A/N: This story is the sequel to my first story, so you may have to read that first. This is the second story of a trilogy.

WARNING: If you are under sixteen and/or you're offended by the mature content and humor in this story, then please do not read any further. If not, enjoy!

I have autism so please be supportive. But please look past that and see the story line itself. Everything I mention in the summary will occur in later chapters. Bear with me, keep reading, and you may be intrigued. Just remember this is a sequel to a story you may like as well.

And I would love to thank Iceclaw14 for proof reading. She has been helping me beyond words :D

Disclaimer: If you recognize anything in this story from the games, devaintMIND1 does not own it. Simple as that.

After Spyro and Cynder liberated the troll colonies of Dante's Freezer from the clutches of the evil Queen Enola, they followed Helix O' Van Sea, a comedy legend and warrior of peace, to the Dark Dragon's Temple of Twilight Falls. There, a victory party was currently taking place.

However, not all of the dragons could celebrate, for a few hundred poor souls of the so-called 'Dead Marshes' were fleeing from their home temple, bombarded by the Queen's zeppelin armada.

Vahali Zora, a beautiful swamp dragoness, and many just like her, have been forced to run from one end of the Dead Marshes to the other—from her home. It was the sinister Queen Enola Carmeleon who had forced her and her kind to flee when the troll sent her airship fleet to drive the swamp dragons from the once-peaceful swamp they had been proud to call home. Each day at high noon, the troll Queen would send her forty-meter-long zeppelins to fan out through the marsh and search for the swamp dragons, of which the trolls had heard only rumors. Because of this threat, most of the survivors were heading north to the Zak Noik clan, a colony of swamp dragons untouched by Enola's forces.

Swamp dragons, or "marsh dragons" as they called themselves, are half the size of the average dragon and lack any wings at all. They lack the sturdy scales of most dragons and protect themselves with skin as thick and durable as leather. Their paws are long, clawless, and webbed for easier transport through the swamps. The dragonesses have small breasts on their thighs, a few inches from the bases of their tails, with four tiny nipples. At first, they're barely visible, but, after a marsh dragoness becomes pregnant, they expand to twice their original size as they fill with rich, thick, sweet milk to offer their infants in place of meat.

Their march was one of seemingly endless starvation, frustration, and heart-break. Vahali Zora and a limping, crawling horde of her kind marched north.

Vahali could very well be the most attractive swamp dragoness of her colony—the western colony of Hal Jani. She was golden brown with a yellow underbelly and black tiger stripes running up and own her. Her four horns are sharp as razors, their points facing behind her. Unlike most female swamp dragonesses, her horns were quite long and sharp. The females typically relied on their life-mates, brothers, or fathers for protection, or their own corrosive spit. Vahali had yet another useful tool: a very sharp, arrow-shaped tail scythe.

We have been walking north for ten days, and the attack on our temple still seems like it was a mere hour ago. It was a real nightmare. I woke in the middle of the night to the troll zeppelins carpet bombing us from tree height—red flashes filled the marsh with smoke and fire. My first thought was to get the hell out of there, and, with only my instincts, the gods, and sheer luck on my side, I made it out alive from the temple with around three-hundred other survivors. Over two-hundred of my people burned with the temple that night.

Those troll bastards.

We're useless now, damn it! I'm useless. All I can do is march with the rest of the survivors. Many of the dragons in front of me are burned from the bombs that fell that night, their dark skin turned uncomfortable colors. Beside them were many females with starving infants on their back—a large number born very near the raid. Most of their life-mates were killed during the attack. Whenever we would stop for three hours to rest, most of these females would give sexual favors to lone males. It was the only way to ensure the protection of themselves as well as their children. I've seen ten of those males and the number of females they escort—and it's like girls' night in a den.

My eyes catch those of one of the infants on its mother's back. It's eyes are somewhat open, and it's giving me a weird stare. I smile widely at the child, attempting to cheer it up. It smiles in return, giggling under its breath. Gods, I love children. I pray that I shall have one of my own someday. In a future where that damn troll kingdom doesn't exist.

