The Passion of Spyro - Cameron (Cornys) Corns

Chapter 2
Discovery

I became aware of the world once again. It was not like waking up when your eyes suddenly are open and you're fully aware of the world around you. This was much more gradual.

I could hear the chirping of birds all around me; the sound of leaves fluttering in the wind enveloped my ears, and I could feel the blades of grass that were resting against my stomach. My head was pounding with a pain unique to the overuse of magical powers. It was a sensation of pressure, but this was like nothing that I'd ever felt before. A mountain may have well been laying upon my head as strong as this sensation of pressure was.

Heck, maybe there was a mountain on my head!

My eyes snapped open and quickly surveyed the world around me. The last thing that I remembered was the world crashing down upon me, and my wing!

I turned my head over to my right side and found that my wing was still attached to my body, but it was almost entirely useless at this time. I could see places where the rocks had grabbed hold and tore my thin wing membranes from bone to bone. Thick cuts were present even on the bones themselves, but thankfully none of the bones had been completely severed. None-the-less my wing remained immobile and numb no matter how much I tried to move it.

Scanning over my body I realized that there wasn't anything else wrong with me other than a painful scratch that ran down the length of my back on the right hand side where I had spiraled into the side of the Earth on my accent back to the surface.

"Spyro!" I demanded of the tree around me, "Spyro!"

The birds went silent as though they did not wish to incriminate themselves, and the bright green trees seemed to bow down to my voice as a strong gust of wind bent them over a little further. There was no other response. Maybe we had been separated after I had passed out, but he had been entirely separated from me! How could have he made it out of there considering that he hadn't been conscience. Why was I left here though? I passed out before I had even reached the surface and my wing was already destroyed on my right side. Nobody could fly upwards that great of a distance only with the function of one wing.

"Cynder!" came a weak male voice from a distance. I couldn't make out the voice's owner, but it was distinctly male.

"I'm here!" I shouted back in response to the voice as I got my feet under me. My legs were weak and could barely hold my weight at first, but they slowly regained their strength. "I'm here!"

"Cynder!"the male voice returned with a more hopeful tone this time. I could detect excitement in it even this time.

I determined the direction that it was coming from and ran towards it. "Spyro!" I proclaimed joyfully, "Is that you!?"

My right wing didn't hinder my balance as badly as I would have anticipated. I was bounding through the forest now, when just seconds ago I was barely able to stand. I'd never been quite as excited in my life.

"It's Terrador!"

My spirits were diminished, but they remained high. This didn't mean that Spyro was lost, and I had been discovered my the most sensible of the guardians. Things could have been much worse.

"I'm here Terrador," I announced again as his voice had been very close to me the last time that he had spoken. The Earth shook beneath my feet, so I knew that he was very close. I quit running and stayed where I was as Terrador appeared between two trees in front of me. His bright green mass matched that of the green trees as he stopped in front of me.

"Cynder," he addressed me affectionately. The joy that he had was evident upon his face. "We feared that you were gone. We felt the energy that was pulling to Earth back together and we knew all of that energy would have been enough to kill any number of dragons. We thought for sure that you were dead."

"Where's Spyro?" I asked.

"We're not sure. We all had visions that you would be found here, so I went out to find you. Beyond that vision we had no idea what had happened since the burst of energy. I'm glad to see that you are okay, Cynder."

"Me too, Terrador. I'll explain it in depth at a later time, but as the world came back together we were trapped inside of it. It was energy channeled through me and Spyro that brought it back together and after the energy had ran its course Spyro was rendered unconscious.

"I grabbed him and began to fly, but just when I started to see the light of day the passageway became too narrow and my wing was rendered useless." I showed him my wing, at the sight of it he grimaced.

"So how were you able to escape?" he asked doubtingly.

"I don't know. The pain from my wing left me unconscious, but I do recall that I lost contact with Spyro before I was knocked out. Neither of us should have escaped though. I don't know why I'm here Terrador." My eyes had become wet with tears as I realized that Spyro likely was not coming back. I was lucky just to be alive.

"It's alright Cynder," Terrador confirmed as he embraced me with his wings.

"It's alright young one. You've got a lot more to live for young one. The ancestors will take good care of Spyro if he is in fact with them."

A/N: Thanks for reading, and feel free to review good or bad. I always would like to know what I could do better and what I'm doing well. Next chapter should be out soon :). Thanks for reading and I hope that you've enjoyed the story this far.