Darkness Falls Trilogy- Book one: Shades of Glory

Chapter one: Nightmare

The endless rain crashed down onto the ground like billions of tears from the gods, for this day was to be one that is worth moarning. Nothing grew anymore, giving the rain nothing to do except for plummet and dry up on the soggy ground afterwards. Trees barren of all leaves, the world seemed empty, and with no oned around to talk to, you just might think it was. The dragon temple was empty. There was no trace of any existance, and the very walls were crumbling, along with massive holes in the wall saying that it was shot at with balistae and catapults. Thousands, upon thousands of lifeless bodies were spread out across the field behind the temple. Their was but one piece of life in that field, an that was the slow but steady heartbeat of Cynder. You may tihnk that this is taken place back to her evil self, but far from it, another civil war was raged on. For five cold, wet, and bloody years, the Avalarians had won the war against the forces of evil. But did they truly win? Was their efforts against the Malikae, a dark army forged within the borders of the wall of fire, in vain?

Cynder walked alone among the carnage of the war. She was bruised minorly, but she had no care for what happened to her. Every step she took her feet would become more more wet from the fresh blood that soaked the grass. With her tail hung low, swiveling to and fro across the ground, she slowly walked to the temple. She looked up to the sky, and wished for just a small beam of sunlight to poke trough those blankets pf clouds, but none came. The sky grey, and the land stained red, Cynder took to the skies to get to the temple faster. She flew at a great speed, and the shallow redness of her eyes shows that she was crying; hard.

She finally reached the temple, and stook the landing as she slowly fell to the ground. She then walked very solemnly through the halls of the temple. She came across her and Spyro's room that they both shared. She walked inside and noticed a small, purple scale lying on the ground. She walked over to it with haste, and picked up with her fore paw, and layed it her palm. She sniffled some mucous that was trying to come out, then rubbed her eyes free of tears with her shoulder. She then looked at the scale, with the utmost of all respects.

"Why you?" She asked, not to herself, but to the air engulfing the room, as if talking to someone.

"Why did you have to go? Why couldn't it have been me?" She then started sobbing uncontrolably, closed her paw around the scale, and brought it too her heart.

"I'm so sorry, Spyro... it's all my fault. If I had just listened to Ignitus, you wouldn't have..." She cried even harder for him. The temple was filled with the sound of her wailing over her love, and she was not ashamed. As soon as she finally stopped crying, she put the in her mouth, and walked out of the room. She soon came to the courtyard of the temple, once filled with laughter and the gossip of friends, now was only home to a large, circular stone in the middle of the courtyard. Cynder walked up to it slowly, trying not to cry. With tears in her eyes she put the scale down on the ground in front of the stone, on which it said:

To Spyro,

~ Bravest of us all ~

A good brother, friend, and mate

Underneath was twenty to thiry signatures that were placed in honor of Spyro's sacrifice to the realms. Cynder sniffled once again, and placed her paw on the stone, and whispered:

"I love you, and I'll soon be with you." She then closed her eyes, put her tail blade up to her throat, and with a quick flick of her muscles she took her life.

"AHHH!" Cynder screamed as she awoke from her dream. She breathed heavily and panted, holding her chest to make sure it was still beating. She looked over across the room to see Spyro sleeping in his bed. She gave a sigh of relief,

"Thank the ancestors... he's ok." She then leaned back and fell to her bed as her breathing began to become normal.

Dear Ancestors, what the hell kind of dream was that? Could that have been a vision? A vision of the future? Oh please... please tell me that will never come to pass. She looked over to her soon-to-be-mate.

"I could not bare to lose you my love." Spyro readjusted himself while sleeping and said, "Cyn...Cynder." Cynder covered her mouth to supress a giggle.

Awww. He's dreaming about me... I hope it's a dream anyway. Cynder looked around the room. It was maybe four o'clock in the morning, and she could see the sun start to rise over the horizon. She sighed as she saw the sun rise, a mixture of oranges and yellows, it was truly breathtaking. She looked around the room again to see Sparx sleeping in his usual bed. His head on his pillow, left arm haning down, and a small bead of drool coming from his mouth. He wasn't snoring, but he was making some sort of noise that also made Cynder giggle quietly. She silently creeped over to Spyro, who was lying on his right side facing the wall, and gave him a soft peck on the cheek.

"I love you Spyro. Forever and for always." She then walked over to her bed, layed down, and found some more sleep.

Later that day, Spyro covered his eyes irritably because the sun coming in from the window. He flopped onto his left side, got out of bed, and arched his back to stretch as he let out a big yawn. He smacked his lips due to the yawn, and looked over to see Cynder, crled up in a ball in her own cute way. Spyro chuckled a little at the sight, and walked over to her.

"Cynder," he whispered in her ear," Baby girl get up." He started shaking her softly to make her awake, which was effective. She opened her eyes a little and smiled as she saw who was standing over her.

"Good...morning." She said yawning in between good and morning. She fully opened her eyes, and leaned up to give Spyro a small but pleasant kiss. She sat up and got out of bed, doing the same as Spyro did just moments before.

"How was your night?" Spyro asked her lovingly.

"It was just peachy, as soon as I was done having nightmares." She sunk her head a little bit. "They're about you... you know. And then me going after you." Spyro came to stand next to her and folded his wing over her body.

"It's ok Cynder. We all get nightmares. I'm still here."

"Well, duh." Cynder said in a sarcastic tone. She then looked up to him ad kissed him once more on the lips.

"Have you ever seen a sunrise Spyro?" Cynder turned to the window.
"It is truly beautiful." Cynder then turned to Spyro, who was staring at her.

"Yeah... beautiful." She looked away and blushed deeply.

"Oh, you don't mean that Spyro." She said still looking away.

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" He asked bringing her head up to look at him wit his muzzle.

"Because I'm not. Honestly Spyro, I don't know why you're with me. There are so many choices other than me.

"No there isn't. I am the luckiest dragon in the world to even know you as well as I do. And about the beutiful thing... I'll bet you that sunrise is jealous of you. Cynder couldn't help but laugh at this comment.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Is Sparx up yet?" Spyro looked over to him, still making weird noises as he always does. Spyro took a hold of his blankets and threw them off im, and rolling Sparx out onto the floor.

"OW!" Sparx yelped as he hit the floor.

"Yep." Spyro answered Cynder, who tried to hide a giggle, but to no use.

"Yeah, yeah very funny bro. I'll get you for that.'

"Good morning sunshine."Cynder said to him.

"Yeah, yeah good morning to you too. Hey Spyro, what we doing today?" Sparx asked rubbing his hands together.

"Well, actually, I was just going to hang out with Cynder today. We don't get many days where we are able to just lay around and do nothing." Sparx's jaw dropped about a foot.

"Then why, in the heck, did you wake me up?"

"Because Cynder asked if you were awake, and I didn't want to say 'no' to her." Cynder laughed out loud at the two bickering over her asking a question.

"I'm going to get some fresh air, you two have fun." She then walked out of the room, but even down the hall she could still hear Sparx yelling, and Spyro just calmly answering his so many questions. Cynder laughed to herself.

"Boys." She said shaking her head.