Author: There will be lemons in this chapter, so have some K-Y ready and enjoy. And Please check out the first story, "Cynder and Spyro: The Queen of Blood." The title may change slightly over time, but you shouldn't have trouble finding it.
~THIS IS FOR FREX!~
Helix and Cynder were watching as his warriors devoured the "unfortunate" trolls of the zeppelin. Helix noticed a familiar troll in red on the zeppelin. He had a sheathed sword at his hip. He turned himself so he directly faced Helix and drew his sword—it was golden. Spun the sword about in his hands and it took on an unnatural reddish glow. He pointed the tip of the sword at Helix and fired a long, blazing red tail. It hit Helix in the ribs.
He screamed and the steady beat of his wings was upset. He fell a hundred feet, managing only to right himself ten feet before he would have fallen into a river. He rested his feet in the cool water and attempted to calm himself and shut out the pain in his chest. He turned his eyes towards the battle.
There, he saw the prince swinging about his glowing sword and cutting down dragon after dragon. He took a moment to look at what remained of his crew. He watched as one of his soldiers, his legs removed, crawled about on the deck, a trail of blood behind him. Suddenly, he felt claws dig into his back. He was thrust to the floor and rolled about on the deck. He looked up and saw Cynder pinning him to the desk.
She opened her jaw widely and was about to dig her teeth into his neck when he punched her. Shocked, she released her claws. He seized his chance and pushed her off of him. Gripping his sword tightly, he filled it with the element of electricity. He raced forward and swung his sword over his head at Cynder. She jumped just in time, narrowly missing the blade.
She leaped forward and cut an X onto his chest with her tail scythe. She kept herself at a distance from him, hovering in mid-air. The prince ignored the pain and filled his sword with fire. He pointed the tip of the blade at her and sent several fireballs her way.
Cynder barrel rolled to avoid the shots and charged back at him. She wrapped her jaws around his shoulder and bit down hard. Again, he cast the pain to the back of his mind and focused his electricity inside of his blade, which he shot at Cynder. She let out a pain screamed and released the prince's shoulder. He kicked her off him with as much force as he could muster. Se slid across the deck and came to a stop about twenty yards away.
The prince groaned and slowly brought himself to his feet. Slowly, he approached her, his sword swinging with each step he took. Cynder attempted to rise, but a sharp pain grew all over her body, like a thousand needles digging into her skin. She fell back to the floor and watched as the prince approached her.
"No…no…please," she begged. "Please!"
He rose his sword over his head and Cynder closed her eyes, prepared for the end. Nothing came, and she heard the prince groan. She opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her, his sword still poised above his head. Static was bouncing erratically off of him. Cynder looked around the prince to see Spyro casting his electricity powers on him.
The prince fell to his knees and Spyro stopped his electricity and instead ran at him head on. He hoisted Zakan up into the air with his horns. The golden sword flew out of his hands landed in the shallows surrounding the ship.
Zakan landed on his back. His head spun violently and the entire world became unsteady.
"You're not so tough without your sword, are you?" Cynder managed to choke, joyful that the prince was injured.
Spyro hurried over to her and transferred half his health into her, greatly reducing her pain. She felt like she could breathe again and took a deep breath. "I thought something had happened to you," she whispered to Spyro.
He kissed her cheek and turned to Zakan. "What are we supposed to do with him?"
"Just get it over with, you mother fucking lizards," the prince hissed, having overheard their words.
Cynder's eyes wandered to the ship's starboard side. She stared down at the shallows, and, finally, on the opposite side. A smile grew on her face.
Vahali Zora and ten Hal Jani males were standing there. Vahali rose her head high and growled. "Go! We cannot lose. Take out what remains of the crew, but the prince is mine. We will avenge Frex with this battle."
They ran to the wreckage as quickly as they could. The males immediately set out to scour below deck for any surviving trolls. Vahali came just behind them. Spyro and Cynder gave her a small nod of acknowledgement when they saw her and turned their heads to Prince Zakan. She walked briskly past them and towered above the prince, who was still lying useless on the deck.
"You heartless troll," she hissed. "You penis-less rich fuck."
"What will you do to me?" he asked weakly, his voice hoarse.
She lowered her head so their eyes were at an equal level. She spat in his face and watched as his skin began to burn for a moment before she rose her head. "Spyro, light him. Hundreds of my kind have been killed by this troll." A tear slid down her cheek. "Make him suffer like Frex did."
