Chapter 13: Return of the Heroes
"Come on, purple boy, at least try to keep up!", Skorpion yelled.
"I can't keep up with an assassin who was trained to be faster than anyone else, big deal.", Spyro yelled back.
"No, you can't; you really need to work on that.", Skorpion shouted.
"Why do I have to be faster than you?", Spyro questioned.
"Because you're purple, you're supposed to be better than me", Skorpion replied.
"Well, maybe I'm just having an off-day.", Spyro defended.
"I guess that makes two things I'm better than you at.", Skorpion laughed.
"What's the other?", Spyro asked.
"Well, it's not flying and it starts with an F.", Skorpion answered.
"How do you know that you're better than me at it?", Spyro wondered.
"Ask Cynder.", Skorpion laughed merrifully.
"You're a sick bastard.", Spyro said.
"What? I was going to say 'Fighting'?", Skorpion replied, "If anything, you're the sick bastard!"
"I'm sure that's what the horny black dragon meant.", Spyro sarcastically stated.
"What did you think I meant then?", Skorpion asked.
"Fu- why does it matter?", Spyro stopped himself.
"Heh, yeah I'm probably better than you at that too.", Skorpion taunted.
"Could you both shut up!", Cynder yelled.
"Make me- Wait! I didn't mean it!", Skorpion backed down.
"That's what I thought.", Cynder said in satisfaction.
The dragons landed at the beautifully rebuilt dragon temple, much larger than the previously destroyed one.
"This place looks different from what I remember.", Skorpion stated.
"It was rebuilt, I assume, unless this building just magically appeared here one day.", Spyro sarcastically said.
"By whom?", Skorpion questioned.
"I'm not sure.", Spyro replied.
The trio of dragons walked into the new temple, to see hundreds of dragons of all ages in the temple lobby.
"Spyro, Cynder, come in!", Volteer yelled across the commotion.
The load of dragons became silent as they turned to look at the saviors of the world, they made a path for the dragons to walk through to the other side. Spyro trotted through the crowd, as Cynder and Skorpion walked slightly behind, obviously threatened by the swarm of their once foes.
"I see you brought the assassin.", Terrador said, trying to show that he cared.
"We faced a problem at the healer, but other than that it's been alright.", Spyro replied.
"I'm glad he's pacified at least.", Terrador stated.
"I'm standing right here, you know.", Skorpion remarked.
"Young dragon, I am Terrador, Earth Guardian.", Terrador said, in an attempt to make a good impression.
"I know who you are, I almost killed you six times, I did my research.", Skorpion rudely stated.
"I know you know me, young dragon", Volteer requested, "Though if I may ask, what is your name?"
"I answer to a lot of things: Assassin, Angel of Demise, The Hangman of Klen'vur, Harbinger of Death, the list goes on and on.", Skorpion replied.
"What do we call you now that you are no longer any of those things?", Cyril peacefully questioned.
"How do you know I'm no longer one of those things?", Skorpion answered.
"I have faith that you've abandoned such atrocities.", Cyril said.
"What do you plan on doing with me now, hang me from the balcony?", Skorpion changed the subject.
"No, we need you to train in less-corrupt fighting styles, that's a start", Terrador stated.
"So, he'll be staying here for awhile?", Spyro pondered.
"I think the best way for him to adapt to lighter fighting styles is for him to travel with you two.", Terrador said, "If that's alright both of you"
"I think it's a great idea, but I may have to rough him up a little.", Cynder replied.
"Oh please, rough me up good.", Skorpion joked.
"I guess it's fine with me, if you promise not to stab me in the back.", Spyro said with a smile.
"Warriors like us, Spyro? Nah, I'd stab you right between those pretty little amethyst eyes of yours.", Skorpion replied.
The guardians stared at the assassin, shocked at the words that came out of his mouth.
"That was a joke.", Skorpion defended himself.