This is my first fiction, I want the readers to be Rough. disclamer: I don't own any of the Spyro characters.
Here we go.

The return of Gaul
Prologue

"Lord Gaul, there is something you must see." "What is it now, general Nuk?"

General Nuk was Gaul's chief yunik (A yunik is a general who gets their genitalia crushed so they can't over throw their leader through reproduction)

"It's The Dark Master, sir." General Nuk informed Gaul.

Gaul rubbed his forehead before rising from his throne. What could he want? Now that we're so close? He thought to himself as he made his way to a black crystal twice the size of an ape commander. Bowed to the the crystal before addressing it.

"My lord, what is thy bidding?" Gaul asked the crystal.

"Remove the underlings." Came a voice from the rock. Gaul waved his hand, and they left.

"Master." Gaul replied.

"Spyro." Malefor's voice seemed to emanating from the crystal.

"What about him, Master."

"He comes for Cynder, his feelings cloud his judgment." Gaul's head jerked up quickly.

"We can catch him, turn him." He said with relish, a grim smile creeping onto his face.

"No." Was all Malefor said.

"What do you mean 'No'?"

"You will fail, Gaul."

"Master, what do mean? I don't understand." Gaul said, as his face contorted to show shock openly.

"You heard me slave!" Malefor rumbled.

"No. I...I don't believe you."

"You will fail Gaul. Spyro will defeat you. And die trying to escape." Malefor said with a cakkle.

The thick throated laugh hung in the air for a long time.

Once Gaul had regained his composure he said. "No. You're wrong, I will kill the whelpling."

"When have I ever been wrong slave?" Malefor asked, with a harsh tone in his voice. "But you have been a good servant, and you may prove useful; bring in your strongest general.

"Yes Master." Gaul said with an exasperated sigh. "DOLTH! Come in here!"

Five minuets later an ape walked in. He stood eight cubits ( 1 cubit = 1.50 feet) high. With broad shoulders and arms as big around as logs.

"Yes milord?" The great ape said in a baritone voice.

four years later...

As Cynder lay in her bed, Spyro slowly crept into her room. "My love? Are you awake?"

"I am now, what is it Spyro?" Cynder asked.

"Oh nothing." He said, a knowing grin spread upon his face.

So? What do you think?