The Legend of Spyro: Ripto's Wrath
By: Valentine McDaniel

Disclaimer: I do not in any way own any of the names of characters/places/objects/etc in this story. They belong to their respected owners.

Claimer: I own the names Salfon, Talor, and Verdina.

A/N: I'm trying to get this story done before the new LoS game comes out. After this I'm guessing I'll have about two or three more chapters until the end. I'm going to type them all before I update the story. So the next update will be in about a week or less and will contain the last chapters to this story.

Chapter 11
For Your Own Good

Poke.

Spyro groaned as he was torn from a very nice dream. He murmured something incoherent that he couldn't even understand. He started to drift back to sleep.

Poke.

Spyro sighed as this brought him fully awake, but kept his eyes shut. He realized what was poking him. "Cynder, stop. I was having a nice dream. I'm too tired to go again."

He heard her giggle from under him. He remembered that he had fallen asleep on top of her to tired to get off after their "fun". The blanket still covered them completely.

She giggled again, poking him in the side with one of her talons again. "Sorry, but we need to get up. We still have to go to Salfon's for dinner. So, do you mind getting off of me?"

Spyro smiled and rolled off of her and landed on his side with a grunt.

She looked over at him and saw him staring at her. She blushed. "What?"

He smiled. "Nothing. I just can't get over how beautiful you are. That and how lucky I am."

She smiled and moved closer to him so her side was pressed against the smooth scales of his stomach. She moved her head also, so that all they could look at was each other.

He finally broke the silence. "How do you feel?"

She smiled. "Complete and better then I ever have felt." She giggled. "Sorry for biting your horns again. I guess I kinda lost myself back there."

He shrugged. "I don't mind. A few more bite marks won't hurt." He smiled mischievously. "Besides, I think I like you when you lose your self. Especially, when you gave me that little roar."

Her eyes widen and her face turned a deep red as she looked away from him. "Crap! I was praying that I had imagined that."

He laughed softly. "Cutest thing I ever heard." He laughed harder as she groaned from embarrassment.

She glared at him and smiled. "Well I guess I can't complain, considering that I didn't just give you a few bite mark, I took something." She pushed a gold lump that she had been hiding, closer to him with her paw.

His gasped as his paws shot up to his horns. She had put many new marks in them and the left one was fine, but the right one had about an inch missing from the tip.

She smiled. "Call it even if you never mention that roar again."

He smiled as he brought his paws back down. "How about we call it even if you roar for me next time?" He leaned down and started to kiss and gently nip the nape of her neck.

She smiled and started to purr again. She pushed her neck against his assault, wanting more. "Mmm, you got a deal, just don't stop that."

He smiled and reluctantly stopped. "Cynder, we have to. We got to go meet Salfon later."

Cynder frowned. "Fine, but you better continue what you started when we get back tonight. Can you go see if it's near sunset?"

"Sure." Spyro stood up making the blanket tent and walked to the edge and out from under it. He immediately regretted it though. Under the blanket was warm from their body heat combined with their earlier activities, when he stepped out from under it he was engulfed in what felt like freezing air to him. "Crap it's cold." He started to shiver and looked back at the lump in the blanket when he heard giggling.

"Now you know why I asked you to go see." She giggled again. "I had stuck my tail out before I woke you up." She let out a squeak when the blanket was pulled off of her. She coiled herself up to try to retain some warmth, as she glared daggers at him. "What did you do that for?"

He laughed. "Your the future Guardian of Ice, I thought the cold wouldn't bug you."

She growled softly. "Then I guess if I threw a rock at your big head, you wouldn't get hurt."

"Spyro!"

Both of them looked at their door as it burst open and Flame came to a skidding halt in front of Spyro.

Spyro frowned. "Flame, what's wrong?"

Flame was gasping for air. He managed to calm down and catch his breath. "Hurry to the village. Ripto has finally found Avalar! He has an army of Riptocs with him."

Spyro tensed as the horror gripped him. He quickly recovered. "Have they attacked yet?"

Flame shook his head. "No. He's demanding to see the purple dragon."

Cynder got up and walked over to them. "Come on, we've got to go. We can't sit here and talk all day."

Spyro looked over to her as a new feeling gripped him. I can't let her get hurt. He looked her in the eyes. "You're staying here." He made sure to put a stern tone in his voice.

Her eyes widened and she took a step back in surprise. Her surprise quickly turned to anger. "Who do you think you are?" Her voice started to grow in volume.

Spyro kept his voice stern. "Ether stay of your own will or I will make you stay here."

Her voice dropped to a dangerous whisper and was full of venom. "Spyro, this had better be a joke. I'm going!"

Spyro sighed as he whispered. "You leave me no choice." Drawing on the power of Earth he lifted one of his front paws and brought it down hard on the marble floor, creating a small crater about a foot wide and deep.

Before she could do anything, shards of marble shot from the hole he created and encased her paws, wings, and tail.((I'll explain why her tail too at the end.))

The weight from the heavy stone made her struggle just to stand. She finally had to lay down, exhausted from the effort. She growled as she looked up at Spyro. "Release me! NOW!"

Spyro shook his head sadly. "No, not until this threat has passed. I will release you then." He turned to walk toward the door but a sound stopped him before he could take a step. He turned back around to see her crying, letting out a whimper as each sob came.

She felt her tears falling from her face. "How could you do this? How could you use your powers against me?" She then whispered. "How could you betray me?"

He winced inwardly. He could hear the hurt in her voice. "I'm not betraying you, I'm protecting you, for your own good."

He turned and looked to Flame. "Come on." He ran out the door with Flame following close behind him.

As they ran through the halls of the castle Flame spoke quietly. "Where did you learn to do that with marble? I thought you said Terrador hasn't been teaching you anything new."

Spyro smiled slightly. "I've been tinkering with that one by myself for the whole time we've been in Avalar." He paused as they turned a corner. "I created it for just this kind of occasion."

"Why?"

"Because, now we are Sealed, no longer Bound." He looked over at Flame and laughed at the shocked look. "She now carries my son or daughter. I cannot with a clear conscience let her endanger herself or the hatchling by letting them get mixed up in this battle."

A/N: I hoped you guys liked this chapter. Sorry for the long wait. I was reading Brisingr and it was all I could think about. It took nearly a week just to get a copy and three days to read. But, I'm back now. So expect updates. Next Chapter: Short Demands. The marble encased her tail because not only to add weight but dragons use it to balance as they walk. This way, even if she could stand, she wouldn't be able to keep her balance with that much weight on her tail.