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Legend of Spyro AoH BkII Ch.6

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Snarl led the black dragon back to the edge of the burned village. The other warriors of his pack followed at a distance, never taking their eyes off the dragon. At last they arrived at the edge of the village. Several of the wolves had been stationed at the edge of the forest to prevent any of the villagers from escaping.
"Alpha!" Snarl knelt down and bowed. "I have brought your guest whom you have been expecting."
From the darkness came an old grey wolf. His long bane was tied into long, beaded strands that clicked together as he moved. He was covered in scars from past fights and the blood of the warriors of the village.  Snarl looked up and his yellow eyes widened. The darkness of the forest shrouded his pack's leader the same way it had with the dragon.
"Thank you." The black dragon stepped past the wolf and stood before the Alpha leader and stared into his glowing purple eyes. The darkness around both creatures swirled into a whirlwind of black fire. The wolves all shrank back and pinned their ears to their heads. Their grip on their weapons tightened should their leader require assistance.
All at once two dragons manifested from the dark aura. Snarl's eyes jerked from one to the other; both looked identical to the other.
"Now, join me." The dragon said with a smile. The Alpha growled and knelt to one knee. The beast began to glow with electrical energy. The wolves all shielded their eyes as the light grew brighter. As the light began to die down there was a loud snap from the trees behind the group of canines. The warriors turned to see a shadow standing before them. The figure froze for a split second then took off.
"After him!" Snarl growled. "Don't let him get away!"
The wolves barked and snarled at each other as they scrambled after their prey. Snarl turned back to the dragon and the Alpha to see only the dragon stood there with the cloud of darkness floating at his feet.
"Alpha?" Snarl looked around frantically trying to find a trace of his pack's leader.
"Your Alpha is part of me now." The dragon replied and turned to face him with brilliant. glowing purple eyes.
"What!" Snarl raised his sword, ready to attack the teenage dragon.
"Stand down!" The dragon ordered. Much to Snarl's own surprise he froze. "I am now deeming you the new Alpha of your pack." The wolf's ears perked up at that. "Your leader stumbled upon my broken spirit." The dragon's aura subsided. "There are still many pieces on my spirit scattered throughout this world. I need you and your people to help me gather the broken remains."
Snarl narrowed his yellow eyes at the dragon. "Why should we help you dragon? Your kind has always held yourselves above all others, so why ask us for our help now?"
"Because." The dragon's aura manifested into the large dragon again. "I know how your kind feels about mine. I feel the dragons of this world need to be exterminated for what they have done to me."
Snarl held his nose up and curled his lips, revealing his yellow fangs. "What's in it for me and my pack?"
The manifested dragon smiled. "I can give you anything your hearts desire." His eyes locked with Snarl's. "And judging by what I see in you, power is what you crave the most." Snarl's eyes turned to slits. "If you so desire, I can make you not only my leading general, but my immediate second in command." When Snarl did not answer, the dragon continued. "I will give you the power your kind is legendary for to use freely whenever you so wish."
A grin spread across Snarl's mouth. "That's a good start dragon. But what about right now? You just killed one of my brothers in cold blood. How will you make up for that? My kind don't take lightly to having our kin slaughtered."
The dragon narrowed his eyes and peered into the wolf's mind. The darkness had already manifested within the beast and the dragon used it to his advantage. "It was not me who took your friend's life. I meant him no harm. He left me no choice right from the beginning." Snarl looked down at the ground and clenched his fist so tight around his weapon that the handle shattered causing splinters to puncture his skin. "But if you insist on taking revenge for your dead comrade, how about you exact your revenge on the ones who cause all your misfortunes." Snarl looked up at the dragon. "For starters..." The dragon pressed a claw to his chin, pretending to think. "How about I give you the lives of an entire dragon city."
Snarl's eyes grew wide. "An entire city?" He gasped.
"Yes indeed." The dragon leaned in close to Snarl and the wolf could feel the chill of the dragon's dark aura. "Not just a village or a town. But a city! Hundreds of dragons will tremble in fear before you and your kind. And, should you choose, you can crush them all beneath your wake."
Snarl's grin could have split his head in two. "That's more like it."
"I though you would." The dragon nodded, seeing the darkness within the wolf's soul spread throughout his body. He gave an evil grin. "My only request, is that you bring any black dragons to me."
"I suppose if I have to." Snarl frowned at the idea of having to spare any dragons from his impending wrath. "Speaking of dragons, who are you?"
The manifested dragon gave a sinister smile. "In my past life I was called Malefor. My host here is known as Niner." He looked down at the black dragon below him. "But you may refer to me as the Dark Master."
Unbeknownst to either of them, a pair of piercing eyes watched from the cover of the tree branches just outside the light of the burning village. The falcon blinked a couple times before gliding off into the night, not even so much as making a sound.
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