A/N: Okay, I know that the last chapter ending was a bit rushed. I was just trying to hurry and get a new chapter posted for all of you. That being said,i'll be adding a little to the beginning of this one that takes place right after the last.

Song: Let's get it started by Blacked Eyed Peas.


Their wings pounded against the wind as the three flew as hard as they could to the ring of fire. The Destroyer had already went past the Ring of Fire and was heading for the mountain. They knew they wouldn't make it, but the tried their hardest anyhow. That wasn't their destination anyway.

But a question plagued one of their minds.

"Ignitus! How will we get to Malefor if the Ring of Fire is between us and him?!" Asked Spyro, yelling over the gale force winds.

"Since the Destroyer has passed the Ring, the fire has weakened! This may be our only chance!" Spyro said nothing else. Soon they reached the edge of the fire.

Despite being creatures meant to be able to withstand intense heat, they felt the heat of the fire through their scales.

"I should be able to shield us from the heat. Stay close." Before Ignitus could do anything, Spyro spoke.

"But that might kill you." Ignitus looked down at the young dragon. After a moment the older dragon sighed and shook his head.

"I know that. I believe that this is where my journey ends while yours continues." Spyro and Cynder were dumb struck, but Spyro had expected this.

"You can't. I won't let you." Spyro stepped forward towards Ignitus. If the act had any affect on the older dragon, he didn't show it.

"Spyro, there is no other way. It is what one does for family, give themselves up so they may continue." Spyro wasn't expecting that.

"What do you mean 'family'?" Asked Spyro. Ignitus took a moment before looking up.

"Spyro, I knew your sire long before I even became the Fire Guardian. He's actually the reason I am the Guardian. When we were younger we were competing for the position of Guardian apprentice. It was around the time that he found the one who would later become your dam that he learned that a Guardian couldn't have a mate. The next day were our exams. We were being tested separately. After I finished mine I learned that he forfeited and left to be with her. And I became the Fire Guardian's apprentice. Later, when I found the one that I came to love, I understood. I did the same as he did and went to our dam." Ignitus chucked to himself.

"She told the same she told him, follow your heart, no matter the rules. Then she told me that I and my brother were more alike than we thought." Ignitus looked at Spyro directly.

"Your sire, your father, was and is my brother. And I had to watch as Malefor's forces tear them apart to defend you when you were still an egg. You are my nephew." Spyro took a moment to process all of the information given to him. Ignitus, was his uncle. And he never told him. Probably to keep him from being distracted.

Spyro looked down at the ground.

"I understand your want for more, but we must go now, before it is to late." Ignitus started to move closer to the fire but Spyro stopped him.

"You do things for your family, even thing that might be questionable." Ignitus took a moment before answering.

"Yes." Was his simple reply.

"Then please don't question this, uncle." The word felt strange but at the same time right. Before Ignitus could question the young dragon a bright flash and then a clawed fist coming at his head before the red dragon knew no more.

Cynder actually yelped at the sudden change and at what Spyro did. Spyro caught his body as Ignitus fell to the ground, unconscious. Spyro took a moment to look at Ignitus before arching his neck down and rubbing his head against the older dragon's like as if he was his father. In a way, he is.

A second later, Spyro reared back and called out.

"Terrador!" Cynder had to hold her paws over her ear plates due to the intensity of the sound. A moment later a distance roar replied and not long after the mentioned dragon past over a cliff and came down to land.

"I lost you back there, good thing yo- Wait, what happened?" Spyro didn't look away from Ignitus' form.

"I knocked him out. He'll be fine." Spyro, with some difficulty, picked up the Fire Guardian and carried him to Terrador. "Take him back with you. He will know why I did it." Terrador looked at him with a strange look but let Spyro put Ignitus on his back.

"Take care then." Terrador didn't bother to dilly dally and took off, heading back to Warfang. Spyro watched them until he no longer could, then turned around to face the fire. His form shimmered and he went back to his true form.

"I've used that twice today, I won't be able to again." Spyro said to himself.

"I won't ask why you did that." Spyro looked at Cynder as she joined him by his side. "Because I know why." Spyro smiled and nuzzled her face.

"But what about the fire?" Spyro looked offended.

"Have you already forgotten? Fire is my specialty. Just stay close," He wrapped a wing around her. "and stay cool." Cynder raised a brow but willingly followed as Spyro lead her into the fire. Just before they touched it, the fire parted and backed away from them. Seeing that Spyro wouldn't be able to see where he was going as he focused with his eyes closed in concentration, Cynder lead the way. Their journey was soon going to end.


