Author's Note:

Hey Everyone! Here is the next chapter in our story. I never realised that I would get the response from my first chapter that I recieved. The reviews you guys have posted made me jump for joy so I can't thank you enough. I must be doing something right then haha! I would love it if you guys suggested any tips or tricks for me to try. Even an idea for a storyline which would be amazing so keep those reviews coming and I'll reply to them as quick as I can. Anyway, I will try and get the next chapter out as soon as I can but it's not going to be easy as, like I said in the previous chapter, I have school so it's gonna be quite hard. All that aside, I hope you guys enjoy reading my new chapter!

Let the story continue!

Chapter 2: The Unison of Hearts

"Spyro! Spyro! Come on, please wake up!"

Spyro's eyes shot open like a bullet from a gun. Everything was blurry for a few seconds, but his eyesight gradually grew into focus until he could see what was in front of him. Luscious green fields with flowers blooming in every direction. A small stream gently rolled down the landscape with a satisfying noise of rushing water, and small frogs bounding over Lilly pads with glee and freedom. A warm sun beamed over the hills and fields, making the water shimmer as bright as stars and flowers radiate their colours with beauty and a feeling of relaxation. A large forest was set out to Spyro's right and seemed to go on for eternity as it brought itself over the mountains ahead of him. Spyro groaned a little as he pushed his head upwards from the ground, but it was worth it. Standing over him was the most beautiful creature that Spyro knew in his life…

Cynder.

Cynder was looking over him with her emerald eyes which Spyro loved the most about her. Her black scales were shining in the sunlight, making her look even more beautiful than Spyro knew she already was. Her wings and underbelly were a blood red crimson and she had several horns spread around her face. Cynder was the most precious thing Spyro had in life.

"Cynder?" Spyro groaned as he tried to push himself up from the ground.

"We did it Spyro! We really did it!" Cynder leapt for joy before hurling herself at Spyro and landing on top of him. Pulling him in a tight embrace with her crimson wings, not realising Spyro was about to scream as he heard a few bones crunch.

"OW! Cynder, watch where your putting your wings." Growled Spyro, trying to keep tears of pain from flying down his face.

"Oh s-sorry…" Cynder immediately retracted herself from Spyro and blushed a little, making her cheeks go a scarlet red.

"It's okay, don't worry about it…" Spyro chuckled before wincing from his injuries.

Cynder's face suddenly struck one of horror when she saw the state that Spyro was in. He had major holes in his wings, a cut across his chest and several bruises which spread across his body like a disease. Not to mention his bleeding nose.

"Ancestors, Spyro… Y-You're hurt…" Cynder wanted to slap herself from how obvious that statement sounded.

"You think?" Teased Spyro still wincing from the cut across his chest which burned like fire as the wind blew across it.

"Spyro, stop joking for a minute and actually look at yourself!" Spyro was taken aback a little. He'd never seen Cynder this defensive before. Spyro looked into her emerald eyes which shone like fireflies as the sun reflected in them. He saw the look of worry and pity which made him shiver a little, but his love for Cynder grew even more in those few short moments as he could see how much she cared for him.

"I can't stop looking at her eyes, Ancestors she is beautiful. Think Spyro, think."

Spyro reluctantly looked down and saw the damage that he had sustained during the battle with Malefor, but immediately turned his attention back to Cynder.

"Has anybody ever told you, you have beautiful eyes?" Spyro said softly while gazing into them, completely mesmerised by the Dragonesses' beauty.

"Because… T-That's what I love most about you," Spyro said with a warm smile, his voice weary but full of feeling.

Cynder blushed fanatically at Spyro's words and a small tear of joy formed in her eye as she stared at the Purple Dragon.

"S-Spyro, I…"

Spyro placed a paw on her muzzle to stop her from speaking and Cynder gazed into his amethyst eyes which sparkled in the sunlight.

The two looked at each other with nothing but complete love and joy, until Cynder pushed herself forward until her maw met with Spyro's. Sending them both into a sensation of a powerful and loving kiss which seemed to last a lifetime for them; neither wanted it to end. They felt the world around them disappear and their hearts beat in unison as their passion grew. Spyro felt something awake in him but thought nothing of it, until he felt Cynder release herself from his embrace as she felt Spyro's body vibrate with power. Spyro glanced down at himself, shocked to see his scales beaming with a beautiful purple light. He closed his eyes and pushed himself into the air feeling his wounds and pain completely dissipate from his body and opened his wings to send out another wave of purple light soaring across the sky and glittering around him. Cynder watched, gobsmacked and utterly mesmerised by what she saw. The purple light reflecting in her eyes and on her scales, making her shine like a lantern. Spyro opened his eyes, which were a brilliant amethyst purple and gleamed with the power of the ancestors, as the purple ring around him disappeared back inside of him. He slowly lowered himself to the ground, completely healed and rebooted with enough power to take on anything. Spyro glanced at Cynder who's maw was still hanging open from the recent event. For once, she was speechless. Spyro checked himself over and found no trace of his injuries on his body, not even a scratch. Cynder's love for Spyro, and his love in return, had cured him of his pain. It showed the love between them was as powerful as any elemental power and it would be everlasting.

