain could be heard as the poor human was at the wyvern's mercy. Soon, the wyvern bit into the human's neck, causing a lot of blood to pour out of the human's mouth. After some gurgling noise, the human fell limp.

Spyro had to turn away as a wyvern made his way to him. He had to use melee blows since he needed more time to regain his expended elemental powers. He dispatched him with some quick blows.

Once the wyvern was dead he looked around. He had time to see another wyvern jump toward a human. He recognized this human as Ramirez ad he made his way backward and fell. As before, the wyvern jumped on the down prey, but Ramirez was faster. He took a knife from his wait... the first weapon Spyro could really guess its purpose from the humans. Just as the wyvern was about to bit Ramirez in the neck, the human used his knife to stab it in the wyvern's neck instead. The dark minion fell dead instantly on top of Ramirez.

Ramirez grunted from the effort of pushing away the dead body that had fallen on top of him.

"Stinking creature!" he complained. Spyro decided to help him when another wyvern made his way to the downed Ramirez. He was defenseless with the body of the previous wyvern atop him. His eyes went wide as he saw death approach him.

But Spyro was there. He pushed the wyvern away before he could kill Ramirez. A small duel began; the victor would decide Ramirez fate... that if he was not stepped on first by the combatants. Spyro resulted victories after a brief struggle.

"Are you all right?" Spyro asked.

"Yeah. Thanks" Ramirez grunted under the dead wyvern.

"You are welcome"

"Uh? A little help, please?" Spyro moved to push away from the human the dead wyvern.

The wyverns had retreated due to heavy losses, but they had done their job. The time they had brought allowed the horde of enemies to come closer in a short amount of time.

Spyro began to feel his elemental power energy rising again, since he depleted it while back. He was itching for a fight. Before the dark army came any closer, Spyro jumped from where towards the enemy horde.

"Where are you going?" he heard Parker call him. "Damn dragon! Watch your fire, friendly going trough!"

He began to fight. He was energetic and full of determination to get these invaders out of the city. They had caused too much trouble already... and Spyro deemed enough was enough.

He spat some ice shard at some grublins as they came closer, impaling them in their chats and falling dead. The rest of the horde, step aside the fallen soldiers and continued their charge, which Spyro met with bolts of electricity.

It was electrifying!

He downed some enemies and proceeded to throws some blows to anyone close. He bit a grublin in the arm and used him as a weapon, by swinging him around, making anyone near jump away when he swung it. Soon, the grublin was dead, with all the impacts against bodies or on the ground. He spat it away and flamed anyone near with his fire.

Burn flesh could be smelled in the air! But he was not done yet! He still had more to give!

He jumped and covered himself in rock before falling unto the mass of enemies below. He crushed them under the rock weight before releasing his power and resuming his melee blows. He slapped some enemies on their heads with his paws, knocking them to the ground. He swung his tail and batted away one that was near. He used his horns to smack his way though.

He was unstoppable!

Soon, he was left standing alone amidst countless orcs and grublins corpses. He was panting heavily from all the physical exertions. But it felt good to be himself again... as a whole.

He turned to look back and saw some wide eyes human soldiers. Some of them had their jaws hung open and others stood motionless. Cheetahs and moles were also surprised, but not as much as the humans, because they already knew what the purple dragon could do.

"Now that's someone who knows how to fight!" Ramirez broke the silence by exclaiming out loud. Spyro gave a weak smile and made his way back to the humans, panting heavily. "That little dragon practically stopped the wave all by himself!"

"That was awesome!" another one exclaimed.

"That was some fighting you did there Spyro!" Parker complimented him. "I don't know anyone who could have done what you did... excluding your breath powers of course"

"It was nothing. I just did what I know"

"Well, that was 'something' you know! You guy are an awesome fighter!"

"Just some regular moves. You mean you don't know how to fight like this?"

"You mean hand to hand combat? We know some tricks, but we are not used to fighting in melee. We rely more on our weapons"

Just then, a huge roar covered the area.

"Oh, that can't be good!" Ramirez stated the obvious.

"What is that?" another human asked.

"A troll!" a cheetah warrior answered.

"That doesn't sound good either!" Ramirez put in again.

The roar came again, and turning a corner, a huge troll could be seen. It was enormous, bigger than any troll Spyro had ever seen! He spotted the defenders and stopped, watching them intently.

The huge troll roared and charged forward. The humans started to fire their weapons, but it seemed to have no effect on the huge running mass.

"Grenade launchers!" someone yelled.

'Poofs' were heard, followed by explosions that coursed the troll's body, but that not stopped him. He was injured only. But instead, this seemed to make him only angrier than it already was.

