The Legend Of Spyro: Love And War

by Spyro and Cynder lover

If you loved someone, how far would you go? If that someone loved you back, what would you do? Even after Cynder confessed her love for Spyro, he unfortunately doesn't hear. What would happen if more company showed up and ruined it, or what if they made it better? What if all it takes to tell someone you love them is a War, or just a special moment.

14. Chapter 14:Another Day,Another Adventure

Chapter 14: Another day, Another adventure

"Cynder... Cynder I need you to wake up. I have something that I know you want to see," Ignitus said, trying to get Cynder to wake up. Cynder slowly opened her eyes, and mumbled, "Ignitus, I'm not trying to be rude, but I think I want to wake up to Spyro's voice. It's a lot more soothing." Ignitus chuckled, and said, "I promise, this is probably the last time I will pull you into another dream like this, but this is some very important news about you, and Spyro's future." Cynder was a little scared at Ignitus's words, and thought, "Every time Ignitus tells me about my future with Spyro, it turns out to be a disaster. Some of the futures are even about Spyro leaving me, or even worse, Spyro's death." Cynder shivered, but erased the thought of Spyro's death. "But I'm curious. Ignitus made it seem like this was something I wanted to hear. I guess I should here him out. I can't leave until Ignitus tells me what ever he has to say," Cynder thought. "Alright fine, I will listen to what you have to say. So spill it, what happened between me and Spyro in the future?" Cynder asked. "You two kissed! You two love each other, you two are together!" Ignitus responded, trying to holed back all of his excitement. Cynder shivered with joy, but didn't know if she could trust that future. "There have been so many futures of me and Spyro, so why should I trust this one? For all we know, it could've been another future of lies. So how do you know?" Cynder asked, wanting to believe the future was true. "Well, you are right about that, but I wanted to show you the future that I saw. I know it's a long shot, but I want you to know that everything you are doing is working!" Ignitus responded, trying to give Cynder some confidence. Cynder smiled, weakly, and said, "I guess you can show me, but I'm not going to get my hopes up just yet. Hopefully this future is as good as you say it is. Hopefully this future will show me, what I hope to see in the future, what I hope to live in the future."

"That's the spirit Cynder. Trust me, I know you would rather spend your time with Spyro, but this is very important. Spyro won't be here for this, but he will come in later. I just need to show you this first, then you can go back to Spyro. I promise this won't take long," Ignitus said with excitement, "Cynder, I need you to close your eyes real quick."

Cynder did as she was told.

"Okay, open your eyes," Ignitus said.

Cynder opened her and looked all around to find out were she was. Cynder stood up, and realized, it was her, and Spyro's room. Cynder walked over the bed to see her self sleeping on the bed, alone. But she had a smile on her face. "Ignitus, if this is a future were Spyro loves me, why am I alone?" Cynder asked, sanded at the fact that Spyro wasn't beside her. "Don't worry Cynder, I would never show you a future the would discourage you. I would only do that if you asked to see a future like that. Trust me, this is something I know you will enjoy," Ignitus responded, trying to make Cynder smile. Spyro opened the door, and walked into the room. Spyro walked over, and jumped onto the bed. Spyro draped a wing over Cynder's counter part, and kissed her on the cheek. Cynder's counter part slowly opened her eyes, and whispered, "Good morning my love. Were did you run off to?"

"I needed to make sure the Guardians could handle the repairs of Warfang. They seemed to have everything under control. They knew I didn't really want to help, they knew I wanted to spend time with you. Especially now that we love each other, I want you to know what it's like to have the life you have always wanted, and I'm not going to disappoint you. I'm not supposed to disappoint you, I'm supposed to love you," Spyro whispered.

Cynder's counter part smiled at Spyro, and whispered, "I can finally love you with out fear, it's like a dream. But thanks to you, my dream is a reality. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be wear I am now. I would still be alone, and loved by no one."

"Cynder, you will never be alone, no matter what reality, no matter what happened. I love you, and I'm not going to let you do this to yourself. Never look back at the past, instead, look at me. The past, the present, the future. None of that will make you happy, but I will. I don't want anyone to hurt the one I love," Spyro whispered softly.

Cynder's counter part kissed Spyro on the cheek, and whispered, "Pull another stunt like that, and a kiss on the cheek will be the last thing that happens. A more romantic kiss will happen. I love you Spyro, and I'm not going to waste my infinite number of kisses on your cheek. I'm finally able to love you, and I'm not going to waste a single second of are time together."

Spyro smiled warmly at Cynder's counter part. Cynder wiped away a couple of tears, and cried softly, "Ignitus... thank you. But in a way, I'm so angry. I want this future to happen so badly. I want this future to be true... I want to finally be able to have this life, with Spyro. But I know this is just a vision of the future... it's not the real thing. There are so many futures of my death, even Spyro's. So what makes this one so special." Ignitus frowned, understanding how Cynder felt. "Cynder, I'm showing you this future, because it shows that you are right. Your future with Spyro can be guaranteed, you just have to keep fighting, Spyro is doing the same. Because I know he wants this future just as much as you do. I have only seen this future of you and Spyro, but I have only seen a couple that ended badly. The last time I checked, there were thousands of different futures were you and Spyro either die, or separate from each other. That's a huge difference," Ignitus whispered softly, trying to calm Cynder down. Cynder looked at her counter part to see the joy in her eyes, the feeling of happiness. There was no sign of fear, anger, sadness, or even confusion. There was nothing, only happiness, hope, trust, love. "Ignitus... please show me more of this future. I need to see more," Cynder cried, trying to convince Ignitus to show more. Ignitus smiled, and responded, "Don't worry Cynder, I will. But what your about to see next will surprise you, because it surprised me to no end. I'm not going to lie, this whole thing seems like a dream, but it's not. I will just show you what I mean."

Spyro looked over at the door to see someone walked in. Cynder looked over at the door as well. Cynder was dumbstruck at what see saw. "Another purple dragon?!" Cynder yelled in her thoughts, "But who is this purple dragon?" The purple walked over to Spyro, and murmured, "It's good to see that you all are fine. Sorry again about almost killing you Spyro. And I'm sorry Cynder, about everything. Please understand that I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. Please forgive me."

"Who is this purple dragon?!" Cynder yelled in her thoughts, "And why does he make me so angry?!" Cynder's counter smiled at him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about it. If it wasn't for you, Spyro would've died. And it's fine about what happened in the past. If it wasn't for you, I probably would've never met Spyro. So don't worry about the past." He smiled at Cynder's counter part, happy to see she didn't hold it against him. He looked at Spyro, waiting for him to say what he had to say. Spyro smiled at him, and said, "Don't worry, I will never be mad. Cynder's happy, I'm happy, your happy, everyone is happy. Let's enjoy this time of peace. Just make sure you don't try and kill us again, I like being alive." He smiled at Spyro. Sparks flew into the room, and landed on Spyro's head. Sparks looked up at the purple dragon, and teased, "Is the big bad purple dragon getting all mushy on us." He growled at him playfully, and said, "I will kill Spyro if you don't stop, Sparks." Cynder shivered at his words. Cynder felt anger surge through her body. "I know who he is now!" Cynder growled.

"Malefor, you still haven't changed. But if you want to kill me, I will be happy to take you on. You almost killed me, and I feel like I should get some payback. Even Cynder wanted some payback, remember?" Spyro said with a playful smile. Cynder looked at her counter part, and growled, "Don't let Malefor take him away from you! You love him, don't you?! Don't let this happen!" Cynder realized that her counter part couldn't hear her. Cynder looked down at the ground, closed her eyes, and let her tears hit the floor. Cynder punched the ground, and growled, "Why can't I ever do anything!" Ignitus frowned, and whispered, "Cynder, don't worry. Remember what I said, I would never show you anything that would hurt you..."

