#spry

"HAHAHAAA! Finally! A mission for me! I can't wait to see if Toasty is all baaaaaaark and no bite. Hehe."

*He soon saw black smoke billowing from the place that Spyro called the "Dragon Realms". Looks like the gnorcs were doing better than expected.*

"Looks like I arrived right on time! LOOK OUT DOWN BELOW!"

*He laughed as he dived down, seeing where this battle was, Peace Keeper was the Homeworld that was fighting back. It looked like all those gnorcs were attacking what looked like a large Dragon nursery, filled with young and baby dragons. The ground was littered with knights with the same crest on their armor, a purple dragon's head. They were dead, it wasn't what Spry could imagine. Doubt began to claw at the back of his mind, but he quickly shook it away*

"Its worse than what I thought, m-maybe Spyro sh-No! I can do this. I know it."

*He dived as fast as he could, seeing a gnorc footsoldier about to spear an injured knight in the chest. Spry then rammed into the gnorc and sent the soldier slamming into a squad of them.*

"S-Spyro? Y-you have arrived to save us?"

"Nope, Names Spry. Spyro sent me to help. What's going on?"

"It is a battle against Toasty and his gnorc forces. They are trying to destroy the dragon nursery and kill everyone in their way."

"They won't get the chance. I'm on it!"

*Spry then took to the sky and soared, watching the knights and gnorcs battle. Dragons joined in battle until a storm of cannonballs nearly tore through the dragons. Spry saw a squad of gnorc cannon squads acting as artillery. Spry dove at high speed and fired a cascade of fireballs at the cannons, absolutely destroying the gnorc artillery.*

"TEN POINTS!"

*He laughed as he launched fire at the gnorc troops from high in the air, disrupting the gnorc formations. The knights then pushed through as the leader was an elder warrior with a long, white beard and silver armor. The warrior used a shield and spear as he led the counter charge against the gnorcs. Spry then landed and helped the battle on the ground.*

"Come on! Is this all you gnorcs got?"

*He laughed and joked as he burned and bashed his foes. But he then saw a squad of knights being sliced through by a walking scarecrow, there he was…Toasty. But he looked different, his old, tattered coat and hat were now a darker, menacing red, the fluffy part of his coat was orange and red like a fire was lit around him. His fingers now looked like bones as he stood on straw-like legs. An aura surrounded him that flickered a slight glow of ghostly blue, like a candle burning in the wind. His scythe blade gave a glimmer in the light, a ghostly blue shine was on it, like souls were trapped in it. His pumpkin head looked like it was rotting, but continued to hold its shape despite that. He was taller and more menacing than how he was described by Spyro. No matter, he was going down*

"So you're Toasty!"

*Spry laughed as he launched three fireballs, catching the "sheep" off-guard. Two of the fireball struck him and singed his coat, but the burned holes seemed to stitch back together, like something controlled the threads. The last fireball was easily slashed in half as the halves flew in different directions. Toasty then spoke, his voice raspy and frightening.*

"That voice, those flames."

*He turned his head to see Spry. He gave a growl at the sight, remembering his past in fighting Spyro. Was the Spyro? He seemed smaller than he remembered.*

"Spyro. We meet again, you're smaller than I remember. No matter."

"Heh, sorry. Names Spry, Spyro was too busy to fight a C-tier thug like you."

"Cocky and obnoxious. Just like your father."

"He's not my father either. Not the first time someone thought that tho."

"It doesn't matter… You won't stop me. I will destroy every dragon egg and baby dragon in that nursery. And cleave through all that dare to fight me. "

"Want to bet Toasty Toaster?"

"I will take great delight in slaying you."

*Spry then flew up and fired flames down at Toasty until Toasty span his scythe quickly, causing the flames to dissipate.*

"See you learned new tricks."

"It's the only way to beat your *bleeping* species."

"Hey! Watch your sheepy tongue."

