Spyro: The Legend of Friendship

Written By: Cloudline Dasher

Edited By: (Unedited)

Chapter four: Black and Purple

A swift chill drifted over Spyro as his blanket disappeared. Looking up, he noticed Luna standing up. A blush crossed his cheeks as he wondered, 'D-did she have her wing around me... all night?'

“Morning Spyro, I will gather some more fruit for breakfast and we can be on our way.” Luna didn't waste any time, taking off toward a nearby tree, her magic hastily pulling down a bushel of bananas.

Luna looked over, noticing Spyro's gaze on her, and a reddened hue suddenly making its way onto her cheeks. She swiftly adverted her gaze, trying to act like she was still gathering other fruits. Spyro blinked, noticing her odd behavior. Luna rushed back over, various fruits landing in his arms. Looking up from the food, Spyro's eyes locked with Luna's for a brief moment before they both turned away from one another. Luna swiftly peeled a banana, biting off the end, and almost swallowing it whole.

“Is... something the matter?” Spyro asked, ignoring his own blush. Unsure why he was acting this way, mainly worried why Luna was suddenly acting skittish.

“No, nothing is the matter dearest Spyro, Prithee hurry, eat so we can leave.” Luna frowned at her accidental slip of her mid-evil term. She winced, but relaxed when Spyro simply returned to eating. She let out a gentle sigh, 'Luna, parfay... why do you resort to the old dialect when flustered? Why am I even flustered in the first place? Celestia and I have trained not to fall in love with mortals.' Luna blinked, a realization hitting her, 'technically... he could possibly live longer than me! That would mean a relationship would be possi... ble?' Luna shook her head, stuffing the rest of her banana in her mouth, sporting a rather prominent blush, 'he's a dragon, you're acting as if you're still a filly Luna... Don't allow him be-swican you...'

Spyro finished off one last fruit, before swallowing and looking to Luna, “I'm done whenever you are. I feel much better after a long rest and a full stomach.”

Forcing herself to her hooves, Luna nodded, “Better go to-forr the sun riseth to it's highest point in the sky.” Luna winced at her dialect once more, trying to play it off by taking to the air. Luckily Spyro followed suit, not paying too much to her mistake.

~~Apparentlythisisaline~~

“Hey! They're leaving!” Pinkie spazzed, suddenly springing to life and pointing to the air.

“To the balloon!” Twilight called out, pulling everypony aboard. Twilight renewed the weightless spell, before Rainbow and Fluttershy got fully hooked up. Within a moment or two, they were off, keeping a good distance away from Luna and Spyro.

“What a rude awakening...” Rarity stated with her hoof covering her mouth, trying to hide her small, yet elegant yawn.

“Well if ya girls woke up earlier, we would’ve had breakfast already... I warned ya!” Applejack scolded, looking to the main culprit, Rarity.

“A girl needs her beauty sleep, darling.” Rarity looked away, her nose pointing up into the air.

“A girl also needs her food, don't go cryin' ta meh when yer hungry. Twilight, Fluttershy, myself and even Rainbow got up early to eat. So you and Pinkie will just have to wait till Luna and Spryo stop again.” Applejack frowned, already hearing Rarity's stomach rumble.

Suddenly the pink party pony prodded Rarity's side as she gleefully called out, “good thing I brought extra super dooper surprise party cake!” She exerted a giggle as she suddenly opened a hidden compartment on the bottom of the hot air balloon basket, pulling out a well prepared purple and pink icing cake. Applejack just sighed, face planting her hoof to her muzzle.

~~Apparentlythisisaline~~

Chronicler's cave:

The den after probably ten thousand years had acquired a vast amount of books. Each with the history of each pony, and dragon that had ever existed since the creation of the first Chronicler. However, today, it was one book in particular that grabbed his attention. The blue alicorn stepped over to a pedestal, gently opening the book titled, 'Spyro'

He quickly turned it to the current entry. A smile crept onto his face as he spoke to himself, “Good, you are well on your way, Spyro, and it seems like there is no sign of Malefor or his forces.”

Using his alicorn magic, Spyro's book slowly levitated over off to the side and onto the floor. Remaining open to its saved spot. Another book illuminated in a light blue aura, making its way over to the pedestal, “Malefor... you sneaky snake... Using one of your old ponysona's are you?”

The Chronicler sighed, once again taking note that the name of the book remained Malefor, but in the table of contents, list all of his previously used identities, “Page 6209...” Chronicler mumbled, using his claw to quickly turn to that exact page. Immediately the page turned black as a crow, but the only thing that revealed to him, was a name, “That one again? You do remember how that one turned out for you, don't you Sombra?”