"Then what do you think is happening to me right now!" Cynder growled. Ignitus frowned again, understanding Cynder's pain of not being able to do anything. "Cynder, please just watch this through. If anything does happen, I will bring Spyro in this dream to help you. Please, just watch this out," Ignitus pleaded. Cynder opened her eyes, and growled, "If anything happens to Spyro... nothing better happen to Spyro." Cynder watched everything play out. Malefor smiled at Spyro, and looked over at Cynder's counter part. Cynder's counter part smiled at him, and said, "Make sure you two finish your, revenge, session quickly. I plan on spending a lot more time with him." Malefor smiled at Cynder's counter part, and turned around and walked out the door. Malefor turned around, and whispered, "I'm not going to take Spyro away from you Cynder, I promise. I know what it's like to lose the one you love, and I don't want you to ever go through that. Enjoy your time with Spyro." Spyro smiled at Malefor, and said, "And I hope you will enjoy time with your loved one as well. We can fight later. Right now, you should spend all the time you can with her. She misses you, and I wouldn't blame her." Malefor smiled at Spyro's words. Malefor walked away from them, and walked towards the Guardians chambers. Cynder's counter part looked at Spyro, and whispered, "Is their anything romantic you want to tell me. I've been waiting to give you that kiss I wanted to give you." Spyro smiled warmly at Cynder's counter, and whispered, "Is saying, I love you, romantic?" Cynder's counter part smiled warmly, and whispered, "I love you too." Cynder's counter part moved her face closer, as Spyro did the same. Cynder's counter moved in to kiss Spyro, as Spyro moved in to kiss her. "Ignitus... that's enough," Cynder whispered. Ignitus froze the image before they could kiss. "Are you sure Cynder? I thought you would want to see what happened after you kissed Spyro. You two talk about your love for each other," Ignitus asked. Ignitus chuckled, and said, "Sparks even almost vomited, and quickly flew out of the room. Oh, it was a good one. Even the Guardians laughed about it."

"I'm sure. That kiss, and this feeling, I'm saving for when Spyro and I finally love each other. I don't want to watch this, I want to experience it. The feeling I have right now, it's a feeling I haven't felt in a long time. I felt this feeling last night, with Spyro," Cynder whispered, smiling at last night's memories. Ignitus smiled at Cynder, and said, "I'm just glad I warned the Guardians when I had the time. If I hadn't, yesterday's events would've ended in a disaster." Cynder wiped away her tears, and asked, "Warned the Guardians about yesterday? What are you talking about?" Ignitus swallowed hard, realizing what he said. "What do you mean you warned the Guardians? Wait... does that mean, you knew about yesterday's events before they even happened?!" Cynder growled. Ignitus frowned, and murmured, "Yes... I did."

"Why... why didn't you just stop me at the door?! Why didn't you stop me, before I ran out the door?! You can tell the Guardians about yesterday's events, but you can't tell me, why?!" Cynder growled.

"Because you would've died," Ignitus murmured.

Cynder shot stiff, and asked, "What do you mean. How does me telling Spyro I love him kill me?"

"Cynder, from the time you woke up from your fight with Malefor, you have tried to tell Spyro you loved him. I'm going to tell you why it's a good thing Spyro and you two aren't in love, yet," Ignitus said, trying to convince Cynder to listen. Cynder frowned, but decided to listen. Ignitus cleared his trout, and said, "Let's start with after you woke up, and you found out Spyro was gone, but in reality, he was just killing some dark monsters. If you would've told him then, you would've lived with the fear of Spyro leaving you for the rest of your life. In the end, you left Spyro. Spyro felt heart broken, and became Malefor. Spyro killed... everyone. Including you." Cynder shivered, but didn't say anything. "The next day, Sparks found you laying next to Spyro. At the end of the day, when you kissed Spyro. If you would've told Spyro, Spyro would've believed you. But, Spyro left because he still thought you didn't love him. In the end, you both turn evil, and kill everyone. In the end, you kill each other as well," Ignitus murmured, shivering at all the images he saw. As well as the tears he shed. Cynder didn't realize the drastic effect, but wanted to hear why he didn't pervert yesterday's events.

"Some ended the same, but now I will move on to the part were you rolled down the hill with Spyro. At the end of the day, everything was well and done, and if you told Spyro, it was definitely a happy time, but it didn't last long. You ran away because you thought Spyro still hated you for what you did. In the end, death. If you would've told him during the time you were with the hatchling, Spyro would've ran away at the thought of you lying about having a family, in the end, death. Finally, yesterday's events. Yes, I could've stopped you, but if I did, the events with the Guardians, as well as the events that happened with Spyro last night would've never happened. The Guardians still wouldn't trust you, nor Sparks. One day, you two decided to play in that training room. Spyro was pierced in the side with an arrow. Spyro fell to the floor. You ran over to help him, but at the same time, the training session ended, which means the arrow in Spyro's side disappeared as well. When the Guardians ran into the room, they saw you, with blood on your paws. They attack you. Spyro accidentally killed Cyril trying to protect you. Spyro runs away, and blames him self. You run away as well, and turn. You killed the Guardians for making Spyro leave you, then you kill Sparks. After that, Spyro had to end up killing you," Ignitus murmured, taking a big breath in, and then out. Cynder couldn't believe that the actions of one day could make a drastic change in the future. Cynder frowned, and murmured, "So when is the right time to tell Spyro. I can't continue without knowing that Spyro loves me."

"Cynder, are you giving up on Spyro?" Ignitus murmured.

Cynder frowned. Cynder lost all feeling of joy, and happiness, as it was replaced with sadness, and confusion. Cynder shuck the thoughts out of her head about doubting Spyro. "I can't let go of what happened last night. Ignitus is right, if last night never happened, I would be so sad, confused, and even mad right now. But I know Spyro. I trust him, care about him, love him. And he does the same for me," Cynder thought.

"It's real hard to give up on someone that won't give up on you," Spyro said. Cynder turned around, and whispered softly, "Spyro." Spyro walked next to Cynder. "Chronicler, I trust you, but this is not the way you should be treating Cynder. I told you last time, try not to hurt Cynder, or else there would be another Malefor. So tell me, what do you have to say in defence?" Spyro said, without sounding rude. Ignitus frowned, and said, "I don't have one. I'm sorry Spyro, I didn't mean to hurt Cynder, I was trying to give her some encouragement."

"How does asking Cynder if she's given up on me, encouragement?" Spyro asked. Ignitus frowned, realizing that Spyro can't see what she can. Spyro sighed, and looked over at Cynder, and whispered, "Don't listen to him. Age can mess with one's mind." Cynder giggled. Spyro smiled to see Cynder smiling. "Don't worry Spyro. I'm not giving up on you, never again. Especially after what happened last night," Cynder whispered, with a smile, "But I do have to ask, when did you get here." Spyro laughed, causing Cynder to giggle accidentally. "I was having a dream about Sparks being me. I screamed like a hatchling the whole time. Not because it was scary, but because the thought of Sparks being me was scary, but manly laughable. I was pulled out of that dream, and into this one. Once I got here, I saw you standing over here. Then I heard the Chronicler ask if you had given up on me."

Spyro nuzzled Cynder's cheek, and whispered, "Don't worry, age was the only thing the Chronicler could beat all of us at. Words were never his strong type. I should know, he told me something that I didn't want to believe, so I didn't, and because I didn't, I was able to save you. I was able to be with you." Cynder enjoyed the feeling of Spyro's nuzzle. Spyro pulled away, causing Cynder to frown. Spyro frowned, and whispered, "Cynder..."