I see several of the guys staring down at me, whispering amongst themselves. I have a fairly good idea as to what they are talking about, but I stay quiet and continue on my way. They do look tempting, those males, but I already promised myself I would stay fresh for the perfect guy. And they'd probably kill me with their male appendages, anyway. Maybe I wouldn't wait for that 'perfect guy' and just find myself some under-aged ice or fire dragon, possibly a dark dragon…

I shake the thought from my mind and turn my attention to Chief Frex. I cannot help but admire the skill at which he has been encouraging us to move—but what else is there to expect from a dragon who's been part of the Hal Jani inner circle for twenty years?

I can tell he's taken a liking to me. He offered to share half a trout with me last time we found a pond plentiful with fish, not to mention he wanted me to keep him warm last time we stopped for our rest. I think he had more than that in mind, but there's no way. I mean, he's much older than me, and I'll wait.

Maybe.

Ugh, what am I thinking? This is genocide! Those troll bastards will pay!

Cynder's PoV

Night has just settled at Twilight Falls, and Spyro and I are in the den partying. I'm dancing on top of the bar, showing off everything, though Spyro doesn't seem to mind—as he's dancing along with me. I can smell the alcohol on his breath and on my own.

In the distance, Venus is dancing with her two-legged husband on her back. Her tail is up towards the roof, as though she wanted to get worked by one of the larger males. I doubt that's what's going through her mind. Rumor has it that she's pregnant by Shigi. It could be true, as the baby would be too small to be noticeable. Whatever, it's their problem, not mine. Poor Helix! He'd be the uncle of a total freak!

Even Jeenie's down here partying with us while poor Helix is babysitting his nephew and niece. I hope Jeenie sets him free to perform his gig at midnight. I'm positive he'll make everyone enjoy themselves tonight, as I did give him some really good jokes.

We danced like there was no tomorrow as the loud rock music caused the entire den to vibrate. All the dragons sang to one particular song, and, each time a lasting none was strummed, they breathed gorgeous tongues of shadow into the air, making the entire den turn black as pitch for a few moments.

The music was then cut, and the mole bartender spoke hoarsely into his microphone. "Alright, everybody. I hope you had fun but now we must prepare the den for Helix O' Van Sea. Please leave now in an orderly fashion and we apologize for the inconvenience."

Following the moles orders, Spyro and I leaped down from the bar and headed into the hall along with the other dragons. "I can't wait for Helix's gig tonight," Spyro began excitedly. "He has some great material—I know because I helped him write it."

Cynder scoffed. "Well, the jokes I gave him will definitely be better than yours."

He smiled widely. I pressed my side against his, giggling under my breath. I tucked my head under his and rubbed it against the scales of his neck. "Come on, Spy, let's go get something to eat," I suggested, licking his chin.

He agreed and led me to the top of the temple, where stage two of the victory party was taking place. In short, the party was beyond words. An entire table was piled with exotic foods as well as warming meats. As we made our way to the table, our mouths watering, Jeenie, Venus, and Shigi appeared behind us.

"Hey guys," Venus began, even more overjoyed than she typically was. "Guess what?"

"What?" Spyro replied.

"They're bringing out the fireworks!" she shrieked happily like a child. "All the pretty colors, patterns, displays, flashes…awesome!" her eyes then caught sight of the table before her friends. "And there's ice cream! So much sugar! Sugar, sugar, sugar." She darted toward the table, nearly displacing Shigi in the process.

"Woah, honey!" Shigi cried, tightening his grip around her neck. She paused just before the table, eying the food like a child forbidden by its mother to have candy. "Have you been in my blue chocolate again?"

She giggled, blushing shamefully. "I couldn't help myself."

"No, baby!" he said, shaking his head. "That stuff is for trolls. I told you it would make you hyperactive. How much did you eat?"

"Two bars twobarstwobars! Woot!" she screamed joyfully.

"Holy crap, you're going to be bouncing like a prostitute until two in the morning!" he shrieked.

Venus, acting only out of pure excitement, dashed forward to the guard rails lining the roof. She broke through them with a terrible clamor and dived downward, her nose to the earth. She screeched happily, unaware of the impending danger.

"Venus! You're gonna kill us," Shigi exclaimed. His wife replied by released her wings and gliding over the earth for a few seconds before she flapped her powerful wings and brought him back to the rooftop. Shigi was unsure if she had been aware of the earth beneath her, if she had heard his cries and replied, or if luck was just on their sides.