Illuminating the book in his aura, The Chronicler aimed to reveal its secrets, his eyes clenched tight in focus, “There... almost... there... GAAHhh!” A bolt of shadow shot from the book, illuminating The Chronicler in its dark black and green haze. The book falling with a thud back to the pedestal, “Have it your way... Malefor... for now!” Chronicler growled loudly, snatching up the book in his hooves, tossing it across the room. Without his aid, the book levitated into the air, returning to its spot amongst all the others.

After calming himself, The Chronicler levitated Spyro's book back up to the pedestal, “Let's see if I can't cast the dream time spell as an alicorn, shall we?”

~~Apparentlythisisaline~~

It was around two or so, and Luna could tell at the speed they were traveling, they would reach the end of Equestria in the matter of hours. Knowing full and well that at some points, they would have to resort to walking. For now however, they had past the last pony town, and the rest were either forest, or rock landscapes. The sky void of any clouds, due to the lack of Pegasi in the sky to maintain them. It was calm and quiet, which gave an ample opportunity for small talk. Though at the moment, Luna couldn't think of a single thing to say. This is, until Spryo spoke up first, “Say Luna?”

Turning her head toward the purple dragon, she nodded, “Yes, Spryo?”

“Tell me a little about you, your sister, and your father.”

“What... what do you wish to know?” Luna stated with a crimson hue on her face. Returning her vision to flying in hopes of hiding it.

“You are all Alicorns, correct?” Spyro asked, keeping his own eyes on flying.

“That is correct.” Luna nodded in conferment.

“Are there others?”

Luna sighed, sadness forming, “No, including Cadence, there are four total. My father is the only male alicorn that we know of in existence.”

“You mentioned last night that ponies live for only a hundred years if they are lucky, and seeing as your father is the only male, don't you ever get lonely?”

Shock hit Luna, not expecting that question. The alicorn of the night shifted her eyes, before returning them to the sky in front of her, “Y-yes... but sister and I have trained not to fall in love.”

“W-why would you train not to fall in love?!” Spyro asked astonished, turning his vision from the sky to look at her.

“I have never known an alicorn to die. I was sealed away in the moon for a thousand years and the experience was much like being in stasis. I did not feel any time pass, and I did not age. As for my sister Celestia, she lived throughout that thousand years, and shows no signs of growing elderly. I know all things must come to an end, but what if Celestia and I do not? We cannot just keep falling in love, only for our lovers to perish by times passing.” Luna let out a sigh, before saying, “how about we land? I could use the break.”

Spyro only nodded, following her lead. After a few moments, they landed and Spyro questioned, “What about dragons?”

Princess Luna glanced him a questioning gaze, tilting her head slightly, “I believe you misunderstand about our world. Dragons are mere beasts, focusing on nothing but their baser instincts and their greed for gems. Father says there is a reason dragons act the way they do, and why they hoard gems, but says there will be a time and place for explaining.”

Deciding not to take the comment of dragons are mere beasts to heart, Spyro just asked, “What about Spike? He is from this time, and he doesn't seem beastly...”

“Spike is a messenger dragon. Messenger dragons are born from a unicorns magic, and in essence, gain attributes of the caster. Twilight hatched Spike with her magic, and that is why he carries a similar purple as her. In essence, Twilight is his biological mom, so to speak, and Spike could be considered, part pony.” Luna turned away, noticing a small bush of berries.

The quadruped purple dragon followed as Luna stepped to the bush, “So Spike is purple because of Twilight? For awhile I thought he could have been the next purple dragon. I have to say... I'm sort of relieved, but disappointed at the same time...”

~~Apparentlythisisaline~~

Back in Ponyville; Library;

“I can't believe they have me petsitting again...” Spike sighed, looking over all the animals glaring at him, “At least all of you are behaved this time... Kind of helps that I'm not using you for gems...”

Kneeling down to Angel, Spike removed the small rolls from his tail, then fluffing the small tuff of fur back to life, “I wish I could have went with Spyro, I was excited to have a chance to get to know a 'friendly' dragon.”

A small black and purple mist leaked from under neath the library door. Angel was the first to notice, running over to Spike and pulling on his pink frilly apron, tapping his foot on the floor, and pointing.

“Not now Angel, I have to give Opal a bath next as Rarity's request. Go play or something.” Spike frowned, stepping toward Opal. Opal arced her back, hissing and showing her claws.

“#$%&*!!!” Angel yelled out, pulling at Spikes apron so hard that it ripped off, but by now, the shady black and green mist, surrounded the area, before darting into Spike's eyes. Spike blinked when he slowly began to hear a faint, yet familiar voice, 'Spyro isn't all that friendly, I assure you of that.”

