The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 20
#20 of Spyro Origins
Author's notes:
Here is chapter 20. It took some time, but I finally did it. I put here three scenes (or rather, actions and conversations) that I wanted really wanted to put in. To find out which, read the notes at the end.
Disclaimer stuff and all that and copyrights.
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The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 20
Spyro sighted as he walked in the forest that had become the home the clan of nomad dragons. His paws snapped and crush any leaves and sticks that were littered around the forest floor. A cool breeze flew around him, bringing many scents from all around the place. The sounds of nature surrounded him too. Crickets sang to the night from wherever they were hidden, as well as the rustling of leaves as they were moved by the wind.
It seemed such a peaceful place; a nice place to live in.
"It seems so peaceful, does it not?" Cynder, who was walking beside him, asked out loud.
"It does!" Spyro agreed heartily.
The meeting with the leaders of the dragon clan had not lasted long. Boulder had to take care of the clan after the attack of the apes. Spyro had not had time to ask them about Flash and Nina, his missing parents. The humans decided that they would all get back to the vehicles and prepare. Prepare for what, Spyro didn't know.
Parker, Ramirez and Jackson walked away and left. Shockwave had also left them as well, saying that he wished to see some friend and relatives. Spyro and Cydner were left alone.
Not that it mattered really; Spyro was really enjoying this little walk with Cynder.
The sound of the twig snapping under someone weight made Spyro rethink his words. He would be enjoying this little walk more if it wasn't for some unwanted company. Spyro looked behind him and saw two dragons were following him, or rather, Cynder.
This was the guard Boulder had said he would place around Cynder. They were a prudent distance away as to not interrupt Spyro and Cynder, but they were always watching. Most of the time, Spyro could not see them thought the foliage of the forest, but he knew they were there and from time to time, they made their presence known. Spyro wondered if there were more dragons following Cynder that he had missed.
With a sigh, Spyro returned his eyes to the sky through an opening in the canopy. He saw that the sun was starting to begin its decent.
"We should check on Parker and his team" he suggested.
Spyro and Cynder walked somewhat, the dragon guard following unseen, until the two dragons reached the human vehicles. A small fire was burning and heating some of the food they brought.
"Spyro! Hey buddy!" Ramirez exclaimed as he saw the two young dragons approach.
"Hello everyone" Spyro greeted. "How are you doing?"
"Fine. We are getting all the things unpacked to spend a comfortable night. Or as much as we can, anyway"
"The night? But there is still light?" Spyro asked curiously.
"We want to be ready and not mount camp later on"
"Oh"
"So, now that we are here" Cynder put in, "what are you going to do?"
"Well, Parker wants to leave tomorrow morning"
"What? Tomorrow?" Spyro asked with surprise. "But we just got here. Won't you stay for a while?"
Spyro was rather surprised at this; he had expected them to stay for at least some days. The humans had fun to have around, cracking jokes often and speaking funny nonsense. They things they did seemed so strange and alien. They had been good company during the journey, ignoring the fact that they were earthbound.
"Don't worry Spyro, I would love to stay" Ramirez said cheerfully, trying to lift the purple's dragons spirit. "Have a nice break and have some fun. And we have some pretty nice neighbors too. They like being social and love to chat"
Ramirez pointed with his thumb somewhere behind him. When Spyro and Cynder turned to look, they saw two dragons were watching over the encampment from some distance away. Their expressions were serious and they also looked that took their jobs seriously. Not the chatting type, that was for sure.
It appeared that Boulder also had some distrust for the humans.
"Ramirez!" Jackson shouted from near the fireplace.
"Sarge?"
"Get your ass moving and get more firewood. The one we have is running low"
"But I'm busy! Why don't you send Alec instead?"
"I told you, so I want you to do it"
"But Sarge..."
"NOW!" Jackson barked.
Ramirez then turned to the dragons.
"I guess I'll catch with you guys latter"
And with that, he left grumbling with himself.
Spyro looked as Ramirez left and disappeared in the forest. Spyro saw how a blue dragon that was watching them began to follow him. With a shake of his head, Spyro looked for Parker as Cynder went and lay down by the fire. Spyro found him and he saw he was checking on the body of Desmond: the unfortunate human that had died in the battle just a few hours ago. He saw the sadness on Parker's eyes as he looked at his dead soldier.
