Spoiler Notice: This contains the ending phrases of Dawn of the Dragon.

A/N: Now then, I am aware that Spyro and Cynder are not exactly dead in the game Dawn of the Dragon. But, this is my version, so please don't flame =)

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone here. Thank you.

Chapter One

[Prelude]

"Spyro, when a dragon dies, he does not truly leave this world. Instead, his soul roams about the world, blinding itself with nature." Ignitus's voice echoed within Spyro.

"I know what I need to do… just get out of here, Cynder!" Spyro shouted.

"No Spyro, you don't have to do anything, let's just go!" Cynder retorted, concerned.

"Where, Cynder?! There is no where to go, the world is breaking apart…but…I think I can stop it… I think I'm meant to…" Spyro spoke, a hint of sadness in his voice.

"…then I'm with you…" Cynder replied, softly.

The earth beneath them shook harshly. The volcano blasted with burning lava. Spyro looked at Cynder. He sighed. Lifting above the ground, purple energy emitted from his body, giving a strong source of power. Cynder, teary eyed, looked at Spyro.

"I love you." Cynder whispered. Spyro and Cynder…both very faithful and very kind dragons…disappeared within the fury of purple lights.

Even the loss of these two dragons…their spirits are spotted by the Chronicler… otherwise known as, Ignitus.

[End of Prelude]

Roaming freely across a leafy green meadow, Spyro and Cynder laughed until they couldn't any more.

"This is paradise!" Cynder exclaimed, rolling onto her back. Spyro landed next to her.

"This place is very wonderful. I love the sights, it's like… we're just… in heaven." Spyro said.

Little did they know, they actually are in heaven. Spyro felt strange, like, someone was watching him. A voice spoke within his head.

"Seek me, Spyro." The voice whispered, "Seek me…"

Spyro cocked his head, "Ignitus??"

Cynder glanced at Spyro. "Ignitus? What about him?" Cynder asked.

Spyro shook his head. "N-Nothing…" Spyro replied, quietly. He gave an assuring smile to her. "Just remembering, him. He was like a father to me." He said, smiling.

Cynder looked at him, happily. "He sure was, but I'm sure he is happier now." Cynder added.

Agreeing, Spyro nodded.

"Seek…me…" Ignitus's voice echoed. Spyro blinked. "Seek you??" he mumbled, quietly enough so that Cynder couldn't hear.

Spyro, dumbfounded, waltzed away under a tree to rest his head.

A/n: Sorry about this very short chapter. I'm going to make a longer chapter next time. I promise =)