Spyro was so tired these days. His strength gone following his battle with the sorceress, he lay meekly on the ledge in his favourite cave that overlooked Sunrise Spring, the babble of the water soothing to his ears and nerves.
He had barely won that last fight, she was so strong. Her memory burned into his skull, making him wake in terror at night. As brave as he had been forced to be, he was only a teenager and easily traumatised by these events.
Overhead the normally cheerful sky was blotted with angry grey looking clouds. The little purple dragon raised his head and looked carefully at them. They looked forced, out of place. Not like the clouds that blew over the lands from Hurricos, no, these were evil and full of … magic!
As if on cue, a panicked looking Sparx zipped over and seeing that Spyro was awake he buzzed
'Spyro come on, we gotta go now, Bianca says that storm is trouble, everyone needs to get underground'
'Oh but I cant' whined Spyro 'I'm just so tired, I haven't moved from this spot since we came back to the forgotten worlds'
Sparx vibrated in frustration and headbutted the sleepy dragon
'So be it' he huffed, and fluttered off to find an elder who might help lift Spyro from his cave.
No sooner had he flown out of the cave entrance, the storm came crashing down over sunrise spring, disturbing the usually peaceful pool of water in Spyro's direct line of sight, throwing the water up and out of the mountain spring this world got its name from. It was said the dark waters of midnight mountain found their way across worlds to end up here.
A horrifying rumble shook the very ground Spyro lay on and a fissure opened up right in front of him.
'Oh eggs' he mumbled 'I think I'm in trouble' he rolled off the ledge with the next rumble and hit the ground below him with a painful bone shaking thud. Unable to find strength enough to call for help he watched in horror as a crack opened in the ground right where he lay and he was rolled by the moving earth straight into the chasm it had created.
He fell for a long time. It felt like the kind of falling feeling he got whenever he would go through a portal and when the ground didn't come, he realised this was a teleport of some kind. Where it was taking him he didn't know. All he knew was his eyes felt heavy and his head hurt. Down he went, further into the abyss and then he cracked his head off something and was knocked unconscious.
Where he would awake was a mystery indeed.