OK, first off, if there is ever some disclaimers I need to put, then of course, I don't own the Spyro series. And before you read this, this will involve my fan character named Crevasse, which is explained in my profile. And this is the first time I'm writing a fic, so please forgive my lameness.

The Holy Dragoness of the Dark Chapter 1

Where do I live in this peaceful realm?
I know not of what I have destroyed...
In fact, I am not the one who is the base of this destruction.
Please... help me...

It was midnight, and everyone was asleep, as usual. Silence is heard among the realm, and nothing happens until dawn. But there was one dragon who was not feeling the peace of the night, a black dragon who needed to be with someone.

"Please... help me..."

This was no other than the young dragon named Cynder. Lying in her is a hidden power that no one can control, and that evil spirits sometimes haunts her.

"I can't live like this anymore..." she said. Her heart was crying silently and endlessly... crying for help... a help that she knows not of.

Morning eventually came, and things started to happen. Spyro and Sparx were doing their usual favor of keeping and ensuring the safety of their homes. Crevasse was present in the realm then, hiding in the cave which contains his belongings.

While Spyro was walking and Sparx went back to sleep (ROFL he had insomnia previously), Spyro came across the edge of the cliff of the dragon homes. There, he found Cynder, who was spacing out, starting past the cliff. "Spyro..." she began to talk slowly and softly.
"There seems to be something wrong?" Spyro immeadietly replied.
"Can you... help me?..."
"Help you on what?"
"I... I don't know... I just don't feel entirely right..."
"Huh? WHat do you mean by that?"
"It's either I feel incomplete, or I am feeling too much... but... thank you for soming here. YOur mere presence comforst me even a little..."
"Are you sure you're not just thinking too much?"
"It's not that...I just... need someone to know me... know what my problem really is..."
"You really shouldn't worry much. We're always here."
"...Thank you, Spyro... you have been so concerned about me that I..."

Then suddenly, the big blue Hound-Dragon is heard from behidn them. "Everyone must be aware, I don't have a good feeling about whatever's gonna happen." Crevasse said. "Who's he?" Cynder asks. "Ah, that's Crevasse, one of the newest to appear in the realm. He's very wisdomic and smart, but never should you ask about how smart he is." Spyro explained.
"Cynder is the name, correct?" Crevasse asks. Cynder gives a slow nod to him. "I will have to discuss something with you. Follow me to my lair." He immeadietly commands. "You have to trust him, almost none of his actions are dangerous." Spyro then explained.

And Cynder then followed. She felt an aura of power as she gets near Crevasse. When they were finally there, she stopped quickly as she slowly felt darkness occupying her soul. She groans and screams in pain after a short period of time. She couldn't fully resist the power that was engulfing her. She felt pain here and there. "This is it. It's her." Crevasse said. Cynder continues to cry in pain as darkness tries to occupy her mind. "O Masamang Ispirito, mawala ka ngayon din! Ako ang dragon ng Thalaria, matakot ka sa akin!" Chants Crevasse. Suddenly, Cynder regains control, and a black mist escapes her body. "Are you alright?" Crevasse asks. "N...no..." says the weak and battered Cynder as she slowly faints. "Help me, Spyro..." was her words before she fainted. "This is bad news," Crevasse thinks, "what is supposed to be one of the most powerful became one of the most dangerous..." he exclaims. Then suddenly, Spyro charges in. "I heard some screams here, what happened?!" he asks. "Spyro... she's better taken care of in your hands... protect her from the things that enter her soul..."

Now, Cynder's thoughts are lost ina dream (nightmare?). She was inside some sort of purple vortex that had rocks as the walking surface inside this immobile vertex. The arrangement of the rocks are spiral-ish in such a way that it leads to the center. As she was walking, she heard various voices coming from the pits of the vortex. She seemed to recognize one voice, which said "Where are you?". "...Spryo?..." was her reaction. Time by time, she would hear the voice while she was walking towards the center. Eventually, she got there. Located there was a small, thick post with a glowing violet portal. A Voice from there spoke to her. "So, you're back." the voice said. "Who are you? Why do you know me?" she immeadietly asks.
"Seems like you really have lost your memory, Cynder. You should at least not forget the power that lies within you."
"No, I don't want this power anymore! I don't want anyone touching with it, either!"
"You must gain back what you have lost! For without it, our purpose will never be fulfilled."
"...our? I have something to do with you?"
"You will feel it, right here... right... now!"
Then suddenly, she gets sucked in the portal, where there is no light present. Suddenly, she feels the same pains that she previously had. "You will once again serve my purpose. You will follow me, your previous master!" the voice said. "Aaaargh... no... never... again..." the black dragon tries hard to speak properly. "There is no one that can stop us once again." the voice exclaims. "Spyro... please... help... me!..." she cries out. Then suddenly, a purple element pushes her off unbalanced, which unseemingly left her unconscious in the dream...

Heh, this is the first time I'm writing a fic, so then again, please forgive my lameness.