Spyro hesitated for a moment. Why was she acting like this? he thought. She was so far from her typical calm self it made his scales stand on end. Was this what revenge did to dragons? He sighed just softly enough for Vahali not to hear and rose to his feet. He stood just close enough to reach the troll with his breath and obliged.
Prince Zakan had been quiet up to this point, watching silently as Vahali ordered him to die. He rested his cheek against the cold metal of the deck and closed his eyes. It was when Spyro blasted his fire breath did he begin to make sound again. He screamed, and screamed, and screamed. His voice scratched against Spyro's eardrums, making his scales stand on end. It seemed to have little effect on Vahali.
"This what you did to Frex," she said. "How does it feel? Frex meant so much to all of us, and you killed him! So how does this feel, you imperial piece of shit? Tell me, tell me! I want Frex to be avenged! He died too soon, and it's because of you."
She was silent for a few more moments. She sniffled loudly and turned her eyes to the sky. "Spyro, put him out. Put him out! I want his heart."
He used his ice breath to douse the flames. Vahali approached the prince as easily tore the thin film of skin that remained over his chest. His heart was still beating. She reached in and removed his heart from his chest, the veins snapping. She swallowed it whole and felt it slide down her throat. "Finally, Frex, you've been avenged."
Spyro cleared his throat. "Chieftess?"
Vahali turned to face him. "Yes?"
"Cynder was hurt by Zakan. She needs medical attention." He wrapped his arms around Cynder and pulled her close. Her eyes were half-closed and her face was scrunched up in pain.
"Alright. Put her on your back and lead both of you to the temple."
"Thank you, Chieftess," Spyro said. He eased Cynder onto his back and followed Vahali off of the wreck. As they walked through the shallows, he noticed something glowing in the water. Approaching it cautiously, he discovered it was Prince Zakan's sword. "Helix might want to look at this," he murmured to himself as he took the sword between his jaws.
Helix was waiting for them inside of the Hal Jani tree. He was lying on his side with nurses wrapping up his chest with bandages—attempting to heal his cracked ribs. He smiled widely when he saw the three enter. "Spyro, hey buddy!"
Spyro dropped the sword. "It's great to see you, Helix."
The dark dragon motioned towards the sword. "What you got there, Spyro?" Spyro nudged the sword closer to him. "By the ancestors! That's Prince Zakan's sword, isn't it? The little bastard used that to blow me out of the sky."
"I think we should bring it back to show Volteer."
Venus and Shigi were in the council room with Volteer.
"Volteer," Shigi began uneasily, "Jeenie and I went to the den for a drink a while ago. And, on my way out of the bathroom, I was attacked. It was a cheetah female, and she tried to kill me."
"What?" Volteer growled, his eyes narrowing. "It is unacceptable, unthinkable that a cheetah would attack a friend of the allied races! What did she look like?"
"I didn't get a good look at her face, but she was light blue with black spots."
Volteer sighed. "There are many females of the Avalar tribe alone of that color. It may take us a while to find your attacker, but rest assured we will find her, and she shall pay deeply."
Shigi smiled. "Thank you, Volteer," he said with a deep bow.
He and Venus were about to leave when Cyril entered the room. "Ah, Cyril!" Volteer greeted him with a smile. "You're arrival is most opportune, most fortunate!" he turned to Shigi. "I have requested for Cyril to teach you the element of Ice. Your sister has told me that you have nearly mastered fire."
The troll nodded. "Yes, she's a great teacher."
Cyril took a step forward. "As am I!"
"It's an honor, Cyril," Shigi said, bowing.
A small crowd has accumulated around the 'heroes' in the first floor of the Hal Jani tree. Spyro and Cynder received frequent words of thanks and teary hugs, while Helix was bathed with flowers by the females, who kissed his forehead. He was partially worried they all thought he was dying. Dragons approached Vahali for no other reason than to tell her she was a leader that had done them all well, and Frex was smiling on her from wherever he was. Even Alexis had come to welcome Vahali back. Her child, still on her back, gurgled continuously with that brand of happiness only infants can muster.
Sakwai entered the tree and pushed his way through the crowd so he could face Vahali, Helix, Spyro, and Cynder, who was receiving care from the nurses. They were currently pressing bandages to a long, deep scar playing across her shoulder blade. Sakwai, as always, had a wide smile on his face. "General O' Van Sea and Vahali Zora! You two never cease to amaze me," he said loudly.
