A/N: Let's get oen thing straight here, this has nothing to do with Call od Duty: Black Ops so don't even mention it, if you do I will report you more times then I have teeth!. You have been warned. Anyway this story came to me when I was in the shower, it's a story about how Spyro is a hitman and Cynder is a detective for New York and how Spyro is trying to- Well read and find out. This is my longest chapter ever so be happy about it YAY!.

The Legend of Spyro: Black Ops

Crime and Investigation

The dragons, a race of bipedal lizards with huge wings and long tails, their bodies bent like a T-rex. A Purple dragon wearing a black suit with a white shirt walked in, his black sunglasses glinting as he walked under the lights. His last mission was successful and the district attorney for New York was lying dead in his office. He walked into his employers room and sat down in the open seat, and two men with guns seemingly came from nowhere. The white dragon in the swivel chair turned to face the purple dragon and he scowled at him.

"Your still alive" the white dragon stated.

"I told you, I don't do fail" the purple one said. He removed the sunglasses and his purple eyes reflected the light of the room.

"You were successful, but you'll get no further" the white dragon said. The purple dragon said nothing but looked at the two guards through the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry Spyro, but your life ends here" the older dragon said. He walked out of the room and when he was about to close the door he gestured to the guards. One raised his gun to shoot Spyro but he ducked as he was priming it and he punched him in the stomach and threw him at his friend. Spyro drew his gun and fired two shots into each of the men's head. The slumped to the floor and Spyro walked out of the door and saw two men rush at him, he drew a second pistol and fired them both and took them both down without breaking his stride. Suddenly a huge dragon knocked the gun's out of his hands and they went spinning into a corner. Spyro raised his fists and stood ready, the big dragon took a swing but Spyro ducked under it and delivered three punched and a kick to the big dragon's face. The nigger dragon fell back unconscious and Spyro retrieved his weapons. He walked out of the mansion unopposed and he looked over the ten metre ledge to the white dragon's escaping car. Spyro holstered his guns and jumped off the ledge. He fell the ten metres and landed on the roof, barely leaving a dent. Two mean hung out of the doors and tried to shoot Spyro but he pulled out his guns and fired before they could even aim for him. Spyro jumped onto the bonnet and swung round and pulled the door open, pulling the driver out and taking his employers car.

"What, how are you still alive?" he gasped.

"You only had two guys with guns, big mistake" Spyro said flatly.

"I will kill you" the white dragon swore.

"No" Spyro said "You won't" Spyro jumped out of the car as the vehicle crashed through the guardrail and went off the cliff. All the motorists saw the incident and were staring at him. He pulled out his glasses and put them back on, then he began to walk away from the scene.

Cynder was at the crime scene hours after it had been called in. Witnesses all reported the same thing, a purple in a black suit had driven the car off a cliff, but had jumped out just before it went over. This was no accident, that she was sure of, this was a murder. She analyzed the road for any signs of a struggle and she was radioed to tell her that they had three bodies on the highway a little further up the road. I swore and drove up to see them, each of the bodies had a bullet in them and they were hit with deadly precision.

"This guy was trained" she said. Later that day the crane managed to pull the car out of the ditch, it was battered but the plates were still intact. The car was registered to a mister Abraham Grey, but the recognition was useless as his body was in the back. Grey was a rich man and had been suspected of hiring hitmen to kill his enemies, but now it looked like he found one he couldn't screw over. Cynder appreciated the fact that this guy was off the streets but she resented the way it was done. They were small dents in the cars roof, the size of shoe prints and the scientist on the team said they were caused by a drop from at least ten metres high. She called over some of the team and told them to follow her to the mansion where Grey lived. They arrived and saw the bodies in front of the study, the pulled out their guns and took their positions, Cynder kicked the door open but only found more corpses, she swore and checked their necks. After pronouncing them dead they checked around the room. They found two 10 mm handgun rounds, the same from the crime scene. Cynder realized that Grey had tried to play this hitman for a fool but he survived and killed the guards, then chased him through the house and hijacked the car and then crashed it, killing the old dragon. After forensics had bagged all the evidence she went back to the road and saw a dragon standing on the cliff. She called out to him, he turned and just looked at herm his expression blank. Suddenly he jumped off the edge and fell to the ground. She ran over to the edge but saw nobody, she scratched her head and turned away to see an older dragon staring her in the face.

