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Chapter 7

Confusion

Spyro didn't understand what was going on. All he knew, he was alive, Cynder was alive and the dragon that they rescued was still alive. They were still alive. But…his mind was in utter confusion.

What the heck was going on?

This wasn't what was SUPPOSED to happen. Supposedly, Malefor was there, at his lair. HIS lair; why wasn't he there? That his lair for goodness sake. They were supposed to fight him. But instead, they fought a dark dragon. That they were rescuing. Spyro was still basically recovering from the shock of the events. And now, as they descended from the levitating lair, things couldn't get any weirder.

Suddenly, an audible rumbling was heard, shattering the peaceful scenery.

"Uh…Spyro…what's going on?" asked Cynder looking around worriedly.

He didn't have to answer. The environment answered it for him. The entire ground shook as a grand earthquake traveled through it. Even though Spyro and Cynder were flying, they could literally feel the shakiness that was being done on the ground. Spyro turned his head, and his eyes widened at what he was seeing.

The volcano, which was created by Malefor's power, was…being…morphed. There was a purple glow that seemed to blanket it and was visibly changing, right in front of them. The land was literally shrinking, and was going back to the way it was.

"Whoa…" said Cynder as she turned her head.

Along with the volcano, reverting back to the way it was, which, no volcano at all, the land masses that were levitating due to the strong force of the volcano, were descending as well. Those too, were visibly showing a purple glow. And as they landed down the ground, it glowed strongly before it seemed seamlessly fit with the land. In a matter of minutes, what was used to be the location of the massive volcano was now just a brown plain.

"What the heck is going on…?" asked Spyro, completely confused at the events that were transpiring in front of his eyes.

There were too much questions unanswered.

A lot of events going on at the same time; Spyro only hoped that whatever WAS happening, was a good thing.

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After minutes of flying, the city of Warfang drew close. Considering that they were in somewhat of a hurry, Spyro and Cynder immediately flew straight towards the Temple.

Underneath them, the city streets were filled with triumphant roars as the moles that had evacuated, had returned. Everyone was celebrating their victory. The city was saved from the army.

Spyro and Cynder however, could only smile from the victory they had. However, the questions that bore into their heads were much heavier than the things around them. They didn't waste a single second. They had to figure out if this dragon; this purple pinkish underbelly, light gray-ish blue scaled dragon is. They had to figure out if he was an enemy, or an ally, much like Cynder was.

Spyro blinked slightly when he came to that realization.

The way things that had happen was somewhat déjà vu to how it was with him and Cynder. He remembered it quite clearly.

~FLASHBACK~

Time Frame: After the battle with Corrupted Cynder at Convexity in a New Beginning

Spyro's breaths came out in pants as he had just performed a Convexity Fury. He couldn't believe it. He had actually managed to take down Cynder, the Terror of the Skies. Sparx was beside him, flabbergasted by the feat performed by Spyro. He didn't actually believe that they'll leave through it. But they had, and that was all that mattered.

Right before their eyes, Cynder was shrinking in a flash of light; away with her corrupted form, and into her normal form, which surprised Spyro.

"She is just like me," he said to himself.

"Dude, we've got to get out of here now," said Sparx frantically.

The entire place was seemingly destroying itself.

The portal that Cynder had activated was sucking everything up. And if they didn't get out of their fast, they would have been too. Slowly, Spyro felt himself get pulled by it. His weight was the only thing that was stopping him from being thrown at towards the portal.

Then his eyes widened.

He saw Cynder's limp body being dragged from the floor, towards the portal that was sucking everything up. Something told him that whatever it was that lied beyond that Portal, wasn't good.

"I've got to save her," blurted Spyro out, his instincts also telling him to.

"What? Save the beast who's been trying to kill us?" asked Sparx, shocked at what his brother was saying.

Was he losing his mind!

"Yeah but that wasn't her fault. She was being used by the Dark Master," reasoned Spyro.

Before Sparx could say another word, Spyro opened his wings. He jumped and the whirling wind caught him. He was soon flying towards the portal, where Cynder's body just got sucked into. Sparx could only watch in horror as his brother went into the portal.

Spyro couldn't see for a moment, as the light blinded him. But when his eyesight returned, he couldn't understand where he was. He was seemingly floating on thin air. It was like gravity was gone.

He looked around and saw what seemed like stars at the distance.

He was floating in nothing but space.

He looked around and saw Cynder's body floating at the distance. Opening his wings, he immediately flew towards her, finding it surprisingly easy to fly around. Opening his maw, he bit on her neck and turned around. The portal he had gone through was visibly disappearing, and they had to get out of there.

Pushing himself, he flapped his wings towards the portal, desperately trying to escape. Before he knew it, white light flashed around him, and he was back at the familiar space known as Convexity. Sparx flew immediately beside him as the trio made their break towards the portal heading back to the Dragon Realms.

~END OF FLASHBACK~

Spyro shook his head. The way Cynder had dove in and had saved the dragon from imminent death, was déjà vu how he tried to save her; amazingly coincidental. He smiled, seeing as that the two of them were now closing in on the Temple. With a beat of their wings, they began their descent and in a matter of moments, touchdown was initiated.

They were taken by surprise however when the Guardians came rushing towards them.

"Spyro! Magnificent job!" exclaimed a voice. He looked up to see it was the Ice Guardian, Cyril, who was approaching them. Right behind him, was the Electric Guardian, Volteer.

"Stupendous! Simply marvelous! This is quite the achievable feat you two have surely done greatly! The ancestors would have been surely proud!"

Spyro had seemingly forgotten how much Volteer knew so many big words and how fast his electric tongue could actually go at it.

But before they could explain the situation, Terrador and Ignitus flew over head and landed beside the other two guardians.

"Great teamwork you two! You could not believe how close we were from being invaded!" said Terrador, his voice booming.

"Really?" asked Cynder, wondering how close it was.

"And as I promised young dragon," said Ignitus, approaching Spyro. "I am alive throughout this entire ordeal; thanks to your efforts."

Spyro had to smile at this statement. His efforts did pay off. Even though, technically they didn't defeat Malefor, he was currently missing in action, his other mission, however, was accomplished. He had prevented Ignitus' death, along with the countless others that would have died, if Warfang was invaded.

But Spyro's thoughts shot back down to earth when he realized the dragon out cold on their back was still, on their back.

"Ignitus, circumstances changed, and…well," said Spyro turning the direction of the Fire Guardian to the dragon they laid on the floor.

The body of the dragon fell flat and limply on the ground. The only signs that he was still alive were that, he was still breathing. But in a manner that seem pained.

"Who is this?" asked Ignitus, surprised as well at the dragon.

"We don't know," answered Cynder.

"Even I don't know who he is!" said Spyro. "And I am the one who thought I knew what was going to happen. He was the one we fought instead of Malefor!

"What?" Cyril asked.

"You mean Malefor wasn't there?" asked Terrador.

"Uh…yeah," said Cynder.

"This is horrifying. He may still be alive," said Volteer.

"No, the chances of that are unlikely," said Ignitus.

At that statement, everyone turned to face him.

"Why is that?" asked Terrador.

"Malefor would have taken matters, such as dealing with Spyro, as personal matters. He wouldn't let others do something so important," he said.

"To save us all the trouble, why don't we just ask him, where Malefor is," said Cyril, referring to the dragon that Spyro and Cynder had brought.

Cyril had a point. All questions can be answered by him.

Author's Notes:

The reason why I didn't upload last night was because FF was rather glitchy.

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