Tyler the Dragon, chapter 1
Hello everyone! I'm Tycser and this is my first story, so be gentle on me. And please try to enjoy it.
Without further ado, I give you, chapter 1!
Chapter 1** : It begins with the end**
It's been almost 500 years since the time of the legendary dragons Spyro and his mate Cynder, they rid Avalar, the dragon realm, of the evil known as Malefor. A lot was destroyed during these battles but much of it has been rebuilt. Warfang, the great dragon city has fallen and rebuilt as New Warfang. Dozen of villages around the city have been built and prospered into cities of their own. Everything was peaceful during those 500 years, the residents of Avalar working together to rebuild the land for the next generation. That was until the humans came. Almost 2 months ago, humans came through the Portal. With them came their machines, massive metal behemoths, capable of tremendous destruction. Even us dragons didn't stand a chance. Of course many of us fought anyway, for our home, our families. But the humans quickly overpowered us, slaughtering every dragon they came across. When we were almost extinct, they stopped killing us, instead they caught us for experiments, among other things. Now they think it's entertaining having us pit against each other for money, we are forced to fight our own kind. Me and my mate are one of the 'lucky' ones who got caught. We are fighting for our lives in these battles, in the hope we can escape. But that chance grows slimmer by the day...
Tyler is herded to the gate to the arena for his fight. The humans are using long sticks with a very sharp blade on top, this blade also crackles with electricity. Tyler was a slim but muscled black dragon, with a white underbelly. Four horns, horizontal striped black and white, adorn his head, arching backwards. His white spine spikes waver with his movement, broadsword tail blade swishing back and forth with each step.
But now his muscled appearance is almost gone and he is even slimmer, days of starvation tend to do that to you. He can hear the crowd outside go wild as they hear he has to fight, the "Black Devil" as he is known. He stops before the gates and sees in the corner of his ruby red eyes the humans are walking out of the room, never turning their backs to the dragons. Once they are all gone, he relaxes a little.
"Okay, let's get this over with then." He thinks to himself as he stretches his body, arching his back to loosen his muscles. He hasn't fought in days. Though he was happy he didn't have to kill a dragon for a while, his body is sore from the days doing nothing.
"Hang on Deleria, I'll find us a way out, just hang on." He has to try, for her.
He knows she has to fight to, in the arena next to him, this happens often.
He can hear the gate mechanism 'clank' in the wall, signaling it's about to open. Tyler closes his eyes and concentrates. The gate slowly slides open, revealing the arena. Sand on the ground, stone pillars rising from the ground, bones from previous dragons littering the ground.
Tyler opens his eyes and slowly walks into the arena. As soon as the crowd sees the black dragon they cheer,a roar of cheering fills the arena. They had to sell a kidney to get a seat for a fight with the Black Devil. He goes into his fighting stance, legs wide and low to the ground, ready for anything. He hears the announcer tell the crowd what he is fighting. Seven waves of 10 heavily armored dummies, standard for him. He stretches his wings a little, ready to take flight in an instant. There is another 'clank' as 10 heavily armored dummies rise from the ground. Even though you can't see it, they are being moved my magic, invisible to the naked eye, just like in the temple.
The humans copied the temples training dummies to make them more vicious, they will kill if they get the chance. The dummies are all clad in heavy steal armor, 4 with swords and shields, 2 with long swords, 2 with battle axes and 2 at the back with bow and arrow. The dummies stalk forward, getting into position to strike.
Tyler glances to his left where he sees Deleria. The two arenas are separated by a giant metal gate. For a dragon this would be easy to take down but the humans made a machine that emits a shield like dome that prevents any dragon to escape once inside. They also managed, through heavy research, to make it able to absorb any elemental attack. Once a dragon is inside this kind of dome, it's almost impossible to get out. Deleria has to fight 5 waves of 4 normal dummies and 3 heavy armored dummies. All four normal dummies carry a sword and shield, one of the heavy armored dummies long swords, two carry battle axes. He notices it's different from last time, a lot harder too. Deleria meets his eyes and nods. Tyler nods back and looks at the dummies. He ducks at the last moment as a battle axe dummy takes a swing for his head. Tyler summersaults backwards and snarls. As the dummies close in he dashes forward, going for the archers first, so he can take of whenever he needs too.
