THE LEGEND OF SPYRO: PSY'S JOURNEY

No, your eyes do not deceive you, this is a new fic by your favorite hack writer metal! yea I said I was done but screw that when I get an idea for a fic it just nags me until I write it so here I am again. This one leaves off a couple of years after Gale of Darkness. To those who submitted OC's, they will be in the fic, but a majority wont be introduced until a couple of chapters in, save for Pleneko's and Ruriks (they got in on the ground floor when this was just an idea, so they get dibs lol) now then, the first question you may have is 'why is psy still young when spyro and the rest from GoD are adults?' in this universe the chronicler dragons age at half the rate of normal dragons like spyro. (a little deus ex maybe, but its my fic so once again, screw it.) Without further delay, heres my latest hack job!

CHAPTER 1-IT BEGINS

"This sucks." Psy said tossing his homework scrolls on the floor by the door to his room as he entered and fell straight onto his bed. He exhaled deeply as he felt his chest push against the bed with his purposeful breaths. "Why couldn't another bad guy show up after Malefor?" He said to himself after rolling onto his back and staring blankly at the ceiling. Since there was no longer a realm threatening evil to combat, the now adult dragons decided the best thing for the hundred or so hatchlings they now found themselves caring for would be to educate them. This obviously wasn't very popular with the young ones. Psy cherished the brief moments he got to relax between school and his special sparring training with his dad. Psy was born with no magical elements of any kind, and when he was first discovered, the new elders weren't sure he had any powers. Then one day little Psy surprised everyone, and earned his name, by showing he had psychokinetic abilities matched only by the chronicler himself. By the time he was fourteen years old, his powers had sharpened immensely, and Spyro had no doubt Psy could beat any other dragon his age. He is destined to be the next chronicler, but for now, he lives with his adoptive parents.

Psy was snapped out of his trance by a knock at the door.

"Come in."

An adult Cynder pushed her head through the doorway.

"How was school today Psy? That bully Redge give you any trouble?"

Psy was very self reliant, and didn't really like to accept help from others if he thought he could handle it.

"He's not a bully, he's just a jerk who needs to be taught a lesson." Psy answered, knowing full well he could be the one to teach him said lesson.

Cynders face shifted to a look of concern.

"Leave the discipline to the adults Psy. You know how your father gets when fights break out. Imagine how he'd ground you if he found out his son was involved." She warned sternly.

"Ok mom..." he said sighing.

"Dinner will be as soon as dad comes home with your brother."

He nodded as she left the room.

He rolled onto his side and looked out onto the autumn afternoon and thought about his younger brother Cloud.

'He's so lucky he gets to miss school.' Psy thought. But these thoughts were quickly replaced with the reason why his brother gets to miss school, which was not fun at all.

Psy had gone to one of Clouds 'appointments' once, and he hasn't gone since...

Flashback

"Are we almost there? We've been flying forever!" Psy complained along side Spyro as he carried his youngest son on his back, as this was just before Cloud learned to fly.

"Warfang is a long way from the temple son. We're almost there."

"Don't be so impatient Psy!" his brother teased from behind Spyro's shoulders. He was a black dragon, with a gold underbelly, which made his name kind of ironic. His face and head structure resembled Spyro's and his tail tip was gold like his fathers but can opener shaped like his mothers. He also wore shackles around his legs and a collar made of sacred stones with weird symbols carved on them. Psy had asked why Cloud had to wear such strange looking items, and they would never give him a straight answer. He knew the collar had something to do with what they were doing now, as Cloud would sometimes come home with different colored stones replacing the old ones he had before.

He rolled his eyes and kept flying as the city's stone towers popped over the horizon. Warfang had nearly tripled in size to overflow outside the city walls and into the surrounding fields where much blood had been spilt over the years. Since lasting peace was at hand, the growth of the city ran unchecked until it became the sprawling stone metropolis they saw before them.