"You're in charge here right?" he asked.

"What do you need?" she asked.

"A young dragon just stole my car and drove off with it" he said.

"What, where was he?" Cynder asked.

"Well while you were staring at that hologram he pulled me out of my car and drove off with it" he explained.

"Shit" she swore. She looked back at the cliff and saw a small black box on the edge, she pressed it and a hologram appeared of the dragon but his face was blurred out. From what she could tell he was young, at least in his early twenties. He seemed to be purple and he was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. The witnesses were correct but without a facial identification, they had no real leads. Over the radio came a distress call.

Detective Cynder we have a shootout at a bar not far from your location, please respond it said. Cynder hopped in her car and then responded.

"On my way Captain" she said, then drove off towards the bar.

She arrived at the bar ten minutes later just in time to see someone get thrown through a window. She drew her gun and ran inside, bullets were flying everywhere and there was a fistfight going on in the centre. Cynder made her way through the crowd, dropping anyone who attacked her until she reached the larger crowd. In the middle of it there were two dragons. One was a blue dragon in a lumberjack outfit, the other was wearing a black suit with sunglasses on his face. The lumberjack dragon was sneering and jeering at the purple one, but the other just stood there, his face blank. The bigger dragon swung for the purple one but with extraordinary speed his hand came up and he blocked it. Then he kneed the lumberjack in the groin and then head butted his in the nose knocking him to the floor. The lumberjack shook his head and pulled out a knife, he swung wildly at the purple dragon, but the other one just moved. When the lumberjack slashed to the side the purple one moved in. He grabbed the bigger dragon's wrist and twisted it sharply, then brought it down on his knee and broke the bone. He then twisted under it and stepped behind his back then pushed his arm up, another crack sounded as his shoulder snapped. Then he put his foot on his back and kicked him into a table. The bigger dragon did not get back up. Cynder's mouth hung open as she watched the fight, then the others realized they had a police officer next to them. The moved in on her until a loud crash was heard and a dragon slumped to the floor. All eyes turned to the purple dragon who was holding the remains of a chair in his hands. He stepped towards Cynder and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Anyone wants to fight her, fights me" he said, not showing any emotion. They all backed away from the two and they went back to their drinks. The bar owner came out and spoke to the purple dragon.

"Excuse me sir, I know you've just saved me a lot of money but I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you two leave my bar, sorry but I don't allow fighting" he said.

"No problem" he said, then threw him a wad of bills and winked at him "Just a little cash for the trouble" The bar owner thanked him and he put his hands in his pockets and walked out the door. Cynder caught him as he walked towards the street.

"Excuse me sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to come with me" she said. The dragon stopped and turned to face her then lowered his glasses onto his nose.

"I'm afraid I can't do that" he said. The suddenly he kicked her and she went flying into a wall and hit her head. She saw him take off running and she limped over to her car and called backup over the radio.

"Cynder requesting backup, possible murder suspect is fleeing the area, assistance needed" she said. She climbed into her car and drove after him and began to give chase. She saw him run across the busy street and jump over the bonnets of cars and run up a wall and onto a roof. Cynder abandoned her car and tried to find a ladder to get up. She found one and got up onto the roof, but he was already a block away. She sprinted after him jumping over gaps in the buildings and saw him do almost impossible things while climbing and running. She began to pant heavily and slow down but the purple dragon seemed tireless. He ran on until she could only see a faint outline of him on the horizon. She took out her radio and called her support.

"Target lost" she panted and sat down to catch her breath.

