The Legend of Spyro: Truth of Convexity

"STOP…!!!! THEIF…!" An infuriated dragon yelled as a small purple dragon ran down the street, his purple eyes wide with terror. He ran and ran with a large brown dragon in hot pursuit. "Get back here you little whelp!" He continued to run until he saw the front gate. "Close the gate!!!!" the large brown dragon yelled and instantly a large stone door that gradually descended as time went on. The young dragon's eyes widened as he picked up his pace. When he was about three feet away from the door the purple dragon slid on his side into the opening tail first but before he kept going he reached back out to grab the backpack he dropped, just in the nick of time before the door closed with a heavy thud. There was outraged roar from the other side of the door and the purple dragon sighed in relief and continued his trek.

He walked outside of town and took one last glance back at it before he ran down the trail. As he was walking he went to a small lake to take a drink. As he drank he looked at his reflection. He had purple scales with a bright gold underbelly that seem to glint with a faint metal sheen, horns and spines that ran down his back. Golden horns lied on his head that curved as they went higher with golden fin-scales running in between them. His shiny ivory claws glinting in the waning light of the sunset. On his neck was a silver band that seemed to be there forever with a sapphire in the middle. He stood on his hind legs and snapped his wings out and looked over the dark orange membrane. They were too small to carry him in real flight so for the moment all he could do was glide. 'Why did I have to be purple?' He thought to him-self. 'No one wants a dragon like us just because of the color of our scales.' He sighed as he turned and walked down the path.

He walked for a good few hours until he came across the totem that he used as a marker to find his way home. He walked for a few more minutes until he reached a small hill with an opening in the center. He broke into a jog as he came near and entered. "I'm back." He called into the cave. As he entered deeper a soft feminine voice called back.

"Hey bro…," said the fairly weak voice. Inside the cave was another purple dragon with the same purple orbs of the other. She had light purple scales and light pink wings with a small white blade protruding from each of them. Two large straight horns that shine like polished silver protrude from the top of her head with two far shorter horns in between them. A large pink bony crest runs from her brow to the middle of her neck. Just like her bother, she too had a silver band around her neck but it had a ruby in the middle. An arrowhead shaped tail blade that seem to throw a pink flash whenever it moved. She actually had a slender figure like most dragoness do but with a little more muscle due to the hard life she lives. She gave a weak smile to her brother who smiled back.

"Hey Amethyst, how are you doing?" he asked gently. She groaned in reply.

"No better than the last time you asked." She said with a weak chuckle. "So how'd it go Spyro?" He shook his head.

"I had to steal again; they wouldn't hire me to do anything."

"Because of your color..." She interjected. He solemnly nodded. They had been living like this for the past six years, constantly stealing to survive and trying to find some kind of employment to support them. But no one would associate with them just because they were purple. Ever since their parents died when Spyro was three years old and Amethyst was two years. They lived in caves and constantly had to move every few weeks because of what they do to survive.

Spyro sighed as he rested the bag on the floor and rummaged through it. He took out a small canister that had a few pills in it and hobbled over to his sister. "Here I got you some more medicine." He took a pill out and placed it in her mouth, where she proceeded to chew and swallow. He rested his wing on her forehead and let out a sigh of relief as her temperature went down. For a few weeks Amethyst had stomach pains and massive spikes in temperature. Every now and then she would have a headache but they only lasted for a few days. This all confused his but he was able to snatch a medicine for them.

"Thanks Spy…" she said with a little more energy. He smiled down at her and went over to the bag again. He then took out a few pieces of bread, some herbs and water. He placed the herbs in a bowl shaped rock and mixed them with the water. He then took a deep breath and blew a steady stream of fire below it to heat it up. Amethyst watched her brother intently, wanting to learn how to breathed fire as well. A couple of years ago Spyro first breathe fire when they were attacked by a horde of gnorks. They capture her and tried to take her away until Spyro saved her by shocking her, the gnorks and himself by breathing a blazing inferno from his mouth roasting them alive. Ever since that day he's been practicing how to control it and manipulate it with little success.

'I wonder when Spyro will teach me how to do that.' She thought. 'I mean I'm old enough to, so why won't he teach me?' Such questions filled her head as she continued to watch him. He finally thought that it was warm enough and mixed it around with his claw. He then walked over to Amethyst and told her to drink. She did as such, opening her mouth to let the warm liquid flow down her throat and into her stomach. After pouring about half of the herb tea into her mouth he rested it on the floor and went and broke the bread in half and brought the bag with him.

He laid down next to her and draped his wing over her back to keep her warm as he placed the bag in front of him. Apparently he swiped quite a load of berries for them to last at least 'til the morning. They ate in silence, just enjoying one another's presence until they fell asleep, praying and hoping for a better tomorrow

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The sun rose over the settlement coming to rest inside the cave where Spyro and Amethyst slept, huddled together to retain warmth. Amethyst woke up with a big yawn, showing all of her canines. She felt a heck of a lot better now, her sickness seem to have just left her like that. She gave a stretch and looked down at her brother for a moment and watched him sleep, seeing how peaceful he looked. This actually had been the most peaceful she has ever seen him since their parents died. It was a sad day; they were just walking around the forest with the children on their back. Suddenly a group of apes jumped out of the bushes and attacked. They did their best to ward them off and protect themselves until another dragon came. They thought he was there to help and continued holding their own. That is… until he attacked them. He killed them quickly and without mercy and cast their bodies aside as if they were mere ragdolls. He slowly approached the children, hoping to kill them both but was stopped by a bright blast of light. He flew off and their mother and father walked to them but collapsed when they got near. She could still remember the last words they said to them. A tear fell as she recalled the memory.

"Spyro, Amethyst my children be strong for we will always be watching." said their mother.

"Draw strength from each other and follow your heart, it will never fail you." With that their father fell to the floor, dead.

"My children, do not fight for revenge but for the safety of those you love, make this promise to me."

"We promise mom." Amethyst said as she came back to reality. She finally realized she had tears streaming down her face and she buried her head in Spyro's side and cried softly. The young purple dragon awoke to this and saw what was happening.

"Hey Ame…," He whispered softly. "What's wrong?"

"I miss mom and dad." She cried.

"I miss them too Ame."

"Why did that dragon have to do it? Why?" She shouted, pounding her fist on the floor. Spyro sighed and wrapped his wings around her to comfort her.

"Ame if it weren't for them we wouldn't be here right now. I think they wanted us to live and be happy…"

"But we're not happy…!" She loudly interjected, still crying in his side. "Nobody wants us because we're not normal. We don't have blue or green or any other regular color scales, we're purple. We just want to live a normal life but we can't. Why? Because we have to steal just to survive and we have to keep moving to avoid being seen and killed. Why couldn't we…" Spyro shushed her with a paw and looked at her sternly.

"Listen to me Amethyst… granted we can't live a normal life because we're orphans and because we're purple but that doesn't mean we should give up on life. We do what we do to survive, not for our own selfish reasons. I know that we move a lot but due to whatever happening out there we have to. Now let's go we gotta keep going." He finally stood up and walk towards the back pack. He placed it on his back and warmed up the last of the tea from last night. He gave it to Amethyst and she drank the rest. They then proceeded to walk out of the cave and start their trek to who ever knows where.

Hey all this Shadow or Shade193 but call me Shadow. Anyways this is my first fanfic on FF so I want the flat out truth. Also I would like to thank my writing mentors Iceflame1019 from DA and Slasher EclipseSight on FF for all their encouragement and advice.

Spyro belongs to Sierra and Amethyst belongs to Slasher EclipseSight.

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