When the dragons reached the otherside they continued on. As they went they saw grublins, but they didn't attack, just watched them as they past. The pair continued.

Finally they reached a cliff with the temple in sight. Looking up, Cynder spoke.

"He's up there. He probably ordered his forces not to attack. He wants to fight us on equal grounds." Spyro nodded as he looked up.

"The air here is too thick with ash, there might be an up draft at the volcano. We should be able to reach the temple from there." Cynder nodded.

"Let's go."

Cynder lead the remaining way. They flew low, crossing over both lava and rough patches of land. Like before, the grublins simply watched as they past by. Their flight was long an the heat continuously pounded against their scales. Their journey eventually led them into a cave like structure. Inside the pair were forced to climb a waterfall of lava if they were to advance. They remained on the ground or else the thickness of the air would force them down below. Neither truly spoke. They knew what was coming and felt no need to discuss it.

Soon they reached a long path up wards that lead them to the up draft Spyro spoke of. Without a word the pair took to the sky once more. Caught in the wind they were soon above the volcano. Looking around, Cynder spoke.

"It's beautiful up here." She said referring to the serary above the ash cloud. Spyro seemed like he was ignoring her comment.

"The tower, it must lead to Malefor's lair."

"Thanks for ruining the moment." Cynder said dryly. Spyro looked at the too torches.

"Does this look familiar?" He asked. Due the the up draft it made it impossible to fly around.

"Guess we have to light the torches." Said Cynder. The pair set out, lighting the torches where ever they found them. After lighting all the torches they found they returned to the large doors to find them open. Inside was another set of doors. Spyro looked left to right and them found a lever. Pulling it opened the door. Past that set of doors was the remains of a courtyard. Looking around, Spyro asked the question on his mind.

"Any idea where we go now?" Cynder didn't answer until she looked up onto a ledge.

"There!" She pointed with her tail. "I see an opening up there."

"Let's go." Spyro let Cynder lead the way. Pass the opening was an air current that led straight to Malefor's lair. Once on the remaining floating island, the pair found the entrance.

"Well, this is it." Said Spyro.

"Yup." Replied Cynder. "Anything you want to say before we go in?" Spyro thought for a moment before closing the distance between the two.

"Just that I love you, and am glad to call you my mate." Spyro said as he nuzzled Cynder's face and neck. Cynder closed her eyes and purred and she returned the affection. Neither said it but this might be the last chance, and time, they could ever be close.

Stepping away, Spyro looked at her, then nodded. Without any other words the pair walked into Malefor's lair.

Soo they were at the door that opened on it's own. Malefor was there, waiting for them.

"At long last, my guest have arrived. Please… come in." He said in a tone full of smugness. Not long after he continued.

"Such determination to get here… So much so I decided it would be pointless for my forces to stand in your way. It seems we share other qualities besides that of our color." He looked at Spyro as he said this. Spyro scoffed.

"No, I'm nothing like you! I don't go murdering my own kind!" He replied, waving his claws through the air to make his point.

"Do you think so? Hmm… we'll get to that later." Said Malefor as he started to circle the pair. Said pair never took their eyes off of him. Cynder stepped closer to Spyro.

"Don't listen to him Spyro, Don't listen to anything he says." She whispered. Malefor saw this but said nothing of it as he made full circle and stopped in front of the pair.

"You look so weary. Allow me to make you more comfortable." The snake necklaces glowed green as they uncurled and fell from their necks, clinking on the ground as they did so. Neither Spyro or Cynder looked at them, not finding the need to.

"There. That's better isn't it? It is the least I could do for you Cynder." Cynder grew confused as Spyro scowled slightly. "After all, you've done so much for me." Spyro grew defencive at that.

"You used her!" Even Cynder was surprised at his rapid response. Malefor seemed to find that funny.

"I used her. She used you. What does it matter really?" He said. Spyro grew curious at that and looked at Cynder, but she too was unsure.

"What does he mean?" He asked, fear creeping in.

"What… he doesn't know? Go on, tell him. You mustn't leave him in the dark…" Cynder looked down at his words.

"Tell me what?" Spyro decided to turn back on Malefor. He didn't disappoint.

"How she lured you into the Well of Souls… how she tricked you into freeing me." Spyro looked at Cynder and she shook her head in denial.

"Spyro, I didn't. I swear!" She took a step towards him but he took two back and lowered his head where his face couldn't be seen. Cynder turned to Malefor.

