Hey people! This is a spin off story that My Best Friend is a Dragon made, enjoy!

Cynder woke up the way she usually did. She got up walked into her bath room stripped then took a shower. The warm water ran over her scales with almost pin point accuracy. She grabbed the soap and lathered her body. Afterward she rinsed and turned the water off. At which point she would step out and get dressed.

Cynder walked back into her room looking for her gun, holster, shirt, and coat. Her badge was located in it so she needed to have it. She found her gun and holster sitting on her dresser with her shirt on the bed. She put it on feeling the cotton rubbing up against her scales. She slipped her wings through the holes in the back of the shirt and proceeded to walk out and into the living room.

She found her coat sitting on her sofa which was made of leather and smelled of a foul odor. The coat was of a cache color. Her badge was in the pocket on her left-hand side. As she walked by she could not help but look in the mirror at her own reflection.

As soon as she had locked her door her radio went off. "All units we have a two-eleven (robbery) in progress at the Delmont Bank. Twelve known suspects armed with machine guns and seventeen hostages."

She jumped into her car and sped down the road as fast as she dared. Her siren was on and gave off a high sound. Between that and the light people knew that she was coming and got out of the way. Along the way she saw a SWAT truck pass by her. She looked into the back window as it pulled in front of her. She was surprised to see a purple dragon in the window.

Cynder arrived with her brakes screeching like a cat. The building was three stories high with four large windows in the font and none in the back. It was made of brick and plaster. It was standing on its last legs. Cynder got out of the car drawing her gun. She walked through the crowd of officers until she found her captain. "What is the situation sir?"

"Not too good Cynder. The SWAT team should be here by now."

"Wait sir, I saw a SWAT truck on the road coming here. I passed it but it should be here." As soon as she had finished saying that the truck pulled up.

The back doors swung open and the SWAT officers came piling out. As soon as they were assembled they broke apart to do various jobs. The purple dragon that Cynder had seen earlier walked up to her and the chief. His expression was blank.

The purple dragon grunted. "I am SWAT officer Spyro. I was wondering if you could spare at least one dragon. I need him for an infiltration job."

"Well I don't know if the word dragon means dragoness." He pointed to Cynder who gave Spyro the same blank stare that he was giving her. Something about this dragon was different. She felt like she had known this dragon all of her life. Whatever the felling, it would have to wait for later. Right now she had a job to do.

"So ma'am what is your name?"

"Cynder"

"So Cynder what kind of repelling training have you had?"

"Enough to know how to repel from a forty story building while its on fire and unstable."

"Well thats good enough for me. And between you and me I am not sexist but my boss is. And also you are kind of good looking." His expression went from a blank to a smile to match hers.

The captain spoke up, "You're not going to be able to get close enough, we're pinned down."

That's when she heard it, the faint sound of music. It was distant, but she could make out the lyrics;

Weeeeeell, Long Tall Sally she's, built sweet she's got, everything that uncle John needs!

The music kept growing louder and louder. Then, it happened. A large armoured vehicle came roaring towards them, it screeched to a halt. No sooner had it stopped, a man burst out of the driver's side and ran to the men the cops were having a fire-fight with.

It happened so fast, Cynder had a hard time following what was happening. He took out two men with the Katana he drew out, and followed through the swings to take out three more men. He then ducked into cover and pulled out two Desert Eagles, dual-wielding them to take out the rest of the men out in front of the building.

Rifle men then started to get to the windows from inside and started firing at the unknown helper. He quickly ran to the squad car where both Cynder and Spyro were taking cover behind.

"Everyone alright over here?" He asked almost immediately. Spyro was the first one to respond, "Yes, we're fine. Who are you?"

"I am Commander Johnathan Drake, and you must be Spyro of the S.W.A.T. team."

Spyro was taken aback at his response, "How do you know my name?"

"Buddy, there is not a thing that goes on in America that I don't know of."

Spyro didn't even have time to respond, for one of the officers yelled something, "RPD!" The place was now starting to be torn up with a barrage of LMG fire.

"Shit!" The commander said, "This ain't going to be easy." He grabbed a radio from his pocket. "Jake, we got an MG on the rooftop, snipe him down!"

"On it sir!"

Not even a second after he finished talking, there was a loud, ear ringing boom.

Then there was near silence, Cynder looked up to see a dead body hanging over the side of the roof.

"Good work, Jake"

"It's what I do."

"Joe, come on out and cover Spyro and Cynder so they can get in."

"'Bout damn time!"

Just then, a large man came from the back of the jeep, he had an M60 in his hands and had a LAW rocket on his back. "Let's rock this fucking joint!"