Parker gave a sigh as he closed his eyes. Then, he reached his hand towards Desmond neck and removed something form them. Spyro saw that it was just a few pieces of metal.
"I'm sorry" Spyro said in a low voice.
Parker looked up and saw that Spyro was watching him. After a few moments, he returned his gaze upon the dead figure.
"Thanks" Parker answered in a low voice.
"I should have protested in your coming in this mission. I should have urged you to stay. I knew that this could be a dangerous mission, but I was happy that you were coming"
"It's not your fault" Parker looked back at Spyro.
"But you needn't have come on this mission"
"I know. But we chose to"
"Still..."
"Spyro... sometimes just things happen" Parker interrupted him as he looked again at Desmond.
"Even still, I'm sorry"
"So am I" Parker said. "You see... every time I lead men into battle, I wonder if some of my men will die in it. I lead and order men, and the men follow my orders... but sometimes during the battle, one or two... or more get killed. Every time I look to the dead faces of my fellows, I wonder if I sent them to their deaths... I wonder if I made the right decision... I wonder if I could have done something to prevent their deaths. That is the weight of being the leader of a group, Spyro; knowing that your decisions may get some of your friends killed"
Parker gave a sigh and opened his hand to reveal the metallic things he removed from Desmond's neck.
"What is that?" Spyro asked at the sight of the strange pallets.
"Dog tags" Parker answered.
"And what is that?"
"After a battle, sometimes it is difficult to recognize the dead. We use this as to identify them. It also holds some medical advice in case he is injured"
"So, why are you taking it away from him?"
"It is customary for the leader to take in a pouch all of these dog tags from the fallen soldiers, as evidence that the man is, in fact, dead"
Spyro looked at the grey dog tags and he managed to look at the inscription on it. He couldn't read the human's writing, but he knew that it held Desmond's name in it.
"Are you planning on leaving?" Spyro asked.
"Yes, we plan on leaving tomorrow morning" Parker answered as he covered Desmond's face with a cloth and stood up.
"Why?" Spyro asked a little dismayed at that.
"First of all, we have wounded. We have to get Romeo back" Parker had said as he pointed to Romeo.
Romeo was lying down on some sort of mattress on the ground. At the sound of his name, he looked up and gave a small wave in their general direction.
Spyro understood Parker's decision to leave and could not refuse that they had a point. Romeo was still injured and in need of some medical help.
"Can't you send one of your vehicles back and the other remains here?" Spyro asked hopefully.
Parker gave a sigh before answering.
"We were sent out to find this particular clan of dragons, and we have done so. Now, we have to go back, and continue our main mission"
"Which is what exactly?" Cynder asked as she made her way toward them.
"Explore. Discover" Parker answer with a small smile in his face.
Spyro felt a little downcast, but he agreed that it was for the best.
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Ramirez was picking up wood from the ground forest for the fire. The fire would heat their meals and give warmth in the night. It made sense to have a stockpile as to not go looking for more wood in the middle of the night.
Still, Ramirez grumbled under his breath at the task. The Sarge should have ordered someone else to do it.
He bent to pick up a large chunk of wood. As he was about to grab it, some sort of mice ran from underneath it. Giving a yelp and a huge jump, Ramirez dropped his load to the ground at the sudden appearance and automatically, his hand went to his sidearm. When the mice retreated under a tree trunk, Ramirez patted his chest, trying to calm his fast beating heart. That little rodent had given him quite a scare.
"Jesus!" he sighed. "Oh man...!" he complained at all the wood he had drooped.
With a sigh, he knelt and began to pick up one stick or chunk at a time. Ever since the sudden appearance of the little dragon when he was just about to make his natural necessities, he had been a little bit jumpy at every rustling of leaves and movements that he caught with the edge of his eye.
As he was picking up what he had dropped, he thought he heard some rustling from behind. His training kicked in and he dripped the wood he was picking up, jumped and picked out his handgun, ready to shoot.
But there was no one there. Nothing was out of place, not even a single leave moved.
After making sure he was alone, he holstered his weapon, feeling a little bit foolish.
"Maybe I'm going crazy" he said out loud. "Who wouldn't in a world like this... full of magic, dragon and who know what else". He then looked at the wood he had dropped. "Oh man...!"