Spyro ran back to his safe house and got changed out of his formal clothes. He put on a pair of black pants and a white long sleeved shirt. He strapped on his gun and put on his leather jacket and walked out of the house. By now a description of him had probably reached the police's ear and they were probably searching for him after he lost the officer he had helped out earlier. He wandered around the city until he saw someone being mugged in a back alley, it was a young pink dragon, no older then thirteen. He walked over to them and whistled, the mugger turned his head and Spyro punched him straight in the jaw. The little girls turned towards him and backed away slightly.

"Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you" he said smiling. He held out his hand and after a few seconds she gingerly took it.

"What's your name?" he asked walking her through the streets back to her house.

"I'm called Ember" she said "Take a right here" Spyro did as told and they came to the expensive area of town, they were Porsches and Ferrari's at every house. They stopped when Ember pointed to a house with a orange Range Rover parked outside. He walked her to the door and he knocked on it. A few seconds later a golden dragon in her late thirties answered the door.

"Mom!" Ember shouted running into her mother's arms.

"What happened, is she in trouble?" she asked worriedly.

"No she's fine, I was just helping her out" Spyro said.

"I was being attacked by this big mean dragon when he came along and knocked him out" Ember explained.

"Wha?" Ember's mother said.

"She was being mugged" Spyro said.

"Oh my God" she said grabbing hold of Ember and started crying. Ember's father came to the door and looked at Spyro. Then his eyes widened.

"Wait you're that guy from the news, the one who killed those people" he said. Spyro's smiled dropped and he closed the door and sprinted away from the house.

"Who was that dad?" Ember asked.

"That's the dragon that killed Mr. Grey this morning and the one who attacked that cop" he said.

"If he's that evil then why did he save me?" Ember asked.

"He probably-" her father began "I actually don't know"

"Quick call the police" Ember's mother said. Ember's father did as he was told and dialled 9-1-1. He gave his details and address and the police arrived within minutes. Cynder got out of her car and walked over to meet the family. She shook the parents' hands and crouched down to talk to Ember.

"Wow, you're really pretty" Ember said. Cynder giggled and she patted Ember on the head.

"You're quite cute yourself" Cynder said smiling. She stood up straight and grew serious as she talked with the parents.

"So what was he like?" Cynder asked taking out her notebook.

"He was as tall as you maybe taller, your build but more manly and muscled, he was purple and hew was wearing black trousers and a white shirt and a brown leather jacket" Ember's mother said "He was very polite, he saved our daughter when she was being attacked"

"Wait what did you say?" Cynder asked.

"She said he saved our daughter when she was being attacked" Ember's father said. Cynder wrote this down and did a quick drawing off the purple dragon in her book.

"Did he tell you his name?" Cynder asked after a while.

"Yes, he said his name was Spyro" Ember said, then she quickly spoke again "You're not going to hurt him are you?" she seemed generally worried about the purple dragon.

"I'm going to tell what we're dealing with here" Cynder said "He is a hitman and he's suspected of the murder of the district attorney of New York city" The family's eyes widened at the revelation.

"If only I'd known, I would've have knocked him out and handcuffed him to a radiator" Ember's dad growled.

"No offence sir, but no you wouldn't, the moment you made a move against him he would've laid you flat right there and then, he is an incredible fighter, in fact I've never seen anyone fight better then him" Cynder said. Ember's father mumbled under his breath and sighed. Cynder thanked the family for there time and began to walk out, but Ember grabbed her by the arm.

"Promise me you won't hurt him" Ember pleaded. Cynder looked into her eyes and sighed.

"I'll do my best" she said. Ember gave her a quick hug and then she ran back to her mother. Cynder walked out to her car to find Spyro, back in his suit and glasses, leaning against her car bonnet. She drew he gun, but Spyro was already pointing his at her. They whole street looked at the standoff but neither Spyro or Cynder moved.

"What are you doing here?" Cynder asked.