'Finally' He thought as they descended to a warm Manweresmall welcome, though they were losing their majority in the city as creatures of all kinds flocked to the beacon of prosperity that was Warfang.

The grandson of the professor was Clouds main reason for being here, though Psy still had no idea why. Maybe his brother was sick?

They landed and Spyro greeted Doc (like the professor, he goes by his title).

"Nice to see you again Elder Spyro." He said as he looked over to Cloud, who was now clinging to his fathers hind leg shyly.

"We...dont have to...do...that thing today...do we?" he asked with obvious fear in his voice.

'Do what?.' Psy thought as he followed his father and brother into a large stone building.

"I'm afraid so Cloud, I'll get it done as fast as I can, I promise." Doc answered.

They stopped at two large double doors that stood as tall as Spyro.

"Psy, this wont take long. Wait out here and I'll come get you when we're done ok?"

"Why cant I go with you?" Psy asked rather annoyed that he flew all this way to wait in a room.

"Because...Cloud just needs a little privacy is all."

"Then why are you going in there?" Psy countered, determined to get to the bottom of why his brother has to make this trip every two weeks, and why Cloud always came home sleeping and was put right to bed upon arrival.

"Because I'm the dad Psy."

"You always say that! What is the matter with my brother! I think I deserve to know if its something that requires him to come here every two weeks!" he snapped, getting aggravated at Spyro for treating him like a child when he fought along side him in the biggest battle the planet had ever seen.

Spyro turned to Cloud and Doc and said

"Go ahead in, I'll join you shortly."

He turned back to Psy and knelt down to his eye level with a heavy sigh.

"Psy...when your brother was born...there were a few unintended side effects of mine and Cynders...having Cloud. You see, when your mother had defeated the darkness in her soul, it was expelled from her heart, but traces of it still resided within her, undetected. When she laid your brother, he looked like a normal egg, nothing out of the ordinary. When he hatched however, we realized that Cloud would be a bit different."

Psy was hanging on his fathers every word, nodding and waiting for him to keep talking as though his life depended on it.

"The shell of the egg began to crack one morning, so I woke your mother and we watched as the first little piece chipped off. But when it did, out of the shell came a beam of dark energy that crashed right through the roof and into the sky. It was fortune that the beam did not strike me or your mother. We looked back at the egg and saw your little brother writhing in pain as more dark energy shot from his mouth with every breath in between his cries."

"So...that wasn't a shooting star that fell through our roof? I knew it!" Psy interjected during his fathers pause.

"Yes, it was a pretty ill-conceived lie, and I'm sorry we had to lie to you Psy, but you were young and we thought you would treat him differently if you found out about his...condition. Anyway, I cast a spell of holding and froze him in a time bubble. Cynder and I took Cloud to Warfang to seek the aid of the professors grandson, Doc. We kept him in Warfang for weeks while he tried to figure out why dark energy tortured him at all times he was not in my spell of holding. Eventually we found out that Cynders body had pushed the remaining darkness out of her body, unfortunately, it was passed directly into Cloud through his laying. It bound to him at birth, and now as his power grows, so too does the power of the dark passenger within him. She very nearly couldn't handle the guilt, but you and I helped her through that tough time, as you remember. The collar and clamps he wears are blessed with light and all support each other in keeping his dark passenger under control and your brother pain free."

Spyro leaned into his sons ear and with a grave voice that nearly scared Psy to death he said:

"However, as his brother I expect you to look after him. Under absolutely NO circumstances are you to ever remove his collar. Not even if he asks or begs you too, understand? NEVER REMOVE HIS COLLAR." he repeated the last line just to be sure he got that fact through.

Psy nodded, a new respect for his little brother rising within him.

"Wow...I thought he was just a little weak...but... dark energy?" Psy said softly as his father stood to his full height.

"And now you know. Do not tell your mother I told you Clouds...condition. This goes without saying that this is a family secret." he said in the normal voice Psy had grown up with.