He proceeded to pick up again what he had dropped. After he had gathered all the wood and placed them in his arms, he made his way toward the camp.
As he walked, he got the feeling a funny feeling. He felt like some little weight at the back of his neck that made the hair there stand on edge. He felt that he was being watched.
Ramirez stopped and looked around, trying to identify the one who was stalking.
Nothing.
Ramirez turned around and continued walking, thinking that he must be imagining thinks. But the strange things didn't stop there. He listened hard, and he managed to hear some footsteps behind him. Every time he stopped, the footsteps stopped; and when he turned, no one was there.
His thoughts went to a dragon that was following him; making sure he caused no problems.
'Yep... that must be it' he said in his mind.
Still, the nagging feeling that he was being followed was starting to get on his nerves. He turned back every time and so to try and see if he could catch a glimpse of his follower, but it appeared that he was unlucky.
Determined to see this mysterious watcher; and making him work a little bit more trying to following him, he dropped his armload and started to run. Sure enough, he soon heard the rustling of leaves behind him as the dragon tried to follow. Ramirez only chuckled to himself.
He didn't run long; he just wanted to annoy the dragon. But as Ramirez saw a huge tree up ahead, he decided on a new plan. He ran toward the tree and circled it until he was on the other side, where the pursuer couldn't see him. Instead of running forward, he jumped and grabbed the lowest branch he could reach.
He managed to climb the tree high enough until he was covered by the lower branches and leaves. And he did it fast enough with all the years of experience from climbing walls, trees and roofs in his childhood.
He was just in place and properly hidden to see a blue dragon run past the tree at full speed trying to catch up with the fleeing human that now hid in the tree.
As the tail of the dragon disappeared thought the foliage and the heavy stomps of the running dragon ceased to be heard, Ramirez gave a long and loud laugh at his victory. How would he love to see the face of the dragon when he realized he lost his trail! And better still, when he returned to his superior, or whoever was in charge for keeping watch of the humans, and report that he lost him.
He jumped from the trees and landed with a hard. It was time to get back to the camp; he had already wasted too much time having fun. With a smile on his face, he turned on the direction of the camp when a thought hit him.
"The fire wood! Oh man...!" Ramirez whined.
He ran back at where he had dropped the wood. He knew what Jackson would say if he returned empty handed; he would get shouted at and being told what a scum and a worthless piece of shit he was. Once he arrived, he proceeded to pick it up.
Once he had the wood back safely on his rams, he turned back to the camp.
He was having a smile as he thought of the blue dragon still chasing him. Still, the smile didn't last long as he began to feel the sensation of being followed again. It appeared the dragon had already figured out he was chasing ghosts.
He looked back and he didn't see the dragon that was supposed to follow him.
He thought of making the dragon chase after him again, but decided against it. He was already late for Sergeant Jackson tastes as it was.
He tried to ignore the presence that was following him, but it soon became an annoyance. Ramirez felt the presence getting closer and closer, and it got annoying. He somehow knew that it wasn't the blue dragon that he had misled. This was another different entity.
He turned around again and saw nothing.
With a shrug, he turned and walked back at camp. It was normal for the dragon not to be seen. Still, he somehow felt that the presence felt somehow different, and he felt it getting closer, almost threatening.
Dropping his load of wood, he turned really fast as he upholstered his weapon.
This time, he heard a small pipe as he turned, and managed to get a glimpse of a small red dragon's head get behind some bushes.
Ramirez looked confused toward where the red head had disappeared. The bush was small and it was hard to hide something big. That's why; Ramirez managed to see a red tail protruding from the green foliage. It was waving this way and that on the ground somewhat excitedly.
"Torch?" he asked more to himself.
Ramirez waited a little bit more at where the dragon had hid. Then he saw a small yellow horn slowly appear followed by red top head as the dragon tried to take a little peep from his hiding place. Ramirez caught a glimpse of Torch's eye of the same color at his horn.
When little Torch saw that Ramirez was still watching in his direction, the little dragon hid his head fast again to avoid being seen. But unaware to little Torch, his tail was still in plain view. But the best thing was that Torch didn't know he had already been discovered.