“Wha?” Spike questioned out loud, his eyes scanning the room, “Who's there?” But all he managed to see were all the animals, looking to him with a curious look on their faces.

Slowly, he was returned with the voice once more, 'Spyro is destruction, the killer of dragon intelligence. He is the reason, you are an outcast.'

“Show yourself! I'm not kidding! I'm a ferocious dragon!” Spike bluffed, stepping back, his foot catching in his apron, before falling to the floor.

Spike flinched when a shadowy figure formed a few feet in front of him. Spike's eyes went wide as he questioned, “S-Sombra?!”

“Yes, but Sombra is just many of my identities. History has fooled everyone into thinking I'm the bad guy, or should I say everypony?” Sombra chuckled menacingly, a wicked smile forming on his face, “But you know better than that, don't you Spike?”

The animals didn't even pay Sombra any mind. All of their gazes focused on Spike. Spike looked around, his gaze falling back onto Sombra, “Um... Know what? What do you want?”

“Want? HHAahahaha! I simply want to let you know of your past, of our past!” Sombra let loos another set of sinister snickers, before stepping closer, “And I'll start by taking my true form.”

Suddenly Sombra was encased by purple and black mist, his body twisting and forming into something somehow familiar to the small purple dragon. Wings sprouted from Sombra's back, his fur turning into a dark purple and transforming into scales. Spike blinked as he stuttered, “Y-you're a dragon?”

“Yes my little friend. I am a dragon, a brethren of yours. That is why I am willing to look past the little incident in the Crystal Empire. Just as I was, you were just trying to protect the greater good. I hadn't even the chance to speak with you, I was defeated before even given a chance. I needed the Crystal Empire's magic to return the dragon race to its former glory!”

“Former glory?” Spike questioned, looking to the door, in hopes of escaping if need be. His gaze returning to the dragon Sombra, “Wait... you wouldn't be... Malefor would you?”

A small grin formed as he replied, “Yes, I am Malefor, but I am not evil. I wished to restart the world, because the world was flawed, it was corrupt, but others wished to work through the evil, instead of letting me fix it.”

Spike growled, forcing himself to shakily stand up, “No... I've know about you and the ring of fire. It destroys the planet, to reconstruct it anew. It would have killed everyone and then started new with new species.”

“Partly true.” Malefor grinned, “It actually wouldn't have killed anypony.”

“W-what?” Spike stepped back, his back touching the book shelf, glancing over to the front door.

“The ring of fire only shifts the dominant specie. Why do you think that when a dragon is born from pony magic, they become of equal intelligence of Ponies?” Malefor stepped closer, placing a hoof on Spike's shoulder, making him flinch, “I was going to keep dragons as the dominant specie, but Spyro... Spyro stopped me before I could finish. Dragons lost their rightful place at the top, and ponies were given full reign. Ponies should have been the outcast, not you...”

Malefor withdrew his claw, stepping back, “I fear my time with you grows short, but I will say this before I leave.” Malefor turned away, his body suddenly engulfed in black shadow before returning into Sombra, “You will forever be Twilight Sparkle's little dragon slave unless the ring of fire can be resurrected. Dragons will forever be the insignificant foot note if we cannot fix such a dilemma. Take some time to decide what is important, young dragon.”

And with that, Sombra disappeared into a puff of smoke, exiting the way he came in. Spike slid against the book shelf until his rear collided with the floor. The animals all rushed over, looking to Spike with worry. Spike's heart slowed from its frightened state, worried of Malefor's intent. Spike jumped as he felt something on his knee. He looked up to notice Winona whimpering and looking to him, clear that she could see his stressed out state.

Forcing himself back up, Spike let out a breath, collecting himself, “I know what I should do!” Spike ran over to Twilight's work bench, pulling out a quill and parchment.

'Dear Princess Celestia,

I was left to pet sit and I need to inform you... … …'

~~Apparentlythisisaline~~

With the Elements of Harmony:

“Why are they stopping?” Applejack questioned, instantly turning to Twilight for an answer.

Twilight simply shook her head, “I have no idea... Maybe, maybe Spyro is hurting and they had to stop?”

Rainbow and Fluttershy didn't need any commands to know to land. Following their previous protocol of staying at least one fourth a mile away. Upon landing, Twilight jumped from the basket, “I'll go see what's going on.”

“Just be careful, wouldn't wanna blow our cover there, Sugarcube.” Applejack smiled, placing a gentle hoof on Twilight's shoulder.

Twilight just nodded, before taking off into Spyro and Luna's direction.

Author's Note

sorry for the cliff hanger, but figured it'd be okay. I hope everypony is enjoying Spyo and The Legend of Friendship :D