Hey, guys. I know you hate me for not updating, espically a certain person. *looks down in shame* I'm really sorry. I've gone through a lot of emotion crud, and haven't been able to update. I've been writing whenever I possibly can. So, believe me when I say I have been trying. The updates will start coming sooner, I promise.
The Legend of Shane: A Second Chance
Chapter 15: Master of Evil
I slashed down the last Ape across the neck in a shower of crimson. I turn and see Archus, Inferna, and Noxa finished with their kills as well. We say a short prayer for the Ancestor for them and burn the bodies. We send out Hermes, our assigned messenger hawk to Warfang to tell them we've broken through to the citadel. We walk in sticking to the shadows as much as we could. I keep trying to tell them to go back but they just refuse to go.
"We're going with you whether you like it or not!" said Noxa stubbornly.
"I'm not putting my friends at risk for my fight, my prophecy. That is final, Noxa. The same goes for the rest of ya," I say with finality as I walk away.
I'm blasted into the door and being held up by Archus standing up on his hind legs. He looks me in the eyes I see barely contained rage and tears welling in the corners of his deep eyes. "I'm not about to let you sacrifice yourself in a battle you're gonna lose. My father and mother both and did and just managed to barely escape. At that time they were both at least twice as powerful as you are." He throws me against the opposite wall and I slump to the floor and go back into my Human Form instantly. My vision is blurred and distorted. I get kicked in the gut and spit up a bit of what remained in my stomach. "You're not fighting alone, whether you like it or not, we will not be like the previous Guardians, lying on their lazy behinds and letting one dragon fight an entire war by themselves."
"I'm not going to let anyone else bear the pain! Besides, it's not like anyone will ever freakin' miss me!" I shout in uncontrolled rage and pain.
I am pushed up by a sudden gust and slammed against the wall. I see it is Spyro holding me up by the neck with barely three talons. What shakes me to the core is the fact that in his eyes, I only see anger below the surface, what I truly see is the strongest emotion: empathy. I get the relayed message. He's been through this line of thought before. I glance out of the corners of my vision and see everyone's jaws are buried in the cold stone of the temple. The silence was deafening, you could hear the beats of Spyro's heart as well as mine. He looks me with intensity that I'm sure Malefor would quiver under its gaze.
"I will accept your help, but as backup," he seemed satisfied to that answer.
So, Spyro and Cynder are behind about a couple of miles. Our team was just about to scout out the place and leave immediately and Mr. and Mrs. Purple take care of it if there was any big trouble we find. So we were dashing in and out, we started to come to the summit of the mountain when we came across something that was long since dead: Gaul, the Ape King, glowing green eye and all. WE tried to retreat, but we heard a call in the sinister halls.
"Leaving so soon? My Master is dying to see you," said the Ape King with a sadistic smile. His face suddenly turned hard as stone. "DREADWINGS! ATTACK!" he yelled with conviction and authority. We were surrounded and swiftly captured with efficiency. The nets that two Dreadwings were a piece were draining our energy. Gaul walked up to me grinning like a madman.
"So, you're the evolved species, eh?" he said with spite. He kicked me and my breakfast nearly did an encore performance. "Not all that strong, just a bunch of weaklings."
I tried to wiggle free of the net and I almost succeeded with my scrawny and flexible body, if it was for a particularly strong kick to solar plexus. "So the Ancestors traded your species their strength for agility and flexibility. Might've been a good exchange," I get a kick to my neck.
I wake up with cold water splashing on my face. My senses open up like floodgates during a great storm. I'm hanging by chain in the center of the Well of Souls. Beside me are Inferna, Noxa, and Archus. Chained on the other side of the room was a masculine humanoid shape. Chained by the Convexity pillar is a feminine humanoid shape. They are all alive and unconscious. By this time, my senses go back to my normal sensitivity: hearing and sight sharpened smell blunted, touch normal.
"Where are we? Who's there?" Inferna starts panicking. I kick the base of her tail to try to snap her out of it. "Huh?" she turns around and sees me and gets a wave of relief and calm. Before putting on a flirtatious face. "Oh, Shane. Thank goodness you're here," she says in a seductive voice and batting her eyes. I admit it was cute, but it wasn't the time, and I would never say it out loud. In physical response to this, I kick her tail a little harder.
"Now is NOT the time to try to be seductive, Inferna," I say with a glare.
"Oh, come on, Shaney. Why don't you come over here for a kiss and more?" she asks even more seductively. I thank goodness her eyes haven't adapted to dark or that she didn't have the Shadow Element, for I was blushing as red as her scales.
"Blushing are we, Shane?" says the one the one voice that I was not sure whether I'd be glad or furious to hear. I turn and see Noxa with her eyes glowing slightly, brimming with power. "Good thing I'm a Shadow Dragon and can see in the dark."
