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Double S: Take Two!

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For Weird-Kev27. No awesome avatar this time, he got picky and asked for a redo.

So I borrowed over 300 words from the original to save time.

Onwards.


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It was supposed to be a quiet night. Tomorrow was the opening day of the annual Dragon Games, and everyone needed to get up early to get ready. Save for some guards, everyone in the Dragon Kingdom was asleep; the elders, the hunters, the farmers, and the young were cuddled up in their beds and dreaming of what awesome stunts will performed for the opening ceremony.

But they woke to the sound of ‘nah-nah-nah, heh-heh!’

The thieves really knew only one thing. Steal whatever isn’t nailed down and run. Even after one small purple dragon had torched over a hundred of their fastest thieves, they still decided to hit the nursery and take the eggs for a quick buck.

And Spyro just wasn’t in the mood. He had been lined up for the Games for months, and he hadn’t been sleeping well. So when he heard the cry of the guards declaring the arrival of the thieves, he woke into a sour mood. No games this time, just torch and go back to sleep.

Thankfully, the other dragons started to herd the thieves into the jail, but two red-robe thieves managed to slip away and run off into the woods. Spyro sighed as he charged head-on after them. The first one fell easily; obviously he never heard about the purple dragon of justice that hunted thieves. The second thief took one long at his fallen comrade and hit the thrusters.

Which lasted a total of five seconds as he ran into the blunt part of a golden hook on a wooden pole.

“Who’s there?” Spyro asked, drowsiness dripping into his voice.

“Just me, a bush!” The bush replied with a chipper voice.

“Not in the mood for bad jokes. Come out or I’ll burn the bush!” Spyro called out. A sigh came from the bush and out came a anthropomorphic raccoon clad in blue carrying a golden hook cane. “Oh…it’s you.”

“You recognize me?” Asked the raccoon.

“Sly Cooper, right?” Spyro sat down, his eyelids starting to droop. “One of my…successors?”

“In a weird way, yeah. We do have a liking towards shiny things and bottles.” Sly smiled.

“…you’re not going to just steal that egg, are you?”

“Maybe.” Sly started to lean back and forth.

“I’ve caught and burned over hundred thieves.” Spyro threatened. “And you will no different.”

“Really?” Sly chuckled. “Sounds like a challenge.” He motioned towards the egg lying in the soft grass. Spyro took several steps forward, smoke billowing from his nostrils as the fire inside of him building up. The egg would survive. Sly would need a doctor though.

“Don’t even think about it.” Spyro growled.

“Just my favorite words!” And with those words, Sly swiped the egg with a wave of his arm and dashed off the cliff side into the valley below. Spyro took a second to react before diving in. Sly had already made fast progress treating the loose earth as a ski run. Spyro curled himself into a ball and rolled down to gain the necessary speed to catch up.

“HAND IT OVER!” Spyro yelled as he and Sly were face-to-face.

Sly flashed a smile back towards the furious dragon before he jumped onto a cliff. He waved good-bye as Spyro slid past him. Gritting his teeth, Spyro slowed his descent and charged uphill as fast as he could on the loose dirt slide. Sly had already started to climb back on, but he didn’t have the strength of the purple dragon, and there wasn’t anything here to use his thieves skills on.

After all, Spyro’s world had no use for random objects for someone to climb around.

“GIVE IT BACK!”

“…never!” Sly replied as dug his cane into a crack in a rock pile. Using all of his strength, he flung himself higher up the slide. Spyro continued his ascent as normally. It was a race, Spyro was making slow continuous progress, while Sly made fast, yet episodic progress.

“Just give up Cooper!” Spyro shouted as he tore up the hill.

“I’ll tell you what!” Sly replied as he landed on a cliff. “Beat me to the top and I’ll hand the egg over.”

“Deal!” Spyro smiled for the first time tonight as he started to flap his wings in motion with his strides. He quickly pasted by Sly and reached the top. He took several deep breaths before talking again.

“HA! NOT AS FAST AS YOU…think…oh…I’m a idiot.”

True to Spyro’s revelation, Sly had fallen down into the valley, and was running as fast as he could. The portal that took him near was near by, so he would escape with his prize.

Spyro roared like animal, and then he dived after Sly. No gliding this time, he flew down like a bullet out a gun. The air around him tore into him like a shear, but getting that egg back was more important.

Sly heard the sound of rushing air coming closer. A quick look back to see the angry bomb coming after him, and he hit the road like the devil himself was on this tail. The portal was just ahead, but Spyro was coming closer with every passing second.

The result was sadly not in Sly’s favor.

Spyro crashed right into his back, causing him to drop the egg and get sent flying into the portal. The egg nearly rolled into the portal, but Spyro stopped it just a inch away. Before Spyro could even decide to go after Sly or return the egg, the portal closed. Sly’s partners must have closed the portal once Sly came rolling in.

“Oh well. He wouldn’t be around here anymore.” Spyro sighed as he turned around with egg in tow to go home and get some sleep.

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“Sly? You okay?”

“Well, my shoes are ruined, and I think my back is broken.”

“Told ya I should have come along.”

“Not now, Murray.”

“So…Sly.”

“Yeah, Bentley?”

“Why did you decide to steal from a dragon?”

“Why not?”
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