Chapter 1
"argh! I'LL KILL YO-AGHHHHHHHHHHH" Dark Spyro screeched as he dissolved into nothing, Spyro and Cynder stopped their attack and flew to the ground "okay? So...he's gone right?" Sparx asked them as they landed, "I would hope so..." Spyro trailed off, then the ground started shaking, "woah, what the what!?" Spyro exclaimed as him and Cynder's vision went white.
"ohh, my head" Spyro groaned as he awoke on a green valley, he glanced from side-to-side, stratching his head in confusion, "this isn't the Skylands" Spyro murmured "why does this place look so familiar?" Spyro thought to himself when he heard another groan from behind him, he saw a very familiar dragoness, "Cynder!" Spyro ran to her, when he got to her, he noticed something happened to her, her magenta scales were black, her body was more angled, and she had more horns, "wait..." Spyro trailed off as Cynder opened her eyes, "Spyro? Is that you? Why do you look so weird?" Cynder groaned as he helped her up, "different? What do you mean?" Spyro asked, then he saw a puddle, as he flew toward the puddle, he noticed what Cynder meant by 'different', he saw that his horns were larger, same with his scales, his voice also sounded different, when he beckoned Cynder to fly to him, she did so, and looked into the puddle. She took a moment to observe her look, "why do we look like-?" Cynder then gasped, Spyro realized this too, "Cynder..." he began, "I think we're in Avalar."
2 Days later
Spyro had awoken from his slumber, grogginess overtaking his vocal cords as he yawned in exhaustion, he glanced around and looked to the sky, it was a peaceful morning, things seemed to be like this a lot in Avalar, ever since they were transported here mysteriously from the Skylands, it felt like nothing was comprehendible anymore, he noticed Cynder as she stirred from her sleep, her black scales reflected the warm glow of the sun, "Spyro? You awake?" Cynder looked around, her eyes probably about seventy-five percent closer, "I'm here Cynder" Spyro replied as he cleared his throat, they shared a quick nuzzle and then began the discuss the issue they were currently in, "so...*yawn* what do we do?" Cynder rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes, "we trekked for two days and we haven't found anything or anyone that could help us" Cynder explained wearily, "I know Cynder, but, as much as you want to sleep, we must keep moving forward" Spyro replied confidently as they stared into each other's eyes, the warm glow of love flourished from both of them, "well, where do we start?" Cynder asked as she rubbed the last bits of sleepiness from her eyes, "well, my first thought was that we'd try to find Warfang, the dragon city, and I'm pretty sure I heard Sparx mention the Guardians still lived there" Spyro explained, "speaking of Sparx..." Cynder began, "what do you think happened to him? He didn't wake up in the same place we did" Cynder asked, "well, Sparx can handle himself, I'm sure we'll come across him eventually" Spyro reassured her as they started to trek through the forest in which they had awoken from. "Avalar looks so peaceful, so...beautiful" Cynder expressed her awe as Spyro draped his wing over her side, "yes, it is indeed, we never got to see it after we defeated Malefor" Spyro shared her awe in the matter, "and as much as I'd love to stay here and spend eternity with you, Cyn..." Spyro began, "Spyro!" Cynder exclaimed, clearly embarrassed as she blushed heavily, "we've got to get back to the Skylands, who knows what could be happening, I mean, it's not unlikely that Kaos could've broken out of prision yet again" Spyro sighed in frustration, "we can't we ever get a break" at this, Cynder kissed Spyro on the cheek, "well, Spyro, let's focus on what's in front of us, which is...getting back to the Skylands" Cynder lightened his spirit, she was always a voice for compassion, they definitely had a lot in common, as Ignitus told him, "Ignitus" Spyro's thoughts grew sober and he couldn't stop thinking about that day, "I could've saved him, instead he died because of me, no! Ignitus sacrificed himself so you could defeat Malefor and save the planet, don't make his death be in vain, Spyro!" Spyro scolded himself in his thoughts, he wouldn't let Ignitus's death be for nothing. They kept trekking until they came upon what looked like a camp of sorts, Spyro and Cynder looked at each other and he made the shush motion with his finger, they sneaked up upon the camp and hid behind some nearby trees, "are those-?" In the camp was what shocked him, they're we're drow elves living here, "what? How? There shouldn't be drow elves in Avalar, unless-" Spyro thought back to the day when he rescued Sparx from the apes, "this can't be a coincidence, drow elves and apes don't just randomly swap worlds with each other" Spyro then saw the thing that really set him off, next to the drow elves was a lantern, and in that lantern was a particularly familiar dragonfly "Sparx!" Spyro gasped.