While he was firing at the windows, Johnathan still talked on the radio, "Jeremy, send out a map of the building to my PDA."

"On it….There we go."

"Thanks. Okay Cynder, Spyro, here's the plan."

"Got it? You're going to enter in here through the roof, do I make myself clear?"

"Clear!" Spyro and Cynder said embarrassingly simultaneously.

"Good, go in, go hard, and stay frosty."

Spyro got Cynder suited up and they entered a helicopter that had landed. Once over the bank they repelled onto the top. Spyro waved the helicopter clear. He pulled out his M4 while Cynder pulled out her Berretta M9. Spyro looked at her and laughed. She asked, "hats so funny?"

"You. Here hand me that pathetic thing." Cynder handed Spyro her gun who threw it to the other side of the roof. He reached into his vest and pulled out a newly polished and cleaned M1911. He handed it to her saying, "This is better than you old gun. The M9 doesn't have very good stopping power. That M1911 will stop a muscular guy dead in his tracks."

After Spyro had spent three and a half minutes explaining how to use the weapon the two entered the building where upon stepping inside heard dragons shouting. Two of them were right below Spyro and Cynder. They could not tell where the other eight were. The two were arguing about something. The likes of which the two dragons could not understand. The one on the right was a tall muscular dragon. His scales were all red with a lighter red underbelly. Two horns that wound up through two curls were nestled on the crown of his head. The one on the left was taller and not as muscular. He also had red scales on his back but his underbelly was that of a darker red.

The one on the left said,"Well at least we don't have to wait any longer before we get to start killing the hostages. In little over an hour we will be flying out of here with nothing but three million dollars." Spyro and Cynder were hiding in the air duct system. It creaked and groaned as Cynder shifted her legs.

The dragon on the right looked up. He looked with eyes like an eagles, looking for the slightest hint of movement. After a minute he looked away. "I don't like it. The police are too quiet. There should be a fire fight or something. Ok I'll continue on this way you go back to the second floor and make sure that the guard is still there watching the hostages."

"Yes sir." with that the two separated and went on their separate ways. Spyro started to move slowly with Cynder following in suet. The air ducts were as old as the building. There were spots were the maintenance of the building was so poor that it had developed holes. There were a couple of times that Spyro thought they would fall through the ducts.

They came to a room that was barren except for a desk and chair. No name plate sat on the desk or computer. The only thing on the desk was a newspaper and a slip note. Spyro slowly opened the grate. He stuck down his head and surveyed the room. He had failed to notice that there was a small window in the far right corner of the room. In front of the desk sat two black foldable chairs, which were stained with dirt and mold. The floor was carpet with brown spots all over. Spyro looked closer and saw that the floor was wet and that mold was growing in the carpet.

Spyro slid his gun off of his back and dropped it down into the room. Spyro used his paws and lowered himself very slowly onto the floor. He put up his hand to tell Cynder to stop. He picked up his M4 and creped over to the door. As he approached the door he heard voices outside in the hall. He lied down and crawled over to the door. The wet carpet was like putting you hand in soggy cereal.

When Spyro reached the door he put his ear against it and listened to the conversation. One voice said, "I don't care how we do it but we need to create a distraction in order to lure those pigs away from the back door."

Another voice asked, "Sir what if we used the sewer to get out? We could get out that way. That could work, could it not?"

The first voice said, "Yes I like that idea. You and you go check it out. I'll think of the distraction." Spyro listened as he heard two pairs of paws run off and one pair go in the opposite direction.

Spyro looked up at the opening in the air duct and motioned for Cynder to come down. Cynder put her gun in her holster and lowered herself the same way that Spyro did. As she was about to let go her arm caught a side of the opening. She let go and fell. Spyro saw this and rushed over to her. He heaved her over his shoulder and sat her down behind the desk. He then closed the opening by sliding the grate back into place. Just as he did so he heard the sound of paws.

Spyro quickly ducked down behind the desk with Cynder. He turned both his and hers radios off. He heard the paws stop in front of the door. He waited and listened for someone to come in. No one did and Spyro felt that he was dreaming. He listened as the steps receded back up the hallway and out of ear shot. His heart was pounding out of his chest and his adrenaline was sky rocketing.

Spyro placed his left paw on Cynder's head. Her head was warm. He looked at where she had caught her left arm and was shocked. There was a gash running from her elbow to her wrist. It was two inches deep and four inches wide. He ripped a piece of cloth off of his shirt and wrapped it around her arm.

Cynder woke as Spyro finished tyeing the cloth around her arm. Cynder looked at her arm and saw the cloth. She then looked at Spyro's shirt and put two and two together. Cynder looked around and found that her eyes could only stayed glued to Spyro's. Spyro was the same way but with Cynder. He didn't know why but he really liked this dragoness. No, he didn't like her he loved her.