"All because I'm not able to truly love Spyro, doesn't mean I can't love him know. Ignitus can show, or even tell me what ever he wants, but Spyro and me will love each other, guaranteed," Cynder thought, trying not to smile. Ignitus smiled at Cynder's thought. "Cynder, I understand my methods are questionable, but know that I want that future to happen as much as you do. I promise I won't let you two down," Ignitus thought. Cynder looked up at Spyro, and whispered, "Spyro, I need you." Spyro smiled at Cynder, and wrapped his wing around Cynder's body. Spyro put his body against Cynder's, and nuzzled the side of her face. "I need you too. I promised I would never let go of you. I promised a lot, and I plan to keep all of my promises," Spyro whispered in soft tone. Cynder enjoyed the nuzzle. Spyro stopped nuzzling Cynder, and went to pull his face away, but Cynder whispered, "Don't tell me you're embarrassed to care for me while the Chronicler is here. Don't worry, he's old. His eye sight could go at any minute." Spyro chuckled. Ignitus chuckled, and asked, "Who is the cold one again?" Spyro kept his face against Cynder's. "He feels warm. It feels so good to have you back. Listen to me, I can't even go a day without you. And I'm not going to try going a day without you," Cynder thought, enjoying the moment with Spyro.

"I guess I have kept you all here long enough. I'm sorry Cynder. I didn't mean to hurt you," Ignitus apologized. Cynder smiled, and assured him, "Don't worry about it. You brought Spyro here, and he helped me. Your sorry can be replaced with Spyro, so I'm not mad. Just make sure to prepare for that future, because it will come true. Well, I don't know about that other guy. Speaking of, why did he look so different? He didn't have a dark purple to himself, he didn't have that many horns, and he looked, happy. What happened?"

"Something happened to Malefor that even I can't see clearly. But because this something happened, it changed him completely," Ignitus responded. "Wait, Malefor?!" Spyro asked, trying to figure out what they were talking about. "I showed Cynder a future about something, and for some reason, Malefor was there. But he wasn't evil, he was nice," Ignitus explained.

"Wait, if you showed Cynder the future, and Malefor was in it, that means... Malefor is alive, and he is out there somewhere!" Spyro growled, knowing Malefor is alive. "Indeed. That light you saw was him braking that crystal he was trapped in," Ignitus explained. "I thought the Ancestors were supposed to be strong. How was Malefor able to break free?" Spyro asked. "Spyro, even the Ancestors have their limits. Once you two escaped the volcano, it exploded, causing the crystal to be launched into the air. It slammed onto the ground, hard. It has slowly be cracking ever since. Until two days ago, it broke," Ignitus said, trying to clear up the confusion. "But that still means he is alive out there, so were is he?" Spyro asked. "Spyro, just like I told the Guardians, sometimes, things are meant to happen. And like I explained to them, I said sometimes, not all the time. If it was truly something I needed to take care of, I would. But this is up to all of you."

Spyro growled, but obeyed. "Now, I understand you two were having a moment together before I interrupted with those dreams, truly I am sorry," Ignitus apologized.

"Wait a minute, that means you gave me that dream with Sparks," Spyro said. Ignitus chuckled, and said, "Yes I did. I couldn't really think of anything else at the time." Spyro smiled, and joked, "Next time, don't give me a dream that stupid and random." Ignitus chuckled, and said, "I will be sure to remember that." Spyro closed his eyes, followed by Cynder. Spyro slowly opened his eyes to see he was still in the dream. "I guess age also makes you lonely," Spyro joked, "So, what do you need?"

"I know we talked about it a lot, and I know you want to spend more time with Cynder. But I need you to come down here as soon as possible. Things have changed, and I actually need you to get down here as soon as possible," Ignitus said. Spyro sighed, and said, "Fine, we will come down there. How long will it take us?"

"If you speak with the Guardians about your journey, and spend a little more time with Cynder, it should only take you a full day. Half of today, and then half of tomorrow," Ignitus responded. "It seemed so much longer to get there. But, then again, we were on that, 'freaky little turtle monster', as Sparks described it. So, how do we get there?" Spyro asked.

Cynder opened her eyes, and slowly pulled her head from underneath Spyro's. Cynder looked down at him, and whispered, "Spyro... are you awake. Or is he keeping you in that nightmare."

Spyro didn't respond. Cynder smiled down at him.

"I guess, even if it is a nightmare, I will be here for you. Like how I was last time. I just hope that next time, we won't have to like each other any more. After seeing that future, after everything that has happened, I'm dying to say I love you. I just want to love you. But I don't even know when I can tell you. Even tho you are asleep, I will still say I love you. Even if you can't hear me, I will still love you," Cynder whispered.

Spyro smiled at Cynder, causing her to blush, hard. Cynder didn't know what to do, and said, "Fine, I do love you, and I can't stand the fact that you're not loved by me. I love you Spyro, and I want to finally show you. I can't live without you. I'm sorry, you caught me off guard, I don't really have anything romantic to say..."

Cynder waited for Spyro's response, but he was still smiling. Is he still dreaming? Cynder thought. Cynder kissed the side of his face. Cynder pulled away, and saw the same smile on his face. Cynder had a sigh of relief, and thought, I need to work on that a little more. It wasn't as romantic as I was trying to make it. I think Spyro's already has a way better speech then I do. That speech was embarrassing. Cynder snuggled her body against Spyro's, and thought, Even if I wasn't able to tell Spyro, I at least still have him, and I'm never going to lose him.

"Cynder," Spyro mumbled in his dream.

Cynder pulled her body away from Spyro's, and whispered, "Spyro."

"That's a lot of information. Okay, um, were do I start again?" Spyro asked, trying to put everything together. "You need to head to the southwest side of Warfang. Soon you will see a big open ocean. It's not going to take you that long to fly over here, but you should still rest up before the flight. Then once you get here, I will be explaining a lot, so be prepared," Ignitus said. "How come you didn't shorten that sentence the first time? You're about as bad as Volteer," Spyro asked with a small smirk. Ignitus chuckled, and joked, "Sorry, my age makes me talk a lot." Spyro chuckled, and asked, "So does this mean your calling yourself old?" Ignitus realized what he said, chuckled, and said, "Make sure not to keep an old dragon like me waiting. One minute to me is like a one hour." Spyro chuckled, and said, "Don't worry, we are heading out there soon. I won't keep you waiting any longer."

Ignitus smiled, and asked, "Spyro, before you do go, I have to ask you something. What does Cynder mean to you? You sometimes say it in your memories, but I want to hear it from you, not from your memories. And don't worry, Cynder isn't here, so you can say what ever." Spyro didn't understand why the Chronicler was asking this question, and asked, "Just asking, but why do you want to know that?"

"Because, I have seen future that have very different effects to you, and Cynder. But depending on your words, I can determine what future is laying and wait for you, and Cynder," Ignitus explained. Spyro sighed, but at the same time, he blushed. "You better not tell Cynder about any of this. This stays between you, and me. okay?" Spyro said, trying to conceal his blush. "Don't worry, my age can affect a lot of things, but my memories aren't one of them," Ignitus joked. Spyro chuckled. Spyro took a deep in, and then out. "I don't really know we're to begin, but I guess if I have to tell you what Cynder means to me, I can try and sum it all up. Cynder is, my life, my love, my universe. Cynder's everything that I was missing. Especially after Ignitus died, Cynder was the only one I had. I love Cynder, I love everything about her. I just wish I had the guts to tell her. The thought of me, and Cynder, together, as lovers. The thought, the scene, everything about it makes me smile. I can kiss Cynder, tell her I love her, protect her. I can do all of it, with out fear. I want to tell Cynder so badly, because in my heart, I know she loves me too. Yesterday was the day, but it failed. So I don't know when I will be able to tell her, but I have to try," Spyro said, trying not to shed a tear in front of the Chronicler. "After all, it's going to be real hard to give up on someone that won't give up on you," Spyro whispered, wiping a tear off his face. Ignitus smiled at Spyro's words.