"Your lying." Malefor hummed.

"I find it peculiar… how you've chosen to remember things." He took a step forward. "Let me assure you. It was you who freed me, Spyro. And it was you who brought me back. And we have Cynder to thank for that." He started to laugh. Cynder started to shake her head, denying it the whole time.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. I didn't, I couldn't" She tried to reassure herself.

"Oh I think you did. But perhaps you need a little nudge…" Malefor said. His eyes glowed and shadows suddenly overtook Cynder. She became possessed. She turned on Spyro, about to strike him, but Spyro spoke before she could.

"Do you remember your oath that you made for me? You said "I give myself to you, wherever you go, wherever you roam, I will be with you. No matter the danger, no matter consequences, no matter the troubles ahead, I will be with you. No matter what we face, no matter who stands before us, I will always stand next to you, even if that path is certain death. For I love you, and always will." It was the best thing anyone had ever said to me. And I replied with-" Cynder cut him off.

""You are my reason."" She said, the shadows leaving her. She stared at him, dumbstruck.

"What! Impossible! My hold over you shouldn't have been that weak!" Malefor yelled.

"That is where you are wrong, Malefor. I know what you really are." Spyro finally raised his head up. Malefor had a look of confusion. Spyro tilted his head to the side. And smiled slightly.

"Did you really think that your brother just faded away into nothing after you possessed the real Malefor?" Cynder now her normal self, realized what Spyro was getting at, joined him at his side. 'Malefor's' eyes widened.

"How did you-"

"Know?" Spyro cut him off. "He got inside me when Cynder took me to the Convexity Realm. Like you, he couldn't out right control me, not unless I surrendered my body to him. From him I learned all about you. A pair of twin shadow dragons that dealt with dark magic and was banished for doing so. You both planned vengeance. Then Malefor came and you got your opportunity. But when you did you betrayed your brother. You just never anticipated another entering that realm that he could possess." The being that was pretending to be Malefor started shaking his head.

"No, no, this shouldn't be. Please! Brother, forgive me!" Spyro chuckled.

"Do you still think he is within me?" Malefor grew confused. "Thanks to the power burst from the Well of Souls, he freed himself into an spertral form. I destroyed him not long after."

"How? We were, are, more powerful than any being here in this plane. Even the real Malefor wasn't strong enough to stop me!" Malefor was frantic now. Spyro shrugged. Malefor continued to look for a reason as to why, looking back and forth. Finally his gaze fell on Spyro and Cynder.

"It doesn't matter now. You will suffer the same fate as my brother and the past Malefor!" The snake necklaces at their feet started to glow and slither back to them, But Spyro wasn't letting that happen twice. With Cynder's help, them held the snakes back, keeping them from attaching with magic. So long as they weren't attached, there was nothing they could do.

"Not this time. A surprise attack only works once." Malefor's eyes widened once more at the amount of magic that he was using and still couldn't move the snakes any farther.

"Urrrah! Fine then! I'll still kill both of you!" Malefor flew up, higher and higher into the sky. Spyro and Cynder took off after him.

"You with me, Cynder!?"

"All the way!"

As Malefor leveled out, the pair charged at him. Malefor fired a variety of fire, ice, electricity, earth, shadow, and even convexity at them. They would either dodge or counter with their own elements. When the pair got close enough they attacked Malefor directly. Without the chain binding them they attacked from different directions, impacting on his side and tearing his wings.

Suddenly, Malefor vanished.

"Where did he go!?" Asked Cynder, yelling over the winds around them.

"There!" Spyro pointed to their right. Malefor had reappeared not too far away, forcing them to charge after him once more. They repeated what they did before but changed their directions of attacks more often. Soon Malefor did the vanishing act again. Not bothering to waste time, the pair spun around and found him once more.

They continued the game of cat and mouse, until finally, Spyro rose up above him and smashed back down on him, forcing him down below the clouds. Once he was gone the clouds thinned. The first thing they noticed was the Destroyer climbing the volcano.

"It has begun!" Said Malefor from the dark clouds surrounding them. Soon the Destroyer reached the top and started to enter the mountain.

"Oh no! We're too late!" Exclaimed Spyro. As it fell into the volcano, Malefor's voice spoke once more.

