I DO NOT HOLD OR OWN ANY RIGHTS OVER LEGEND OF SPYRO

I DO HOLD OWNERSHIP FOR TNW (The New World) STORY

THIS IS NOT CANON

Good, now that we got that out of the way, I would like to thank everyone that is reading this book. I made the choice of writing this story (still writing it now) because I continue to get the same feeling every time I beat Dawn of The Dragon; the story shouldn't have ended there. Another reason I'm doing this is because I enjoy writing, and I want to improve my writing capability.

Also, remember that I'm not a professional writer, therefore there will be grammatical as well as spelling errors, I will write to the best of my abilities, but again I'm not a professional writer, so expect some small mistakes. Feedback is greatly appreciated, as I said before I enjoy writing, and intend to improve on it. When I say feedback, I don't mean praising the work or making it look better than it really is, I do appreciate positive comments, but constructive criticism will aid my writing, allowing it to improve.

Thank you, and I hope you all enjoy my take on the story.

"Well young Dragon, where might you be?" Ignitus pondered to this question while staring at the hovering book in front of him. Ignitus, the newly appointed chronicler, a dragon that is responsible for containing and adding to all of the history of the planet. Ignitus's mind thinking of everything that could have possibly happened to Spyro, the purple dragon that he trained, and whom had just recently saved the world. Ignitus noticed a book in the corner of his eye, it appeared to have an image of Spyro on the front, with text above "The Legend of Spyro." Ignitus smiled towards seeing the book, he began to flip through the pages, leading to the answers of many of his unanswered questions regarding the Dragon, such as why Spyro along with Cynder went missing for three years. Ignitus later flipped the pages to what showed the struggle of the battle between The Dark Master, Malefor, against Spyro as well as Cynder within the belt of fire. They gave everything to save the world, Spyro using the last of his power and energy to pull the planet back together, preventing the destruction of the world. Ignitus acknowledging the death of the 2 Dragons, he felt a deep sense of pride knowing that the planet was saved by the Dragon he has grown to know and care for over the years. "Thank you both, may you rest in peace and find happiness." Ignitus turned his eyes to see what appeared to be the next page glowing. Feeling a deep sense of curiosity he turned the page to see what he could find. Ignitus couldn't help but smile.

"You're it," the Black Dragoness took flight from the ground before Spyro had the chance to react. Soon after Cynder, the Purple Dragon took flight, his eyes focused on Cynder.

"Hey that's no fair," Spyro laughing flying after the Black Dragoness in the sky.

"Oh, really is that so?" Cynder giggling to see Spyro struggling to catch up with her.

"Yup," Spyro took a deep breath. "It doesn't matter I'm still going to get you."

"In your dreams Spyro," Cynder laughed along with Spyro, "you and I both know that I am a better flyer than you." Cynder began to dive down.

"Hmm, well this never seemed to occur to me." There was a large grin that could be identified upon the Black Dragonesses face.

"Then let me show you." Before Spyro had a chance to move his lips, the young Dragoness bolted up as fast as lightning, appearing to do a flip, and then she was gone. Spyro was simply just flying in place, amazed, completely unaware where Cynder has gone. He looked left, right, up, down, he turned around, entirely confused. He felt a tap on the back of his shoulder.

"You're it… again." Cynder quickly flipping back where Spyro couldn't reach her.

"Wait, I was it, that, wait a second, what, what just happened, I'm confused."

"That seems to be the norm." Cynder laughing, along with Spyro. "Come get me Spyro, if you can." Cynder had large a smile on her face while saying this. Cynder noticed that the Purple Dragon appeared to be flying towards the ground.

"Spyro watch out!"

"Huh." Spyro unable to react resulted in him to fly directly into the ground, and was dragged among the grass, leaving a deep and long trail behind him. Cynder quickly landed, concerned for the well-being of the Dragon.

"Spyro are you okay" The Purple Dragon opened his eyes to look up and see Cynder leaning over him.

"That wasn't one of my smoother landings." After seeing stars Spyro shook his head

"So, everything is fine?"

