Chapter 6

Silence was evident in the room. No one spoke, no one moved, all frozen in shock and disbelief. Well, almost no one. Scorch, being the hot head he is, was now pacing back and forth with bright orange flames licking off his scales. He growled at nothing in particular every once in a while as his tail thrash back and forth in anger.

Cynder basically stared ahead, her eyes glazed over as she looked at the stone floor beneath her. "I knew he was traitor." The sound of Scorch's voice made her jump. Her eyes focused back on the blood red dragon as he swiped at the air angrily. "I told you all that he was behind this all, but no. You all believed he was a good guy, that he would never do something like that…"

"He wouldn't …" Cynder whispered barely audible. Scorch whirled around to growl at her but she remained unfazed.

"I think Cynder's right Scorch." Coron continued. "We all know Spyro wouldn't do something like this without reason."

"I second that," Flame and Ember chimed.

"Oh would you all give it a rest." He roared as he glared at them. "You all saw him just as well as I did. And don't say it was probably mind control because from what I've heard a purple dragon's scales change color when they are corrupted, am I right?"

The others hated to admit it but Scorch brought up a very valid point. When they saw him, he was as purple as ever, not a single scale out of color. "I think there's more to it than we're seeing…" someone chimed in. Everyone turned to see none other than Aura standing in the doorway, glaring at Scorch with hatred no one even knew she was capable of.

"Oh yeah and what's that?" Scorch tested. Aura remained silent as she stared him down. The fire guardian smirked as he turned his back to her. "I thought so. Now as fire guardian I declare that if anyone sees him they are to capture and bring him in by any means necessary," he stated. He craned his head slightly to look back at the other dragons. "Do I make myself clear?" Everyone just snorted before storming out of the room.

-

"I can't believe him," Aura fumed as she walked back to her room with Coron who had a scowl on his face. "He bosses us around like we're his slaves and has the gall to say that the one who saved us all form complete destruction is a traitor."

"I know how you feel Aura," Coron stated calmly. "But we have to follow his orders, the elders placed him as leader of the guardians, Ancestors Know why." He mumbled sourly.

"Oh, Coron, what are we going to do?"

"I wish knew dear, I wish I knew." They rounded the corner that lead to the interior of her room. Before he could bid her goodnight she wrapped her tail around his horn and pulled him into the room and closed and locked the door.

-

Meanwhile a few miles away, the peaceful night was disrupted by a loud clap of thunder before a large black cloud appeared in the clearing. Animals fled in fear as harsh winds seemed to try and suck everything towards the black oddity. Two figures suddenly emerged from the cloud and landed on the ground; a black and purple dragon.

"Did you have to cut it so close?" Ace asked his brother who only shrugged nonchalantly. "Damn it Spy, you know grandpa needs that book so why would you deliberately attract their attention."

The purple dragon remained silent as he walked forward towards a small opening. Seeing that he was being ignored, Ace grabbed Spyro's shoulder and turned him around sharply before bring a blade that was hidden in his cloak to his brother's neck. They looked each other dead in the eye for a few minutes, neither backing down. "Because Ace," he sighed. "It's been a year…"

"Would you get over it and move on with your life!?" the black dragon exclaimed. "You heard it straight from her mouth, it's not like Scorch told you, just go and find yourself another."

"Easy for you to say," was the grumbling reply. "You first girlfriend never blatantly rejected you right in your face the day you told her your feelings." Ace was roughly pushed back as Spyro went back to all fours and walked away. Although he hated to admit it, he knew Spyro was right. The few girlfriends he had never hated him, just ended their relationship.

"Ok ok," the black dragon conceded as he caught up with his inverted counterpart. "So I don't know what you're going through but the fact still remains that you can't keep dwelling on the past like this, just forget about it and move on." His brother remained silent as they continued to approach their destination.

They arrived to another clearing where two more cloaked dragons resided. They broke out into a jog at the sight of the familiar figures.

"Did you get it?" One of them asked, sounding feminine. Spyro answered by taking the book out of his cloak and tossing it to her. "Good, I guess we can go back now and make preparations for our next… visit."

"It's only a matter of time before she arrives." The other dragon growled, his voice clearly told it was a male.

"I know,"

"Then let's get going."