"Just need to return this to Ember" he said holding up a small pink purse. Suddenly a door opened and Ember ran out of the house and towards Spyro before Cynder could stop her. He holstered his gun and knelt down and smiled at the pink dragoness.

"Hey there Ember" he said "I forgot to give you this" he said handing her the purse.

"Thanks Spyro" she said.

"Now run back inside before this gets ugly" he said. Ember nodded and ran back inside the house and closed the door.

"What is it with you?" Cynder asked.

"What do you mean?" Spyro asked, pulling his gun out again.

"Why were you so nice to her, you're a killer aren't you?" Cynder asked.

"Um no I think you've made some kind of mistake" Spyro said, pulling out an L.A P.D badge and holding it out so Cynder could see it. Her eyes widened in disbelief and she snatched the badge and examined it. It was one hundred percent real. She growled and handed him back his badge.

"I'm here on the orders of my commissioner to track down a killer who has a possessive obsession with me, he tattooed himself purple and copies my every move" Spyro explained. Cynder thought the story was a little far-fetched but she had no proof he was lying. The whole block heard this they relaxed and shut their blinds and closed their curtains. Spyro holstered his gun and walked over to face Cynder. She still pointed her gun at his chest.

"I don't believe you" she said.

"And you're right not to" Spyro said. Before she could ask what he meant he twisted her hand and she dropped her gun, then he pulled her arm, slammed his hip into her and threw her over his shoulder. By the time she was on her feet Spyro had driven away in her car and was increasing the gap between them . She swore and pulled out her radio and called in to her captain.

"Sir, the hitman is posing as an L.A P.D officer, with an official badge and e very reasonable excuse, but all officers on high alert" she said.

"Good idea detective, I want your report in tomorrow" the captain said. Cynder called in for a replacement car and while she waited for the car to arrive, she knocked on the door to Ember's house and they answered the door.

"Do you have any pain killers?" she asked.

"Um sure" Ember's mother said. Cynder walked into the kitchen and was given the painkillers she asked for. She swallowed them with a drink of water and she thanked them. They all sat down in the lounge and they began to talk.

"So was that guy really a police officer?" Ember's mom asked.

"No, he must've stolen the badge of one of his victims before he came here, and I believed him for a second" Cynder said, shaking her head.

"He seemed quite nice" Ember's mother said. The discussion went on about how nice but evil Spyro was until the replacement car arrived. Cynder said her goodbyes and got into the car and rove back to her house to sleep for the night. She dreamt of all the ways she could've beaten Spyro in a fight. She had none.

Spyro drove through the night until he came to his safe house and he took off his clothes and showered. He dried himself and crawled into bed, falling asleep in a matter of minutes. His sleep was filled with images and pictures of the life he couldn't remember. The life he had long since forgotten when he became a hitman, a mercenary or a super soldier, as the scientist has told him. He woke up the next morning and climbed out of bed, he showered and got dressed. He picked out a black suit, like the one he wore the previous day and he put his sunglasses in his chest pockets. He fastened on his two 10 mm handguns and walked out of the house, he pulled out a set of car keys and threw a brown paper bag through the window of the car. He pressed a button on the keys and the whole car exploded, as well as the safe house. The sound was extreme but Spyro just closed his ears and blotted out the sounds. He pulled out his sunglasses and put them on as the explosion subsided and debris rained from the sky. He saw a man riding a black Hamaya Cougar, he clothes lined the man and stole the bike and drove off into the road.

Cynder arrived at the sight of the explosion and realized she was staring at the wreckage of her old car. Suddenly a man wearing biker gear ran up to her, waving his arms and shouting.

"Some jerk just stole my bike!" he shouted. Cynder face palmed. This was going to be a long day.

A/N: So there you have it, the first chapter to black ops, hope you liked it. R&R please Thanks.

Oh and on a seperate note my penname will be changed, I'll tell you later what it'll be. No signature this time. BYE!