Cynder marvelled at the dragon who stood before her. Scales shining and no longer charred and broken. His horns reflecting a great golden light which came together with his underbelly, wings and tail blade to make him glow entirely. Cynder couldn't take her eyes off him. She was completely in love.

"Wow," Spyro said, "You really are an amazing kisser,"

"uh…well…um," stammered Cynder.

"Seriously? That's the best you can do? Come on Black Dragoness, speak actual English!"

"Y-You're not too bad yourself…" chuckled Cynder nervously.

"Ancestors I'm bad at this, I should have probably just let Malefor kill me if I knew how embarrassing this would be. Oh, now I'm just standing here! Come on Cynder, actually do somethi- "

Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Spyro's paw on the side of her still blushing face, gentle and warm. Spyro brought her in again for another heart felt embrace, she was finally happy and had someone who trusted her. Cynder never felt safer as she was now in her safe place, resting on Spyro's chest with his soft heartbeat, bouncing against her ear. She didn't want this moment to end, she had finally found salvation from the darkness and Spyro was her light. Tears of joy streamed down her face and she sighed contently as Spyro's body heat pushed into her face. Spyro's tail entwined with hers and she tightened her embrace on Spyro, not wanting to let him go.

"If my kisses could do that, then I must be," She said playfully.

Spyro gazed at her with his eyes shining with tears and brought himself to say something which he longed to say, even before the battle with Malefor.

"I love you," Spyro said with his heart beating rapidly and felt of a few of it's strings twitch and play as he said those three words.

"I love you too, you big purple idiot." Joked Cynder, chuckling slightly as she kissed Spyro tenderly on the forehead.

Spyro and Cynder laid together on the grass for hours, breathing steadily and enjoying each other's company with their tails entwined together and eyes shut. A cool breeze whipped its way across the fields and completed the blissful utopia that the dragons found themselves in. A rumbling sound occurred from the Purple Dragon's stomach which made him blush and eyes dart towards Cynder. She was snickering and hiding her smile with her paw finding this event mildly amusing.

"Way to go stomach, you had to go and ruin the moment, didn't you? How very manly that seemed!"

"Looks like someone is hungry…" Cynder giggled as she patted Spyro's stomach and turned towards the forest. "You stay here and build up a fire, I'll go get us something to eat."

The sky was burnt with orange as the sun was setting over the fields, bathing it in it's light for the last few moments of the day. Spyro was about to take off before he heard Cynder's voice one more time.

"Oi purple boy!" Yelled Cynder trying to get Spyro's attention.

"Yes m'lady?" Said Spyro in a posh-like accent.

"I will always love you, you know that right?" Spoke Cynder softly as she brought Spyro closer to her.

"Of course, I will always be with you. No matter the distance, we can never be apart. Even with that temper of yours." Chuckled Spyro as he nuzzled Cynder's cheek.

The two dragons, bathed in the sunset's light, shared one more kiss with each other before tending with their duties for the night. Spyro flew into the air and roared with glee and celebrated in the sky, rolling and twirling with relief and complete happiness. He too was finally happy. Creating rings with his fire breath, Spyro flew through them and screamed with delight every time he rocketed through them. Cynder watched him from the forest below and found his celebration technique amusing, stopping to laugh every now and then.

"Wow look at those flips. Ancestors I love him."

Cynder giggled at her thoughts and moved on through the forest, sighing as she went.

When Cynder returned from the forest with two deer's, with one over her back and one in her maw, Spyro had already lit the fire and was beaming at her with a warm and gentle smile. Cynder returned this smile and the two dragons began to eat. After they had finished, Cynder curled up and snuggled herself next to Spyro. He draped a wing over her scales and brushed it up and down her back to make her feel his presence. Cynder sighed as she had never felt more comfortable lying next to Spyro. Spyro then put his paws around her chest and thighs, and the pair of them feel asleep to the sound of each other's breathing and the soft swaying of the leaves on the trees.

They had both found their light.

I had so much fun writing this chapter. Hopefully you guys had fun reading it as well! Spyro and Cynder are just the cutest couple out there and if Activision ever release another Legend of Spyro game (Pray to god they do) then I'm sure people are going to grow to love them even more. I wanted to promote the love between these two because it's so perfect and I think it need to be recognised by more people that this is actually canon and, I don't know about you guys but, I really want Activision to progress their relationship and eventually lead to them having their own little dragons which I would scream at. Anyway, if there was a way that I would portray their love for each other, It would be like this. Hopefully you guys enjoyed this incredibly cute chapter and I will get back to you with another one soon! Happy Reading!

For now,
This is Mystic, signing off ^_^