Chapter 2

Spyro was sweating. His eyes clenched tightly. He slowly looked up as his eyes opened. He saw a red glow comming from the mouth of the cave. He heard... fire... He was suddenly on his feet, and rushing for the mouth of the cave. As he exited, his jaw hung. The entire valley was on fire, and he saw a massive purple dragon in the sky.

"Malefor?" He muttered. Malefor seemed to be fighting something. Spyro gasped. "Cynder!" he yelled. Cynder was locked in a power struggle against him, her fury breath struggling against his, but being pushed back. Suddenly, Malefor broke through her beam, and the blast struck her. Spyro watched in terror, as she fell ,charred, broken, and likely dead form the blast.

"NO!" Spyro screamed, and shot like a bullet for Cynder. He caught her out of the air, and dashed for the trees. He came to a landing, and checked her pulse. In a second, he felt the deepest sorrow he'd ever felt. He turned to Malefor, whom was now landing. "hello, young dragon." He said mockingly .Spyro turned to face him, trembling. "How! How are you-"

"don't concern yourself on that account, Spyro. I'd be more concerned with your life!" malefor said, and breathed a blast at spyro. Spyro lifted into the air, and the blast struck Cynders body. Cynder was no longer there was the blast faded. "Dammit!" Spyro shouted, when Malefor was upon him, striking him across the chest with his claws.

Spyro yelled, as blood spurted from his chest. He looked up, trying to form some energy in his mouth for an attack, but Malefor stomped down no him, pinning him to the ground. Spyro struggled against the claw. "Goodbye, little dragon." Malefor said, and suddenly bit down on Spyros head.

Spyros eyes snapped open. "NO!" He screamed, sitting up. He looked around, breathing heavily. He was still in the cave, and he was fine. He sighed. "Spyro! Whats wrong?" Cynder said as she entered the cave.

"Nothing... just... just a dream..." Spyro panted, laying back down. Cynder came up to him.

"Malefor again?" She asked. Spyro nodded silently. Cynder sighed and smiled slightly. "you'll get through this stage. Just give it some time." She looked outside. "the suns setting, by the way." She said.

"Is it?" Spyro looked outside. it was indeed. He nodded and lay his ehad back down. Cynder looked to the corner. "I've done some hunting while you were sleeping. We've got some food for the night." She said. Spyro stood on wobbly legs and dragged himself over to the dead annimal. He was familiar with this one. A grayjowl. Grayjowls had very strong underbites, and grey skin. Aside from that, they msotly resembled a canine.

Spyro sat down with cynder, and they both began eating. Cynder couldnt help but notice Spyros lack of enthusiasm for her kill. "Is something the amtter?"She asked.

Spyro sighed. "I just have this odd feeling... like this peace isn't going to last... every now and then... my mouth goes dry, and the air becomes cold, and it feels like im being watched." Spyro said.

"Do you think you might be being scryed by someone?" Cynder asked.

"Scryed?" Spyro asked.

"Yeah. From what i know about it, your experiencing the symptoms of beg scryed. No body can defend against it, but they can give you signs." Cynder explained. Spyro was silent for a moment,

"I guess it makes sense for someone to want to know that im alive." Spyro said.

Cynder nodded. "Me too." She said. Spyro took another rchunk out of the grayjowl. The two sat in silence for a long moment. Finally, when the grayjowl was finished being eaten, did cynder break the silence. "Im gonna keep a watch out." She stood up and walked for the caves mouth. Spyro stood quickly. "Uh, wait, Cynder. Maybe i should take this watch. You've taken the last four." He said.

"But your still recovering." Cynder replied.

"That may be so, but im no longer defenseless. I'm sure i can handle the denizens of the valley. You've barely slept since we found this cave. If anything, Cynder, I think you need a rest more then I do at this point." Spyro reasoned.

"...Alright. You can have this watch." Cynder said, smiling. She walked towards her own favorite spot, a small cove of rocks, that made her feel safe, and lay down. Spyro stepped outside,and looked around. This valley was his home now...

And he'd defend it... No matter the cost.