"Welcome to the end of the world." The moment the destroyer was gone, lava shot up and red lights started to shine through the cracks on the surface. Soon the cracks spread and engulfed the whole world. The small piece of land that floated below them suddenly fell. The sudden airflow that followed sucked the adolescents towards it as it fell towards the volcano. The air flow was strong enough to force them to the ground of the island. Landing roughly, Spyro looked up to see Malefor following them. Due to the constant falling, the pair was picked up. Using their wings, the pair charged after Malefore as he floated not far away.

Once more, Malefor launched attacks at them. Unlike last time, when they got close Malefor started to attack with his claws, tail, and fangs. Now dodging his attacks while delivering their own, the pair found it difficult to to stick to their normal fighting. Every once in a while they would break away and fire ranged attacks. Malefor kept changing his position, forcing the cat and mouse game to carry on relentlessly

Malefor soo grew tired at the pair continuously attacking him. Rearing back, he launched forward and tackled the pair to the ground. Pulling his paw back, Malefor swung downwards at them. They seperated, Spyro right, Cynder left. Malefor looked from Spyro to Cynder before swinging with his left to hit her. She barrel rolled over Malefor and joined Spyro. This Malefor changed tatic and tried to squish the pair. Dodging right, they evaded his attack. Rising above him, they grabbed each others claws, facing opposite of each other. Using their downward motion, they forced themselves to spin and landed a constantly spinning attack on Malefor's head. The impact broke the ground below him. As he fell, Spyro and Cynder flew back up and landed on the falling island. Malefor soon recovered and joined them once more on the island. Not a second later the island was swallowed by the volcano. Oblivious to their predicament, the three faced off once more.

Their attacks became more fierce as the battle dragged on, neither side willing to give an inch. Shock waves through the air started and soon grew in size and sound as the three battled it out. Suddenly, Malefor roared. Throwing his forelegs out he formed a barrier between himself and the two younger dragons.

"The hell!?" Exclaimed Cynder. Spyro felt the energy being let off from the force field.

"It's convexity! We have to try and break it!" Following his lead, Cynder charged the barrier ruthlessly, but to no use. They were harmlessly bounced back. Even their elemental attacks did nothing.

Malefor laughed as he used his convexity to pass through the barrier and attack the pair.

"Wait! Spyro! Use convexity, it might pass through." Spyro nodded. Rearing his head back, Spyro focused on the power that he held deep inside of himself before lurching forward and released a purple, beam like, fire at Malefore. A second later Cynder did the same. While surprised at seeing Cynder using the power of convexity, he didn't bother to say anything.

Soon the shield broke and the pair sent Malfore backwards. Releasing both of their attacks, the pair landed while Malefor fell not far from them. Spyro turned on Cynder.

"You can use convexity?!" Cynder nodded while looking guilty.

"Long exposures in the Convexity Realm have an effect on you I guess." Spyro looked both surprised and ecstatic.

"Raaw! Why you little runts! I'll get you!" Said Malefor as he rose back up.

"We'll talk details later. Charge him!" Following her orders, Spyro charged at Malefor when another beam went past him and hit Malefor, keeping him from defending himself. Charging his convexity once more, Spyro engulfed himself in flames like many times before before jumping and ramming into the much larger dragon. The attack sent him flying back and into the wall. Just at that moment, the remaining parts of the island broke up. With nothing left to stand on, the pair used their wings to steady themselves. They were still falling but they were in control. They looked at each other.

"Think he's done?" Asked Cynder as she floated closer.

"No, I don't." Spyro said as he shook his head.

"Then where is he?" Cynder asked, looking around.

"I'm right HERE!" Yelled Malefor as he came from behind them. Grabbing them, Malefor slammed the pair into the wall as they fell and held them there. The bedrock of the wall gouaged and scratched their armor, threatening to pierce their armor and scales and tear their flesh apart.

Spyro didn't hold back and pushed back. The leather pads on his paw were starting to wear away as he pushed. Cynder saw him and did the same but she wasn't strong enough, just barely lifting off the wall. Spyro looked right and saw struggling. Time seemed to freeze in his eyes.

Cynder pushing with all of her might to keep from being crushed. Then, her limbs gave out and she fell back against the rock. Distantly, Spyro heard Malefor laughing.

Rage filled his eyes. Looking out of the corner of his eye, Spyro zeroed in on the purple dragon.

'Destroy the world, I'll find another. Hurt my Mate! And neither running or hiding will save you!' Thought Spyro. Looking forward, he pushed harder.