'What is that little dragon doing here?' Ramirez thought as he continued to watch where Torch hid.
Ramirez walked toward the bush and used his hand to move some branches to give him a good view of the dragon. When he uncovered the little dragon, they found themselves staring into each other faces. Torch let out a squeak in fright and hurried out of his hiding place.
He ran as fast as his four little legs could carry him, but he didn't go too far away. He just made some distance between him and Ramirez. When Torch was far enough, he turned back and looked at Ramirez.
Ramirez gave a small smile at the little dragon antics. But he had to get to camp.
Decided that he would get back camp with no more delays, he turned back and his eyes fell on the firewood.
"Oh man...!" Ramirez groaned.
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It was starting to get late and the air was beginning to feel cold. The humans were starting to get ready for dinner, chatting with each other.
Spyro was next to Cynder as they basked in the warmth that emanated from the flames of fire that was in the middle of the camp. They were laying with each other, content only to be in each other presence. Both dragons were watching the humans trying to raise a tent in which they would sleep. Spyro smiled at how they struggled and bickered with each other on how to put it up.
"Seems they need some help" Spyro said.
"That's what I like about you" she said as she leaned against him and put her had underneath his chin, "always eager to help"
Spyros's hearth began to beat faster as she made her move and felt her weigh against him. He felt her body warmth though his scales. He was so content to be near her.
"Well, I guess that is just me" Spyro said.
"And I would have it any other way" Cynder answered back as she gave a small lick along his cheek.
Spyro's heart missed a beat a he felt her tongue pass his cheek as his face contorted into that of happiness. Cynder gave a small giggle as she saw Spyro happy shocked reaction at her small kiss.
Spyro looked at Cynder with wide eyes. He moved forward and panted a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you Cynder" he said.
"And I love you also, my purple dragon" she answered back, making Spyro grin.
They stood there for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth and happiness that both of them provided thought their love. Although there were some humans doing their business nearby, the dragons were left unmolested, allowing them to have some time alone and for each other.
Cynder recalled back to their days after they had confessed their love for each other a few days ago. They had also shared their first kiss that day too, making it a day to remember. Afterward, there had been many things that required their help to have much free time for each other. And that rarely free time, was usually ruined by Glacia when she arrived or other things popped that required their attention.
Still, they found some time to be alone together during those days.
A crash and a lot of cursing emanated from the humans that were trying to raise the tent. Apparently, they had put it up, only for it to come crashing down and their bickering started anew.
Spyro gave a small sight, having their moment ruined.
"Maybe I should help them". He stood up and proceeded to help the humans.
Cynder, on the other paw, remained where she was. She smiled as Spyro stood to help the struggling humans with the tent. Unfortunately, after a few tries with the sticks and tent flap, Spyro found himself also struggling with the tent, making Cynder laugh under her breath.
"About God damn time!" Jackson shouted.
Cynder turned and saw that Ramirez had finally arrived from his task at collecting some wood. Cynder noted that it had taken a lot of time for Ramirez o return from his trip just to pick some wood.
She also noted that the small red dragon that they had saved from the apes some hours ago was following Ramirez. He seemed to stalk Ramirez as he ran and jumped from hiding place to the next, trying to avoid been seen.
"Where have you been? You were supposed to be here a while ago. You sure took your sweet time to get here"
"I was delayed Sarge" Ramirez tried to defend himself as he pointed to the little dragon behind him. Jackson didn't find the argument valid.
"I'm not interested in your excuses, and I don't care if I interrupted your playtime with him. You have the first shift tonight, and if I'm not satisfied, I will kick your ass until you can't sit down for a week! AM I UNDERSTOOD?"
"Awwww... mierda" Ramirez groaned.
"What was that?" Jackson turned sharply and with a glint in his eye.
"I mean, YES SIR!" Ramirez replied at the hidden threat.
Jackson left to continue to whatever he was doing as Ramirez shook his head. Cynder felt some pity for him. It wasn't his fault that little Torch delayed him.
Ramirez went to the fire pit in the center of the camp and dropped his wood nearby. After he dropped his load, he looked toward where the dragon sentry stood, watching. Ramirez gave a small smile as he watched them.
