Spyro: Dragoon

Ch.4

"What makes you think that?" Asked Cynder a little annoyed that Zephyr found out that she and Spyro were in love. "All I did was read both your thoughts." He responded chuckling a bit. "Our thoughts are private, and shouldn't be invaded." said Spyro. "Private to you maybe, but i consider only my friends thoughts private, not strangers. Since were not friends then your thoughts aren't private to me." Responded Zephyr. Spyro and Cynder didn't like what they heard, and weren't sure if Zephyr was reading their thoughts right now. "By the looks on your faces your wondering if I'm reading your thoughts right now, well I'm not, I got all what i needed to learn without invading into anything that i consider private for a stranger." He said. Spyro and Cynder were a little relieved about what they heard, but they were a little suspicious on what Zephyr really was, since they never seen or heard of the armor Zephyr was wearing who was still covered in blood from the apes he just killed. "So are you two going to help me or not." Asked Zephyr who was getting a little ticked off from all this waiting. "Okay what would you like us to do to help you?" Asked Spyro. "Can one of you get my bag and bring it over here, but leave the my weapons were they are, and the other can retrieve my sword." He said feeling a little bit happier knowing that they were finally getting somewhere. Spyro went off to get the bag while Cynder went off to retrieve the sword, she was having a little trouble finding the sword, since there were plenty of swords on the ground and they were all different. Spyro returned with the bag complaining on how heavy it was. "Cynder, you having trouble over?" asked Spyro. "Yeah. I cant find anywhere, its like it just disappeared." She said a little frustrated. Spyro went over to assist her while Zephyr sifted through his bag looking for something. After a bit they found Zephyr's sword underneath a dead ape. After getting a good look at it the blade part was black and the hilt was white with a blue wings engraved on it. Cynder picked it up by the hilt in her mouth and brought it over to Zephyr who found what he was looking for, it was a small box with a red cross on it. She dropped the sword by him and stepped back not taking her eyes off of him in case he tries anything funny. Zephyr quickly grabbed his sword quickly and put on his side where it stayed as if it were glued to the armor. Then he opened the box and took out a bottle and laid it on the ground and then took out a small roll of paper and layed it on the ground with the bottle. Next he removed part of the armor where he was injured on his leg, as he removed it Spyro and Cynder saw that his leg had black scales and there was a deep cut wound on it, Zephyr let out a whistle of surprise at what he saw "That is surprising and cool at the same time." He said as he saw his right leg. "What you didn't have scales last you checked yourself?" asked Spyro. "No, for my people this isn't normal, nor is it a rare thing." Said Zephyr answering Spyros' question. Zephyr then took out a roll cloth from the box and whipped up the blood that was coming out of the wound, then he took the bottle and shook it and pressed down on the top part of it and out came a clear mist came out of it and landed on his leg, he sprayed it a few more times then set it down, then he grabbed the roll of cloth and started wrapping it around the wound. After wrapping it around a few times he tore off the roll from the cloth around his leg, then he set down the roll then started taking off his chest plate and saw that his chest also changed but with a white scales surrounded by black. "humph doesn't surprise me now." he said about the changes to his midsection, then he saw that the wound on his side was only a just a scratch and didn't pay it much attention and put the chest plate back on but left the leg armor off, he then put the bottle and roll of cloth back into the bag and made sure that his sword was still on his hip then slowly go to his feet making sure that he applied very little pressure on his bad leg picked up his bag and hobbled towards his rifle and pistol that he dropped on the ground and summoned his daggers towards him and grasped them with his hands and put them back into their secret compartments while Spyro and Cynder watched him. Cynder watching him just in case he pulled something sneaky because she thought it was a little to convenient about him knowing about the apes in the bushes. Spyro was watching him because he was trying to figure out what Zephyr was and what he was doing.

Zephyr didn't like how he was being watched so carefully by Cynder like he was a threat to them, since he was a victim as well. He reached his guns and knelt down and Picked them up, placing the rifle across his back and the pistol on right leg. He tried to get up but collapsed down to the ground, he cursed to himself and tried to get back up but couldn't. He then summoned a branch that had snapped of from a tree when his pod came on down, he used the branch to get himself to his feet and began hobbling towards his pod. As he reached it he dropped his bag next to it and climbed right into it and disappeared from view.

"What do you think he is doing in there?" asked Spyro as he saw Zephyr disappear from view into the strange object. "I don't know but I don't like it." responded Cynder. Just then a bag came out followed by Zephyr. They then started walking towards him slowly  and cautiously.

As Zephyr entered his drop pod he found his backpack and started packing up anything that he was going to need while he was on this strange new planet. Ammo, spare parts, medical supplies, food and cleaning equipment went into the bag. He then came across a picture that was on his seat. He picked it up, and on it was him, his brother Jericho and two cousins Jean and Jacky and all his friends from the original first platoon of D company all smiling with joy. Most of his friends are dead. He pocketed the picture and tossed his backpack out of his drop pod and climbed out after it. This time he was careful enough not to land so hard on the ground, took his rifle of his back and propped it up against the pod next to him and sat down with his back against the pod facing Spyro and Cynder as they walked towards him. then he saw some movement off to the side of them in the same bushes the apes came out of, this time they heard it to and turned to face what ever was going to appear out while Zephyr had his rifle trained on the place and out came another figure with in full armor like Zephyrs. Zephyr let out a sigh of relief and waved the figure over towards him but the stranger had his rifle pointed at Spyro and Cynder. Zephyr saw this and shouted towards the fellow mercenary. "No don't, they are not the enemy." "Not yet anyway!" Responded the unknown mercenary. "That is just like you Jericho, now get over here and help me!" shouted Zephyr towards Jericho. "Okay, I'll be right there little brother." Said Jericho as he carefully made his way towards his brother still keeping his weapon trained on Spyro and Cynder and making sure he didn't trip over the dead apes that littered the area. When he made to Zephyr he picked him up and quickly gave him a hug. "I thought I lost." he said happily and relieved. "Hey you know me, it takes more than a crash and a little opposition to get rid of me." he said returning the hug. They ended the hug and Jericho helped set Zephyr down onto the ground and noticed what happened to his leg. "What happened to your leg Zephyr?" asked Jericho "Got that while I was fighting those things over there." He answered. "No not that, why is it different?" He asked. "I don't know I just woke up found out about it after I took off that part of the armor after receiving an injury there." Zephyr answered again "And frankly it's kind of cool." He added. "Looks like I'm not going anywhere anytime fast, don't suppose you two know where I can rest and recover safely." He said "And without incident" towards Cynder, who just glared angrily at him. "Yeah of course we do, there is a city not far from here where you could get some help, just follow us." Said Spyro. "I don't think we can trust them Zephyr, i get the feeling they are leading us into a trap." "Will you quite being over protective, if they wanted to kill us they would have done so a long time ago." "You were always the trusting one." "That's why I am who I am right now, unlike you mister shoot first ask questions later." And with that Jericho let out a huff of dissatisfaction as he gathered up Zephyr's gear and picked him up and told Spyro they were ready to go.

Time went by and Zephyr and Jericho learned a bit from Spyro and Cynder, well Jericho did anyway. As it was getting late they decided to make camp for the night.