Chapter 2: The Coming Threat

Two weeks after Spyro and Cynder's arrival at Warfang, at the Celestial Temple in the White Isle, Ignitus was in the library reading a pair of books, one jet black, and the other a pure violet. Both were decorated lavishly with golden designs on the covers and spines. "So that is when you realized, eh Spyro?" Ignitus chuckled, "It was much later that Cynder felt the same way. I suppose you have a gift for patience, young dragon." He then dismissed both books to their respective places on the shelves, which was right next to the other.

Ignitus then perked up and said "What was that?" He turned his head "There it is again. What is it that I'm sensing?" He then walked into the previous room, the location of the pool of visions in the Celestial temple.

I can swear I felt something he thought, and perked up again There it is again! It must be real… He looked into the pool and as it shifted to show a vision, a grey aura appeared around Ignitus, followed by the distinctive smell of a campfire. As his aura faded the picture in the pool showed a purple light flowing over the land. "That must be Spyro's power, holding the planet together." He said, "But wait, that power would have dissolved the moment the planet stabilized…"

A booming voice with a British lilt abruptly spoke from the shadows "It is not Spyro, but the remnants of Malefor's spirit."

Ignitus remained trained on the pool and said, "If that is true, then how will we fight it?" He lifted his head in the direction of the shadows and spotted a figure, all he could see was a pair of electric-blue eyes trained on him.

"That I cannot answer." The eyes remained unmoving.

"How is it that you know that Malefor's spirit is the one I'm scrying?" Ignitus inquired carefully.

"Because, at one time, I was his twin brother, yet he was given the purple scales and not I." the eye's held no emotion.

"Show yourself. I grow tired of talking to shadows." Ignitus said irritably.

The eyes then moved closer to the light, and revealed themselves to not be attached to a dragon. This mildly surprised Ignitus. The creature had the head of a bird, more specifically a phoenix. His ears resembled a cat's ears, swiveling with every sound. His golden beak was hooked and sharp. His claws were those of a bird, four digits in front, and one in the back. Yet those talons on his haunches resembled those of a fire dragon.

Instead of scales, he had feathers, all over his body except for his tail. The feathers on his body and wings faded from a light yellow to a deep crimson, and the feathers on his head were all a light yellow. On his forehead, was a single horn; it was blood red and razor sharp. His tail, though thin and long carried a huge blade at the very end. This blade was a golden diamond (1) that could cut through just about anything, and didn't weigh him down a bit.

As he walked into the light, a blue aura flared to life around him, giving his eyes an eerie glow. One could not miss the distinctive scent of the ocean filling the room. "I am Luminitus, the current Guardian of Light."

"That wasn't always your name was it, Luminitus?" Ignitus said

"No it wasn't. Before my brother gave in to the darkness of his heart and became the monster you know him to be, my name was Valefor, and I was a fire dragon at one point." Luminitus's eyes never left Ignitus as he spoke.

"As was I. Now on to business, we must warn the other Guardians, and my sons must know of their heritage." Ignitus's voice caught at the mention of his sons.

"I know who they are; they are twins are they not?" The griffin inquired.

"Yes, like you and Malefor, they are different colors, yet think almost exactly alike." Ignitus said in reminiscence.

"How are we to do this? Do I go to Warfang and tell them? Or shall you?" Luminitus settled onto his haunches, as he already knew the answer.

"My sons must find out from their father, or they will never believe it. I shall go to Warfang, relate how I became the Chronicler, and then find my sons, who shouldn't be too far away." Ignitus rose to leave. "I will also inform them that you will be coming. With Malefor's spirit wandering around, they will need all the help that they can get."

"Very well, I shall leave on the morrow; for now, I must rest." The griffin said.

"There is a room on the right after you walk through the Library of Time, you may sleep there." Ignitus said with a smile, and then disappeared with a flash of his aura.

After walking through the library and making it to the room indicated by Ignitus, Luminitus said with a smirk, "Get ready Spyro, Cynder. Here he comes."

In the temple Spyro, Cynder, the Guardians, and a few new additions to the "council," Flame, Ember, and Hunter, were arguing about what to do next. As Volteer was relating his idea, Spyro secretly looked around at the newcomers.

Hunter he knew from his previous adventure to defeat Malefor, he had warmed up to him fast, and they quickly became best friends.

Ember, Spyro didn't like her that much, every time she caught him alone, she tried to force herself on him, he even made her take an earth bullet to the chest and that still didn't stop her.

Flame, Spyro quickly became good friends with him and he didn't know why, but Flame always knew what he was thinking and vice versa; he thought that it was really uncanny and wanted to know more about the young fire dragon's past. He also found out that Flame was head-over-heels in love with Ember, and found that he acted a lot like he did when he realized that he loved Cynder.

Cynder, at first she was his worst enemy, until he realized that she was just being controlled by the Dark Master. When he rescued her from Convexity, he found out he had some feelings for her, and it was awkward for a while. On his last adventure, he was forced to be close to her, and the awkwardness subsided. At the very end of their last adventure, when he pieced the planet back together, he heard her say three very important words "I love you" and they've been together ever since.

He looked up to all the Guardians, especially Ignitus. He was the only one who didn't miss a beat, or any detail. He also didn't talk too much or end up seeming like a snob. Terrador was a close second in that, but Ignitus did something more for Spyro, and it was killing him that he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

All of a sudden Cynder nuzzled him to get his attention, "Spyro, you're spacing out again."

Spyro chuckled, "Yeah, but it's Volteer, Cyn."

"I know" Cynder couldn't help but smirk at him, "I'll summarize what he's been saying. He's saying that Cyril, Terrador, and himself ought to all step down as guardians, and find apprentices to take their place. He also said that you and I will be in charge of them whether or not we are guardians. I know it's unorthodox, but he said it might work, and Cyril agrees…which is weird." Spyro chuckled again.

"I know, those two don't ever agree on anything." Then Spyro sneezed at the smell of a campfire. "Why do I smell a campfire in the temple?"

"I don't know but I smell it too…" Cynder sniffed the air, "It's a strong smell, no wonder you sneezed."

A flash of grey light appeared in the middle of the room, stopping Volteer's electric tongue in its tracks. Another flash and a dragon silhouette appeared, scaring the wits out of Ember. Flame, Spyro and Cynder all just stared at the shape in front of them. The other guardians simply settled down into their seats. In one final flash, Ignitus appeared before everyone, the strong smell of a campfire made both Flame and Spyro sneeze and Cynder covered her nose.

"I have quite a lot to share with you don't I?" Ignitus smirked.

(1)- I got this idea from Black Cyrus's Siaria, I didn't take the whole character, just the tailblade.

And there's chapter two, can anyone guess who Ignitus's "twins" are? I'll put your name in really pretty lights if you get it right! Just kidding, it won't do that with Word so I'll just recognize you. REVIEW PLEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSSEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

-Ultima