"Venus, you're crazy," he gasped, his heart still beating rapidly.

"Yeah," Venus relied with a giggle. As they approached the rooftop to land, Shigi felt the upset glares of Volteer, Cyril, and Terrador.

The moment her paws touched the roof, the three guardians immediately shot their verbal abuse at Venus.

"What the hell is wrong you?" Volteer asked in a single breath.

"My big dragoness here is high," Shigi explained, embarrassed. "She got into my blue chocolate—my sisters sent it to me a few days ago. It makes trolls horny and makes dragons high." He dropped down to his stomach and rubbed her neck, hoping that affection would calm her down. He rose himself back up. "Don't worry, Your Excellency, she will never do it again. I'll make sure of it."

Venus whimpered and her eyes glistened with tears. The guardians shot her another set of angry looks, just to be sure, and rejoined the party.

Shigi, however, was unsure as to whether her sudden change of emotion was caused simply by being high, or if she was actually upset about something and the blue chocolate just made her considerably more vulnerable.

"What's wrong, babe?"

She took a deep breath. "Shigi, am I really crazy? Because…people—my brother and my sister—have been telling me that since I was born."

Shigi shook his head. "No, no, Venus. It's just that you do some crazy things sometimes. But we all do," he replied softly, hugging her neck tenderly. "Trust me. Now, don't think about it anymore and we'll go get something to eat, okay? Come on, we can have dessert later too." He licked the side of her neck.

"Thank you, Shigi," she replied.

He smiled widely. "Let's eat. Can't you smell that delicious aroma?" he took a deep breath in through his nose. "Mm."

Venus, still a little on the high side, skipped over to the buffet table, causing several dragons to look in her direction with odd looks. However, she didn't notice and she had become distracted by Jeenie.

"Hey sis," Jeenie greeted with her with a smile. "Have a nice flight?"

Before she could reply, Shigi did it for her. "She's high on blue chocolate," he interrupted. "You don't really have control of yourself when you've eaten too much of the stuff—"

Now, it was Jeenie's turn to interrupt. "You know, Shigi," she turned her eyes to the troll. "As Venus's life mate, it's your job to make sure she's safe. Which means you have to take care of her and watch her back, because Helix and I won't always be around to do that for her."

Shigi nodded. "I will do the best I can, sister."

Jeenie smiled. "Good, than be the good husband that she deserves," she said firmly. She turned on her heel and took a few steps away. She then caught herself and turned her head around. "Oh, and I don't mind you guys…" her voice trailed off. "Tonight, you know. Just clean up before you go to sleep, okay? It's unsanitary."

"Okay, big sis," Shigi said, chuckling under his breath.

Venus then joyfully led them over to the buffet table where they filled their plates with delicious, steaming food. They made their way to a table in the corner and observed the dark dragons, guardians, cheetahs, and moles as they danced to music played almost inaudibly.

They finished eating and said a quick goodbye to Jeenie, who had finally decided it was time to leave and care for her children. "They are my children, after all. I can't Helix with them all the time, even if I would much rather be here dancing."

The two stayed for a short time longer before Venus, the effects of the blue chocolate having worn off, turned to Shigi. "Come on, Shigi. Let's go get Helix ready for the show."

They handed their bowls off to a young dragon boy who was clearing the tables and departed from the rooftop.

Jeenie entered her room quite calmly, so as not to wake her children if they were sleeping. Inside of the room she quickly noticed Helix being dressed by the temple's cheetah hand maidens. His manager, Hakim, was standing before him, reminding him of his lines and some of his jokes. "Alright, Helix: A zeppelin full of apes and a zeppelin full of some weird hairless-ape species crash and burn in a race. Who wins?"

"Mother Nature," Helix replied, his tone raising slightly.

Hakim nodded. "Very good. I think we're getting there."

Jeenie's eyes turned to her infants Pyro and Dasha wrestling on a fur in a corner of the room. She smiled, relieved that her children were okay, before she turned her attention back to her brother. "Helix, I can see your almost ready for your show. I wish I could come."

Helix nodded his head. "Right, gotta take care of the kids. I know."

As if on cue, Dasha screeched. "Pyro! Mama, Pyro just bit my wing!"

"Pyro!" growled Jeenie. "Don't!"