"We are going to need bigger guns!" Ramirez said.

Waving his club, he smashed some humans to the ground who could not get out of the way quickly enough, crushing them. Some other warriors and soldiers were sent away flying when the troll swung his club in a horizontal arc.

Spyro jumped at the troll and tried to attach his face to try and divert his attention from the ones below. But he was swatted away like a fly by the troll's hand. He hit the ground with a grunt, knocking the air out if him. He tried to regain to prevent disorientation as best he could, and that saved his life. He saw the troll lift his foot, in preparation to stomp him to the ground .Spyro scurried out of the shadow that loomed over him before the heard a crash behind him.

Spyro turned to face his enemy with a defiant look. He felt power swelling inside him. Taking a deep breath, he released a purple beam that hit the troll in the chest. The convexity fury breath and power was the most powerful attack Spyro knew he could muster. The troll roared at the damage Spyro's breath inflicted on his body. The power Spyro release was enough to make a hole thought the trolls chest, even damaging some buildings behind it.

Silence hung for a few moments at the battlefield after Spyro had released his fury. Spyro could see the hole, and the buildings that were behind the troll through the hole that he had inflicted. Then, the troll slowly toppled backward with a boom that shook the earth. A few more moments of silence followed.

"That was... TOTALLY... WICKED!!!" Ramirez yell of joy filled the area. Spyro snorted and smiled at the strange compliment.

"You are quite powerful!" Parker said this time. "I don't know how you did that, but we were pretty sure we were toasted without you! Thanks!"

They spent a few minutes tending the wounded when a cheetah runner made his way to Spyro.

"Spyro!" he panted. "The guardian is asking for you"

Well, it had to be done eventually. He had told Hunter to tell the guardians about the humans' involvement in the fighting. Now, he needed to explain himself.

"Thanks" he told the cheetah. "Parker!" he called the commander of the human troops. "The dragon guardians are requesting to see me. No doubt to ask me about your sudden appearance"

"These dragon guardians seem to be important" Parker said.

"They are! They are leaders of the dragon race"

"Then let me go with you. I would like to know where they stand and I would like to say some things to them. I think Ramirez should come too and we shall both apologize for what we did here earlier"

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They made their way back to the plaza, were humans troops had increased. There were nearly one hundred that had arrived to the city via helicopter transport. They were defending several positions to prevent the dark army from entering the plaza, where they had made their command post.

They had erected some kind of a tent to put the wounded. However, there were no human wounded in this tent; all were taken back to base, where they had more specialized equipment and materials.

Parker looked around, and saw how his troops and the alliance soldiers, especially the cheetahs, were starting to build some relations, although there was still some kind of suspicion from both sides.

What caught his attention, however, was a very big green dragon with a brown underbelly. It was the same dragon that had tried to imprison Ramirez and him when they had first crashed in this city. Literally.

They made their way toward, what he assumed, was the guardian Spyro spoke earlier. By the looks of it, he seemed surprised at the scene of humans going around. He seemed uncomfortable too! He was covered in blood by all the battle and enemies he had killed, but he was not unscratched himself. Several gashed covered his body, scales ripped apart. But he stood strong and proud although he seemed tired.

"Terrador!" Spyro called, calling the attention of the big dragon.

"Young dragon, I got your message from Hunter" he said in a very heavy voice. He looked around, watching the humans moving around. "Mind telling me what is going on". He had been very surprised when he heard Hunters message that the humans were helping. He did not believe it and had to see it for himself. When he did, he was doubled surprised!

"I asked for their help" Spyro said.

"You asked the humans for help?" he asked with a suspicion glint in his eye, meaning that he was annoyed. Furthermore, it also showed some kind of blame towards Spyro.

"Yes sir"

"So... I assume this was what you were doing when you went missing?"

"Yes sir. And they have come!"

Terrador sighted before looking at the humans behind Spyro. "And you are?"

"I'm Lieutenant Parker and this is Ramirez" Parker introduced themselves.

"We were the one who had a great time and lot of fun last time we were here!" Ramirez exclaimed

"You?" Terrador was surprised at that information. He really didn't remembered how the humans looked last time he saw them. "And what exactly are you doing here?"

"Helping!" Ramirez beat Parker to answer the question.

"Last time you were here, you caused a lot of trouble" Terrador informed them with some kind of suspicion and hostility. He still had some way to go toward trusting them. "Why should we accept that kind of help?"

"We can always leave any time!" Ramirez said.

This caused Terrador eyes to go wide open. He had not expected that kind of answer. However, Parker got into the conversation.

"However, we are willing to help. Do you want our help? Do you allow us to stay?"