"Never let go of that attitude. Never let go of Cynder. Don't worry Spyro, I have no doubts that Cynder will leave you, reject you, even hate you. You know who Cynder is, and you know how she feels. Once you do leave this dream, remember, it's not about when you tell her, or even how you tell her. It's how you feel when you tell her, it's how she feels if she tells you. Don't worry, I believe in you," Ignitus said, giving Spyro a boost of confidence. Spyro smiled, and said, "Thank you, Chronicler. I know it's not much, but the visit will definitely be worth it." Ignitus smiled, and said, "I'm definitely looking forward to it." Spyro closed his eyes, and whispered, "You and me both."

Spyro slowly woke up from the dream, and opened his eyes. Spyro pulled his head up, and yawned. Spyro looked beside himself to smile at Cynder, but she was gone. Spyro frowned, but didn't fear. Spyro laid his head back down, and sigh. I wonder if the Chronicler is scared of something, and that's why he wants us to get to his place so quickly. But, whatever the threat, me and Cynder can handle it. Even if it is Malefor. Spyro looked back over to were Cynder was, and whispered, "But I'm starting to wonder what my true fear is."

Spyro looked away, and looked up at the skylight. Cynder slowly emerged from the ground with her shadow ability. Cynder smiled over at Spyro, and thought, You're not the only one that can be slick. Cynder laid side way, with her body facing away from Spyro. Cynder slowly moved her tail under Spyro's. Spyro felt Cynder's tail, and draped his wing over her body. Busted. Maybe I can try to play it off, Cynder thought, while closing her eyes. Spyro looked down at Cynder, and said, "Well, it's a good thing Cynder's still asleep. That means I get to meet the Chronicler without her, and me and Sparks can have a lot more bro time."

Spyro slowly started to stand up, but was quickly stopped by Cynder. Cynder rolled over and laid down on her belly.

"Okay, Fine, you got me," Cynder admitted, "But what do you mean we're going to visit the Chronicler?"

"Apparently we have to go down there as soon as possible. I think he's just getting really lonely. Poor old dragon," Spyro responded in a joking manner, laying back down on his belly.

Cynder giggled, and said, "Well then I guess we should get going. How long will it take us to get there?"

"Well, he said if I spent a little more time with you, and talked to the Guardians about are journey. It should only take us half a day today, and half the day tomorrow," Spyro responded, "So I guess we should get this over with now. I miss the times when things weren't always an adventure."

Cynder smiled at Spyro, but frowned in her thoughts, I'm so scared on when I should tell Spyro. I don't know when I will be able to, but I want to tell him so bad. So when will it be the right time? Spyro could easily see past Cynder's smile, and could see in her eyes that she was struggling. Spyro kissed her on the cheek, and broke her from her thoughts. Spyro pulled away, and said, "I know you want that race to be as successful as I wanted it to be. But let's try again."

"What do you mean?" Cynder murmured, "When would we ever have the time?"

Spyro smiled at Cynder, and responded, "Once we come back from meeting the Chronicler. The Guardians trust you, Sparks trust you, and I know for a fact that I trust you. So even if everything goes wrong again, we will try again and again until we are finally able to tell each other. All because we failed the first time, doesn't mean we will fail the second time. And even if we failed after the second try, there is always the third. I'm determined to tell you, and no one will stop me."

Cynder smiled at Spyro's words, and thought, No one will stop me either. The future I saw, will come true. I don't know about the Malefor part. But I know we will love each other. And hopefully soon. Spyro saw the smile on Cynder's face, and thought, It's good to see a smile on Cynder's face. I know yesterday wasn't easy for her, but it's good to see that we are still together. It's good to see her smile again. Spyro kissed Cynder on the cheek, breaking her from her thoughts. Spyro pulled away, and asked, "So what do you say we go on are little adventure? I would love to stay here, but I don't like having nightmares all the time. If we don't leave, he's probably going to haunt are dreams until we finally visit."

Cynder giggled at Spyro, and responded, "I guess we have talked about it a lot. I guess we should just get this over with. I don't think we have anything else planned, so once we do return, we will have all the time in the world to have are race again. And after what happened yesterday, I'm sure I will be able to tell you, no matter what you say."

Spyro smiled at Cynder's words. Spyro slowly stood up while Cynder followed. Spyro stretched his body, and walked to the door. Cynder stretched her body as well, and walked over to the door. Spyro opened the door, and walked over to his, and Cynder's room. Cynder followed behind, and shut the door behind herself. Now that I think about it, there really is nothing that can stop me from telling Spyro. I hate to admit it, but I'm some what glad that the race ended in a failure. I some how trust Spyro even more. And everyone trust me as well, Cynder thought, with a small smile. Cynder bumped into Spyro. Cynder broke from her thoughts to see Spyro sitting at the door way. Cynder looked at Spyro's face to see a blank expression. Cynder looked at the bed to see, it had flipped to it's side. Cynder was dumbstruck at the sight. Spyro walked into the room, with Cynder following behind. Spyro looked at the ground to see Sparks. How in the world, did you flip the bed? Spyro thought, shacking his head side to side. Cynder looked down at Sparks, and thought, That's just sad. Sparks shuck awake, and slowly opened his eyes. Sparks looked up at the two, and mumbled, "Did you two get bigger, or did I get smaller... wait... why does the bed feel like the floor?"

Sparks touched the floor, and realized he was on the floor. Sparks slowly flew off the floor, and grumbled, "You know, if you wanted to wake me up, you could've just call my name. Besides, I thought we all agreed that the ground is the worst place to sleep."

"Sparks, we didn't wake you up. You woke yourself up. Just look behind yourself, and you will understand what I mean," Spyro said.

Sparks looked behind himself to see the bed had flipped over. Sparks laughed, and said, "That is awesome... I can't believe it."

Spyro was confused with Sparks actions, and asked, "What's so funny?"

Sparks turned around, and replied, with a tear rolling off his eye, "This isn't even my bed... it's yours."

"And? What are you getting at?" Spyro asked, still confused about why Sparks was laughing.

"Think about it. I sleep on your head, and you use to sleep on the ground, but now you sleep on a bed. But now that your bed is flipped over, you have to sleep on the ground again. This doesn't really affect me, because I sleep on your head," Sparks explained, trying to catch his breath.

Cynder flipped the bed back over, and looked over at Sparks. Sparks looked over at Cynder, and said, "You had to ruin the fun, didn't you."

"I always ruin something. But one thing I would never ruin, is Spyro's life," Cynder said, with a small smile.

Spyro smiled at Cynder's words. Spyro remembered why he was in here, and asked, "Oh, Sparks, I wanted to ask you something. The Chronicler has gotten very disparate about us going to his place, and I was wondering if you wanted to tag along. So what do you say?"

"No way. I'm not riding on another little monster turtle," Sparks said.

"You do realize that thing was bigger then you, and me. So I don't think it was little," Spyro explained.

"Fine then, big monster turtle. Either way, it was still a monster turtle. So no way am I going back there," Sparks said, still objecting to the idea.

"Sparks, don't worry. We're not going to ride a turtle. We are going to fly there instead. The Chronicler told me where we are going, so we don't have to worry about that monster turtle," Spyro said, trying to convince Sparks.

