Alright, this is my first story so it may not be very good... Anyways, hope you enjoy!
Spyro knew he had made a mistake as soon as he jumped through the portal.
Cynder had been able to get behind where the portal had opened as soon as she got through it. All she had to do now is wait for Spyro to come through. Once he went through, Spyro looked around to try and find Cynder, but with no luck. He was about to turn back when he was hit by a wave of shadow flame. He turned around to see Cynder charging towards him, shooting another wave of shadow as she ran. Spyro managed to dodge this attack, but was still in pain after the first.
"You have interfered for the last time, you purple pest!", Cynder screamed. " This doesn't have to happen, Cynder!", Spyro shouted. " I know who you really arem and I believe you do too!"
"Who is this 'real' me you speak of?!"
Spyro looked at Cynder at disbelief. She was being completely arrogant to the fact that she was not really the form she was at the moment. " You know who you are Cynder, don't try to say you don't."
Cynder knew he was right, but was trying her best not to show it. Spyro managed to see in her eyes she knew he was right, but it quickly disappeared. "No...", Cynder shook her head, " I will not believe you!" She then fired a barrage of shadow fire, all of which hitting Spyro in various places. Spyro winced in pain as he tried to use his fire breath, but to no success.
Cynder laughed "Did you honestly think that you could defeat me? You have no idea of what I am capable of! Now, what shall I do with you? I'll tell you what, you can either live and join the Dark Master, or you can die, and hold your loyalty to the Guardians."
"I will never help Malefor!" Spyro shouted.
Cynder sarcastically sighed, "It's a shame, really" She used her wind breath to throw Spyro across the barren landscape.
"You would have made such a brilliant warrior." She then walked off into the distance.
Well, what did you think? This is my first story so don't be too harsh. This is basically a demo chapter to get going in the story. I appreciate criticism, but I do not so with flames.
The Silent Stranger,
Souls Of Fury
