Chapter 2- Homecoming

Hello again! I would just like to say thanks to htffan951 for my first ever review, and I would totally recommend his story mistreated, which even brought a tear to my eye….. Also could somebody please PM or stick into a review instructions on how to favourite a story and author? Lastly a special thanks to Xerneas for favouriting my story Hopefully this chapter should be longer than the last so please enjoy.

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Cynder started to slowly open her eyes. The first thing she noticed was that she was in a cave illuminated by lots of shining pink crystals.

Her second observation was that her entire body hurt, a lot.

"Well at least that means that I'm not dead"

She tried to get up but her legs wobbled and she collapsed, groaning in pain as she hit the floor.

She spied a red crystal jutting out from the floor about two metres away. Groaning in pain she dragged herself over to the crystal and smashed it with a closed paw. The crystal's red energy seeped into her, and she sighed in relief as all her pain washed away.

She got up off the ground, and a nagging thought came into the back of her mind, she felt as if she had forgotten something.

"Spyro!" she said out loud, she hadn't seen the purple dragon since she had come to and he was nowhere in sight

She called twice more but got no answer

"He must be unconscious like I was."

She started to walk down the left corridor of the cave as she could feel a slight wind from that direction and decided to follow it.

After about five minutes she saw the light of day and the entrance to the cave, and there at the very mouth was a purple dragon

"Spyro!" She ran towards him fearing the worst but when she felt a pulse her heart soared, he was alive!

Spyro started to wake and open his eyes. In front of him lay the lush open green fields of the valley of Avalar, and the world was not broken.

"Well at least I know I succeeded, but it must have drained all of my energy."

He realised he was in a cave and started to question himself about how he had got here when a fear came to the forefront of his mind.

Cynder was not with him.

Cynder flew back towards the cave with a plump sheep she had caught only a few minutes ago. When she saw the purple dragon squirming about on the cave. Her heart filled with joy as she flew towards the cave, she dropped the sheep but didn't care as she rushed towards him.

Spyro felt a rush of wind just before something heavy slammed into him and grabbed him in an iron grip.

"Oh Spyro you're okay!"

"C-Cynder?" he gasped looking up into the face of the black dragoness. To him she looked more beautiful than ever, her black scales shining in the sunlight, and her emerald green eyes staring down at him.

She saw he was struggling to breathe, so she stepped off of him. "S-Sorry…"

"It's okay Cyn." he said. His cheeks blushed from the close contact with her, but thankfully she didn't notice.

She looked over him. He had no apparent wounds from the fight with Malefor , that astounded her.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm exhausted. I feel like I just listened to one of Cyril's hour long lectures about the noble history of ice dragons, and finished one of Terrador's 'special' training courses."

"Wow, you must be really tired then."

"Do you think it's finally over Cynder?"

She simply nodded and said, "Yes I do. Hang on I have something for you."

She suddenly flew off but soon came back with the sheep she had dropped.

"How did you kill that?"

She chuckled to herself, "Believe it or not it fainted as soon as it saw me."

They both laughed, just enjoying each others company.

Spyro tried to stand, but his legs wobbled and he fell down. Cynder chuckled slightly. Determined he managed to stand up, his legs all wobbling, but as soon as he lifted one foot in order to step forward, he fell flat on his face.

Cynder now erupted into full blown laughter at his futile attempts to stand, spyro just lay there defeated, glaring at her. "Well, glad to see one of us is enjoying this."

Cynder put a paw over her mouth, trying to stifle the laughter. "Sorry, but you look like a hatchling trying to take its first steps!"

"When I get up you are going to get it!"

I'd like to se you try". she flashed an amused grin. "You can barely stand up, let alone catch me or feed yourself."

Spyro's stomach grumbled with the mention of food. "Hey about that sheep…"

An hour later Spyro lay down, full to the brim from that sheep, he looked out of the cave to see the sun coming down, "I'm going to get some sleep Cyn, Good night."

"Good night." Almost instantly the purple dragon had fallen asleep. Cynder stared at him for a while, watching the rise and fall of his chest.

"Did he hear me?"

She felt sleep taking hold as she looked out at the setting sun. Just before her eyes shut she thought she saw a blazing comet, glowing with golden light.