From pure rage, purple flames engulfed him. A flame sparked in his eyes. With little effort, Spyro spun out from underneath Malefor's claw. Flicking his wrist, Spyro drew his blade. Spinning around to face Malefor as his claw impacted the wall, Spyro charged forward, slicing his blade across Malefor's chest. Screaming in pain, Malefor backed away. But he went to far and hit the wall.

Spyro turned around and caught Cynder when she fell.

"You alright?" Cynder gave him a once over, noticing the flames.

"Better now." Spyro grinned. Looking up, Spyro saw Malefor recovering.

"Let's end this." He said as he let Cynder fly on her own.

Roaring, the pair charged. Grabbing each others claws facing the same way, they pressed to each other. While spinning they rammed into the Dark Master and drove him downwards. Backing off once they're attack were done, they noticed they were in a large opening with a large purple crystal in the middle.

"Are we in the center of the planet." Cynder asked as they pulled out of their fall.

"I think so." Replied Spyro.

"You cannot defeat me! I am eternal!" Yelled Malefor as he too recovered. Facing off, the pair prepared to end the fight. At the end of his words, Malefor fired a fiery beam on convexity.

In reply, the pair each did the same. Their attacks were in a stand still for a time. But soon, Spyro and Cynder's beams over powered Malefor's. The impact knocked Malefor onto the crystal. Rising, Malefor was about to take to the sky when four ghostly figures rose from the crystal all around Malefor. Surprised, Malefor looked around at each one. The spirits took flight above Malefor as he looked up at them.

"What is this?" He asked. Neither Spyro on Cynder could offer any help as they watched.

The four spirits charged at Malefor. Each one grabbed onto him and began to drag the Dark Master down, into the crystal. Malefor, realizing what was happening, began to scream.

"NOOOOOOooooooo….." His voice faded from existence as he disappeared. The crystal glowed purple for a moment before purple beams shot out, cutting through the rock and stone of the planet.

Spyro and Cynder landed on the crystal and as they did so, Spyro's flames died out.. As the beams continued to destroy the world, the pair shared a look. Cynder knew what Spyro was thinking.

"No, NO Spyro! You could die!"

"And then everyone will die! I have too. Malefor caused this, I have to fix it." Said Spyro as he looked down. Something warm pressed up against him. Looking the his right, he found Cynder leaning against him.

"Then I'm not leaving you, no matter what." Spyro stared at her as she looked back at him in his eyes.

"I'd rather you leave and have a chance to live, but I know that arguing will do nothing. I love you Cyn." Spyro nuzzled her head. Cynder returned it eagerly. It was probably the last time they ever would. Spyro sudden chuckling caught Cynder by surprise.

"I have to tell you, of all the good I have done, you are my only Cyn." Cynder narrowed her eyes.

"Ha ha. Now go save the world before I beat your purple butt." Spyro, chuckled again but stepped forward.

This was it.

Spyro felt the power that he had always hold back start to flow through his body. It was a force unlike any other.

They would die here.

The power started to lift Spyro from the round as it grew in strength for the for the task ahead.

The planet would become their tomb.

His scales started to glow and it grew in intensity.

But they did care. They had lived their lives. This was why they were born.

At last the glow became strong enough to challenge the sun before finally dispersing in a pulse that expanded to the entire planet as it fell apart.

"I love you.." Spyro barely heard it, but it was all he needed to hear as he pushed harder to fix the world.

Slowly, the world stopped pulling itself apart and started to come back together. Every surface of the world glowed purple as it fit back together. Though, as the world came together, some parts would not fit like they did before. Sensing this, Spyro left some power within these little 'islands' to float on their own. The world shook harder for a moment, before stopping, never to shake again.


"I'm surprised the planet is taking so long to tear itself apart." Said Volteer as he looked up at the rocky ceiling above them.

"I agree, my friend." Said Cyril. Suddenly, the ground and walls around them started to shake even harder than before.

"Everyone, hold onto something!" Yelled Terrador. All of the citizens of Warfang headed his words and braced themselves as the planet shook like as if a child was playing with a small toy.

Then it just stopped.

"What? Is it over?" Asked an elder among the crowd.

"I don't know. We won't know until-! Ignitus! Where are you going?" Asked Terrador. Ignitus didn't answer. He simply motioned with his tail for everyone to follow. Hesitantly, they did so. Up through the caverns of the Old City they climbed until they reached the doorway back to the city. The entrance was dark.

Since everyone was following the silent Guardian, they stopped when he did. For a time they didn't do anything. Then, slowly but surely, light started to shine through the doorway. Without a word, Ignitus continued to approach the entrance. He lead the dragons, moles, cheetahs, and panthers outside.