"I don't know. We just got back from helping Mist, and now you want to go on another adventure to see some old dragon? You already know who he is, so why do you want to visit him so badly?" Sparks asked.

"Because there is some much I still haven't learned. I need to visit him as soon as possible. I just wanted to see if you were going to tag along before we went," Spyro explained.

Sparks thought about it, and responded, "I think I'm going to stay here. I would love to join you, and Mis kill a lot, but I think I will pass. I need to get my morning sleep, or afternoon sleep. Which ever one I want."

Cynder let a small smile form across her face, as she walked to the door.

"Come on Spyro. Mis kill a lot has a lot more killing to do. Just make sure to say your last words to Sparks, because I'm pretty sure you won't be returning from this journey," Cynder said, with a small smirk.

"What?" Sparks asked.

Cynder turned around, and explained, "Well, I was planning on stopping Spyro before he could reach the Chronicler. And since you're not coming along, it will make my plan even easier."

Sparks flew over to Cynder, and said, "So you don't want him to see Ig..."

"I just thought you were going to come along," Cynder quickly interrupted, "Just come along with us. It will be a lot more fun with you around."

"How does you hitting me with your tail count as fun?" Sparks asked.

"I didn't say it was going to fun for everyone," Cynder responded, with a smile.

Spyro walked next to Cynder, and asked, "Why do you want Sparks to come along so badly?"

Cynder blushed, but responded, "I know Sparks doesn't like mush, but I like when we go on adventurers together. I know you and Sparks are family, and you said I was apart of your family. So I wanted us, as a family, to have another adventure together. I was never able too in the past, but now I can."

"Okay, Fine, I will come with you two," Sparks said, trying to stop Cynder.

Cynder smiled at Sparks response, and said, "Alright then. What do you say we go and talk to the Guardians before we leave. Then we can finally start are other little adventure."

"I hate adventuring," Sparks grumbled.

Sparks landed on Spyro's head, and grumbled, "But I guess I might as well enjoy are little adventure."

"You sure like to use the word little. Are you finally accepting the fact that you are small?" Cynder joked.

"And I'm already regretting my decision," Sparks grumbled.

Cynder giggled, and walked out of the room. Spyro followed behind Cynder. Spyro shut the door behind himself, and continued to follow Cynder. Cynder really likes the idea of having a family, and so do I. Even if Sparks doesn't care, I will always care about my family. I love you, Cynder. Sparks laid his head down, and thought, You got to love being forced to do something. It makes you understand how weak you are... why do I keep doing that?!

Spyro is right. Yesterday might have been a big failure, but I know that next time won't be. I'm completely ready to tell Spyro. I can tell Spyro when the time comes. Hopefully that time will be soon, but even if it isn't, I know Spyro will still care about me, I trust him, Cynder thought with a smile.

---

Cyril slowly opened his eyes to the sound of snoring. Cyril pulled his head up to hear Volteer snoring like a monster. Cyril's eye twitched, as he thought, Nothing can stop me from suffocation him right now. Nothing! Cyril jumped off his bed and walked over to Volteer's bed. Terrador slowly opened his eyes, and pulled his head up. Terrador looked over at Volteer, and saw Cyril looking down at him. Terrador saw Cyril's eye, twitching. Terrador chuckled, causing Cyril to look over at him. Terrador shut his mouth. Cyril walked over to him, and growled, "I didn't get barely any sleep, He snored all night, and I was beaten to the ground by Spyro. Please tell me, what is so funny to you!"

Terrador accidentally chuckled again, and responded, "I was the one snoring. When I was slowly waking up, I could feel my self snoring. It just wasn't as loud. See how quite it has gotten. I was the one snoring the whole time."

Cyril's eye twitched, as he slowly started to chuckle. His chuckle soon turned into a laughed. Terrador slowly crawled off his bed, and said, "You look like your going through a ruff time. I'm just going..."

Terrador was cut off by Volteer's snoring. Terrador looked at Volteer, and thought, What have you done?! You've just dug your grave! Cyril turned around to face Volteer. Cyril stopped laughing, and said, "I wonder If Volteer loves cold weather."

Terrador quickly walked out of the room. Terrador opened the door, and walked out. Terrador shot the door behind himself, and thought, Good luck you brave soul.

Cyril covered Volteer's back in ice. Volteer's eyes shot open. Volteer shot out of bed. Volteer looked at his back to see it was cover in ice. Volteer slammed his back against the wall, breaking all the ice. Volteer had a sigh of relief, and looked at Cyril.

"I thought we had a deal," Volteer said.

"And I thought I could get some sleep. We were both wrong," Cyril growled.

Cyril shot ices shards at Volteer. Volteer shot lightning bolts at the shards, breaking them mid air. The debri from the shards flew towards Volteer. Volteer blocked the shards with his arm. The debri hit him in the arm. Volteer threw his arm done, and asked, "Why are you doing this? Is it because of something as simple as sleep?"

"Sleep, I haven't had good sleep in three days! So you could probably understand what I mean, Oh, wait, you actually get sleep," Cyril growled.

"Fine, how about this. You beat me, and I will sleep somewhere else for the night. But if I beat you, you have to sleep somewhere else for the night, deal?" Volteer said, trying to convince Cyril to calm down.

"I don't like to make deals, I like to make things happen," Cyril growled, running at Volteer.

Volteer looked down at the ground, and mumbled, "Nothing is ever easy."

Cyril's fist flew straight towards Volteer. Volteer moved to the side, and ran behind Cyril. Cyril slammed his fist in the wall, and growled. Cyril pulled his fist out of the wall, and turned around to face Volteer. Volteer shivered with energy, and thought, It's been a long time since I have felt this kind of excitement for a fight. Cyril launched over to Volteer, throwing his fist at his face. I like the feeling, Volteer thought, avoiding Cyril's punch.

---

Spyro walked around the corner to the Guardians chambers with Cynder. Spyro looked up to see Terrador with a nervous look on his face. Terrador looked at Spyro and said, "Good morning you two. I hope you slept well."

Spyro heard a loud bang in the back room, and responded, "I know I slept well, but what about the another two? It doesn't exactly sound peaceful in there. It sounds like they are destroying the whole room."

"Well, let's just say, some of us got sleep, while others didn't. But don't worry about it, nothing I can't handle," Terrador responded, "So what brings you down here this morning? I was expecting you to spend more time with Cynder."

"I was definitely planning on it, but the Chronicler really wants me to come down and visit him. Poor old dragon is probably getting backed up on his work and wants me to help him," Spyro responded, joking about the Chronicler.

"Or, my guess could be that he really what's to see you again. Maybe he enjoyed your visit, or maybe he lost something, and maybe that something, or I guess I should say, that someone, is you," Terrador said, hinting to Spyro.

"That would explain why he is so desperate to see me. Almost ever time I go to sleep, he pulls me into another dream of his. So I guess it's a good thing we are going to visit him. I have actually wanted to visit him for a long time my self, and now I finally get the chance," Spyro said, hoping that his thoughts about the Chronicler were right.

"Well, I definitely know he wants to see you, trust me. So I won't keep you here any longer then you have to. So I will just get to the point. How long will your journey be?" Terrador asked.

"Only a day. Half of today, and half of tomorrow. I just wanted to come here before we left, and tell you we were leaving," Spyro responded, "And you don't have to worry, we won't be gone for long. But I do hope you can handle everything while I'm gone. I don't want to return, and see that the whole building fell apart."

"Don't worry Spyro, we will be fine. And I know you will fine as well. You have Cynder with you," Terrador said, with a smile, "And don't worry Spyro, you don't have to return right away. I know once you meet the Chronicler, you will never want to leave. I hear he is the greatest dragon anyone has ever meet. So take your time, trust me, we will be fine."

