The Lehend of Spyro: Evolutions of a New Age

The Imortal Dragon Of Shadow

AUTHORS NOTE: This will be my first fan fiction. Any and all opinions about my work are welcome with open arms. No flaes though. This fiction is rated 'T' for language, violence, depictions of gore, and sexual situations. Please enjoy.

DISCLAMER: I do not ownany TloS characters or locations. they belong to their respective owners. I do however own any OC's that may appear.

Chapter One

Lids parted to reveal the lavender-colored eyes beneath. As Spyro lay there on his back, he gazed up to the night sky. He recognised a couple formations Ignitus, the now passed fire Guardian, had shown him at the old temple. One in particular caught his attention. Several stars gathered to make the shape of a young purple dragon.

'That wasn't there before.' he thought to himself. 'Maybe it formed after He-'

Memories of his recent past flooded the young dragons mind. Ignitus sacrificing himself so Spyro and annother could pass through the ring of fire, the Destroyer throwing itself into the volcano, the world crumbling, and Malefore.

Spyro had been prepared to fallow Ignitus to the ancestors, but words spokenby his companion brought Spyro back. Just as he was about to release his gathered energy, a black dragoness leaned in close to him and wispered three words which he barely heard over the noise.

'I love you' Spyros eyes opened wide as he recalled her.

"Cynder!" he yelled as he raised himself onto his elbows.

"Spyro!"

He turned to see who had shouted his name, but then felt them tackle him back to the ground and wrap their arms around his neck. Spyro saw a flash of black scales and realised who it was. With this, he gladly returned the embrace.

"Spyro...can't...breath."

Heat filled his face, and he releaced her. "Sorry!"

Cynder giggled lightly and followed his example. "It's alright."

Spyro was exited to lay eyes on her, but his heart sank when he did. Her body had undergone a drastic change. Not like when they escaped the crystal and found themselves three years older, this was much more... obvious.

Cynder sat on her knees, giving Spyro a decent look at her form. Her obsidion scales and crimson underbelly remained, as well as her ivory horns and blades on her wings - which were considerably bigger - and tail, but everything else seemed repositioned. Her shoulders and hips were broader and more squared, giving her a rather curvy bipedal figure. Her arms and legs were straighter and longer, but they maintained there orriginal shape. When she akwardly crossed her arms infront of her chest, Spyro noticed she had aposible thumbs on her paws... or hands.

Oblivious to her insecurities, Spyro continued to stare at her for several moments. When he was finnished, he said the only thing he could think of.

"Cynder...what the fuck happened?" He looked into her emerald eyes, and was surprised to see they were filled with anger and annoyance.

"The same thing that happened to you, whatever it is! And quit staring at me you damn perv!"

Spyro reared his head back at her comment, and was about ot retaliate with one of his own, but then he realized what she had said. He quickly examined his own figure and realized it was the same as hers, just bigger and more muscled.

"Sorry for..."

"It's okay. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that."

"No, you shouldn't have." She gave him a slight smirk which he gladly returned. "Anyhow... how long do you think we were out this time?"

She said with a shrug, "No idea. But if this is any indication," she reached over and fondled with a small horn, that resembled a goatee, that had grown on Spyros chin, "I'd say half, maybe a full year. Male dragons develope facial horns on their jawline around the age of eighteen."

"Eighteen..." Spyro then thought about how much of his life he had missed because of his powers. He was thirteen when he had met Ignitus and defeated Cynder in her dark form, fourteen when he killed Gaul and froze them on the Night of Eternal Darkness, and that was for three, or rather four, years ago. "Anny idea where we are?"

"The foliage reminds me of parts of Avalar valley, but that's my best guess."

"How long have you been awake?" he asked with a raised eyeridge.

"Only a few hours." She lied. In truth, Cynder had stayed by Spyro for almost a week while he slept. She couldn't cary his bulk, and was afraid to return to Warfang without him.

Spyro suddenly went to stand, but found it difficult and quickly fell. Cynder helped him back up and showed him how to balance himself on two legs. He nodded his thanks and looked into her eyes. With a small smile, he noticed Cynder was nearly a half foot shorter than him. He couldn't help but think she was beautiful. Even in her new body, which he thought was rather seductive.

Without thinking, Spyro grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. She didn't pull away. After a blissfull moment, he slowly pulled back and looked into her eyes that he loved so.

"You're so beautiful. You've stood by me in the darkest times of my life and given me a reason to live. Back in the center of the world, your words gave me the power to do what I had to. I love you, Cynder. I always have."

Cynder gasped and took a step back, gasping and covering her mouth. Spyro noticed tears apearing in her eyes, and just as he was abut to pannic, a broad smile spread across her face and she lept at him once again, squeeling with excitement. He fell on his back, again, and Cynder grabbed his face in her hands. Spyro was shocked by the force of her kiss, but soon found it to be the greatest sensation he had ever felt. He closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her, and intertwined his tail with hers. They layed there until they felt the sun rise on their faces.

Spyro pulled away from her, and wiped the tears from her eyes with his thumb. The light caused her emerald irises to sparkle, which made Spyro love them all the more. He kissed her once more bofore raising up onto his haunches. Cynder sat next to him on his left and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Hey Cyn?"

Cynder giggled lightly at the sudden appearance of her pet name. "Yes Spy?"

"Let's say you and I stay here for a couple days. I don't think we have a reason to rush to Warfang. I mean, it's already been months since anyone's seen us. I think we deserve a vacation, don't you?"