Pyro said nothing and only lowered his head so his eyes came to the floor. He rose his head back up and gave his sister several cautious licks on the neck.

"Alright, alright!" she said, pushing him away slightly. "I forgive you." She nuzzled him, smiling.

"Good boy, Pyro," Jeenie said, nodding her head.

The maidens were rubbing body glitter on Helix's scales until his entire body glistened. They then turned their attention to his face, painting his scales with war paint and making his eyelids red as blood. They painted the skin of his wings silver and his horns gold with a wash of cream-like paint. Seeing himself in the mirror, he grinned happily. "Alright, thanks girls." He said. "I'm done now, thank you. It's time for me soil some pants."

He hurried out, stopping only to lick Jeenie's neck before he rushed out the door. "Wow," Jeenie said. "He's in a happy mood."

"Of course he's happy," Hakim replied. "He's never performed at a birthday party before—and this is something even better."

She turned her attention to her children, who were, again, wrestling far too passionately. "I'll never forgive him for teaching Pyro and Dasha how to wrestle."

Vahali PoV

Frex says there's a place up ahead where there's clean water and trout are plentiful. I hate walking through here. The orange mud is unpleasant and sticky—it gets stuck on my webbed feet. "Urgh…"

It's night, and all the stars seemed to vanished, just as afraid of the trolls as I was. The only sense I can rely on is scent. Soon, Frex's deep voice pierced the near silence.

"Clean water!" he shouted. "Fish! Come by brothers, sisters. This is a miracle from the ancestors."

With that said, all the dragons hurried before them and reached a long, shallow, narrow stream. But it was a stream! Downstream, mothers washed the mud and slime from their infants. Upstream, the others and I took as much water as possible using some moss we had taken from nearby trees. I caught sight of trout and salmon hopping upstream, so I dropped my moss and hurried over to them. I snapped my jaws and caught one in mid air, swallowing it whole.

Glancing around, I gazed upon the widowed mothers who were ripping apart fish for their infants. My heart lurched for them. The poor things were finally getting the treatment they deserve, if only for a short while. The motherly side of me screeched for a child of its own—seeing the mothers keeping their children warm during our short breaks, and constantly having someone always beside you who loves you without any restraints. I sigh and shake my head. Not yet—I'd kill myself giving birth.

Still…

I dropped my head and lapped the water from the stream. From behind, I heard footsteps. The stars had lit up the sky and, turning around, I saw Frex approach. He was larger than me with broad shoulders, a black body covered with golden tiger stripes, and a white underbelly.

"Hello, Vahali," he greeted, bowing his head slightly. "How are you?"

"What do you mean? I'm fine, everybody is," I made a sweeping motion with my paw at my clan mates. "We're refreshed. Relieved that we finally reached somewhere sustainable, if only for a little while. Thanks to you." I turned my eyes downcast. "You got as many as you could out after the bombing…You've let the mothers care for their infants, even though you know they'll slow us down."

He blushed, shaking his head. "Well, they are our future," he replied. "There's no point in losing generations."

An awkward silence fell upon the two, and I couldn't help but hope that he would walk away or another dragon would appear to take him away. However, it seemed as though the other dragons had left, leaving the two of us alone.

It was Frex who broke the silence. "Vahali, I have something to ask you." His voice was soft.

"Yeah, what is it?" I asked.

He took a deep breath, collecting himself. "Uh…oh, how do I ask this?" he focused his eyes on mine. "How would you like to become chieftess? You would in charge of the warriors when I'm not around—the entire Hal Jani clan. And don't worry, this doesn't involve marrying me or anything like that, don't worry! You'll just help me…."

I was astonished. What was he asking? All that came from my shocked lips were, "Me? Why me?"

"You're very experienced for your age," he began. "And you're also the only one with horns—you could kill somebody with those. I think the females of this tribe will be happier if they have a chieftess to follow, and I'm getting to old to lead the entire clan alone." He smiled slightly, his eyes glistening in the starlight.

My heart pounded madly in my chest. What had I done for him to ask me this? Why did I deserve this? All these thoughts and more were reeling through my head so quickly part of me feared my skull would explode. Why?

But, it's not like being chieftess would be a bad thing. The clan was in such a time of trouble and fear that another leader would only be a good thing, right?

