A Dragon out of Time, A Crash and Spyro Story

Chapter 13: Because Spyro Disappeared Part 1

Hope... hope is irrational. It's what allows you to lie to those you know and love. It's what drives courage, bravery, altruism; it's what lets you sacrifice your life for others. Hope exists because of martyrs. In their selflessness lies the inspiration others need to overcome despair and anguish.

Eight years, they were able to evade me for eight years. Maybe they thought I would forget, but I can hold a grudge forever. The Sorceress executed the remaining two thieves who had failed to bring her the purple dragon's egg. She could only hope the other one who didn't show up was either dead or captured. And to think the fools thought they could hide from me after they failed to obey me. On her throne room, as her servants cleaned up the ashes of what used to be two individuals, the Sorceress was lost in thought about Malefor. As disappointed as she was that those three idiots she sent to retrieve the egg had failed, the Sorceress was also concerned with what Malefor's ploy was. Why had he come to me and asked me to deal with the next purple Dragon? What did he mean when he said "someday, I'll have what I want as well?" For the truth was the Sorceress was worried about him. He was the only creature on this Earth who stood a chance at defeating me. I was warned by my prophets of a new threat to my throne recently, and then that very day Malefor came to the Forgotten Realms and told me what it was. But he couldn't possibly have my best interest in mind. For all I knew, Malefor was the threat my prophet had warned me about.

The thought stopped her in her tracks. What if Malefor had intervened and prevented my thieves from delivering the newly born Purple Dragon to me? Malefor potentially could have known that I planned on appropriating that purple Dragon's special connection to the convexity for myself. The process would have killed it, and that's what Malefor wanted, but what if he only used me to get the Dragon egg out of the Dragon Realms and syphoned the baby Dragon's life force for himself. Maybe I should have allowed my thieves to explain themselves before I obliterated them. Too late for that I'm afraid.

"Bianca!" The Sorceress shouted impatiently. I need to know where Malefor is. My immortality and dictatorship of this planet will not end because of a damn Dragon.

"Yes my liege" Bianca said as she humbly knelt before the Sorceress.

"Prepare a location spell and meet me in the laboratory."

"Right away Sorceress."

The Sorceress retrieved her scepter and proceeded down a long hallway in her throne room. This very castle used to belong to Dragons, as did most of the world. But of course my father attempted to rectify that plight, and then gave me the power to banish all Dragons from these realms when he failed. They all cower on six islands which I can't enter, and now - to the best of my knowledge - their only hope at defeating me, a new Purple Dragon, has been stolen from them and killed. "They all need to die, now." The Sorceress thought as she headed to her personal laboratory. "Any Dragon's existence is an insult to my honor. I promised my father I'd kill them all, and a thousand years later I still haven't fulfilled that promise."

The Sorceress entered her laboratory along with Bianca and a few other servants. The Sorceress focused her dark power, shaping it insider her as she prepared to use it to find Malefor. Bianca had prepped the large glass sphere located in the center of the room for a location spell, and now all the Sorceress needed to do was locate Malefor. It would be difficult, but there was a reason why she had killed millions to be the most powerful there is.

"Across the skies and all the lands, across the realms of Avalar and the seasonal plains, magic lay lines scattered through Earth's veins, reveal to me my greatest threat."

With a tremendous exertion of will, the Sorceress provided the magic and energy necessary for her spell to work, and indeed the forces at be located the Dragon whom the Sorceress wished to find. His location was a total shock.

"Where is that, my liege?" Bianca asked.

"Bianca, contact Ripto. Tell him his queen requests his audience."

"Sorceress..."

"Now!" Bianca scuttled off. That bastard has finally done it. After a thousand years, he's finally returning home. Somehow, he got through the magical barrier keeping him and me out of the Dragon Realms. And if he can enter Artisans, why can't I? Father, every Dragon dies today, I promise.