Cynder kissed him on the cheek, then replied, "Yes! Some alone time with you would be nice."

Spyro kissed her once again before lifting himself onto his feet and saying, "Alright then. First things first, we need to find shelter. No sence in sleeping out in the open any longer."

"I think there's a cave to the east of here."

Spyro let ou a loud chuckle before saying, "You're a terrible liar, you know."

"Excuse me!"

"Earlier you said you'd only been up for a couple of hours, but you've been up for days. Am I wrong?"

Cynder blushed slightly and turned away from him. "Truthfully, I couldn't leave you. I know it's selfish, but I was afraid of what people would've done to me if I had returned without you," she turned back to him and gestured to her form, "like this."

Spyro embraced her protectively. As he strocked the scales on her back, he said, "I understand. You were afraid. I'm actually glad you stayed. There's nothing I'd rather see than you lying beside me first thing in the morning when I wake up."

Cynder leaned back and looked him in the eyes with a mischevous look on her face. "So you and I will be sharing a bed now?"

"W-well... umm... I j-just t-t-thought..." Spyros entire face turned red at the thought of what he'd unconciously incinuated.

Cynder giggled as she lightly kissed his snout. "You're so bold... that is until someone tells you what you actually said." She then rubbed Spyros muscled chest. "Let's find that cave," she walked around him, trailing the muscles on his shoulder with a claw while she did so, "shall we?"

Spyro raised an eyeridge and followed her with an amused look on his face. "Let's."

They reached the cave around mid-afternoon. Not yet knowing how to fly in their new forms, they were forced to walk. The small crevice was halfway up a steady incline, and was just large enough for them to sleep in.

Spyro offered Cynder a hand as they climbed over the edge of the overhang in front of the opening. She placed a makeshift basket she had made on the floor and grabed a piece of fruit they had gathered while traveling. Spyro did as well and sat at the back of the cave.

"So... what now?"

Cynder shrugged her shoulders and sat nex to him. A cool breeze blew through the entrance and caused the couple to shiver. Cynder sat closer to Syro and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Cold?"

"A little. Maybe we should make a fire."

"No need." He drped a wing across her shoulders and closed his eyes.

( Song: Hot in Herre - Nelly )

Focusing onhis inner fire, Spyro managed to raise his body temperature until he was like a living furnace. Cynder sighed in comfort and placed her hand on Spyros knee. He unconciously shifted his leg, and Cynder withdrew her hand.

"I'm... sorry..."

"Don't be..." Spyro gazed into her eyes, and again kissed her without warning.

Cynder returned the kiss with a passion. She grasped his shoulders and leaned back, pulling him on top of her as she did so. Spyro braced himself with his arm so to keep most of his weight off of her and intertwined their tails.

After a blissfull moment, Cynder felt somethig press against her leg and gasped back when she realized what it was. Spyro raised himself onto his knees to reveal his throbing member. Cynder gasped at its incredible size, and Spyros face began to heat up in embarasment.

"Damn! Uh... Cy-Cynder... I'm...uh..."

Spyro went ot move and cover himself, but Cynder wrapped her legs around his waist. Confused, Spyro turned to see an incredibly lustfull expression on her face. She reached up and pulled Spyro back down by his chin horn.

When his face was an inch from hers, she said, "Shut the hell up and fuck me." Spyros eyes turned into saucers before Cynder kissed him and shoved her tongue into his mouth.

Spyro was stunned for a moment befor he returned the motion. Their togues danced in each others mouth for several more moments before Spyro broke the kiss and looked Cynder in the eye, their muzles barely an inch apart.

"You sure?"

"Of course. I want you inside me spyro... now!"

Spyro gulped and shifted his hips until he was above her now-moist opening. He began lowering himself and felt the head slide into her. She took a quick intake of breath and dug her claws into his shoulders. Spyro stopped and when she was ready, she nodded for him to continue.

He slowly continued utill a third of his shaft was inside her. He felt a fleshy wall and withdrew utill his head was all that remained. He then quickly shoved his entire length into her, tearing through the wall and claiming the dragoness' virginity as she claimed his.

Cynder released a roar of pure agony and bit down on the side of Spyros neck, tears streaming from her eyes. He grunted as he felt blood poor, but did nothing to stop her. Cynder soon released him and fell back breathing heavily.

"You okay?" Spyro cupped her cheek in his hand, and she nodded.

"I'm fine... but who the hell told you to stop?"

He rolled his eyes and returned to his orriginal position with a foolish grin. Again he slowly withdrew, before shoving his length back in, no sign of the wall remaining. Time and time again, he repeated this. Cynders painful grunting soon turned into pleasurable moaning.

Spyro shuddered and changed his mind about what was the greatest sensation he ever felt was. Cynder reached around his back and planted her hands on his rump. Spyro was shocked for a moment before he realized she was pulling him further in, to wich he complied.

As time passed, Spyros pace began to quicken, feeling the end was near. Cynder too felt the end, and began to yell with exstacy. He shoved in once more before their climax caused them both to roar their love for each other.

When Spyro felt his member was empty, he colapsed to the ground by Cynder, in a puddle of sweat and fluids. She snuggled close to him and wrapped her arms around his chest. Spyro draped a wing over her and kissed her on her forehead.

"I love you, Cyn."

"And I you, Spy." She nuzzled his cheek, and they both were soon asleep.

AUTHORS NOTE: That's it for the first chapter. Any opinions would be apreciated. The next chapter will be here soon.

In Eternity,

TIDOS