Spyro chuckled, and murmured, "That's debatable. The greatest dragon in the world will always be Ignitus to me. Plus, I've met the Chronicler before, I think he was more old then he was wise. He tried stopping me from saving Cynder, and look were that would've gotten me. I would've lost Cynder, then Ignitus, and maybe even you all... But, he has been a way better help then before. For some reason, I care for him a lot more. He some what reminds me of Ignitus. But, unfortunately, he's not Ignitus."

Cynder kissed Spyro on his cheek. Cynder pulled away, and smiled at Spyro. Spyro looked at Cynder, and let a smile form across his face.

"Don't worry Spyro. We are all here for you. And like you said, there is no way Ignitus died from a little wall of fire. I believe he is still out there as well, and one day, we will look for him. And think about it, the Chronicler records everything that happens in dragon history. Maybe one of his books will help us find Ignitus," Cynder whispered softly.

Spyro's eyes widened as he realized Cynder was right. Sparks tried to holed in his puke, as he realized what Spyro was going to do. Sparks flew off of Spyro's head, and looked away. Spyro kissed Cynder on the cheek. Cynder enjoyed the kiss while it lasted. Spyro pulled away, and put his forehead on Cynder's, and cried, "Cynder, you're right. We can find Ignitus. We can help him, and I can finally give my father that huge. I can see Ignitus's smile again. I can see it now, me, him, you, the other Guardians. All of us, as a family."

"I was nowhere in that sentence," Sparks cried.

Cynder smiled at Spyro's words, letting a tear roll down her face. Spyro pulled his head away, and smiled warmly at Cynder. Sparks landed back on Spyro's head, and said, "It's a good thing I got off when I did. I didn't exactly want get squished by you two."

Spyro chuckled, and said, "Sorry Sparks."

Terrador didn't even realize Sparks was in the room. How in the world did Spyro, or Cynder, convince Sparks to join along. I thought he would've wanted to stay here and sleep some more, Terrador thought.

"Spyro, I do have to ask, because even I'm surprised. How did you convince Sparks to join you? Your journey might not be as short as you make it out to be, and I know Sparks would rather spend his time sleeping. So I have to ask," Terrador asked.

"They didn't convince me, they forced me. I'm not exactly strong enough to fight back. I mean, have you seen my skinny little arms. The only thing I can defend my self against is wind. And I still fail sometimes," Sparks mumbled.

Terrador chuckled at Sparks words, and said, "Well, I hope you all have a safe journey. I'm going to try and stop these two before they kill each other. For some reason, Cyril went crazy after getting woken up for the third night in a row. So I guess you can't really blame him."

"Do you need help with that? I'm pretty sure those two wouldn't be a problem for me," Spyro asked.

"Don't worry Spyro, I'm sure I will be fine. Go meet the Chronicler, I'm sure it will be worth the visit. Just make sure to have a safe journey," Terrador responded.

"I will. And make sure to stay safe while we are gone. I don't know how long we will be gone. So try and holed down the place while I'm gone," Spyro said, with a small smile.

Terrador smiled at Spyro, and said, "Don't worry about me. You should be worrying about the other two. I have to try and get them to stop fighting, so this will be really fun. Those two aren't really well at listening, but I'm sure it won't be that big of trouble."

"Don't worry, I have faith that you can do it, "Spyro said, with a small smile.

"Thanks Spyro," Terrador said, with a small smile.

Spyro walked over to the door way, while Cynder followed. Spyro turned around, and asked Terrador, "Oh, and I wanted to ask before we left. I haven't been in that backroom before, so I wanted to ask you, what exactly is behind that door?"

"Just are beds, or I guess are living quarters. There is my bed, Volteer's, Cyril's, and Ignitus's. Plus three big windows made of glass in the back. That's really all there is. I've wanted to make the place a little more decorative, but I don't know what else to put back there," Terrador responded.

Spyro frowned at Terrador's words, and murmured, "Terrador, make sure you stop those two before they destroy Ignitus's bed. They may think it's just a bed, but anything of Ignitus's is very important to me. I don't want him to think that we didn't care about him while he was gone. So, please make sure you stop those two."

"Don't worry Spyro, I will make sure. Don't worry about it," Terrador assured Spyro, "Just remember what I said. There is no rush getting back. Once you find the Chronicler, take as much time as you need, because I know you're going to want a lot of it."

Spyro smiled at Terrador, and walked towards the door to exit the building. Cynder smiled at Terrador, and said, "Thank you for trusting me with Spyro. That means a lot to me. After yesterday's events, I thought you guys were never going to trust me with Spyro ever again."

Terrador smiled at Cynder, and said, "We all trust you Cynder. We know you love Spyro, and we will never take him away from you, and we will never take you away from him. And don't worry about yesterday's events. To be honest, because of yesterday's events, I trust you completely now. So don't fear."

Cynder smiled at Terrador's words. Terrador smiled at Cynder's smile, and said, "Now, go and protect Spyro. Go and love him without fear. We will always trust you."

Cynder smiled at Terrador's words, and ran after Spyro. Spyro looked at Cynder to see a smile on her face. Spyro saw Cynder's smile, and joked, "Okay, now I'm jealous. Taking care of you is my job, and Terrador had to join in."

Cynder kissed Spyro on the cheek. Spyro was surprised by Cynder's kiss. Cynder pulled away, and whispered, "Don't worry Spyro. Terrador was just telling me about how yesterday was actually a good thing. Plus, Terrador wasn't taking care of me, you were. You're my purple Guardian, not Terrador."

"So it's going to be one of these kind of adventures. I guess it beats staying here. Every time we stay here, I always have some kind of nightmare," Sparks said, "My nightmare aren't even nightmares, they are just super random."

Spyro chuckled, and said, "I can agree with you on that."

---

I know yesterday's events weren't exactly easy for Cynder, or Spyro. But now that I think about it, I'm glad that yesterday's events happened. If they didn't, I don't know if we would trust Cynder as much as we do now. Don't fear Cynder, you will be able to tell Spyro. Just please don't give up on him, Terrador thought. Terrador heard a loud bang in the back room. Terrador turned around, and thought with fear, Ignitus's bed! Terrador ran to the back room, and threw open the door. Terrador couldn't believe what he saw. There were holes in the walls, floors, even in the glass windows. Terrador twitched, and thought, Those two better hope they have a plan to clean this place up. Terrador looked to see the beds were surprisingly intact. Terrador had a sigh of relief. Terrador looked up to see Volteer and Cyril, firing their elements back and forth. How come these two didn't have this much energy during are spar with Spyro? Terrador thought. Volteer punched Cyril in the chest, launching him straight towards the ground. Cyril's body flew right at Ignitus's bed. Terrador didn't know what to do. Don't take this personal, Terrador thought, running at Cyril. Terrador jumped up, and punched Cyril on his side. Cyril's body flew across the room, and into the wall. Cyril growled in pain, "What was that for?!"

"I was saving your life. You almost landed on Ignitus's bed. But if you are so determined to destroy it, be my guest. I just hope you have a plan to defend yourself from Spyro," Terrador responded with a soft tone.

"You could've tackled me out of the way instead... Now I think you broke one of my ribs," Cyril growled, touching his side.

Cyril pulled himself out of the wall, and walked over to Terrador. Cyril sat next to Terrador, and waited for Volteer. Volteer slowly landed on the ground, and growled at the pain.

"He broke your rib in exchange for my arm. So I guess we are even," Volteer said.

"You two almost killed each over sleep? That is the saddest story I have ever heard," Terrador said, shacking his head side to side.

