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TLoS: World at War Ch. 24Spyro woke up to find himself on stone. He stood up and looked around, noticing that he was in an area identical to where he re-learned his ice. He glided down and found himself looking at a bright green basin. He walked up to it and gazed into it.
"You've come far young dragon." said the Chronicler.
"What?!" Spyro exclaimed, anger slowly rising. "Ignitus said you would help, but you only lead me on a path to nowhere!"
"Our path through life, is not always the path we choose. Sometimes our paths are chosen for us...and it is our destiny to follow it. Wherever it may lead." The Chronicler calmly replied. Spyro just sighed and shook his head. He stepped onto the basin and began to be surronded by a green aura.
"Be steady Spyro, and use the power of earth to feel your way." Spyro closed his eyes and began to concentrate. The powers and the memories of using earth were coming bac
TLoS: World at War Ch. 23Four pirates came by their cell and unlocked the door. They dropped their guns on the ground infront of them and waited outside. The four humans promptly picked them up and began to cock them.
"Should we kill them and escape?" whispered Dempsey, looking out the door where the pirates were.
"How would we escape? This boat feels like it's at sea and I don't think Zoidius and Spyro could carry us all the way across. No, we should be patient." Takeo whispered back.
"There may not be another time to bust out after this..." warned Dempsey.
Nikolai walked up to them and spoke, "The American is right. We should take this opportunity and get out of here. It's time these bastards tasted Russian firepower." Nikolai held his gun in his arms.
"I vill agree here. There may lifeboats ve can take und leave this smelly dung hole. Ve should free Zoidius und Spyro, then find these boats." Richto
TLoS: World at War Ch. 22Zoidius was pacing his cell, trying to figure out a way to escape. He stopped when he heard the door leading to the prison block open. He walked to his cell bars to look out and find Spyro, unconscious and being carried by two pirates.
"Spyro! You bastards, what did you do to him?!" growled Zoidius, watching as the pirates placed Spyro in his cell and locked the door. The pirates replied by grunting and walked away.
"Zoid! What happened?" asked Dempsey, concerned.
"I don't know! Spyro! Spyro, can you hear me?" Zoidius continued to watch Spyro, now with worry filling inside him. He saw Sparx fluttering around Spyro's cell. "Sparx! What happened to Spyro?"
"I don't know. He won his fight, then Bam! He just fell over. You know, like that time we were hiding from the pirates." answered Sparx.
"Zoidius, calm down. There is nothing we can do for him now. We will have to
TLoS: World at War Ch. 21Spyro was waiting behind a giant portcullis. Through the holes, he could see a giant arena and hundreds of pirates in the stands. Wondering how long he would have to stand there, he heard Scratch begin to announce the fights.
"Fiends and felons! Scoundrels and scavengers! Welcome to the first event of the evening! Tonight, we bring to you a very special battle, sure to quench your thirst for brutality!"
"Enough of this jibba-jabba! Let's bring on the pain!" cried Sniff impatiently, fluttering his wings. He received a roar of approval from the crowd.
"Introducing...a creature both rare and powerful...a creature of might and magic! Prepare yourselves...and feast your eyes on Spyro the dragon!!!" At that moment portcullis began to open and Spyro stepped out into the arena. He head laughing and booing as the pirates said "Oh, that's no dragon! He is a whelping!" Sparx took the moment to admire his surro
TLoS: World at War Ch. 20A mole like creature with a candle-like hat on top his head walked by the humans' cell. Dempsey looked at him curiously. The mole didn't return the onlook as he just kept on walking. He eventually walked by Spyro's cell.
"Mole-Yair?!" asked Spyro, surprised. Mole-Yair stopped and turned to face Spyro.
"Spyro? Is that really you, old friend?" Dempsey noted that Mole-Yair spoke with a French accent.
"It's me. Where are we? Can you get us out?"
Mole-Yair lowered his voice to a whisper. "You are on Skabb's ship and will be likely made to compete the arena fights with the other prisoners. I, too, am a prisoner, as are many of my kinsmen. But we moles are too frail to make for worthwhile entertainment, so we are made to serve grog to these scavengers."
"Mole-Yair, you have to get us out." said Spyro admantly. A loud clank sound forced Mole-Yair to keep walking.
TLoS: World at War Ch. 19"Well, there was big fight between Cynder and another corrupted dragoness named Sighria. Before the fight, Sighria claimed she was the true leader and was jealous that I was more afraid of Cynder than I was of her. To save her pride; she fought Cynder. Cynder won the fight and Sighria was turned back into a normal dragoness not much bigger than me." Zoidius sighed as he stood up and walked to the cell entrance.
"Since she lost, she was forced to work with me. We stayed close together for a while, but Cynder seperated us. She then took brief moments of her time to torture me. Not as punishment, but for her own amusement." Zoidius was getting angry at the memories of Cynder's torture sessions. He flared his nostrils and let out a small jet of plasma.
"On my eighth birthday, Cynder offered me a place in the darkness. Obvio
TLoS: World at War Ch. 18Dempsey woke up to find himself laying on a wooden floor and looking up at a wooden ceiling. Groaning, he slowly pushed himself up and winced as his head was aching.
"Oh, my head. Where am I?" Dempsey looked around and saw that he was in a prison. The door entrance was barred off by metal bars.
"Finally up?" Dempsey turned his voice to the question and saw that Nikolai, Takeo, and Richtofen were standing in the same cell. Nikolai was the one that asked the question.
"That is not good. It means I have to listen to this fool talk." said Richtofen. Dempsey just sighed and walked over to them. Takeo had caught Dempsey as he almost collapsed from the pain.
"Get off, I can do this myself." grumbled Dempsey and Takeo let go. "Where are we?"
"If your little brain hasn't figured it out yet, you stupid American, we are in a prison." replied Richtofen.
"I can see that, Kraut.&
TLoS: World at War Ch. 17The heros continued to trudge along the path, but with some of the injuries, it was a slow process. Zoidius kept scratching at the crystals along his neck.
"ARGGH! Damn! I can't take it, these are so annoying!" Zoidius then took the crystals off and removed the string they were attached to. He lifted his tail infront of him, and placed the crystals inside a tail brace. The crystals slid in perfectly and Zoidius continued walking.
"What the hell? If you could put them in your brace, why did you have them around your neck?" asked Dempsey.
"I thought...it...would make me uhhh look cooler." Zoidius said, looking sheepish.
"You thought..." Dempsey snickered. Zoidius, now fully embarrassed, turned his head and increased his pace.
"Wow. I can't believe you would think that. Even I'm not that pathetic." commented Sparx. Zoidius did his best to ignore him. Instead, Sparx just flew right
TLoS: World at War Ch. 16"Comrade Spyro! Are you alright? What happened?" asked Nikolai frantically. Spyro just coughed and slowly pushed himself to his feet. Nikolai and Takeo grabbed him, and pushed up with him.
"I'm fine. I-" Spyro stopped speaking as he saw the pirate bodies. "What happened?"
"You fell unconscious and they heard us. We had no choice but to eliminate them." answered Nikolai.
"I see. Well anyways, I had a vision and through this vision, I re-learned my ice powers."
"Re-learned?" Takeo asked. Spyro then explained what he went through and what he saw.
"I see, so you think this Well of Souls is the source of the troubles?" inquired Takeo.
"The Chronicler says so and I believe it does."
"Well, it looks like we better not waste any time then." said Zoidius.
"You're right. Wait-Sparx? Sparx. Sparx, where are you?" asked Spyro. The group turned their heads towards each other and realized th
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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