Terrador remained quiet for a moment. Spyro took notice of this and hurried to say. "We need their help. We cannot win this on our own". This caused Terrador to nod. He was a proud dragon that did not like to accept help form others; but he was wise enough to know and do when he must do so.

"We thank you for your help! It is greatly appreciated!" he said truthfully. "I... I want to... I'm not good at this!" he grumbled. This was not his strong area, but it must be done. "I want to... apologize... for the way I considered you earlier... last time you were here. I am sorry!"

"Yeah. We are too" Parker said his part. "It was not exactly the most diplomatic to solve neither it was the best way to start a good relationship with you; but we had our own worries; the same as you did".

"Forgive and forget!" Ramirez exclaimed happily.

"Indeed! We can forget that the incident ever took place" Parker said.

Terrador gave a small chuckle. He was staring to get to like these humans already!

A small explosion sounded nearby, causing the two dragons and town human to look in the direction it came from.

"Terrador, how the battle is faring on other sections of the city?" Spyro asked, hoping to have some good news.

"All the troops are retreating to some choke points, like this one, where we will make our stand. Casualties are high, although it seems this area has seen some pretty fighting recently!"

"The humans helped a lot. Had it not been for them, we would have already fallen" Spyro informed. "We hope we will manage with their help. Maybe their help will ease the pressure on those fronts too". He turned to look to Parker and Ramirez.

"More troops are coming" Parker informed. "I have ordered some heavy weapons to help us too. We can redirect them where they are most needed"

"Thank you!" Terrador said.

"Ramirez!" Parker exclaimed.

"I know! I know! Follow 'big guy' here and pop the red smoke where needed"

"Huh?" Terrador looked confused.

"Ramirez is going to go with you. He will call in the helicopters to drop more troops where needed. And Ramirez...?"

"Yes?"

"Behave!" Parker ordered.

"Of course Lieutenant!" he replied, though Parker thought he saw a glint in his eye just then.

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Thankfully, Ramirez did his job without any incident, although he seemed very smug with himself. Soon, Parker found out why. Choppers arrived with more troops armed with heavy M2 machine guns, javelin rocket launchers and, this is where Ramirez actions got noticed, some mortars.

The battle was still raging on, but the alliance forces, whit a lot of help from the humans, had managed to stop the waves by pure attrition. The human's weapons took a heavy toll on the enemies with their automatic weaponry and explosives. The mortars also caused some pretty damage. The very characteristic 'poof' and then the whistling made a very characteristic sound on the battlefield. The dark army, never having experienced human weaponry, stood no chance. They just came rushing through the streets. It was a shooting gallery... according to Ramirez.

As the sun was beginning to set behind the mountains, the tide of the battle turned. It was time for a massive counterattack! With a little bit of luck, they would be able to push back the dark army to the fields outside of the city.

"So, we are to drive the enemy back?" a humans soldier asked to the black skinned man that Spyro now knew as Jackson. Spyro was hearing the conversation from somewhat afar with some cheetahs that had gathered for the push.

"Listen up!!!" Jackson shouted, getting all of the humans' attention as well as Spyro's and the cheetahs. "It's going to be our job to clear this city of 'uglies' wherever they may be hiding. We will look under every rock, under every leaf, over every roof of every building in our search for them! We are going to turn this city INSIDE OUT IF WE HAVE TO! And once we find them and smoked them out from their hiding pits and holes, we will rip their skulls from their spines and toss 'em away at the retreating enemy... LAUGHING!!! AM I RIGHT, MARINES?"

"SIR... YES SIR!"

"Uh-huh. Damn right I am"

That's horrible. How could they do such a thing? Spyro thought as he went wide eyes at the description of what they were going to do. Worse... the other humans seemed to be all right with it! Perhaps had he done a mistake in bringing them here?

A chuckle was heard from behind. Spyro turned to look and saw Parker was standing behind him.

"I see you are enjoying Sergeant Jackson's speech".

"No... I am not!" Spyro said disgusted at the notion of holding in his paw a skull of a grublin and laughing at it. "Ugh! I will never do such a thing. That's barbaric! He wouldn't do such a thing, would he?"

"Of course not! No one will do such a thing!" Parker said with a laugh. "He always says some sort of speech every time we do something. Usually, it's something really stupid or very sarcastic. It's almost like a tradition. Sergeant Jackson always pretends he is very though by saying sarcastic things, but the truth is... he cares for his men... a lot!"

"I have heard twice already such speech. Does he always give speeches like this?" Spyro inquired.

"Yeah! He likes doing it a lot... and it comes out of him naturally. The men like his speeches also, that is why Jackson in a very popular figures in the expedition... that if you are not on his wrong side".

