Hey everyone, just to remind you all that I'm going to be deleting "Panacea". For any of you who were following it, you would know that I don't like where I was going with it, among other problems. However, I still do want to work on it, so this story is going to be the official sequel to "Mistreated". I do hope that you all enjoy it.

In time anything can changed. Traditions, feelings, life styles, and several other things that you can think of. A god can fall, and those who he thought of as weak peasants can rise to power in his place. Rolling mountains, can be whittled down by the elements till they become nothing more than a small hills and endless plains. From locations to feelings, from the physical, to the nonphysical, it can all be changed.

But not someone's personality. That cannot change. A man might be a wimp, he might be a coward, and when faced with something that scares him he will run. He will try and change who he is, but in the end it will become pointless. You can no change who you are. You can only change how you perceive your actions, and what you do with yourself after these actions.

Spyro was hoping for change, but it hasn't come. He'd hoped that after three years, something would change. But it hasn't. He still lives in fear, he still is uncertain of his actions, and he is still looking for a place to feel at peace. Even worse, he thought that other people's opinion about him would change, yet here he is still running for his life.

For the past three years, Hunter, his one and only friend, Cynder, his ever loving mate, and himself have been hiding from search parties that come from Warfang in search for him. After the war against Malefor, so long ago, many people where left scared and scarred at the mere thought of another purple dragon walking among them. Then when word got out that Spyro killed someone, a child no less, people panicked.

They flocked to their king, Flame, each one begging him to do something about this purple monster, and do something he did. He had Spyro captured, and Spyro was on death row when someone saved him. Cynder, his very first friend he made when he was out on the streets, broke him out of his prison. They stayed together prior to that point as they both lived crappy lives, surrounded by people who just hated them for who they were. It wasn't much of a surprise to her when Spyro admitted his feelings to her that same day in the jail cell. They escaped the prison, and they escaped Warfang to live on their own. And thanks to the help of Hunter, another friend Spyro made while in Warfang, they managed to live a rather decent life.

Or at least as decent as one could make with the thought of hiding for the rest of their life.

It didn't take very long after their escape before they saw the first search party flying overhead. Spyro and his companions ran for several miles before they lost the search party. This was especially tiring for Spyro as his body wasn't very strong. He noted this moment down as another moment he wished they could just fly away as it would have made things easier. But this wishful hoping is pointless, as Spyro was missing one of his wings, due to an injury inflicted upon him by his mother, and so he couldn't fly.

Now they have to hide, running place to place, finding new homes, mostly caves, to sleep in just to keep safe. But Spyro always feared of being caught, and he feared even more what would happen to Cynder and Hunter if they were caught with him. They had many close calls, but they haven't been caught yet, and if it wasn't for Hunter, they never would have made it this far.

Spyro has grown to see Hunter as a mentor in the past three years, and he couldn't be happier than to call him his friend. Hunter has gathered food for them, hunted wildlife for them, and has recently begun to teach Spyro how to hunt. Cynder has also done her own fair share in supporting him in his troubles and his fears, and she's teaching him more about his elemental powers too. If Spyro had never meet those two, he wasn't sure how he could possibly survive.

However, recently Spyro has been having troubles with himself, and neither Hunter's words, nor Cynder's support could help with the matter. He's began to hate himself, what he was, who he is, and how his life has turned out once again. He is still happy being with Cynder and around Hunter, and he has told them that several times.

But somedays, secretly, he wishes Cynder never saved him from drowning three years ago.

Whenever Hunter would take him hunting, it would always end in failure, or at least for Spyro that is. He would screw up somehow and Hunter would be left to clean up his mess. He was getting nowhere in his training with Cynder either. For some reason he just couldn't figure out how to control his elemental powers outside of what Cynder had already taught him in Warfang, which wasn't much. Spyro has even begun to blame himself for all of the bad things that happens to them, even if they weren't really his fault. It doesn't really help when Spyro's own dark half torments him most days, antagonizing him, poking fun at him, and reminding himself of just how much of a failure he truly is. Yet another 'gift' that came from all the suffering and pain his parents gave him.

Cynder and Hunter have taken notice of the negative attitude emanating from Spyro, and they are trying their best to help him. But everyone has their limits, and it might already be too late to save Spyro from himself.

Alright so this was just an introductory chapter for this story, the real story will begin in the next chapter. This one was just really meant to fill people in on what the first story was about, what they need to know, a little hinting at what is going to happen in this story, and all that stuff. I do hope I've set the mood for you all. I will try to post the actual first chapter in the near future.