"Well, there is one thing?"

"What is it?" Cynder had a very noticeable face of concern.

"You're it!" Spyro quickly tagged Cynder on the nose with his paw, afterwards quickly jumping back before Cynder could react.

"Hey that is no fair." Cynder leaped at Spyro.

"Oh, really is that so?" There was a large smirk on Spyro's face.

"Hey, don't use my own words against me."

"Just did," Spyro laughing, taking off into the sky, with Cynder shortly after. Both having the time of their lives.

It was night, both Cynder and Spyro were in a cave that they found one week ago, after defeating the Dark Master Malefor. Spyro was sitting at the mouth of the cave. Happily looking up at the stars, reflecting to his past. He found immense joy in retiring from his fighting days.

"I can't believe that we defeated Malefor only two weeks ago." Spyro didn't respond to Cynder, lost in his own thoughts. "Spyro?"

"Hmm?"

"Is everything okay? You're not normally this quiet?" Cynder walked out from the inside of the cave, and sat down next to Spyro.

"Yeah sorry, I was just thinking. Spyro turned his head to the side to face the Dragoness.

"About what."

"Just, these past two weeks have shown me a peace that I haven't felt, in well ever."

"What do you mean?" Cynder looking at Spyro curiously.

"Well, it's just that I've spent nearly all of my life fighting, and fighting, and fighting, at least most of what I remember. It is so nice to be able to spend some time not having to worry about anything, to take a break, enjoy life."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"So, what is on your mind?" Spyro looked back at Cynder, waiting for an answer.

"Spyro, we've known each other for a long time. You know about everything there is to know about me, but I don't know much about your past. Could you tell me about it?

"What do you mean by my past?"

"As in where you grew up, and just about everything that lead up to you saving me.

"Uhm, sure. When Ignitus managed to escape from the temple during the time when I was still an egg, he set soon to become me, on a river. My egg went down the river for some time, until it finally found it's resting place. From what I've been told Dragonflies gathered around my egg, wondering what was to come from it.

"Was Sparx one of those dragonflies.

"I'll get to Sparx in a second. When my egg first hatched, they were first scared, but there was a pair of dragonflies that raised me as if I were their own. I grew up with them and Sparx, we were raised among the same family, me and Sparx were actually born on the same day."

"So that is why you guys get along so well, you two are practically brothers."

"Yeah, we actually see each other as brothers, rather than friends. We've been together for all of our lives. Now don't laugh, but for a long time I myself thought I was a dragonfly." Cynder couldn't hold back, she began laughing

"That's adorable. It was really an over-sized dragonfly that saved the planet." Cynder was still laughing. while this was happening Spyros's, cheeks were turning red. "Oh calm down Spyro I'm only teasing."

"Yeah," he whispered.

"Hey at least you aren't another Sparx, I don't know how I could have handled that." Spyro and Cinder both laughed.

"So, to quickly summarize everything when I discovered my powers I set out to see if I could find any of my own kind, and see where I came from, I ran into Ignitus, he told me where I was from, about the war, just about everything. After that we set out to recover the temple, and save the guardians. Everything else you know. "

"one last thing." Cynder again turning to Spyro.

"What?" Spyro waiting for Cynder's question.

"Why?"

"Why what?" The Purple Dragon having a very clear face of curiosity.

"Why did you save me, when you first fought and beat me. After everything that I did?"

"Cynder, there is one thing that you need to know. You shouldn't see yourself as the one who fought for the dark master. That wasn't you.

"But it was, it was my body, I'm responsible for everything that happened."

"It may have been your body, but that wasn't the kind, compassionate, and caring dragoness that I know today." There was a large smile that could be identified off the Black Dragonesses face.

"Thank you Spyro." She began to lean in towards him. Spyro held back for a moment then leaned in himself. As Spyro let his eyelids droop he noticed Cynder's head moving downwards. She nuzzled her head under his jaw. The purple dragon smiled and draped his golden wing around her before they went back to watching the night sky, eventually falling asleep.