*The two kept fighting as Spry kept his distance and launched fireball after fireball. Toasty couldn't block or dodge all of them. Spry had the advantage, but he became cocky, confident, …reckless. Spry then flew at him, ready to ram right into Toasty. Toasty then dodged Spry and grabbed his tail before swinging him into a rock formation. Cracking the rocks as Spry fell, struggling a little bit to stand again.*

"Ow, ah. N- not done yet."

"It's over. Death is em- ahhh!"

*The elder warrior then attacked Toasty… catching him off guard and saving Spry's life.*

"GO! HELP THE KNIGHTS EVACUATE THE NURSERY! I will hold off Toasty."

"O-okay, I- I won't mess up!"

*Spry took to the air and rushed to the nursery. He assisted in moving eggs to the knights as they retreated. Soon, all of the dragons had escaped and Spry rushed to the warrior… hoping to help him.*

"I'm almost there!"

*Spry arrived and saw the elder knight striking Toasty's weapon clean from his hands before shield-bashing Toasty to the ground.*

"WHOOO! Kick His Butt!"

*The knight then pointed his spear at the scarecrow.*

"You have lost. It is over Toasty, surrender, and perhaps the Order of Elder Dragons will be merciful in your punishment."

"Hmh. It isn't over… as long as hate for the dragons exists, there will always be me… just in a different form."

*Without anyone noticing, Toasty's scythe began to shake as it glowed a ghostly hue before beginning to float.*

"And besides, I can't die. You however-"

*The scythe then flew towards the warrior from behind. Spry tried to warn the knight… but it was to late. In one second, Spry saw a heroic warrior fighting for his beliefs, turn simply into another casualty. *

"Gah"

"Bleed easily."

*The body fell to the ground with a simple thud as Spry gasped.*

"Oh my god."

"What? Have you never seen blood? Have you never seen a dead body?"

"I-I- I won't let you hurt anyone else!"

*Spry then launched as strong a fire blast as he could. But then Toasty's hand started to emit a ghostly flame before he launched his own fire. The two flames collided and fought against each other, but soon the spectral flame pushed through and blasted Spry.*

"AAAHHHRGH!"

*He screamed in pain as he crashed to the earth, landing right on his left front leg, he cried with pain as he swore he heard something break. He gasped for air while in pain.*

"Ga- haa-haa-. Oh god, it hurts."

"Well well well, looks like you're not as powerful as you believed."

*Toasty then walked through the dust and smoke like some grim warrior of death.*

"N-n-no st-stay away."

*Spry pleaded in fear as he began to try and crawl away, launching fireballs in pure desperation. There was something different about him now, his flames were weaker and wilder. Not like a mighty hero fighting evil, but an injured wild animal trying to protect itself from the hunter that found it. Spry could feel true unbridled terror grip onto him and pull him into the depths of fear, a feeling Spry had never felt till now.*

"Whats wrong? You acted so confident in yourself. Look at you now"

"S-s-someone will stop you Toasty."

"I'm sorry, but that name was burnt by flaming wool, just like me."

*He then grabbed Spry's neck and lifted him as he choked him.*

"I am Effigy, a vengeful soul. Who will not rest till I eradicate all dragons."

"Th-then kill me."

"I would love to, but I have a need for you that is more important. Return home, and let your mentor know… that the ghost of his past had returned."

*At Skylanders Academy, Spyro and Whirlwind waited for Spry to return.*

"He's taking a while isn't he?"

"Maybe, but it's totally fine Toasty and the gnorcs are complete pushovers. See! There he is!"

*The two then saw Spry flying back, but it seemed like he was struggling to fly.*

"Is he okay?"

"He's probably just tired."

*Spry then got closer and crashed into the soil. His body covered in burns and bruises, a large cut on his side, and a broken leg. He attempted to say something to Spyro, but he passed out, the last thing he heard was Spyro in pure, tear-filled desperation, yelling out for Eon.*

And there it is, number five. I know its different and much heavier,I hope you liked it tho.

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