"Actually, the real reason I did this, was to get back at Volteer. He said he was stronger then me for hitting Spyro. I wanted to prove him wrong. So, once he starting snoring, it was the perfect set up," Cyril explained, "And I think I totally won. Think about it. I got this cracked rib from you, not Volteer. And Volteer's arm was broken by me, which means I won... But now that I think about it, I probably shouldn't started this whole thing."

"Why do you say that?" Terrador asked, "I think you got what you deserved."

"Well, I didn't mean to break Volteer's arm, I'm truly sorry about that. I didn't mean to take it that far. Another reason, there is a thing in this world call irony, and I'm pretty sure it just shined down on me. Literally," Cyril responded.

"I'm still confused," Terrador said.

Cyril pointed at the hole in the glass window, and then pointed at his bed.

"The windows were suppose to give us sunlight, but at the same time, they were suppose to dim the sun's light. So if we wanted to sleep during the day, we could. But, there is a hole in the window. And if you look at were the hole is, and look at were the sunlight is shining on, you will understand," Cyril explained, trying to holed back his tears.

Terrador, as well as Volteer looked at the sunlight, and saw the sunlight covering Cyril's bed.

"There is no way I can sleep with the sun, dead in my eyes!" Cyril growled.

Volteer tried not to laugh. If I laugh now, one broken arm will be the least of my worries. Don't laugh, don't laugh, please don't laugh, Volteer thought, trying as hard as he could not to laugh. Volteer accidentally chuckled, but luckily, Terrador's laughed covers up Volteer's chuckle. Dear ancestors, I promise I won't snore anymore, Volteer cried in his thoughts. Cyril looked at Terrador, and opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Terrador.

"Unless you want another broken rib, I suggest you shut that mouth of yours, now," Terrador said with a cocky smile.

Cyril couldn't fight with Terrador. Cyril sighed.

"Just go up to the training room and heal up. I will see if the moles can help me with the repairs," Terrador said.

Cyril walked towards the door, as Volteer followed. Terrador watched as the two walked away from him. Cyril opened the door, and walked out the door way with Volteer behind him. Cyril shut the door behind himself, and walked with Volteer to the training room. Terrador shuck his head side to side, and thought, When ever I think everything will go back to normal, it destroys my entire room. Terrador looked at all of the damage and sighed. At least Ignitus's bed is still fine.

Cyril looked at Volteer limping on one paw, and apologized, "Volteer, I'm very sorry about what happened back there. I didn't mean for it to get out of control. I'm just so tired. Not getting a good night sleep in three days has messed with me."

Volteer looked at Cyril, and said, "Don't worry about it. This is nothing compared to what Spyro could do. I mean, could you imagine if you woke up one morning, and you were getting beat up by Spyro. That would be super painful. And plus, this is nothing compared to the time we fought Ignitus. And that time we fought Malefor..."

Cyril frowned at Volteer's words, remember back to the past. Cyril looked down at the ground. Volteer frowned at Cyril's frown. It wasn't an easy time for any of us, Cyril. Don't worry. We can't fix the past, but we can learn from it. Volteer put his paw on Cyril's shoulder. Cyril looked up at Volteer.

"I know the past wasn't the easiest thing for us to live in, but look at were we are now. Your alive, I'm alive, Terrador's alive, even Ignitus. And the greatest part, we were able to meet Spyro, as well as Cynder. If it wasn't for those two, we wouldn't even be alive. Are past sucked, I'm not going to lie, but look at were we are know because of are past. Don't worry so much about the past," Volteer said, trying to comfort Cyril.

Cyril smiled at Volteer's words, and joked, "You know, you always make everything complicated. You could've just said, are past sucked, but at least everything turned out alright in the end."

Volteer chuckled at Cyril's words, and joked, "And you always make everything confusing. If I would've said that, you wouldn't understand the point I was trying to tell you."

Cyril chuckled at Volteer's words, and looked up at the door. The door slowly opened, and the two walked inside. Volteer took his paw off of Cyril's shoulder, and opened the door for him.

"Ladies first," Volteer said with a small grin.

"Okay, yeah, no. I'm not going in first. I have a cracked rib, not a cracked paw like you," Cyril said.

Volteer smiled at him and walked into the training room, and said, "Ladies last, gentlemen first."

Cyril walked in behind Volteer, and joked, "You are not a gentle man. You're more like a, weak man. Yeah, that about narrows you down. Wait, no, you're a sad man."

Cyril chuckled at his comments, and said, "I'm so good at this."

Volteer chuckled at him, and said, "At least I'm not a stupid man."

Cyril let a smile form across his face at Volteer's comment. Volteer pulled the lever, revealing the room of gems. The two walked into the room, and healed up. They walked out of the room, and back towards the door. Cyril was the first to walk out, followed by Volteer. Volteer looked back at the training room, and thought, Weird, I thought the training room was completely destroyed. I guess it was repaired. Volteer shut the door behind himself, and followed Cyril back to the Guardians chambers.

---

Spyro walked out of the big building, with Cynder following next to him. Spyro breathed in the outside air, and said, "We just got back from the outside world, and we're already heading back into it. I'm not going to lie, I'm going to miss are bed. Now we get to sleep on the dirt again. Well, by we, I mean me and you, Cynder."

"It won't be all bad. I mean, at least you're not going on this adventure by yourself," Cynder pointed out.

Spyro chuckled, and said, "Yeah, I guess it's not all bad."

Spyro lend over to Cynder, and whispered, "But Sparks came along, so I think we have what is called a worst case scenario."

Sparks ignored the two, and tried to get some sleep, but unfortunately, the sun was right in his eyes. Spyro looked over to the front gate of Warfang, and thought, Now, were is the southwest side of Warfang. Spyro flew up into the sky, and looked behind himself, and thought, So when we went to save Mist, we went south, which was behind Warfang. Which means, southwest is over there. Spyro landed back down on the ground, and said, "Well, I know were we are going. I just hope that getting my hopes up will be a good idea. I hope there is a book on Ignitus's life. So, I guess it's safe to say that this won't be are last adventure."

Cynder smiled at Spyro's hopes, and said, "Spyro, I know it could be a long shot, but I believe you should get your hopes up. It's the Chronicler. What kind of Chronicler would he be if he didn't do his job?"

Spyro chuckled, and responded, "Not a very good one."

I guess I should, the worst thing that could happen is if I find out Ignitus truly did die... but at least I will always have Cynder. If it wasn't for Ignitus, I would've lost Cynder back in the Volcano. Thank you, father, Spyro thought with a big smile. Spyro opened his wings, and flew into the air. Spyro looked down at Cynder, and asked, "Are you going to join me, or are you planning on staying here with the other Guardians?"

Cynder flew into the air, and looked at Spyro.

"I know the Guardians care about me, and I care about them. But, spending a day, or more, with the Guardians, that's a little over kill. Especially since you're gone. I didn't come back to Warfang to leave you," Cynder said with a small smile.

Spyro smiled at Cynder's words, and said, "Well, I guess coming back to Warfang was for nothing. It seems like every time we come back here, we always have to do something else. But, I guess it's not all bad. At least we don't have to fight something ever day. That would sooner or later get exhausting."

"Well, look on the bright side. We don't really have plans to go anywhere else. The only thing we have to worry about is that little race we were going to have again. Like you said, I will never stop until you hear what I have to say. I just hope that once I tell you, it will be the right time... because I don't when the right time is," Cynder said, frowning at the last sentence.

