Chapter 1
Spyro woke up with a start, as he looked around in confusion. "What happened?" he wondered. Then it all came flooding back to him, Malfor, Ignitous, Cynder, Cynder!, Where was she? He quickly tried to get up only to fall, he sighed and tried again but slower.
He glanced at the area for the black dragon. Over to his left, she was face down out on the ground. He slowly walked over to Cynder and collapsed next to her. He wrapped his golden wing on her side right as vision went dim.
Cynder suddenly felt unnaturally warm as she woke up. Her eyes cracked open as she felt the source of warmth on her side. She turned her head to see Spyro's wing on her side. "Does he like me? After all I've done?" She assumed. Part of her wanted to stay snuggled in his warmth. "No," She thought firmly. "I should see what's around."
As she struggled to get up thoughts pierced her aching mind, how did they get out of the core? Where were they? Suddenly Cynder gave a shrill ear-piercing screech as she heard something snap and fell flat. Spyro's head instantly shot up and found her.
Spyro rushed over to her, "Cynder, what happened?" he said while helping her up. She was whimpering with tears brimming in her eyes. "I don't know, I tried to get up and I heard something break." Spyro looked at her tenderly. "Are you ok?" She tried to get up and felt a sensation like fire creep up her leg. She drew a sudden intake of breath and fell again.
"Hang on, wait here." he said thinking quickly. "Like I was going to do what, run away?" she muttered.
He came back a little while later with armfuls of red crystals. He crushed them on the ground near her and the particles drifted over to one of her hind legs. She gave a heavy sigh and slumped down to the grass.
He circled behind her and climbed onto her back. Cynder was too tired to complain as he wrapped his arms around her. She only groaned as he flapped his wings gaining altitude.