Here we go! Chapter 2! Sorry about not getting it up sooner, but I ran in a 5k on Saturday. I introduce 2 new OCs in this chapter. Hopefully you like them! ENJOY!


Spyro and Cynder slowly made their way to their used-to-be home. There was rubble all over. They began rummaging through the piles of rock, hoping to find something… anything… unscathed. After searching for a couple minutes, Cynder found something that quickly brought tears to her eyes.

"Oh, Spyro..." She said glumly.

Spyro approached from behind her, and ended up on her left side.

Cynder held out her paw, showing him what she found underneath a pile of charred rocks.

In her paw was an emerald colored gem, with a ring on it to connect it to a chain. The chain was missing however, and the loop where the chain used to be was broken. The gem itself was blackened on one side, and scratched on the other. This battered up gem was the remains of the necklace that Spyro used to propose to his love, Cynder.


FLASHBACK

Spyro was walking away from the jeweler's shop in Warfang, a month and a half after he had turned eighteen. In his paw was a beautiful emerald necklace, with a golden chain, and a large "C" carefully etched into the back. He had big plans for this particular necklace, which he had crafted with his own hands, over the course of three months. He had asked Cynder to wait under the blossom tree at the temple gardens, and was heading there now. "Relax…" Spyro told himself as he spread his wings to take off towards the temple. He spent the whole ten minutes of swift flying trying, and failing, to calm his nerves.

When the temple finally came into view, a nervous smile snuck onto Spyro's lips.

"Don't worry…" Spyro told himself as a last attempt to calm his racing thoughts. These particular thoughts were about what would happen if Cynder refused his offer. "She will love this… I hope."

He landed at the entrance to the gardens. He slowly raised his eyes, and saw Cynder about 10 yards in front of him, watching the blossom tree slowly drop its beautiful flowers. She had her back to him, and turned to look at him as he took his first step towards her.

"Absolutely beautiful isn't it?" Cynder asked her lover.

"I can only think of one thing that is more beautiful." Spyro replied.

"Oh really?" Cynder asked deviously. "And what might that be?"

"You Cynder." Spyro replied.

Cynder responded with a gentle kiss on Spyro's cheek. "I love you, Spyro."

"Hey, can I ask you a question?" Spyro asked.

Cynder was confused. "Sure…" She said after a few seconds.

Spyro took a deep breath, then began nervously.

"I thought that I'd seen beauty,
I thought I'd witnessed grace,
I thought that I'd known love,
'Til I gazed upon your face.

I thought I'd felt my heart beat,
I thought my knees were weak,
I thought I'd heard a songbird,
Until I heard you speak.

I thought the rose was fragrant,
I thought the sky was blue,
I thought nature wonderful,
'Til I first laid eyes on you.

I thought the sun was shining,
I thought I'd seen it all,
I thought that I was standing,
Until you made me fall.

I thought my eyes were open,
Yet now I'm not so sure,
I think that I may be in love,
Like I've never loved before.

I thought my life was perfect,
I thought that I was fine,
But then I met you and,
I want you to be mine.

I'll hold on to these feelings,
And keep them safe within,
Until the time they're needed,
And true love can begin.

Cynder my darling… Will you marry me?"

As Spyro finished, he held his paw out, showing the necklace to his beloved.

Cynder, who was in tears, was absolutely blown away.

"Yes!" She said at last. "Yes, Spyro! Of course I will marry you!"

Cynder leapt onto Spyro, causing them to roll backwards a few yards. Before they even stopped, Cynder had pushed herself into a passionate kiss. Spyro was almost surprised by her sudden act of love, but then realized that he should have expected it, and kissed her back.

"I love you Spyro!" Cynder said after breaking the kiss.

"Cynder, my darling, I love you too!" Spyro replied, and then kissed his betrothed again.

END FLASHBACK


"Oh Cynder…" Spyro said sadly. "I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault Spyro." Cynder remarked even more sadly, and then sighed. "We need to find Coal."

They took off in the direction their son flew. Spyro could tell just by the way Cynder flew that she was very sad. Her head was low, her tail drooped behind her. But the thing that gave her feelings away the most was her eyes. There were tears forming in the corners of her eyes, and they looked as faded as if she wasn't even alive.

"Cynder, my darling. Please cheer up. It hurts me to see you like this." Spyro told her.

"I'm sorry Spyro…" Cynder said. "I just… I just can't believe Coal would do such a thing. He never acted like this before…"

"I know Cynder…" Spyro replied. "But he seemed corrupted when he attacked me."

"What?!" Cynder yelled "Corrupted?! How would that happen?!"

"I don't know Cynder." Spyro replied. "The last time I saw him before he attacked me, was when he went to hunt… I wonder if he found something other than food.. Maybe we would find what he found if we just looked around."

"Maybe… but let's find him before we do anything else." Cynder said as they continued their flight.


They flew until nightfall, hoping to find their son. Just as it was becoming too dark to see, they saw a small house similar to their own… Or what used to be theirs.

They landed at the front door, and Spyro softly rapped on it with his paw.

The door slowly opened, and behind it was a dark purple dragoness, with white flecks that sparkled brightly on her wings and body. These flecks looked particularly like the constellations in the sky, and mesmerized the two dragons outside the door.

"Hello there!" The dragoness who answered the door said.

Spyro and Cynder shook themselves out of their trance.

"Hi!" Cynder said after another second or two.

"May I help you?" The dragoness behind the door asked.

"Uhh… yeah actually." Spyro said. "We were wondering if you had a place for us to sleep?"

"May I ask your name?" The dragoness inquired.

