Heaven

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Author's Notes: As I've mentioned on my front page, I'm going to take the 100 themes challenge, with the theme being from the Bible! I guess you can say it's a bit of a thank you to the big guy upstairs, since after finding myself with Christianity, I have a lot less stress and look at the world a lot differently.

I might do these out of order, but I will go through all of them! It should be a fun and interesting challenge.

Anyway, enjoy! Here's the first prompt. Who knows, I might pick a few of these and draw illustrations for them. XD

Oh! Also, these will switch POVs, from Spyro to Cynder, Cynder to Spyro, etc etc. This one starts with Spyro's.

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I couldn't tell where I was. It was blindingly bright, which didn't help with the splitting headache I was suffering from.

Was I dead? Did I really die in that chaos, trying to pull the world back from the brink of destruction? I didn't know. Really, it didn't matter. As long as I reversed what he had done, then I was content. As long as all of those I left behind were safe.

"Spyro. Spyro, please wake up..."

Cynder? Why would she be here?

I shook my head, the memory of her staying behind with me returning. I had told her to go, but, as always, she had to be bull-headed and refused to go. Most might have found it touching. It was, I suppose. But it just made my blood boil at the time. Now look where we were! We were gone from that world, both of us. She didn't have to suffer with me.

I cracked open an eye, groaning as the light shone through. My vision slowly focused, and I could finally make out the form of my partner. She smiled in relief, turning her head away from me slightly. She hurriedly swiped her paw across her eye. For her sake, I wouldn't let on I caught her weeping for me. I knew how she hated to show any kind of weakness.

"Cynder... where are we?" I asked hoarsely. I turned my head around to assess our surroundings. Everything was perfect. The sun was bright and warm against the lush, green hills. Various forms of wildlife were enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. I could even make out a family of deer prancing around in a colorful field of flowers. It was something straight out of dream.

It was too good to be real. No, it was real. But it definitely couldn't be of the world I had always known.

"It's Avalar," Cynder confirmed, lying down next to me and resting her head on top of mine. "We made it."

I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed even harder when Cynder lifted her head off of meand gave me a look, as if I'd gone insane.

"I can't believe my luck," I grinned, suddenly feeling ecstatic.

We had done it. When everything looked hopeless, when it seemed like everything we had worked for would crumble... by some miracle, we made it. All of those lives that were lost along the way weren't in vain. We had done right by them after all.

"Luck had nothing to do with it," Cynder scoffed, rolling her green eyes. However, her frown quickly turned into a smile.

"So you say," I retorted, smirking up at her. No longer caring for the pain in my body, I rolled onto my feet. Everything looked exactly as I had remembered it. You wouldn't think that, after all it had went through, that it would look so beautiful. So untouched.

"We played it close, though," Cynder said, sighing deeply. "I half-expected to see Ignitus, when I came to."

I glanced over at her. Any other time, I might have snapped at her for making such a crude, inconsiderate joke. But when I saw her face, I realized she wasn't joking: she was completely serious. I guess it was her way of saying how worried she was.

I smiled, looking around the hills of Avalar.

"It wouldn't of been such a bad deal, though," I said, stretching out my golden wings. The sunlight reflected off of them, seemingly making the both of us glow in the afternoon light. "If it's this beautiful on Earth, Ignitus must really be enjoying himself up there compared to this. Who knows? Maybe he had a hand in us making it."

"You think so?" Cynder smiled, coiling her tail around herself.

"Why not? He's done it for me plenty of times," Spyro smiled. "I doubt he'd stop now."

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Okay, this wasn't totally centered around Spyro and Cynder, but when I saw this prompt on the list, I immediately thought of poor Ignitus! I was very mad he died, but even more of HOW he died: he's a fire dragon, that died in a fire. I'm sorry, but what?

And I felt he deserved to go to Heaven, and not stuck having the Chronicler's job. That sucks! XD

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! Each one of these will be pretty short, but might vary slightly in length. At most, these take up two pages in OpenOffice.

Thanks for reading! I promise not to have so much space taken up by my notes after this!