Authors Note: Chapter altered from original form slightly as of 8/24/10.
Please refrain from reading this if any of the following apply to you.
-You have a problem with malexmale romance. Relationship and love only. I put romance in all my stories.
-You don't like my writing style, though I would appreciate the criticism.
One more time, note this is a SpyroxFlame story and is rated T for safety. The T rating may include minor suggestive references. Refer to the rating scale if you so desire.
Okay, if you don't have a problem, please read on!
The Inner Flame
Prologue: I Don't Wanna Know
Spyro, alongside Flame, Ember and Cynder, have just defeated Gaul. It was a long an merciful battle, but it's done. Spyro has just hit puberty, his voice is now changing, and he has some very strange feelings, making him feel rather uncomfortable.
Spyro caught himself staring at Flame. "No, why me? Besides, he's with Ember, I wouldn't even have a chance. Even if it did happen, no one would accept it," thought Spyro as he looked away from Flame's beautiful body and focused on the trip home.
Once they arrived at the Northern Temple, they walked slowly inside. They reached the Pool of Visions. The Guardians from all four temples were there.
"Everyone, sit down. We have something to tell you…" said Blade, the youngest of all Guardians.
Everyone sat down and prepared for the worst.
"Malefor, the Dark Master has risen from the depths of Convexity. It is up to you to destroy him!" exclaimed Ignitus. He was clearly afraid of what was to come.
"Flame, Ember, Spyro, and Cynder, you are to lead the charge to defeat Malefor. Let nothing stand in your way," said Cyril grimly.
"Where do we start?" asked Flame.
"I would say to head for the swamp, where Spyro was originally born. Kill any of Malefor's Forces you may encounter. Ember, you must stay here, we need your strength here at the Temple," said Terrador, Ember's father.
After a few minutes of grumbling and discontent, she obeyed.
"Yes, finally! I can get some time alone with Flame, I could tell him how I feel. He wouldn't disown me, we've been friends for years!" thought Spyro.
"You may begin now, head to the east, right for the swamp. If you encounter Malefor, run. You are not ready to face him yet, it's too dangerous," instructed Ignitus.
The three dragons began walking in direction of the swamp, not looking back.
"May the Ancestors look after you, may they look after us all!" shouted Ignitus as the three dragons faded away.
A/N: Since this was the prologue, it is short.
Please take the time to review me.