"Not only did you destroy the very zeppelin that drove away three of the Marsh Dragon clans from their homes, but you also rid us of the leader of the queen's air armada! I doubt we shall see any more conflict from the queen, at least not here."
From the crowd emerged the two other chiefs, who flanked Sakwai.
Spyro smiled. "Well, Chief, it was Vahali who ate his heart." She also had me burn half his skin off, he added mentally. He avoided facing Vahali, still afraid. Did all dragons lose to revenge?
Sawkai's smile widened and he nuzzled Vahali. "You make me so jealous, Chieftess Zora. I'll admit I was a little eager to eat his heart myself." He rose his head high. "What are we all standing her for? We're going to throw the biggest party this species has ever seen!"
Three dummies charged at him, scimitars drawn. Shigi pointed his cutlass at them and released a wave of ice, freezing them. He charged forward and, with one powerful stroke, broke them apart.
"Excellent job, Shigi," Cyril chuckled proudly.
Venus walked over to him and nuzzled him happily.
"And my mother told me marrying a dragon was a mistake! If she could see me now."
"Let's call it a day, shall we? You've done very well for this lesson. And, if you don't mind me saying, you're more of a dragon than a troll!" Cyril smiled. "Well, a teal, two-legged dragon!"
Shigi smiled, thanked Volteer, and headed back to his room with Venus.
The sun was setting over the temple, which was still brimming with life. The drums of victory were beating with the excited rhythm of the dragon's hearts, shaking the temple. All the dragons of the four clans were dancing the night away—while Spyro and Cynder spent the night in the tree where Helix and the fire dragons slept. Helix was also outside of the party, as his injuries prevented him from standing up straight—much less dancing. He was resting in Vahali's private room in the temple. He was alone for the first couple hours, listening as the drums pounded out Some Like it Hot by Power Station and the drummer and males sang the lyrics.
As the party began to die out, Vahali rejoined Helix. She laid down against his underbelly.
"Is the party over already?" Helix asked.
"Everyone' s just eating now," she explained. "I just took a chicken leg and left so I could come see you." She turned her head around the two nuzzled, their tails coiling. "Helix?"
"Yeah?"
"I can't sleep, I have too much energy." Her voice was low and breathy. "Would you like to help me out?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"I think you've earned yourself a little whiff because of what you did today, General," she said, massaging his underbelly with her leathery fingers. She pulled away from him and stood up. She placed her right legs on the floor to one side of him and her left on the floor of the other side. She was facing away from him. Her tail was raised, and Helix could see her needy, swollen golden folds. She took a few cautious steps backwards so she was close enough for him to touch. "Come on, General. Take in the heavenly vapors. It does wonders for the brain and member."
He dug his nose into the heavenly lips of her sex. At first, she gasped, but began to moan as he circled his muzzle through her lips, causing her to release ore thick vapors. His member was throbbing. He pushed his nose from the lowest part of her sex to the highest. This sudden, strong movement caused her back legs to life from the air for a few moments.
Helix decided to do something a little different. He pushed his tongue deep into her pussy. His tongue wriggled deep inside her, making her yelp, pleased. She was so pleased she gushed golden, syrupy lube over his tongue, making him moan. He wiggled his tongue faster and his member began to throb harder.
After a few minutes her vagina was smooth and silky with both his saliva and her lube and his member was ready. Helix's eyes shot open when he suddenly felt her pull away. She walked off of him and rejoined him on the floor beside him. Her body was sweaty when she pressed it against him. "Please take me, Helix," she whispered.
She ran her paws down his belly until she reached his member, which she took in her hands and directed towards her pussy. She rubbed its head about her vaginal lips, making both of them moan. She then pushed it deep inside of her and pressed herself as close to him as she could come. She wrapped her arms around him as best as she could. She began to buck her hips. Helix followed her lead and the two bucked in perfect unison.
After half an hour of this exhausting pleasure, the fur began soaked with their sweat. They were both nearing their climaxes. Vahali began to feel a burning inside her and Helix's member began to deflate as its vibrating increased. They came within three seconds of each other.
"Vahali!"
"H-Helix!"
Helix's creamy seed shot through her canal. The feeling made her scream with pleasure and she exploded her own cum over him. Her lube leaked from her pussy. He slowly pulled his hood from her and the two embraced each other. "Thank you, General Foam-Seed," she mumbled, licking his neck.