I pictured the mothers with their infants, starving themselves to ensure that their children slept with full bellies. They're powerless, those poor mothers. But, as a leader maybe I could change that. Maybe I could help them. I could stay behind with the females and watch over their children, and I could help them with whatever problems they had. They would all look to me for guidance, and I could help them have strong, healthy babies. With big, sparkling eyes the size of the moon—

"I'd be honored to be your chieftess," I answered.

He was taken aback. "What? Really?" he shook his head and recollected himself. "Excellent, thank you."

I smiled. "What would your chieftess do first?" the word tasted like honey.

He thought for a moment, turning his eyes to the stars. It was easy for me to guess that he hadn't expected me to say yes. Why did I even say yes? I can barely remember anymore, my blood is filling with adrenaline.

"I need you to come with me to spread word among the females of the group that they must keep their infants on their backs at all times, just in case." He said, pulling me out of my day dream.

Suddenly, a low, deep hum broke into our conversation. We turned our heads above and saw two zeppelins flying well above the foliage, so high we could scarcely see them. I finished his thought as I watched the zeppelin glide away. "You mean in case they try to bomb us on the run?"

The zeppelin passed, and we lowered our heads so our eyes faced one another. "Yes," he replied with a sigh. "We're not safe anymore." Those last words were like a dagger to my heart, and he said them knowing entirely how they would feel to me. Seeing his own eyes cloud over, I realized he must have shot a dagger into his own heart. "If we come under attack, the warriors are under your control. Use them well. I know you have enough experience to do so."

The squish of the mud near us caused us to turn to face two dark males who had just arrived. In their jaws, they held a single vest, made of a beautiful hue bright as blood. It had the Hal Jani insignia on the back: a blue kite shield intersected by golden cross-spears, all surrounded by a circle of bronze canine teeth. Frex motioned for me to put it on, and the two males helped my arms and head through the holes.

It was warm around my skin, but it immediately sunk into me and my blood. Oh! How could I have lived before without this around me? Unable to restrain a smile, I turned to Frex and let out a small giggle. I couldn't control myself.

Frex dismissed the two males with a wave of his tail and approached me cautiously. He nuzzled me somewhat awkwardly beneath my head. "You look like a proper leader, Vahali. A real lady of the marsh."

I nodded my head. "I will do the best I can, Frex. You can count on me. I shall give my life for you and the dragons."

He smiled. "You are also to motivate the clan in my absence. I'm sure they could use some fresh encouragement."

The two of us then left to rejoin with the remainder of the group. He let me walk through the marsh beside him, our matching vests touching. I heard some of the females chattering amongst themselves, wondering what had happened between us and if Frex had taken me for a life-mate—but I didn't care. I could help the dragons now.

When we reached the center of the group, Frex called the attention of his clan. "Come brothers, sisters!" The dragons raised their heads and turned their full attention to him, and me. Blood rushed to my cheeks and I felt my legs wobble just a little beneath me. "If we keep going at this speed," Frex continued, unaware of my discomfort, "we will reach Zak Noik in two more days. Mothers," he turned his attention to a large group of females with their children, "keep your infants on your back at all times. If any of you see a troll or a zeppelin, please inform me or Cheiftess Vahali at once. We shall set out soon. Freedom is nearly within our reach!"

Author:

Thanks again to Iceclaw14 for proof reading :). Please give her my thanks

Please review and give your honest opinion.

I am a new writer so please be supportive, and don't just give me short reviews, give details and tell me if you like my , and like I said, this story is sequel to Cynder and Spyro: the Legend of Helixso, yeah…oh just so you know helix will be performing in the next chapter, and his jokes will be more tasteful this time.I am sorry for the sexism and tastelessness of his previous gigs. Oh and I mix up (,) and full stops just so yah know. It's just one of the many weaknesses of mine as an autistic and a dragon's husband. Before I go, I'd like to thank my friend "OneToBeFeared" for his ideas and encouraging me to make this sequel. Anybody who has read my stories before knows that my vocabulary is poor. LOL. Please check his profile page when you get time. He deserves the extra hits as my co-writer. And there will be a sex scene in the 3rd. SO BREAK OUT THE K-Y AND ENJOY *LAUGHS SINISTERLY* I know how much people LIKE spyroXcynder scenes LOL