"Spyro?" I saw him sulking in a room, along with some comfort from Cynder and Sparx. They were whispering something to him. "Are you alright?" I asked quietly, not wanting to alarm him.

"What do you think?" Spyro retorted.

"You better watch-" I gave Cyril the let-me-handle-this look, and he backed off. I sat down next to him. His eyes were somewhat red from previous matters.

"What part of it bothers you?" I asked him softly, trying to comfort him in the best way possible. Spyro's voice rattled as he spoke.

"I…Ignitus just wouldn't do that. That's not…him." As he talked, I saw how distant he looked, like he was talking about someone completely different. "I just…"

He trailed off.

"Is it because it's another male he's with?"

"N-No, that's…I mean…" He stopped to think. "It wasn't what I was or would ever expect, but I would get used to it." He looked at me. "That was, if it wasn't out of pity. Which it was." Spyro's face contorted into something angry, upset, and malicious. "What the hell was he thinking?!" Fire escaped from his nostrils in rage.

"Look…" I put a paw on his shoulder. "I'm uncertain about what he was thinking as well," I started. "But I know he did it with good intentions. I doubt he did this to hurt Terrador or anyone else." Spyro exhaled, nodding to me.

"I just wish he could have found Terrador a partner instead of pretending to be with him." He mumbled, and I agreed with a chuckle.

"Yes, that probably would have been better." I looked at Cyril, who stared at me in astonishment. "But, I think I'll let you alone for now. You probably need some space."

They all nodded, and I left with Cyril.

We walked in silence.

"You know, you can talk." Cyril mumbled, making me giggle a bit.

"Yeah. I'm just a bit worried for Terrador." I looked at Cyril. "He's a good person; I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to him."

"Me either," He told me. "But I hope for the best."

We stopped just outside the temple. The sun was bright overhead, green and luscious plains spread out in front of us. Flowers were decorated like polka dots across the field. People were spread out here and there, enjoying the beautiful day that was here for the moment. I leaned against Cyril.

"I want to grow old with you." I mumbled to him.

"We're already old, silly." He said bluntly.

"Hey, we aren't that old." I protested, but Cyril just laughed. "Compared to many, we're quite old, considering that our life span is much longer to-"

"Yes, yes, I'm well aware, chatterbox." I blushed, not able to control my ramblings.

"I'm not a chatterbox! I just explain things very thoroughly and alright maybe I might be, if not just a little-"The ice guardian interrupted me with a kiss, as he always did.

But of course I didn't bother to complain.

He held me by my waist as I wrapped my arms around his strong neck. "Mmm…" I moaned into his maw as he kissed me, my face burning with embarrassment and happiness. I thought I heard someone shout our names as we kissed, and escaped the kiss. "Did you hear that?"

"If you mean your noisy self, then yes." He went to kissing my neck, but I pushed him back.

"No, stop." I whined. "I thought someone called our name." I concentrated on the billowing gusts. Cyril was still kissing me. I whacked him with my tail. "Are you even listening?"

"It's hard to concentrate," Was the excuse he gave me. I heard someone call us again.

"Did you hear that?" Still, he paid no mind. "Stop flirting and listen!"

"Volteer! Cyril!" He perked up, and I assumed he heard. Ignitus came, looking worried and beaten. The guardian gasped for breath as he slowed. "I can't find Terrador." He took on an urgent tone, and I somewhat panicked.

"You…can't find him…" I told myself aloud, the breath knocked out of me from what he had told us. "Did he say anything before he left? Something to pinpoint his location?" I remembered most of what he said, but it didn't help any.

"I remember he flew westward," Cyril added, and I nodded in acknowledgement.

"Anything else?" I asked nervously.

"He said he was sick of everything." Ignitus said grimly. My chest suddenly felt tons heavier. I gulped audibly.

"Let's just try to find him; I'll go tell Spyro-"

"No," Ignitus stopped me, already on the move. "I'll go tell him…I'll be close behind, so don't worry about me." I watched him as he hurried inside. I was glad Cyril remained.

"Everything will be fine." He told me, and I responded with a nod as we headed off to find Terrador.

I think he said that out of fear.

Xxx [Terrador's POV]

I retreated to a little cove that formed atop of a steep mountain. A petite pond with lovely flowers and grass surrounded it. The weather was magnificent.

I was less so.