Just then, Cynder heard some heavy footsteps coming from outside the clearing in which they were in. She saw how a blue dragon dashed toward where the other dragon vigilant stood. He seemed to report some urgent news, because he seemed agitated. When he turned toward the camp, his eyes bulged and his jaw fell open in surprise.
Cynder saw from the corner of her eye how Ramirez waved at the newcomer with a huge grin plastered across his face. At this friendly greeting, the blue dragon snorted some icy mist from his nostrils in hostility. This only made Ramirez laugh with delight.
Cynder guessed by Ramirez's and the guard's expression, that the human had done more than pick up firewood and run into little Torch. Cynder could only guess.
Another crash and screams of surprise caught Cynder's attention. She turned to o find that the tent that Spyro and the humans had been trying to put up, had come crashing down upon them. The tent flap had covered Spyro the trio of humans, adding to the confusion of those trapped underneath.
"Just who was the 'genius' that designed this things?" she heard someone say from underneath, followed by a string of choice curses.
She heard some laugh from other humans who were watching. She herself gave a few laughs as she identified the horns and wings that protruded from the tent. Unable to hold so much movement, the tent flap ripped, leaving the very annoyed occupants free.
"I'm going to sleep in the car" one of them said gravely as he stomped away.
As he left, new people arrived.
Boulder entered the clearing in which the group was resting. He was followed by some dragons, including Shockwave. They must be important or elderly dragons that decided on what should be done by the clan.
"Hello there!" Boulder greeted as he approached.
Spyro stood up immediately from the wreckage as he approached.
"Boulder" Spyro greeted.
"How are you holding up?"Boulder asked as he looked around the strange human encampment.
"Apart from having some troubles with the tent; fine" Spyro replied as he made his way toward him.
Cynder also stood up from where she was and went toward the dragon leader. However, two dragon guards interposed themselves and prevented Cynder from taking another step. Spyro noticed the motion. He seemed surprised and shocked.
But before he could say anything, Boulder ordered the two dragons.
"Let her pass" he commanded.
The two dragons, reluctantly, left their positions and allowed Cynder to pass. Still, each of them gave a low growl as she passed.
"Sorry about that" he apologized. "Spyro, I know I left in a hurry during our last meeting, but I had things to attend to"
"It's okay" Cynder reassured the leader of the dragon clan. "Your clan had just been attacked. You needed to make sure everyone was okay"
"That is why I have come here. I know that you wanted to speak with me some more. I have some time before I leave, so, ask the questions if you have them"
"Thanks. First, what have you decided to do about Cynder?" Spyro asked immediately after Boulder finished the statement.
Cynder gave a small smile as he looked at the purple dragon. He always tried to protect her from any injustice and harm.
"Yes, we have" Boulder cut her thoughts. "According to Shockwave, she has 'redeemed' herself. She will be allowed to move freely, but I will still have a watch on her as long as she remains; just as the humans will"
"Thanks for the vote of confidence" Jackson shouted the sarcasm form the nearby fire pit when he overheard the dragon's conversation.
"Any other question?" Boulder asked as if Jackson retort had never happened.
"Yeah" Cynder said. "Will you come with us to Warfang?"
"I'm afraid not. We have always lived this way, and we are not about to change now"
"I think it would be wise if you at least moved your clan somewhere a little more near" Spyro suggested.
"That could happen, but it remains to be seen" Boulder answered back. "Anything else?"
"One more thing" Spyro said in a somewhat low voice. "Have you seen, or heard, anything about dragonflies in the last three years?"
Cynder was started by this. She had forgotten about Spyro's parents and the fate she hoped they had avoided. She felt shame on herself for forgetting that the most important person she cared for had a missing family.
She gave a look at Spyro. His eyes shone with hope; hope that these dragons have heard some rumor or have seen his family. But his eyes showed more things. He also showed happiness that he might finally know where they might reside. But underneath all the hope and happiness, fear stirred. She could see it clearly. His eyes show fear of hearing the answer that he didn't want to hear.
Boulder was surprised and confused about this unexpected question.
"Why do you ask?" he inquired curiously.
"I have people I care about a lot amongst them" Spyro simply said.
Boulder still remained somewhat confused until Shockwave intervened.
"He was raised by dragonflies" the electric dragon said. He was paying a lot of attention to Spyro, because he knew what the question meant for the purple dragon.