The view they received said it all. The world was saved. The citizens started to cheer at that fact as they went through the city. The Guardians and a handful of elders went to the Temple. While somewhat scratched, it was still in one piece. Going into the council room, they took their places around the table. While all of them were happy, one question went through all of their heads.

Where were their saviors?

Ignitus looked at each person, noticing that Mason, Hunter, Haven, and the panther and cheetah leaders were there as well. Then, for the first time since he had awoken, Ignitus spoke.

"I believe that the same question is on all of our minds, and that is what has happened to Spyro and Cynder. It is with a heavy heart, and conscious, when I say this but, we must not look for them. All of our races are near extinct. Dragons more than any. We must focus on rebuilding this city so that it is a refuge for all, not just dragons and moles." No one spoke for a time. It was an elder who broke the silence.

"What do we tell the citizens then?"

"The truth." Said Terrador without pause. "Or atleast a modified version. They deserve to know who their saviors were, but they don't need to know if the died or not. Some would wish to search for the pair, so giving them the idea that it would be best if they returned to a city rebuilt then one destroyed will keep most busy." Everyone nodded their heads. Ignitus dismissed everyone with jobs to start working on the city.

The red dragon went to his room and, after closing his door, cried for the first since his mate died. He went to his balcony, tears still falling sunlight from before was from the clouds being in the way and moving and now the little light that there was had fallen past the horizon with the sun. Looking up, Ignitus found the moon. It seemed to know the suffering of everyone on the planet as it shined down, full and bright.

'Spyro, I know why you did it. I just wish that you were here now. But I will not let your, or Cynder's, sacrifice be in vain. May the ancestors watch over you, wherever you are.'


The once stormy winds that howled through the air and into the cavern and into what seemed to be a library came to an end, the sole occupant took vaguely noticed as he looked through a book that floated before him. The individual was a dragon of light blue scales, golden horns, and extreme age. He looked at the page as image finally stopped. It showed the Fire Guardian Ignitus staring up at the moon in the background with tears falling down.

"I had expected Ignitus' life to end and had already chosen him to take my place for the new age. But it seems that even a Chronicler is wrong sometimes." He seemed to speak to no one.

"Therefor, I have chosen you. Someone who has the same, if not more wisdom as Ignitus." The Chronicler turned to his left. From the shadows stepped a red dragon that had similar appearance to Ignitus himself. Unlike Ignitus, this one's horns were curved backward and had two sets, he had more plates on his lower neck and underbelly and were also maroon in color. And lastly there were two blades on the end of his tail with the top being shorter than the lower blade. Other than those slight differences, one might have mistaken this dragon for Ignitus.

"With every new age means a new Chronicler to chronicle the triumphs and failures of that age. My time has past and now you, Inferno, will take my place." The dragon bowed lowly.

"It would be my honor." His voice was similar to Ignitus' but deeper and didn't sound as raspy. "But, I must ask, what of my son?" Chronicler didn't seem surprised by the question as he summoned another book and placed the first back in its place.

"That is the question, isn't it?" He said as the dragon stepped closer. "Each time a dragon dies, a new page is written in this book here. I've done my best, but neither Spyro, or his mate, is inside." Inferno looked surprised.

"His mate?!" Chronicler seemed to laugh as he nodded.

"Yes, while young, he took a mate to be with his for life. She was with him when he faced off against Malefor."
"That is unexpected."

"Yes, it is. But as I said, neither one is in this book." Chronicler looked at Inferno. "Goodbye, friend. I entrust you with the new age." Chronicle rose up and in a bright flash of light, was gone. When the light died down Inferno found his red scales had turned blue and his maroon ones almost white. All of the assortments that were once on the past Chronicler were now on him.

Looking to the book, the new Chronicler pulled it to him.

"My son, where could you be?" He asked as if expecting an answer.

He smiled. He was proud of his son and he had no doubt that wherever he was, he was enjoying himself.

Especially with a mate by his side.


A/N: Well folks, that's it for now. Now, I can't remember correctly but Inferno might be the name I choose for Spyro's father, just can't remember. If you do, please tell. If you want more you are going to have to wait until I start on the third book. I have already set up a lot of foretelling and plots and have a few things in mind that was inspired from various other Legend of Spyro stories out there. But you'll have to wait. Warrior Unbound will be my main focus for the next year possibly. Sorry.

Thank all of you for being such awesome readers. Peace out. ;)