"Yea...nobody will know, I promise." Psy said as his dad went in the double doors where the others had already entered. He caught a glimpse of what was inside said room and it nearly drained the color from his scales. His brother was restrained on a huge metal table, with not only physical bonds but also elemental bonds as well. For a brief second, he locked eyes with his brother, whose expression matched Psy's, one of fear. The door closed but it did little to hide whatever was going on inside. He heard his brothers voice cry out in pain, and then what sounded like furious anger from an unknown source as purple flashes illuminated the space between the door and the floor, he heard the crackles and arcing of raw elemental power that was his fathers might. The light from under the door then changed to a variety of colors as he heard the muffled voices of Spyro, Doc and his assistants. After a few more minutes of flashing lights, everything went quiet. A few minutes later, Spyro exited the room, holding a sleeping Cloud in his arms. Psy noticed the stones were now a different color, if they were the same stones at all.

"Ready to go?" His father asked. Psy nodded and jumped up off the bench he was sitting on and they left Warfang as quickly as they'd come.

"Hey Psy! You have fun at school today?"

He rolled over and saw that Cloud was in his room. Without knocking. Again.

"Shut up Cloud."

"Aww, are you jealous that I got the day off?" he asked trying to get a rise out of his brother. As he grew older, Cloud could manage to stay awake for longer periods after his 'appointments', which was a mixed blessing for Psy.

"Ha, not hardly. I'll take school over having to wear that gay necklace all day." He said getting the best of his younger brother immediately, the way only an older sibling could.

"Its NOT a necklace! And mom and dad said you weren't supposed to make fun of it!" he snapped. He was at the age where crying or throwing a tantrum was not an option, yet not old or tough enough to get physical with Psy and win. Though this didn't normally stop him from trying.

"They also said you arent supposed to be in my room without KNOCKING!"

Cloud growled, he knew Psy had him there.

"Whatever, dinners ready." He said leaving for the eating room. Since Spyro had become Fire Guardian he was allowed a separate wing of the temple for himself and his family, unlike the other young dragons who had seemed to come out of the woodwork since Malefors defeat. They each shared a room with another dragon of the same sex as space was tight, and the elders obviously didn't need any new hatchlings running around. This perceived privilege often caused Psy and his brother some trouble with bullies. The fact that he got his own room was huge to the other dragons, who in some cases slept 3 to a room while the temple was being expanded to accommodate all the newcomers.

After a filling dinner with his family, Psy left the temple to catch the last few rays of daylight before nightfall.

"Hey Psy!"

A familiar voice from behind him called from a distance. He turned to see his friend Januz walking briskly towards him with a few books clutched around his tail, careful to avoid the many spikes on the end of it.

Januz was quite the contrast to Psy's self reliant, and rarely fiery temper. He was a genius, to put it bluntly, and most of his time was spent snout deep in books. His light charcoal scales and grey wings accentuated the fact that he spent a lot of time indoors, and the four white horns extending from his head reminded Psy of his mothers.

"Hi Januz! Are you just now getting done with that extra homework Nero gave you?"

"Yeah, it wasn't too bad. He says that I could be the next great draconian scholar! Apparently we haven't had one of those for a while. Whats new with you?"

They started walking toward the residence wing of the temple in search of the third member of their group.

"Not much. I cant be out long, I still have to finish all the homework Flame assigned, and whatever dad wants me to do afterwards. Can you believe that? My own father giving me extra work!"

"C'mon, it cant be that bad." Januz said, which was quickly countered by a slight glare from Psy seeming to say 'are you serious? Its hard as hell!'.

"So I hear our buddy Zyrnoth got a new fish tank. Want to go check it out?" Januz said changing the subject.

"Yeah, lets go pay our goldfish friend a visit." Psy said as they both chuckled and entered the temple.

no, zyrnoth is not a goldfish, he's ruriks oc. the next update comes 1/8/2010