"Really? I must hear about this Spyro" Boulder said excitedly, but then stopped when the leader saw Spyro's expression. "Oh! Well... um... If I recall correctly, they lived in the terrain that surrounded the temple"
"YES! Have you heard anything else? Anything regarding their movement in these last three years?" Spyro asked hopefully.
"Um... I can't say I paid much attention to them. I doubt my clan has either. We used to move in other areas; away from the temple" Boulder said solemnly.
Cynder saw how the hopes of Spyro came crashing down all around him. His expression changed to that of despair and loss as he hung his head in defeat.
Cynder moved closer to him and tried to console him.
"Don't despair, all is not lost" she tried to rise him up.
"I just can't help it. I can't bear the thought of losing them" Spyro said.
"Sparx might have better luck in Warfang. Please, Spyro, do not despair, It tears me apart to see you like this"
Although he was not crying, he was downright downcast. And Cynder felt his pain right in her gut. She wondered what she could do to cheer him up.
"I'm sorry" Boulder said solemnly. "I think it is best if I leave"
He turned to leave, when he turned his head to something that caught his attention. Cynder also turned to look.
She saw Ramirez sitting near the fire pit, eating a small brown bar. But what was interesting was that little Torch was trying to sneak on him. He walked slowly, keeping his front part of his body near the ground and his rear part remained high.
Then, Ramirez snapped his head sharply and glared at him. Torch gave several small jumps, looking for a place to run, as he piped. Then, he ran toward a small bush in which he darted in. A few moments passed before his head slowly rose from concealment.
Ramirez smiled as he returned his attention back toward whatever was doing. Almost immediately, Torch left his hiding spot and started to sneak toward the human. Just as he was about to reach Ramirez, the human turned. Again, the small dragon jumped with a squeak, and ran back toward the bush.
"Odd" Boulder murmured.
"What is odd?" Cynder asked.
"Torch. I have not seen him this playful for a while. And what's more, he usually is shy with everyone expect those than he know. I wonder why he seems so at ease with this human"
Cynder saw how Torch tried again to sneak on Ramirez, only to be caught again.
"What?" Ramirez asked as if confused. "You want more chocolate?"
Little Torch only gave a blink of his eyes as a response.
"All right!" Ramirez said.
The human grabbed his pack and took out form some sort f box. Out of the box, he picked out another bar that he called chocolate. Ramirez offered it to the small dragon. As soon as it was within reach, the dragon immediately took it and, like before, proceeded to destroy its wrapping and devour its contents. Like last one, it disappeared down his gullet father than the eye could see.
After Torch finished his meal, he looked expectantly at Ramirez as he crooned.
"No. Only one" he said as he put away the box of chocolates in his pack.
Torch insisted by piping up and bumping his head against Ramirez, but the human was already convinced not to give him another one.
The sight brought a smile to Cynder's lips, as well as Boulder's.
"It's been hard for him, losing his parents" Boulder informed.
Cynder's smile disappeared from her face. So many dragons have been killed in the war.
"Well then, I guess we should leave and let you rest" Boulder said.
"Thanks for the information" Spyro said, still downcast.
"My only regret is that it wasn't the information you were hoping for. Have a good night"
The group of dragon turned around and left.
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After a delicious meal from the human supplies, the group went to sleep. Most of the humans slept in some tents they had assembled, they rest in the vehicles. Only the unfortunate Ramirez sat in a rock in a semblance of guard thanks to Jackson's orders. Little Torch, not wanting to leave Ramirez when sleeping time came, had slept next to the human.
Spyro and Cynder decided to sleep next to each other, sharing their space and warmth. Cynder was in dreamland while Spyro could not conceal sleep. He moved this way and that, trying to get in a comfortable position, but to no avail. The murmur of the dragon that kept watch could be heard in the silent night.
Spyro sighed. The news that this dragon population did not have any information about dragonflies had hurt him left him perturbed.
He missed his parents. He missed the usual humming her mother Nina did while she was content. That happened a lot when she was busy mending her clothes or preparing food. He missed his responsibility talks his father Flash gave to him. He even missed Sparx sarcastic comments!
He missed his whole family.
Spyro sighted and turned trying to get into a more comfortable posture once more.