Cynder looked at Spyro and she too realized that she didn't like him but she loved him. She leaned inward as did Spyro. When their maws were only inches away they closed their eyes. The leaned in more and felt their maws connect. A moment of passion befell the two as they sat kissing. Spyro could feel a pressure deep inside him that was telling him that this was who his mate was going to be. That this was who he was going to be with for the rest of his life.

Cynder was feeling this same passion and more. She felt that this was who she had been looking for. Not only the mate to her body and mind but to her soul. She would not let any misfortune befall them at this moment. Cynder let her tongue out and found that Spyro's was also out. Their tongue rubbed up against each other as they took in the others taste. When that was fulfilled they set about exploring each others mouth. They got more than they bargained for with that. They again tasted each other and was overwhelmed with the shear power and taste of the other.

Spyro and Cynder pulled away with great reluctance. They wanted to continue but knew that they had a job to do. Cynder and Spyro both said, "I love you" at the same time. They smiled at each other and chuckled. Spyro re gripped his M4 and creped to the door. He slowly opened it and was surprised to hear gunfire outside. He sprinted to the window and looked outside. Three of the dragons had used a desk as cover and were firing upon the police. Wave after wave of bullets pelted the police killing three already with four wounded.

Spyro knew that if he let this robbery continue then more officers were going to die. He quickly sprinted back to the door and opened it. He looked left and right noticing that he hall was barren. Not even a water fountain was present. Cynder got up, pulled out her gun, and got behind Spyro. He started down the hall and immediately stopped when he was halfway down. Right in front of him was a dragon with and AK-47 pointed at him. Cynder walked straight across the hall to the adjacent wall and hugged it. Her back and wings were pressing against the wall which felt rotted and old.

Cynder took a couple of steps forward before she stopped. The dragon had failed to notice her. She took aim and fired. The bullet hit him in the arm making him drop the gun. Spyro tackled the dragon and cuffed him. The dragon broke the cuffs and got back up. He threw Spyro against the wall knocking him out. He picked up his gun and spun around. Quick as he did that he was not quick enough to avoid Cynder's bullets. She shot twice. One hitting the dragon in the chest puncturing his lung and the other in the head making his blood and brains splatter against the wall.

Cynder walked up to Spyro. He was coming around and stood up. "Thank you Cynder."

"No problem after all thats what friends are for." She and Spyro shared a laugh. Spyro then took the lead as they continued down the hall. The hall was all white with holes indicating that the building wanted to fall down. Time was against the two dragons as they felt the building shake. None-the-less they continued down the hall. The scent of fungus and decay was everywhere.

At the end of the hall was a door that said, Stairs.Spyro opened the door and entered the stairwell. He walked over to the railing and looked down. They were on third floor. He could see a dragon coming. He grabbed Cynder and shut the door quietly. They both hugged the wall and waited.

On the floor before them they heard a door open and then no more steps could be heard. Spyro lead the way as they creped down the stairs. Upon reaching the second floor Spyro noticed a red light. It was in a straight line across the door. He told Cynder to stay and walked over to the door. He looked at the laser and followed it back to its source. It was a trip bomb. He opened a pocket on his vest and pulled out a pair of pliers. He then proceeded to disable the bomb.

There was four wires; green, blue, yellow, and black. He took out the green wire and cut the black wire. Then he tied the two together and the bomb laser went off. It was now deactivated. He opened the door and motioned Cynder to follow. Once inside of the hall he put his pliers back into his pocket. Cynder and Spyro again hugged the wall and crept along. This hall was much neater that the last one.

Instead of holes there was a plain blank wall with maybe one or two pictures. Spyro noticed that this floor only had four rooms before a window at the end. Spyro and Cynder continued until they came to the first door on the left. Cynder was leading instead of Spyro. As she reached up to open the door Spyro grabbed her paw. He shook his head and whispered, "Be careful, please."

She nodded the proceeded to open the door. She entered the room with Spyro who closed the door as soon as they were both inside. Spyro looked around and took note of everything in the room. A huge table in the center of the room with eight chairs (four on each side) around it. A small end table with a plant goring on it. The plant was sitting in a clear blue vase that reflected blue spheres from the little sunlight that came into the room through a hole in the wall.

Spyro also happened to notice that the room was almost to blank. He lied flat on his stomach and searched under the big table and the end table. There was nothing but air in the room. He thought that it was a little suspicious and opened the door. He reentered the hallway and noticed that there were no guards in the hall.