"So... no ripping skulls nor strangle with their own guts?"

"No. Jackson barks more than he bites. But he can make hell out of your living if he wanted to" Parker said with a chuckle.

Spyro sighted at the reassurance that the humans were no wicked creatures. Weird yes, but not wicked. Just then, Ramirez came in, bringing a carte box with him. It was big and heavy by the looks of it.

"Hey, Lieutenant Parker!"

"Ramirez" Parker acknowledged. "What do you have there?"

"Oh... this?" he asked innocently. "Why lieutenant... it is something that will help us clear the houses!" At this piece of information, Spyro, as well as humans and cheetahs, came closer to see what it was. "Take a look-see!" and said and pulled the crate open.

Spyro noticed some strange looking black weapons. They looked somewhat different than those they already had, but he saw no big difference. Next to those, were several smaller boxes.

"What are those?"

"Shotguns!" Ramirez said proudly. Several humans' soldiers cheered at his pronouncement, but not Parker.

"Ramirez!" he called for his attention, but everyone else got it too "Where did you get these?" Ramirez huffed, but then, he gave a toothy grin. "You did not smuggle them, did you?"

"Of course not!" he responded as if hurt. "I asked a friend that was at the base if he could send me some. I knew we would need them once we tried to push forward". Parker looked intent on Ramirez eye, searching for the lie. He found none.

"Good! Distribute these shotguns. One per squad! Thos with shotguns will take point. And Ramirez! You will have the honor of being in point with your squad!"

The shotguns quickly disappeared out of the crate, faster than Spyro could see. What he did see, was Ramirez with one, putting on some strange red cylinders inside of the weapon.

"So what is special about this... shotgun?" Spyro asked Parker, who was still by his side.

"Close combat weapon. Instead of a single projectile, like my weapon, this one fires many small pellets in one shot. It is deadly at close range!"

Soon, the order was given, and all front began to retake the ground they lost that morning. Mortar rounds were falling, disrupting enemy ranks as they made their way forward.

Spyro was accompanying Jackson's squad. They were clearing building by building, street by street. The dark army was putting a lot of resistance, but they were gaining ground.

He entered one building where he detected some enemies hiding as the rest of the squad was engaged outside. He saw several orcs, feasting on a dead mole. He was repulsed by the sight, and he was angered by their actions. He spat ice shard at them, toppling some of them before he was engaged in a close quarter melee.

There were too many to fight effectively in such tight confines! He used his elemental power again, creating a shock wave of electricity that made all the enemies fall to the ground. He moved upstairs and found the area clear before turning his back on the room.

A huge push sent him rolling down the stairs. His head bounced in every step on his way down, causing his brain to shake inside his skull. He arrived at the bottom with stars moving around his head. But that was not the worse to come.

Sudden pressure on his neck caused his air conduct to close. He tried frantically to gat in breath, but he could not. He tried grab and push away the death grip that held him down. He could not think, his mind beginning to get foggy due to the lack of air. His lungs burned and ached for the precious air. He was being choked to death. He tried blindly to get a grip on his enemy and push him back ward to make him release, but he didn't leverage nor the strength.

Just when his strength was failing, when the darkness was closing in around him, a sudden explosion filled the room and the pressure around his neck disappeared. Spyro took a breath of what he thought was the freshest air he had ever taken. He looked around and saw a human holding a shotgun as smoke was coming out of its barrel.

"You OK?"

"Yeah. Thanks!" he croaked as he looked for his attacker.

It was one of those huge crazy orcs! No wonder his attacks were so strong! He was lying some feet away from where Spyro was due to the powerful blast of the human weapon. Its body was full of small wounds. Just then what they meant by close quarter weapon. One shot... one kill; different that the other weapons that required two or three.

"Come on!" the human urged. "They have made a counter attack of their own! We have to hold them back or they will regain the advantage!"

Spyro nodded and went outside to continue the fight. He noticed that the alliance soldiers were trying to defend themselves from a massive wave of dark minions. Apparently, the dark army was desperate capture the city as much as the alliance was desperate to retake it! Thankfully, they still threw themselves blindly at the defenders, where the humans' weapons could decimate them.

But they were still coming in mass... and it was a big mass!

"We need mortar support!" one human soldier yelled.

"Yankee Hill, this is Eagle seven! Requesting artillery support on our position! Large wave of enemies coming in!" Jackson yelled through his radio.

"Roger that! Calculating trajectory!" the response came through the radio.

"Hold the line!" Jackson ordered to his men.

The moles stood their ground with their spears, preparing themselves against any soldier that managed to get across the barrage. The wave was coming closer, and Spyro knew that it was going to be a thought battle.