"Noxa, now is not the time for teasing," said Archus. "You can save that for later." He added with a smirk.
"Archus, Noxa. If I could, I would slap you both so hard that you would trade Elements," I say with cold annoyance. "Any escape plans? 'Cause I'm stumped," feeling dejected.
"I can move any Energy out of my body, so I'm fresh out," said Noxa.
"Then I'm out."
"Crap," I reply.
"So, you're all awake. Good, I want to see your faces when I rise again in my new body," says a raspy voice filled with sadism and malice. We were all scared stiff.
I could only muster a single whisper, "Malefor…"
The dark voice chuckled. "That is right, pitiful whelp. Wither in fear at the rise of your new master, king, and destroyer."
"Show yourself, coward!" shouts Archus.
"Oh, I'll do so in a few minutes, when the Night of Eternal Darkness is nigh."
I quickly put the pieces in the puzzle. "You can't take physical form. You need a body to attack us in, so you have the Apes and Grublins do your dirty work for you."
Malefor simply chuckled in amusement. "Quite right, Shane. However, a bit of your past is going to help me to revive. I believe you know this brat. Two Apes brought out a human woman with long, wavy black hair with golden highlights. Her amber eyes were a blaze of fire and were shooting daggers at her captors. He face has slight baby fat on her cheeks, making it slightly rounded, but more angled. Her figure was slightly lean and slim. The only fat on her body was in her hips, chest, and the very little fat on her face. She was dressed in designer jeans and a black shirt that said, "Rise Against" with a logo of a closed, raised fist in a circle. That was worn over a long sleeved shirt. All of her clothes were torn and you could see cuts and lashes All over her legs, arms, back, and waist.
She finally seemed to notice me hanging. "Shane! Thank God you're here! Am I tripping out or something? I probably shouldn't have gone to Michael's party. What are these things?" she said franticly. I sighed. Figures she would think she was still drunk from on of her friend's parties.
"No, Sam you aren't drunk. This is all real. These are real dragons. These are real talking Apes. There really was a shadow that attack you and that twit," I said as if I was talking to a confused third grader.
"But, I was attacked by that thing!" she yelled nodding at Gaul. He just gave a toothy grin.
"It was fun to see that boy wet his loins, for all those muscles, he was a right ol' coward," he said maliciously.
"Yes, and now I'll let you witness my rebirth, and the birth of a new king!" Malefor said.
"How in the name of the Ancestors are you going to do that?" Noxa spat distastefully.
"Now here comes the whole 'I-win-and-you-lose-so-I'm-going-to-tell-you-my-wh ole-plan' speech," I say under my breath.
"When I take this girl's body, I'll have the same abilities as you, Shane. Although, unlike you I'll be able to channel my power through my body, not some worthless piece of metal," the disembodied voice of Malefor said. Gual came up holding a very thick metal glove, holding the sword. I growl at him.
"This is a real piece of work. The sword is actually burning through the glove, and it twas made to be flame retardant. It 'as to be changed every 'our, but I'll think I'll manage," he said with yet, another yellow, crooked teeth filled grin. I growled at him, trying to set him on fire with my eyes. He just chuckled.
"When the moons enter the eclipse, Gual will push young Samantha into the pillar allowing me to enter and corrupt her mind. When I return, I'll kill you and your little girlfriends and their pathetic brother," he said before we interrupted him.
"I'M NOT HIS/HER BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND!" Noxa and I yelled in unison. We looked at eachother and glared. Inferna was just blushing and glaring at the room, trying to find exactly where the Dark Master's voice is coming from. Archus just hung his head in attempt to facepalm.
"As I was saying, after I kill Spyro and Cynder, I'll send out my armies to conquer the world, then your Master and her mate . After that, I'll come for the Human world. Sam's memories were quite useful, although her current years are blurred," Malefor said. Sam at least had the decency to look sheepish. "I'll leave you to yourselves, for your final hour." All the forces left the room except for a few Grublins to guard us.
"This is all your fault, Shane. I knew I shouldn't have ever gone out with such a crybaby loser like you. Dork! Know-it-all! Freak! Cold! Always running everywhere!"
"That's enough, Samantha!" Archus yells. Shutting her up. Thank the Ancestors, I am grateful for that. "As much as what you're saying is true," he started. And… there goes my gratefulness. "We need to focus on getting out of here."
A Grublin starting speaking that guttural language to us.
"Yeah, flyface. We can totally understand you," said my jerk of an ex.
It corrected itself. "No time, hour up." Pointing upward. We all looked in the direction and it indeed showed that we were out of time.
Cliffhanger agin, I know. Please review!