"Of course!" Cynder answered. "My name is Cynder, and that there is my mate, Spyro." She said as she pointed to her lover.

The one who answered the door had her eyes wide in shock.

"Uhhh… Are you alright?" Spyro asked.

The dragoness shook out of her trance. "Oh uhh.. Yeah uhh… I'm alright. Come on in!" She said, stepping to the side to allow her guests to enter. "Hey Exedra!"

"Yes Galaxia?" Came a male voice from the other room.

"We have guests." Galaxia announced.

"I will be right out." Exedra replied. "Hello there!" Exedra said as he arrived. "My name is Exedra."

Spyro looked up at the tall dragon as he came into view. Exedra was a scary looking dragon at best. His skales were jet black, and had a bone white underbelly. His tail was scythe shaped, and he wore the face of a dragon skull as a mask, effectively hiding his eyes.

"Oh Exedra. Take that mask off." Galaxia commanded.

"Yes, my dear Galaxia." Exedra said before taking the skull off of his face.

The face behind the mask wasn't much better than what came before it. Exedra's face was scarred, and battered and pieces of his horns were nonexistent. Spyro looked at Exedra's blood red eyes, and to his and Cynder's relief, his eyes only showed signs of happiness.

"Hello Exedra!" Spyro said. "My name is Spyro."

Exedra's scarred face fell into the same, blank, trance-like stare Galaxia's did at the door.

"Spyro? Are you sure?" Exedra asked.

"Quite." Spyro replied.

"And who's this lovely dragoness with you?" Exedra questioned.

"I'm Cynder," She replied with a slight blush. "Spyro's mate."

"Well good for you then!" Exedra exclaimed. "I can tell you picked a good one, Spyro!" He said with a hearty laugh.

Cynder's blush darkened, and Spyro laughed nervously.

"EXEDRA!" Galaxia yelled. "HE DOESN'T KNOW YET!"

"Know what?" Spyro asked, surprised in the direction this conversation turned.

"In due time." Galaxia replied calmly.

Just then there was a grunt of pain from the other room. Galaxia and Exedra moved to the other room, and Spyro and his mate followed.

When they arrived, they were greeted by the sight of Coal laying on a large sack filled with straw, scratched and bruised all over.

"COAL!" Cynder yelled as she ran to her unconscious son.

This surprised Galaxia and Exedra, but they were relieved anyway.

"I'm assuming you know him?" Galaxia said with a small laugh.

"Yes." Spyro replied as Cynder looked over Coals injuries. "He's our son."

"What happened?" Cynder asked without removing her eyes from Coal.

"He kind of attacked us.." Exedra replied.

"He didn't ruin anything of yours did he?" Spyro asked worriedly.

"No, no, Spyro." Galaxia replied. "He didn't."

"But.. I don't understand something." Spyro said.

"What might that be?" Galaxia inquired.

"Why is he in your care?" Spyro asked. "If he attacked you, why would you nurse him back to health?"

"Because I sensed that he wasn't himself." Exedra said. "When he attacked, we easily held him off, but I sensed that something was wrong in his mind. You wouldn't have any idea what that might be?"

"No Exedra, we don't." Cynder replied finally breaking her gaze away from Coal. "But how could you sense that?"

"I am a master of the shadow element." Exedra announced boastingly. "Being so, I can sense when something is wrong with someone else's mind."

"Makes sense." Spyro remarked. "What element are you Galaxia?"

"I am a rare species of dragon, known as a galaxy dragon." Galaxia replied. "Galaxy dragons are actually a rare form of a purple dragon, so I can use all elements. Although galaxy dragons can never get as powerful as regular purple dragons, such as yourselves."

"Speaking of which, I thought only one purple dragon was born every thousand years." Exedra voiced his thoughts. "How are you two the same age?"

"It's a really long story." Was Cynder's reply.

"Well we have time, if you don't mind telling us that is." Galaxia said kindly.


The four dragons talked well into the night, talking about all of their pasts. Cynder had trouble when it came to her turn, so Spyro helped her. Once they came to Exedra's and Galaxia's past, they were shocked to find out that they fought in the war when the attack on the temple happened almost 30 years earlier.

"You were part of the war during the year of the dragon?!" Spyro asked as his voice grew more and more desperate to know. "What happened?!"

"Well… We don't know exactly." Galaxia admitted. "We do know the temple was attacked, and that most of the eggs were unfortunately smashed.. Although we were told that the purple egg was saved, and there was one other egg, the one that Malefor took."

"Then why wouldn't you know what happened?" Cynder asked.

"Because, a week before the attack on the dragon temple, we, and some others, were captured, and forced to go through a portal to another realm." Exedra explained. "We weren't able to protect ourselves... So we weren't able to protect you."

"Then… How do you know all of this about the attack?" Spyro questioned.

"Because we managed to keep in touch with Ignitus for a week after the attack." Galaxia said. "His Pool of Visions was how." She said after seeing the inquisitive looks on Spyro's and Cynder's faces.

"Was there anything else he told you?" Cynder asked just as Spyro opened his mouth to ask the same question.

Exedra's face cracked into a wide grin. "Yes in fact. He told us that our son had survived."


HA! I left you with a little bit of a cliff hanger there! *ahem...* Sorry. Had to get that out of my system... Thanks to Dusk Mane Necrozma for letting me borrow his OCs. I think they fit the role I will be using them for really nicely! I greatly appreciate it! While you are at it, why don't you go check Dusk Mane Necrozma's books out! Anyway. Thanks for reading, and reviewing!

Shadow out.