"You're welcome, my little silky chieftess," he replied. He kissed her muzzle and the two fell asleep in each others' arms.
Jeenie was having trouble getting Dasha to sleep, who was lying with her brother against Jeenie's underbelly. Pyro was sleeping deeply, while Jeenie was far too excited. "Mama, I want to hear one of Uncle Shigi's stories from when he was in the empire!" she begged. "Please, Mama, he tells good stories."
Jeenie sighed and turned to Shigi who was lying with Venus on their own fur. "Shigi, bro, would you mind…?"
Shigi rose and smiled. "Sure." He sat himself beside Jeenie and crossed his legs. "You want to hear a story, do you Dasha?"
The little dragoness removed herself from Jeenie's warmth and placed her front paws on Shigi's legs, wagging her tail. "Yes, Uncle, you tell really awesome stories!"
"Okay, okay," he chuckled, patting her back.
She screamed joyfully and sat herself on the fur in front of him, wagging her tail excitedly, preparing herself for Shigi's story.
He was only twelve-years-old and was newly conscripted into the royalist army. At this time, the queen had pushed her desire to claim lands to the back of her mind. Her greatest concern was defending the Valdin Marsh from the apes that had invaded. Dreadwings with apes on their backs circled above the palace and dropped grenades. Shigi was assigned to man a quad-cannon at the top of one of the towers.
A dreadwing charged towards him, its riders arm poised to throw a grenade. Shigi positioned the dreadwing in his sights and pulled the trigger. Bullets ripped apart the dreadwing, and it fell to the earth screaming. Another dreadwing took its place. This one carried a gunpowder bomb in its talons.
Frightened, Shigi dismounted the cannon and ran away. A loud explosion sounded behind him and heat rushed up his back. He turned around to see his cannon completely destroyed.
He ran down the spiral staircase as quickly as he could to join his comrades at the ground. He drew his revolver when he arrived and examined the area closely. Four muscular ape warriors with battle axes charged at him. He rose his arm and shot them all in the head one by one. He reloaded and hurried to the palace gates.
A dozen of his comrades were pushing the gates closed and replacing a giant oak beam across it. Moments later the dreadwings began dropping pods of apes. The trolls shot them down as best they could. When they were all defeated, the doors began to shake violently. Something was trying to break through. The trolls rushed to the door, but, before they could do anything to prevent it from breaking, it shattered, revealing a fifteen-foot-tall ape. The trolls released all of their bullets into it, but it had no effect. The ape roared and pummeled several of the trolls.
The ape then drew its attention to Shigi and charged towards him. Shigi shot his own revolver rapidly at him, but, again, to no avail. The ape was only a few feet away from him when a small zeppelin flying overhead came within range and released its fifty-caliber cannons on the ape. He collapsed to the ground, dead. The ape soldiers, seeing their leader lying lifeless on the earth, retreated noisily. A zeppelin squadron, led by an extremely young Zakan, pursued the apes deep into the swamp.
The battle was over, and Shigi's duties became collecting the bodies of the dead into large piles, which were burnt, sending a plume of smoke high into the air. While he was watching one stack of bodies burn, he heard a strange creaking sound and turned around behind him. Queen Enola had just emerged from her palace. She was a thin, attractive troll with magenta hair that came to the small of her back and was dressed in a ball gown, the skirt covered with golden lace and the corset with silver.
Is she the queen or just a whore? Shigi thought as she stepped forward. He alarmingly noticed that she was walking towards him and broke out in a panicked sweat. She had a strange smile playing about her lips.
"You are a brave troll of my kingdom," she said, her voice loud and powerful. "But who are you?"
"Um…um…," he stuttered, unable to produce any other sound because of the shock overtaking his body.
"I asked for your name," she said sternly. "Unless your name is Private Um." The guards chuckled at this pathetic excuse at a joke.
Shigi took a deep breath. "I am Private Shigi Hasethsmalvena of the tenth conscript, Your Majesty." He bowed deeply. His name made her guards laugh whole-heartedly.
The queen, however, was not amused. "Silence!" she threw back one of her arms as thought it were a sword. "Or I'll kill you all." For a split second, her smile had turned into a frown. When the guards stopped their chuckles, she turned back to Shigi and smiled. "Well, honey, I think you deserve a promotion to…colonel, maybe."