The tears wouldn't stop. Every part of my mind told me I was used. I was worthless. No one really loved me. They all just played with me, only to throw me away at the end.

My paws stepped over the fresh grass below me as I walked closer to the edge. There was a certain finality to the mood of the day. I thought over how Ignitus lied to me.

It was all out of pity.

I heard his exact voice repeat over and over.

He never really cared.

No one did.

I stopped a couple feet away from the edge, peering down. I could hardly see the bottom.

It would be quick.

Painless.

My chest hurt with stress and weariness. I sighed. "I'm too old for this," I told myself, my breath ragged and sloppy. I laughed in self-pity. The only other option was crying, which I couldn't stop. I didn't know what else to do though. I hated life. It was all just disappointment and grief, and it all seemed to crash down on me like salty waves in a storm.

It most certainly didn't get better, I thought.

I looked down again, feeling dizzy. I wanted this, I told myself repeatedly.

But I was absolutely terrified.

I stood there, frozen, sobbing like a child. I was constantly in conflict with myself. My mind didn't know how to shut itself off for even a second. I looked back at life while my eyes were blurred with sorrow.

My parents were gone. My brothers disappointed in me. All my old friends had moved somewhere far away from me.

How long have I been pushing people away from me? Whether it was intentional or unintentional, each and every loss bore its way into my churning mind. I had to face the facts.

It was just me.

I braced myself.

Three. I positioned myself to simply jump off.

Two. Please, ancestors, make this quick.

One-

"Whatcha doin'?" Someone blurted from behind me. I turned around, my eyes somewhat fuzzy.

A dragon, looking as burly as me, stood there smiling. A stranger? . He looked concerned moments after taking in my supposed terrible and miserable look. I must've been easy to read, because he walked to the edge, peering down the mountain's unforgiving slope. "Are you sure about this?" He looked back at me, a frown evident on his face.

"That's what I was planning on doing." I said casually with a sniff.

The male dragon pouted for a second before saying "Whenever you're ready. I'll jump when you jump." He gave me a sad smile. My eyes widened in shock with his remark.

"W-Why would you jump?"

"Well, if you're jumping, then I don't see why I can't." He argued, and I gave him a dumbfounded sort of look. This idiot was arguing with me while I was trying to stop all of this. I looked back to where my death would be. My sighs of defeat signaled that he had won. "Let's talk over here." He mumbled, pointing away from the death of me.

I told him everything. That's what he told me to do, at least. All of it. From the beginning of these worthless thoughts up to now. He listened to every word I told him. Just to talk about it helped, though I still felt like ending it. He retaliated by saying he would always be here, and I gave up on that idea.

The dragon gave me a ponderous look. "So…" He mumbled, leaning in to me. I assumed he was trying to kiss me, and I cowered backwards unintentionally, making him giggle. "I knew it," My head tilted in confusion, and he explained. "You're so broken; stepped on, bruised—looks like you got the full package." He stopped to search my eyes. "You're so vulnerable…" My face got hot and itchy, and I looked at the grass below me.

I knew he was right.

"You can talk to me whenever you feel the need." I noticed how comforting his voice was. "Just ask. I promise I'll be there, okay?" I nodded. He gave me a strange look, and then said, "Don't cry anymore."

I wasn't aware I was crying.

I was overwhelmed. A literal stranger was promising to talk to me whenever I asked. He promised to listen. He promised to be there. It felt foreign, which made the tears crawl their way out.

He gave me a bright smile. "And…for the record…" He cupped his jaw in his paw, sticking his tongue out. "Anybody would be pretty lucky to be your boyfriend."

We both laughed.

That was probably the best I've felt in ages.

"Thanks, but that was a bit cheesy in all honesty."

"Probably," He grinned. "So how's about I walk you back home then?" I tried standing up, thinking I could do it myself. My legs shook viciously, threatening to give out. "I'll take that as a yes." I warned myself to keep some distance to avoid another possible heartbreak.

I was so very close to letting it all end in one jump.

I didn't want to go over that edge.

I looked back, trembling at the image of my possible grave. I gulped.

"Please…don't let me jump. Ever..." My voice shook. He patted me on the back.

"I promise."

Relief washed over my entity. "So what's your story?"

A/N: Wow, how long has it been? I'm sorry I just kinda dropped this whole thing, but I'm ready to finish this! Re-edited some of this chapter, and will hopefully have another rad chapter for you guys! Thanks for everything!