Chapter 1: All is Unknown

First story, for people who read the original chapter, i felt that kind of scenario was not my style, so im now going with what now appears in my head :D enjoy the story hopefully, i will have both mine and Shadow Effect Lock's OC's in this story

Cynder began to awake in an open area in the Valley of Avalar, as she began to move, her wings and paws ached with pain for an unknown reason, but then all of her memories flooded back into her head, which made her turn her attention to Spyro, who she could see further ahead, still unconscious from saving the world, she dashed towards him to see if he was alright, and what she found was her dragon, dulled and motionless. She nudged him with her snout, but nothing returned the gesture, she assumed the worst as she began to cry, but very quietly and rough Spyro let out a cough, signaling to her he was alive and kicking.

Meanwhile, back in Warfang, Hunter along with Guardians Terrador, Volteer and Cyril awaited for Spyro, Cynder and Ignitus to return, having not been informed of what happened in the Ring Of Fire.

"Have the scouts seen anything" said Terrador, staring through the hole in the wall the dark army's had created.

"Nothing new, we are now scouring the Valley of Avalar" Hunter said as he turned towards Terrador, "But im certain they are safe, but like you and the others friend, i still fear the worst".

"I hope they made it out safely" Cyril spoke as he joined Terrador

Volteer was about to speak but both Cyril and Terrador turned their heads towards him, so he did not speak

Cynder had tried carrying Spyro, but she was exhausted and was in too much pain from her paws and wings to carry him, there was also the problem of not knowing where they were.

"Spyro, i wished you were awake, i barely know the valley, i need your help" Cynder was very saddened in her voice as she knows Spyro will not recover that quickly.

"C...Cyn...Cynder" Spyro was trying his hardest to speak words, but his body refused him to do so.

"Huh, Sp...Spyro" Cynder looked at the purple dragon, who barely managed to break a smile before coughing more.

"Wh...who do y...you...think" Spyro slowly tried to move his legs and forelegs, but he was totaled from earlier.

Cynder cried with joy as she hugged the one dragon she loved, which reminded her of what she said in the last moments, although in his current state now was not the best time to bring it up.

"I think we should rest here for a while, you need your rest" Cynder laid her right paw on his forehead, stroking it soothingly till the purple dragon fell asleep of pure exhaustion. Soon after Cynder did the same.

The next day the sun was shining bright above the sky, and trees were swaying in the wind beautifully.

Spyro awoke, feeling slightly restored but he knew better, this energy would fade quickly, but luckily he had Cynder, which he noticed was curled up next to him, not that he minded, he attempted to get up, and managed to stand at the least, but being so careful not to wake Cynder, who slept so peacefully in front of him. As he tried to walk he felt his bones and muscles aching having still not recovered.

Cynder woke quietly enough to not catch Spyro attention, who barely walked at all. She admired him as he carefully made his way to a small flowing river. He took a few laps of water before turning to see Cynder standing up, which caused him to jump and fall on his haunches. She strode toward him, as he continuously attempted to stand, finally doing so just as she was in inches of his snout.

"Do i not get a good morning from the dragon who saved the world" She stood right in front of him, their eyes locked in each others.

"Morning Cynder, im guessing you had a good sleep", he tried his best to pull an innocent face. "I was just trying to see if i could walk"

"Yes i did, but don't try that face on me" She still had some concern over his scales, but they slowly began to redeem their purple glow.

"So you wouldn't consider helping me walk would you" Spyro pulled a smirk, as Cynder returned it she lowered allowing Spyro to place a foreleg on her neck, keeping him balanced.

As they travel through the valley, he was enjoying every moment of her being so close to him, and she had the same feeling streaming through her scales and body.

Soon Spyro and Cynder try to fly, with Spyro significantly slower due to the pain his wings gave him. Cynder remained by his side, ready in case he dropped from the sky or something happened.

Cyril was sitting in his quarters, since soon after the world was recreated by Spyro, the moles began fast construction of Warfang, but haven't done north wall yet as they have been to preoccupied.

Terrador entered, carrying a note from the scouts.

"Cyril, the scouts have sent a report". Terrador spoke with both pride and fear

"Oh, what does it say"

(A/N sorry, this date is randomly made up, but i might have some kind of day, month and year system)

23rd Hearthfire 1000 DE (Draconic Era)

We have searched most of the valley, and the only result we have is dragon footprints, 2 sets, headed to Warfang, we followed them but it looks like they took off, we are unsure if it is Spyro, Cynder and Ignitus, we are slightly puzzled by only 2 sets of footprints, no conclusions yet, but i feel we are close.

May the sands of the desert whisk in the wind,
Ghost

Report End

"Well that is better news than nothing" Cyril was pondering on the situation.

"I suppose we will just have to see what happens. and hope they live for us to see them again" Terrador left Cyril in his quarters to ponder.

Spyro and Cynder had been keeping a slow and steady pace, with Spyro directing while Cynder supported him when he began to wince at the pain he was experincing.

"Spyro, are you ok?" Cynder was concerned and was not to keen on the idea of Spyro flying about just after he got up.

"I'm ok, Warfang is not far away now" Spyro tried his best not to show any signs of pain, but he knew Cynder would still spot this.

"Ok then, if you're ok then i am too" Cynder was still concerned on the inside.

After 15 minutes of flying Warfang was in sight, the walls still gleaming, besides the north wall being partly destroyed, the city looked better than ever.

"Look Cynder, Warfang is just a few minutes away" Spyro felt a new surge of determination and soared into the air, Cynder was caught by surprise by this but immediatly followed him.

Ghost had been trying to locate the dragons from the footprints he found, but because the dragons took to the air, he couldn't do anything.

"Alright cheetahs, i think we should return, theres nothing else for us to find".

One of the cheetah's spoke out among the search party, "What about Master Spyro and Mistress Cynder".

"We will research the valley tommorow, for now lets head back to Warfang, i will inform Master Terrador of our current situaution when we arrive.

All the cheetahs agreed to this, and with a motion of Ghost's paw, they all sprinted in the direction of Warfang.

"10-15 minutes and we will be there sir" said another one of the cheetahs

"Alright, full sprint" And once he said that he sprinted forward, dissapearing like a ghost, hence the nickname.

Alright, the first chapter is ready for publishing, i've been so preoccupied with stuff i havn't been able to find the time to write this, but now im on a roll, so i can begin publishing the next chapter soon.

I do not own any of the Spyro charecters, i only own my OC's (Ghost...more to come)

Review on tips and give constructive critisim, any flames i will block them.

SXC :)