But he shouldn't lose hope. Sparx might have had better luck searching for his parents in Warfang. A lot more people lived there that might have heard something. He needed to know what happened to his parents.
He had at first planed on staying some days here with the clan, but the information of his parents' fate was too much to resist. Spyro decided that, like the humans, he would return to Warfang tomorrow.
Spyro turned to look at Cynder. The moonlight shone upon her jet black scales. Her body slowly rose and fell with every breath she took. Her body was long and sleek, making her a very capable and excellent flyer.
Spyro gave a small smile. He couldn't believe how lucky he had been to have someone like Cynder. True, she was evil when he had to face her, but then, only good had come out of her. True, there were some females back at Warfang, like Glacia; but he would not trade Cynder for any one of them; he would have no other. She understood him better than anyone else.
She was the only thing that was holding him from falling in pieces. She had always been there for him when he needed her. She meant a lot to him. No one, not even his family went that much to him as Cynder did. If she lost her, he didn't know what he would do. She was his life.
Spyro gave a small smile as he remembered that day when they shared their first kiss. I had been marvelous. The memories made him even love more. He was very lucky indeed to have Cynder by his side.
Slowly, as not to disturb the sleeping Cynder, he crept closer still upon the sleeping dragoness. He pressed his flank against Cynder. She involuntary gave a happy sigh in her sleep as she tried to move closer to Spyro. He could only smile at the action.
He slowly moved his head and planted a kiss in Cynder forehead, making the sleeping Cynder smile.
"Thanks for everything Cynder" Spyro whispered to her. "You mean a lot to me".
With that, he tried to curl as much as he could around Cynder, sharing as much of his body with her. In that position, and with Cynder being the only thing in his mind, he promptly fell asleep.
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"Move it your lazy ass over there and break your back hauling those supplies to the vehicles! And do it fast 'cause I wanted it five minutes ago!" Jackson shouted at the humans as they hastily prepared for their departure the following morning.
The humans hurried this way and that as they prepared to leave. Many dragons from the clan had come to see the humans depart.
"Are you sure you won't stay?" Boulder asked. "You are welcome to stay. The sight of the purple dragon comforts my people, and we could use a young dragon like you in our clan"
"Thanks, but no thanks" Spyro answered.
"Won't you reconsider?" Boulder tried to change his mind
"I need to know what happened to my parents"
"Hmm... I understand, and respect that. Family is very important to you as it is to me. I would endure a lot of pain and do anything to ensure their safety."
"Thanks" Spyro murmured.
"Very well then. Have a safe journey back"
The humans had had already finished packing their equipment and they had already loaded it in their vehicles.
"Get your packs and get ready to leave. MOVE!" Sergeant Jackson barked again.
All of the humans got a hold of their pack that still hadn't been loaded on the back of the vehicles.
"Well, here we are" Parker said as he approached the dragons. "I guess we should leave now. Should you require any assistance, just go to Warfang and ask for us"
"We thank you for the offer" Boulder appreciated it.
"Well then, we'll see each other around" Parker said. "Get aloft and we'll follow you on the ground" he told Spyro andCynder.
"Right" Spyro acknowledged. Then he turned to Boulder. "Farewell. If you hear anything that might be of importance, let us know at Warfang"
"We'll do" Boulder promised.
Spyro and Cynder began to turn when Shockwave gave some tentative steps forward.
"Shockwave?" Cynder asked, confused at his sudden appearance.
Shockwave seemed confused also. He looked back toward where the dragon clan stood, and then back to Spyro and Cynder.
"Shockwave? What are you doing?" Boulder asked when he saw the young yellow dragon. "You are not planning on leaving again, are you?"
"I... I don't know" he answered. Shockwave looked back at the clan leader. "I don't know" he turned back toward Spyro and Cynder, as if asking them the question if he should accompany them.
Cynder understood what he meant with that look and answered.
"We don't force you to come" she offered.
"I know! It's just..."
"Just what?" Spyro asked.
Shockwave remained quiet.
"Shockwave, why do you want to leave?" Boulder asked. "You know that we some muscle to move some thing now that we are about to travel to another place"
"I know!"
"Then why the hesitation?"
"I don't want to leave! My family is here!" Shockwave said.
"But?" Boulder prompted him.