After dodging several swords and another battle axe, he jumps up, pounces off a dummy, claws out aiming for the archers next to each other. He glides down to the archers, who struggle to knock another arrow. Before they can however, Tyler crashes into them, snapping their bows and knocking them to the ground. Tyler stays standing and lowers his jaw blasting the dummies with fire. The crowd yells for more action at the display of power. Tyler leaves the charred remains behind and turns to the rest of the dummies who are a lot closer. Close enough to swing with their blades, the flat of the blade smacks against his head which throws him of balance. As he falls he corrects himself and rolls to the side, snarling angrily. "That was close, got to pay more attention." He scolds himself. As the dummies charge again, one of them is running ahead, he dodges the sword and spins around, slamming his tail into the dummies midsection, splintering it. The crowd goes wild again as he dashes to the closest dummy and slams head-first into it, piercing two shield dummies with his horns and bowling them and a long sword dummy over. Tyler smirks as he gets up, stretching his wings to their maximum and starts flapping. He quickly rises a few meters in the air where he stays, hovering. He looks down as he opens his maw and spews hot red flames at the 3 dummies, who burn to ashes in seconds. He looks around the arena, 2 shield and sword dummies, 2 long sword dummies and 1 battle axe dummy left. He quickly thinks up a strategy and flies of towards the lone battle axe dummy. "Step one: take out the heavy hitter." The dummy takes a swing at the dragon but Tyler is swifter. He lands on the dummy, back legs on its shoulders, two paws on its head. He grips the head and rips it off. He takes flight again as the dummy collapses, its head still in his paws. He holds the head up and burns it to a crisp and lets the ashes float down the the arena floor as the crowd roars once again.
As he stays airborne he glances to Deleria. She has scratches here and there, nothing too bad, though she's panting hard. "Hang on girl, just a little more." She has to survive this battle, she will be able to rest again afterwards, the humans are smart enough not to let us fight so often. He glances up at the screen, she's at wave 2, with only 2 dummies left standing. "That's my girl." He sighs and looks at the arena below. The dummies try desperately to reach him, looks pretty funny, considering the situation he is in. He glides down to the ground and lands. The dummies take a moment to see that their enemy isn't in the air anymore and charge for the dragon. Four dummies left. "Let's finish this... Step two: close range second." He pounces on a long sword dummy, dropping its sword. Tyler takes its head in its mouth and rips it off. He ducks just in time as he hears a sword, instantly he whips his tail up, blocking the blow. He drops the head and turns around and opens his jaw again, the dummies actually back away. "Step three: finish the rest." He takes a deep breath, holds it for a second, then fires a massive fireball at the 3 remaining dummies. Doing their best to scramble out of the way, one succeeds, the 2 long sword dummy's burn with cloud of black smoke, leaving nothing but ash in its wake. The last dummy sees the dragon has his back to it and takes a swing. The dragon summersaults behind him, whipping around, his tail blade slices the last dummy in two. He sighs, he survived round one. He looks up as the crowd completely losses it, the announcer trying to explain the next match.
He turns to Deleria. She's at wave 4 now with 3 heavily armored dummies surrounding her. She's in pretty bad shape, cuts and bruises all over her body, panting hard with one wing limp at her side.
Tyler's heart stops as the dummies attack. She dodges 2 of the battle axes however the long sword dummy thrusts his sword forth, into Deleria's belly. She screams as the blood starts flowing from her side and collapses, tears running down her cheek.
Tyler's eyes tear up as he screams for his mate. "No! This can't be happening!" He screams in his mind.
A battle axe dummy takes the killing swing, but before the blow lands, Tyler vision goes white, then black.
He jerks upward in his bed, screaming and tearie eyed. He sees his surroundings, he calms down and sighs, wiping his tears away.
"Just a dream, just a dream." He calm's himself down. "It looked too real though." He let himself fall back on his pillow, sighing. "I need to be sure." He stands up on all fours, stretches and yawns. He strolls to the door, opens it with his paw. Looking around the hall, and seeing no-one is here, he leaves his room. Sneaks down the hall while staying in the shadows of the walls. Taking a left turn at the first crossing, into the hall where Deleria's room is. Suddenly he hears something up ahead and he presses himself against the cold stone wall. Holding his breath, he listens carefully. The shuffling of paws on the floor disappears as he hears a door close. Releasing his breath he relaxes as he approaches Deleria's door. Looking around one last time he opens it and looks inside. There she is, on the bed of soft pillows the white dragoness lays on her side, facing the door, sleeping peacefully. Tyler smiles, tail swishing from side to side outside the room, he likes watching her. Glancing around the room, it's neat, books on the shelf, nothing on the floor. He dreamily looks back at the dragoness. "If you only knew Deleria, if you only knew..." He sighs and slips out of the room closing the door softly behind him. Sneaking back to his room is a lot easier, it's so late now, everyone is asleep. Back in his room he falls down on his pillows. "That was pretty scary, but, she was my mate in the dream... On one side, I want to dream about her, but it would be too horrible to witness again. I'm just glad everything is okay." He sighs again as he closes his eyes. "Someday I'll tell you how I feel Deleria, once I gathered enough courage. Someday..." Soon after he is sound asleep again, dreaming of... well, we will keep this a secret.
Thank you for taking the time reading this. If you have any comments, please leave them down below. Expect chapter two next week on monday.
-Tycser