It's my first draft, so don't be so judjemental...actually, judje me! I'll know what to fix.

It was midday at Warfang, hot and blistering, unusually. Many of the moles spent their time scurrying here and there to repair the buildings and mosaics after the world split, then joined back together quite abruptly. It was all thanks to Spyro.

Sparx, Cynder and Spyro were crowded in Cynder's room, having nothing else to do since they were ordered to their rooms to recover.

"Hey, you guys want to do anything interesting already? We've been crowded in my room since this morning!" complained Cynder.

"Well, lets play hide and seek!" suggested Sparx.

"I was thinking more along the lines of...eat the annoying dragonfly." sneered Cynder.

"Can't you two guys just calm down," chuckled Spyro. "It's bad enough that we're stuck inside with nothing to do, but when you two begin arguing, that's when I really get annoyed!"

"Well then, O great one, where the heck do you wanna go?" asked Sparx, pushing it too far, as usual.

"I DON'T KNOW! At least somewhere away from Warfang!" muttered Spyro, sounding annnoyed now. Cynder got up and took a step forward to calm him. He wasn't so easily angered. boys... At that precise moment, a giant portal appeared in front of Spyro's muzzle and started to suck him in.

"HELP CYNDER!"

The dragoness leaped right behind him and grabbed his tail in her paws, quickly yanking him out. Sparx zipped up infront of his snout. "Hey, Spyro, buddy, you okay?"

"Ugh, I think so," he shook his head. "Woah, that was wierd." he stood up quickly, too quickly, and stumbled back onto his rump.

"You guys..."

"What was in there?" asked Sparx again. Both the boys were totally oblivious to Cynder who was calling them from behind, so engrossed in their conversation as they were.

"Just a swirling vortex. Do you think it was another one of Malefore's tricks?"

"You guys!"

"I thought you two got rid of him, huh?"

"I don't know...maybe it was..."

"YOU GUYS!"

"What?" asked Spyro.

"Let's go in and see what's going on in there!" she suggested, jumping excitedly. Spyro imagined her with a wagging puppy's tail.

"No way!" shouted Sparx. A passerby mole shushed him.

"Spyro, I think we should just go into the portal. I wanna go in there…I feel a pull." Cynder whispered back, her jumping slowing to a halt.

"Cynder, you sure? I mean, it wouldn't just appear in here outta nowhere…Maybe it's a bad sign." Spyro said, turning back to the strange whirlpool, swirling somewhat impatiently. He began to think. What if it WAS Malefore? I sure don't want to run into HIM again...he was tough to beat...all that power, and I couldn't even destroy him! The ancestors in the stone had to... a chill shook up his spine.

"Well, you know what?" Sparx interrupted. "If you guys wanna risk your lives going through more danger, icky swamps, evil monster infested forests and attacking enemies without a second thought…then I'm not helping ya!"

"Humph." grumbled Cynder. She knew that Spyro would consider Sparx's idea first. Brothers, always stick together.

"Mmm, fine. Let's go in," amended Spyro. Cynder gawked at him in suprise, Sparx's antennaes drooped in despair. "But if anything bad happens, we run back out the portal, no exceptions."

He then turned to Cynder. "You sure about that pulling thing?"

"Yes sir!" Cynder puffed out her chest. "Now lets go!"

She ran inside before either boys said anything. Sparx and Spyro gave each other exasperated looks, and scrambled in after her. It wasn't as fast as it was confusing, giant creatures and shadows of the deceased, the gloomy color of ashes circling around them as they tumbled through. But when they emerged onto the other side, all was more confusing than the trip. The trio were stranded in the middle of a parched ravine, sunshine colored the skies above. What looked like a storm was approaching walls of earth and spiked vines rising on each side of them. Bushes and small ferns, dried out and crippled, were dotted here and there from the invisible path they grew either side upon. Cynder trudged onward somewhat importantly, while Spyro and Sparx slugged up from behind. Hours passed by quickly, but she was very determined to keep moving onward, sideways, sniffing bushes and parting the dry ferns to peek inside. Spyro was unsure to her odd movements, but he kept following along.

After a long while, Spyro tried to start up a conversation.

"You know, we've been traveling for a long time, Cynder." he paused his slow walk, bringing up his head from her feet to look at her face for the first time. "You sure we're going the right way?"

"Positive! Well...at least I think so..." she trailed off.

"You know," put in Sparx, "I told you both to not go in here, didn't I? And yet again, you didn't listen!"

"When you're quite finished with your scolding, Sparx!" spat Cynder. She turned around abruptly, staring at the endless road ahead of them. "At least, I think I do."

"Cynder," Spyro began. "What on earth could you be looking for way out here? Why did we have to enter that portal anyway?"

"Oh, so what, you sidin' with Sparx now?" she snorted.

"I'm just trying to understand."

"I came in here because I felt a kind of urge, a pull to come in. I feel like there's something small and helpless in here, but I can't explain it. I don't know, must just be because I'm a girl." she grinned impishly.

Sparx started again "Well, another two miles to g... what was that!"

"WHAT?" Spyro and Cynder yelled in unison.

"Over there, in that bush!" Sparx pointed to the greenish-yellow bush just behind Cynder.

"Hold on!" she whispered, raising her tail as a gesture to wait. Sparx and Spyro stared, with grim expressions, as Cynder inched closer, closer and dissapeared behind the thick foilage. Her excited laugh was heard after a few seconds. "Get over here, you guys!"