"Why, Your Majesty. I haven't done anything spectacular except surviving."
"Survivors are very useful to the kingdom I'm trying to resurrect. If we are going to send the ape king running, I'm going to need a living army, aren't I?" she laughed at her own joke, her voice grating into Shigi's ears.
The queen's wishes were upheld, and Shigi was promoted mere hours later. Following the war, however, he was demoted.
"Wow, Uncle Shigi," began Dasha after Shigi finished. "The queen sounds like a horny slut, walking around like that!" she giggled.
Jeenie stared down at her daughter, looking about ready to either kill her or wash her mouth out with soap. On the other hand, Shigi and Venus laughed.
"Dasha, you know you shouldn't talk like that!" Jeenie hissed.
Dasha pouted. "But Mom—" her mother gave her that venomous look again and the child's eyes widened. "Alright, Mom."
She turned back to her uncle. "I'm not asleep yet, so you have to sing me a song. Sing! I like your voice"
Shigi scratched his neck. He shot a look at Jeenie who, still seeming a little disturbed by her daughter's earlier statement, turned to Shigi and nodded her assent. He quickly decided upon a song. "You'll love this one, Dasha." He cleared his throat and sang Wild West Hero by Electric Light Orchestra.
Wish I was, yeah, a wild west hero.
Sometimes I look up high and then I think there might
just be a better life.
Away from all we know, that's where I wanna go,
out on the wild side,
and I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero.
Ride the range all the day till the first fading light,
be with my western girl round the fire, oh, so bright.
I'd be the Indians friend, let them live to be free,
ridin' into the sunset, I wish I could be.
I'd ride the desert sands and through the prairie lands,
trying to do what's right.
The folks would come to me, they'd say, we need you here.
I'd stay there for the night.
Oh, I wish I was, o o-oh, a wild west hero.
Ride the range all the day till the first fading light,
be with my western girl round the fire, oh, so bright.
I'd be the Indians friend let them live to be free,
ridin' into the sunset I wish I could be.
Oh, I wish I was, o oo o oh, a wild west hero.
Wish I was, o o o oo, a wild west hero...
Dasha was fast asleep, making both Shigi and Jeenie smiled. "Wow, bro, you have an amazing voice," complimented Jeenie. "I think that was even better than Boy George." She outstretched her arm and carefully brought Dasha against her underbelly beside Pyro. She nuzzled Shigi thankfully. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, big sis," he replied. He rose from the fur and rejoined Venus. He laid down beside her and she stretched her wings about him. The two kissed before laying down their heads and sleeping for the night.
Zax was lying with his sleeping nephew against his underbelly, babysitting him while his sister was at a party. He was dozing off when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. He opened his eyes to see his sister approaching. He smiled at her and she laid down beside him. He closed his eyes. He wrapped his tail around hers, as he usually did whenever she laid like this. Surprisingly, she did not pull away. She was probably just in a good mood. He opened his eyes and saw her staring blankly in front of her.
"Hi, sis, did you have fun?" he asked.
She nodded. "It was fine."
Zax immediately noticed how close his sister was. He narrowed his eyes. "Is something wrong, sis?"
She turned her head and began to nibble his neck. She moved her son to her chest and adjusted her body so her swollen womanhood pressed against his scales. "Sis, what are you doing?" he asked, alarmed.
She pressed her lips to his. "Bro, you've seen my womanhood when you held my hand when I had my son. I think it's only fair I see yours. Everyone I know has seen their brother's member, except I haven't seen yours."
He blinked. "You want to see my thing?"
She nodded.
"Alright sis, anything for you." He kissed her muzzle and slowly rose to his feet. He stood over his sister so Alexis could examine him closely. She began to circle her nose around the folds of his hiding place. Zax was still a little disturbed by her motions, her sniffing his member as it slowly made its way out of his hiding place. A few minutes later it was completely free.
"Wow, those poor widowed mothers," she chuckled.
He shrugged. "I had to lose my virginity sooner or later. I seized the opportunity during the march."
Alexis stood up and licked his neck. He smiled and silently urged her to continue. Some of the mothers on the same floor noticed what looked like the two of them kissing, at least from their point of view. She pulled herself away from him, woke up her child, and put him on her back. "Do you want to go for a walk, Zax?" Alexis asked. "The stars are out, and it's truly a gorgeous night."