"But I also want to go with them"
"You don't have to come if you don't want to" Cynder said once again, trying to ease the turmoil in Shockwave mind. "You don't have to please us by following us"
Shockwave paced for a few moments, looking at his clan and then at the humans and Spyro and Cynder. Suddenly, he stopped.
"I'll go. The human freed me form the apes. I also wanted to know the purple dragon, and now that I have, I can't leave him. But also I got the feel that, whatever this group has gotten into; I am already part of it"
Boulder, a little serious about the decision, nodded. He seemed to hold some sadness is his eyes.
"Very well then. Remember that you are always welcome her if you want to return"
"Thank you sir" Shockwave thanked him as he went to stand by Spyro and Cynder.
"Farewell" Boulder said.
Spyro, Cynder and Shockwave walked where the humans were loading the final packs into the vehicles.
"Ready?" Spyro asked.
"Almost!" Jason huffed as he walked past them with some equipment.
"What? Are you tired?" Romeo teased from his already comfortable position in the vehicle since he didn't work for he was wounded. "I haven't even broken a sweat!"
"If you weren't injured" Jason growled, which caused Romeo to give a small laugh.
"HEY! Get out of there" Ramirez suddenly shouted, gaining everyone's attention.
Ramirez had grabbed a red dragon tail as the small dragon looked inside a human pack full of supplies. When Ramirez finally pulled his head out of the bag, he lifted him up in the air until he was looking directly in his eyes. Little Torch's eyes were full of childhood innocence.
"Can't get enough chocolate, can't you?" Ramirez asked him.
Torch only tilted his head. The humans continued their loading of supplies, although they watched with a faint smile while the dragon clan looked very closely at every movement the two made.
"You know, those things are going to make you fat. AND will give you too much energy like last night. I had to suffer your extra energy until you finally fell asleep"
The dragon tilted his head the other side.
"You don't understand what I am saying, do you? I don't even know why I am talking to you"
Just then, little Torch took three small sudden and shallow gasp of air and sneezed really hard, on Ramirez face. The unfortunate human closed his eyes at the sudden air as he was covered by saliva and mucus from the small dragon.
A full blown laughter erupted from the human ranks and the dragon also tried, unsuccessfully, to stifle their laughter. Spyro and Shockwave also gave a full blow laugh while Cynder covered his mouth with a paw as she smiled wildly.
Ramirez slowly opened his eyes and looked at the small dragon in his hands. The dragon, with a strange smile in his face, crooned. Ramirez slowly let the dragon down and then he, with a hand, swept all the saliva and mucus from his face.
"All right" Ramirez said a little bit serious. "I guess you won't leave me alone unless I give you another chocolate. Okay". Ramirez procured another piece of the chocolate from one of his pouches. "But this is the last one. Hey?"
He gave the small bar to the dragon, who promptly take it and went away running.
"Stop giving him chocolate Ramirez. You will make him fat" Alec shouted.
"And speaking of chocolate, why don't you give us some?" Carlos, the human medic, asked.
"Can we have one too?" Spyro asked, the smile still n his face.
The humans had some very delicious food, and ever since he had tasted human food, he had acquired a taste to it.
"Fine. I have several of them left on my pack" Ramirez agreed to share the tasty treat.
He went to his pack, where he hid the chocolates. He knelt and opened the pack, from with, he procured a box. He opened the box and looked inside. After a few moments, he closed it down without further ado with a serious expression and without taking anything from it.
"I'm going to kill that kid" he whispered.
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Author's notes:
I intended this to be a little more funny part of the story before I continued. Trying to put up the tent... Torch and Ramirez... Jackson's sarcastic comments... and some other things.
I liked this chapter (as all of the previous ones).
The scenes that I really wanted to put are: Where when little Torch was playing following ('without being noticed') Ramirez. Another part was the last one, when Ramirez made the comment of killing the kid. That's because Torch stole all the supplies of chocolates in Ramirez pack (I would be pissed to).
This chapter was primary comical, although there were some of a more serious nature like taking the dog tags). Also the fact that there is still the missing family of Spyro.
And more action and suspense will follow this chapter. Promise.
Three things I like to say before I finish... Ramirez and the firewood do NOT get along. Torch is going to get Fat from eating all that chocolate... and as always, comments are appreciated.