Spyro stepped back into the room and grabbed Cynder. He pulled her out into the hallway and shut the door. They then continued down the hall. The next two rooms were on the right. The last room was on the left. They approached the first door on the right and opened it. This room was smaller and had a desk in it. On the desk was a computer with a bullet hole in it. There was a stack of papers and a coffee cup on it. There was a chair but it was on its side with a big gaping hole in the back rest.

This room was also empty of the hostages. They reentered the hall and went to the next door. This time Spyro lied on his stomach and looked under the door. He saw two pairs of paws and ten pairs of knees. Spyro told Cynder and together they came up with a plan. Spyro went back into the previous room.

As Spyro entered he looked up and smiled. There was the air duct. He pushed the grate up and slid it over. He pulled himself up into the air duct and slid the grate back into place. He then proceeded to crawl through to the next room.

Cynder slowly opened the door and looked at the hostages. They all looked at her. She put her finger to her lips to tell then to not say a word. She reached into her pocket and though a quarter into the room. She quickly closed the door as the hostages freaked out thinking that the quarter was a grenade. The dragons that had the guns walked into the crowd. One picked up the quarter and put it into his pocket.

As the two walked back to the door Spyro opened the grate and quietly dropped down. He reached up and slid the grate back into its place. Then he lied down and showed the hostages his badge and told them to be quiet. The did as he asked. Spyro could see Cynder under the door and nodded his head. Cynder quietly opened and closed the door. She placed the muzzle of her gun against one of the dragons head. Spyro stood up and pointed his gun at the other dragon.

The one that Spyro was pointing at looked at his body and saw a gun held to his head. The both dropped their guns. Spyro bound their hands behind them with some wire. The hostages stood up. Spyro then got on the radio and said, "Sir this is Spyro if you have a shot at the guys on the first floor then take it. The hostages are secured."

"Roger that Spyro but be quick about getting them out." He replied and closed his radio. He motioned for everyone to follow. They did and he lead them to the stairway.

At the stairway he had them stay and Cynder guard them. He went down to the first floor. He opened the door and noticed that the teller and the lines were on the left and the dragons on the right. He aimed at one and yelled. "Freeze!" One turned around and took aim. Spyro shot him in the head. Another turned and shot Spyro in the arm but he got that guy in the heart. Soon all of the dragons minus the ones outside took aim at Spyro. Spyro sprinted to the teller counter and vaulted over it.

Spyro shot two other guys, one in the heart, and one in the lungs. That left three. The three that were outside were dead from head shots done by the snipers. Spyro was about to shoot when one shot him in the other arm and the other two shot him in his legs. He took out two with head shot before he fell on his back from blood loss. The last guy vaulted over the counter and aimed at Spyro.

Spyro thought that this was it, he was going to die. The door to the stairway swung open and a shot rang forth. The guy that was about to kill Spyro lie dead with blood oozing out of his head. That was the last that Spyro saw he had blacked out.

The hostages ran out the door as Cynder also vaulted over the counter. She picked up Spyro and sat him on her right shoulder. She again vaulted over the counter and ran out of the building. Cynder ran over to the police cars screaming, "Officer down, Officer down! Someone call an ambulance!"

As they were calling in the ambulance the dragon that Spyro had shot in the lungs walked out holding a detonator. He said, "I'll see you all in hell." He hit the button and an explosion happened on the first floor. The building started to collapse. As it fell debris and bricks flew everywhere. A large cloud of dust came with the debris. The police evacuated the area and watched in horror as the bank fell. Just then the ambulance arrived and Spyro was rushed in. Cynder rode with as they went to the hospital.

At the hospital Spyro had to have surgery to get the bleeding to stop and to get the bullets removed. It took three full hours before he came to. The first thing that he saw was him holding Cynder's hand. He looked up to see her smiling at him and he smiled back. She bent down and connected their maws. There was no tongue this time and it was shorter. Cynder and Spyro broke the kiss.

"So Spyro do you have a place to stay after you get out of the hospital which will be in four days?"

"Why yes it is an apartment."

"Well I was wondering if you wanted to move in with me. I have the extra room in my bed for one more."

Spyro smiled and asked,"So you are asking me out on a date and to move in with you? Yes I accept but only because I love you."

"Thank you Spyro I love you too." She grinned at him then connected her maw with his and loved the passion that came with it. "So I will pick you up in four day and I will help you move ok?"

"Yes I would like that very much thank you and see you tomorrow." Cynder kissed Spyro one last time before she said good night and I love you then left.

When she arrived at home she went straight to bed to dream about Spyro.

Me: Okay, this is a pretty decent chapter.

JD: Yeah it is and you finally used us!

JG: Hell yeah!

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