(To all current readers: My school year starts up soon, so chapters may not go up daily anymore. But I will write and post whenever I can.)

CHAPTER 8: THE CHRONICLER

This was not the first time Spyro passed out in the middle of something important. The Chronicler, and old and wise dragon, would sometimes summon him. But traveling to this realm caused him to faint in the physical world.

Spyro jumped through several floating platforms. After a while, he approached a familiar temple structure.

"Chronicler?" Spyro said as he approached the large doors.

"Yes, come in Spyro." A voice said. But that was not the Chronicler's voice. He recognized the voice, but… could it be?

"I-Ignitus?" Spyro said in shock.

"Yes Spyro," Ignitus said as Spyro approached him, "it is me."

"Y-Your…" Spyro stuttered, "You're the…?"

"For every new age," Ignitus cut in, "A new Chronicler is selected to write the history of that age. I was chosen for this duty, Spyro."

Oh this is rich. The voice said.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Spyro said out loud.

Ignitus looked at him, confused. "Spyro, are you alright?"

Don't his books tell him everything? The voice said sounding annoyed.

"Don't worry, Ignitus," Spyro replied, "I'm fine. Can I ask you about something?"

"Of course," Ignitus responded, "I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

"I keep hearing about something called the Elemental Legends," Spyro started, "Do you know anything about them?"

"The Elemental Legends?" Ignitus said to himself, "Just a moment."

A book floated in front of him.

Told you so. The voice said, and Spyro ignored it.

"The Elemental Legends," Ignitus began, "A four very powerful elemental dragons destined to assist the purple dragon defeat an evil force."

"An evil force?" Spyro asked, "What does it mean by that?"

"I… don't know." Ignitus responded. "There is nothing else written about them."

"Oh…" Spyro said, "Well, what about the dragons? Who are they exactly?"

"The book explains this, our time together is running short, so I will read this quickly."

Ignitus cleared his throat and read from the book:

The Elemental Legends stand

With honor within their lands

From each element a dragon comes

So the purple dragon does not become

The very monster that they fight

Turning fear into light

The Elemental Legends Stand

Bringing honor to their land

"You are meant to lead these dragons, Spyro." Ignitus said as he finished.

"So the purple dragon does not become the very monster that they fight?" Spyro said, "What does that mean?"

"They will protect you from dark forces that intend to destroy you," Ignitus said, "You must find them and lead them against these forces. Each dragon literally takes the name of the element he or she controls. Your friend is one of them."

"F-Flame?" Spyro said.

"Our time together has ended. I must leave now Spyro." Ignitus said.

The temple and the platforms disappeared, and Spyro fell into the darkness.

"This is new." Spyro said to himself as he fell.

He woke up in a room that he recognized; this use to be his room before he left the village to save the world. He felt safe, and at home. He looked at his injured wing, which was all bandaged and had a splint on it. He probably wouldn't be able to fly for weeks.

The door creaked open, and a pink dragon stepped in. "Oh thank goodness you're awake!"

"Oh, hey Ember," Spyro said, "How have you been?"

"I've been missing you." Ember said stepping closer.

"Listen Ember," he said.

Then several more dragons came in to see Spyro. The guardians, Flame, and Cynder, all of them with worried faces.

"Spyro, are you alright?" Cynder said, sitting next to him.

"I'm feeling better," Spyro said as she leaned her head on him.

"Thank goodness," Volteer said, "You know, I could not scientifically calculate why you languished in such a way. All of your vital conditions were perfectly…"

"Volteer, please," Cyril said annoyed.

Spyro gave Flame a look, and Flame knew exactly what it meant.

"Alright everyone," Flame said, "Let's leave Romeo and Juliet alone for a little bit."

The guardians left the room. Ember hesitated, but eventually left with Flame. Now Spyro and Cynder were alone.

They did not say anything. They just sat together, just allowing themselves to be together.

You can't spend too much time here, the voice said, you have to leave now."

Cynder ignored the voice, just wanting to be with Spyro.