"Sure, it's been a while since I've gotten out. We'll just have to take it slow, I don't think I'm fully healed yet."
Alexis nodded and led the two of them out of the tree and into the beautiful night outside.
Spyro was holding Cynder as warmly as possible, but still trying his best not to hurt her and her newer injuries. Tears were slowly traveling down her cheeks. "Spy…," she whimpered.
"Yeah, Cyn? Do you need anything?"
She swallowed, pausing a moment before speaking. "Do you think things will change now that Zakan's dead?"
Spyro kissed her neck. "He was an important troll—in charge of the queen's entire armada. Trust me, the queen will never send any other zeppelins this way. You defeated him, it's because of you that thing will be safe."
"Did I really do that? Did I really fight that well?"
"You were amazing," he assured her.
"I don't think I'll be able to sleep," she said. "It hurts too much."
As her back was the least injured part of her, Spyro began to massage her shoulders.
She shook her head. "No, Spy, I need the ultimate stress relief." She rolled on her back and spread her legs, showing him her pink treasure, moist with her jelly. "Please."
"Are you sure?" Spyro asked, concerned. "You're pretty badly injured." She simply nodded. "Alright, if you really want to."
He placed both his hands on the sides of her opera house and stretched open its gorgeous lips. He opened his mouth and began to tenderly make-out with her folds, as if he were French-kissing her actual lips. He circled her folds with his tongue, making her close her eyes and moan. She closed her eyes tightly and began to relax.
Her pussy began to excrete sugary lube, making Spyro form an "O" with his lips to suck in her treasure. Spyro sent a few tiny electric shock through his tongue and into her. Her arousal grew higher and she shoot more cum into his tongue. It was delicious to Spyro, and he used his tongue to find more until she was dry.
After about ten minutes she felt completely relaxed, the only sounds escaping her mouth were low, pleased moans. "Spy…," she moaned as she neared her orgasm, a burning having emerged in her lower regions. Her pussy gushed more jelly, which Spyro drank eagerly. She let out a pleased sigh as Spyro pulled away from her and laid himself down beside her. His underbelly was against her back. "Thank you, Spy," she said softly. "That was nice."
The two fell asleep in each other's warmth, long before the partying dragons returned.
Alexis was leading her brother and child to the roof of the temple. Another oddity, but, by this point, Zax decided to ignore all the strange things she was doing today. Parties weren't her thing, but she had gone earlier and left him with the baby. She was just acting strange.
The sky was filed with thousands of twinkling stars. It had been a while since Zax had been outside at night, which made the stars seem all the more beautiful. Alexis's baby squealed with happiness. He reached out at the stars as though he could grab them. "Gaa!" he shrieked happily.
Zax smiled. "Yeah, it's pretty, isn't it?" The child giggled in reply. Alexis laid down on her belly, Zax following her lead. "Isn't this the most gorgeous night you've ever seen? And to think that, if the raid hadn't happened, I'd probably in the Hal Jani temple reading jerk-off stories. I can't imagine how many nights like these I must have missed." He turned to his sister. "Hey, sis, because you're Vahali's second-in-command, what would happen if she became pregnant or something?"
"Why the hell does it matter to you?" she replied tartly. It seemed she was beginning to become her typical self again. "And it's obvious, I would just lead the clan for the short while during which she can't."
Zax nodded. "I'm pretty sure General O' Van Sea is going to give her that kind of present. I think they screw every other hour." He laughed. "You know what, one night I found the two of them in a sixty-nine!" Alexis wasn't facing her brother, so he couldn't tell if she was shocked, but he did see her scales prickle. "And his pole was enormous! She's bound to get knocked up sooner...or later."
Alexis sighed and rose from her belly. Silently she turned around and headed back to the tree. Zax sighed at her lack of speaking and followed her back to the tree.
Author: CO-WRITERS WANTED! I am still looking for co-writers who can make my story even better. I only have one so far. He's a brilliant writer, but he's just one man. I want my co-writers to have great vocabularies, to be good at writing fight scenes, and possibly know some funny jokes. I could use an entire team of co-writers, and maybe an artist (you'll need a paper scanner), someone who's good at drawing pictures of Spyro, Cynder, and the guardians. I've always pictured this story a comic book. Imagine it! Thanks again for taking the time to read, and if you have any ideas about future chapters, please PM me. It's always an honor to converse with a reader. I need ideas because the fifteenth chapter may be a while due to real world troubles.