The two armies collided. Moles and cheetahs prevented the dark minion to get behind, while the humans picked the apart with their thunderous weapons. Spyro helped too, using breath attacks and, sometimes jumping toward the fray.

Spyro helped defend the front line.

_"This is Yankee Hill, commencing barrage! Keep your head down boys!"_sounded a voice thought someone radio. Spyro didn't know or care as he kept his focus on the enemies.

Soon, the characteristic whistling of the mortars could be heard as explosions filled up the streets beyond the defenders line. The artillery strike did its work, breaking ranks and confusion the dark army.

"Push forward!" a mole captain said as they began to charge at the confused enemy. Still, they gained some ground before the dark army managed to regain cohesion again. This time, they started to push them back.

Some trolls appeared on the scene. They charged at the defenders with their clubs raised. Before anyone knew what was happening, the smashed thought the mole defensive line! Spyro started to breathe ice to try and freeze the troll... or at least slow him down!

"Yankee Hill, this is Black Raven! We are being pressed hard and our lines are breaking! We need another barrage!" Spyro heard Jackson yell again as he released his breath and started to attack with melee.

"Sorry Eagle seven. Other sections are in need of our support as much as you! You will have to fend for yourselves!"

"Roger that!"

"Good luck Eagle seven!"

That was bad new indeed. Spyro doubted they could hold that much.The trolls have broken the spike formation and the smaller enemies were pouring in. Another voice came thought the radio.

_ "This is Eagle four. Sergeant Jackson, hold positions for a while longer. We will be able to flank them and attack them from behind in a few moments!"_

"Hurry up lieutenant!"

"HOLD THE LINE!!!"

Spyro did his best. They only needed to wait for a few moment before Parker could get here and help. But things were bad as they were. Dark minions were pouring through the gap in their line, and they were attacking the humans. They had to defend themselves, thus allowing more enemies from further back to reach their won lines.

The two trolls were still making a mess of the moles. The small soldiers tried to keep him away with their long spears, but he just batted the away. Spyro jumped to the back of one troll, trying to get his attention. He raked with his claws, which made the troll emit a howl of pain.

Spyro jumped away before the troll could grab him. That gave the moles some breathing space, and injured the troll with their long spears.

Suddenly, some huge explosions covered the troll. Spyro noticed some smoke trail that led behind the enemy mass. He had chance to see some kind of projectile which left a smoky trail and hit the troll. The second explosion was too much and the troll fell dead.

Sudden gunfire and clash of steel against steel could be heard from where the smoky projectile came from. The reinforcement had arrived.

"PUSH!!!" someone yelled. No one really knew who said that, but everyone complied. They pushed forward while the enemy was distracted from behind. The second troll son fell dead as two more explosions covered his body.

They continued to go forward until Spyro noticed some alliance soldiers fighting up ahead. They were attacking the enemy from behind. The trapped dark minions were getting desperate, and tried to get away by clawing their way out, but there was no chance they could pass.

The two friendly forces met in the middle after the last orc and grublin had died. Spyro made his way forward with Jackson to see Parker.

"That was close sir! I thought we were grublin food back there!" Jackson commented

"How is your squad?" Parker asked.

"Battered and tired! We took casualties when they broke though!"

"Can you keep up? We have nearly broken them!"

"Yes sir. I would like to evac (evacuate) the wounded, though"

"Agreed! Pick some men to get them back to CP (command Post). You will join us for our..."

Something caught Parker's attention and interrupted him. Spyro could hear it too. It was flapping of wings. He looked up and tried to identify the source. Soon, he saw the guardians flying over the city, but they were far away! They were yelling something!

"Let's move!" Parker ordered as he started to run. All of the humans and alliance soldier followed him without question.

During their journey, they did not encounter any enemy... at all! They even reached the walls without any incident. Spyro and Parker went up to see form an elevated position. They both soon saw what was happening; the dark army was having a lot of movement.

Just then, Cyril was flying nearly overhead, yelling at the top of his lungs.

"The dark army is retreating! We have won!"

The dark army was in full retreat. The siege of Warfang was finally over!

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Well. Aparently it all ended nice and good! But there is still the question. Why are the humans here?

Wait for it in the next chapter.

Leave comment and critics. Flame me if you want to!

Oh! And about the resemblance I mentioned earlier.... Sergeant Jackson is based on Sergeant Johnson from HALO! I just love his good speeches and his beautiful language!!! I based Jackson' speeches on Johnson's speech at the game 'Halo: Combat Evolved' on the level 'Pillar of Autumn'. Depending on the difficulty you are playing... you will hear a different speech

I just had to put it in here!