Spyro put his paw on Cynder's shoulder, and whispered, "Cynder, the right time, for what ever you want to say, is for you to choose. It's doesn't matter to me when you tell me, or even how you tell me. As long as you're able to tell me, and as long as it makes you happy, then I'm happy. You can even tell me now if you wanted to. Just know, I will always be here for you when you tell me. I will never leave you."

Cynder smiled at Spyro's words, and thought, I could easily tell him now, but I feel like, after his meeting with Ignitus, it will be a lot easier for me to tell Spyro. I feel like now is the right time, but that's how I thought about the other day's. Hopefully, this time will work out for the better. And if it doesn't... nothing will stop me from loving Spyro. That day will be the day I tell Spyro.

"Do you think she's okay? She just been looking at you the whole time," Sparks asked in a whisper.

Cynder broke from her thoughts from Sparks words. Cynder looked at Sparks, and said, "What's wrong with me looking at Spyro?"

"There are a lot of things wrong with you, but I guess since you're asking, I should start with you looking at Spyro," Sparks joked.

So much for this just being me and Spyro. I should've never convinced him to join along, Cynder murmured in her thoughts. Cynder looked at Spyro, and asked, "Well, before I kill your brother, were are we going?"

Spyro smiled at Cynder. Spyro opened his wings, and flew in the direction they were supposed to go. Cynder followed behind. Sparks looked down at Spyro, and asked, "So, why did I have to come along again? I know it because Cynder wanted me too, but now it's like she's regretting her decision."

"That's because she is. Yesterday wasn't easy for her, and you made it even worse. Yes, you might have apologized, but you're not showing that you truly meant it. Try lighting up a little more towards Cynder," Spyro said.

"Dude, have you seen my body? I'm always lighting up," Sparks pointed out.

Spyro chuckled, and said, "You know what I mean. I just don't want to see Cynder getting hurt. She has been through enough, and you're not really helping. So, please..."

"Fine, fine. I will loosen up a little more," Sparks interrupted, "I will admit, she has made you a lot happier then I think any of us could. I know I can trust Cynder, I truly do... probably. I just want you to be happy. So, as long as I'm nice, you will be. Just make sure when you two kiss each other, and tell one other that you love each other, do that when I'm asleep."

Spyro beat red, and whispered with embarrassment, "Sparks..."

"Relax bro, she's behind you, not beside you," Sparks said, assuring Spyro.

Spyro sighed, and asked, "Tell me Sparks, you have spent a lot of time with Cynder, has she said anything about me? Anything that might lead you to believe that Cynder loves me? At some points, she acts like she loves me, but at other's, it's like she doesn't. I can't tell if she is trying to hide the fact that she loves me, or if... she really doesn't love me. I really don't have doubts, but I still have one."

Sparks couldn't really say anything, and tried to figure out a way to say it.

"Well, she has definitely talked about you. Nothing bad, I can promise you that. I can't really tell you all that we talked about, just know that you're wasting your time worrying about your doubts. I'm not saying she loves you, but she definitely doesn't hate you," Sparks responded, trying to hide the truth.

Spyro frowned, and asked, "So, if I tell Cynder I love her... Will she say no? The reason I want to start back up the race, is so I can tell Cynder how I feel. And even if that day ended in a disaster, I would just tell her before we fell asleep, or right after everything calmed down. But does this mean, the only disaster I'm going to face this next time... will be Cynder saying no? Is this next race going to be something I can't recover from?""

"Spyro..." Sparks whispered.

"Sparks, what if, the reason that yesterday was a failure, was because Cynder knew I was going to tell her? And the reason she ran away, was because, the thought of me being in love with her made her angry, or even sad, knowing that she would break my heart. She said it was because of that conversation we had, but what if that wasn't it at all," Spyro murmured.

Sparks frowned at Spyro's words, and thought, Let's hope that I'm as good at being helpful as I am at being... nope, not going to get me that time.

"Spyro, you need to understand what makes Cynder happy. You need to understand who Cynder smiles at. And you also need to remember what Cynder means to you. If you can't see that, then you've never cared for Cynder, you've never loved Cynder," Sparks growled, crossing his arms.

I really hope I didn't just make it worse... Knowing me, I probably did. But then Cynder will step in. So I can't tell a win-win, from a win-lose. Or is it, lose-win. I'm so confused, Sparks thought. Spyro let a small smile form across his face.

"Thank you Sparks. No one can make Cynder smile the way I do, No one can understand what makes Cynder happy, and no one understands that only I can make Cynder happy again. Sorry Sparks, for getting you to be all mushy on me, but at least it helped. I always need to remember what Cynder means to me. And I guess to answer that question, well, I can't really explain it. Only Cynder would understand what she means to me," Spyro said, with a big smile.

"I would tell you what you mean to me, but I would rather show you," Cynder said, with a small smile.

Spyro shot red, and thought, How long has Cynder been next to me... and how long has she been listing? Spyro looked over at Cynder, and asked, "How long have you been next to me?"

"Up to the point were you said, 'I always need to remember what Cynder means to me'," Cynder responded, "And I wanted to ask, why do you need to ask yourself that? I thought you were always remembering what I meant to you... I always remember what you mean to me. Was there something I did that made you feel disappointed, or angry, at me?"

Cynder frowned, and thought, If I would've told Spyro back there, would Spyro still have doubted me? Cynder sighed, and murmured, "I don't really know were we are going, but Warfang has almost completely disappeared from the distance, so I think we should land."

"Cynder..." Spyro murmured, unable to finish his sentence.

Cynder flew to the ground, followed by Spyro. Cynder landed on the ground, and waited for Spyro. Spyro landed, and let a small smile form across his face. Cynder didn't smile back, as she was in her thoughts, What about the word love, makes everyone love each other more then they do now? I thought if you loved someone, you were supposed to show them now, so they understand more about the one they love. Spyro, please understand that I don't hate you, I could never hate, I could never even be mad at you, because you're the love of my life. I'm just confused right now. Spyro walked next to Cynder, and waited for her to say something. Cynder looked up at Spyro, and said, "Spyro, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Now, come on, let's go and see the Chronicler."

Spyro wrapped his wing around Cynder's body, and sat down next to Cynder. Cynder was confused with Spyro's actions, and asked, "What's wrong Spyro? Aren't we going to visit the Chronicler?"

Spyro shuck his head side to side, and murmured, "Cynder, please, understand that I will always remember what you mean to me. Why do you think I wake up every morning? Why do you think I holed you ever day, I kiss you every day, and I tell you what you mean to me. Cynder, there is a deference between saying something, and showing someone instead. I'm showing you ever day, that I care about you. I show you ever day, that you aren't hated, disapproved of, or even out casted. Please understand, hate, and disappointment, isn't in my family. The only one's that are in my family, are Sparks, and you. And the reason I know you're in my family, is because, I remember what you mean to me. And I want to be reminded ever single day."

Cynder let a tear roll out of her eyes. Cynder kissed Spyro, and then pulled away, and cried, "Why are you always so good when it comes to cheering me up? Why are always so good at making me happy."

Spyro smiled at Cynder's attitude, and whispered softly, "Because, only I know how to make you happy, because I'm the only one that can huge you, kiss you, and even care for you. I understand how you feel, because remembering what you mean to me, gives me the energy to pull you up when you're down. It helps me ever day. You, help me ever day. You help me way more then you might realize."

Cynder sat down next to Spyro, and put her head under Spyro's.

"Spyro, I'm sorry. I promise I wasn't mad at you, I could never be. I was just confused, I was so confused," Cynder murmured.

"Cynder, remember back then, when we talked about trust? We talked about secrets, and what they were doing to us. I know some secrets need to be kept, but I also know that some secrets need to be let go of. They are only hurting us. If it's embarrassing, confusing, sad, or even heart breaking, just tell me. We have made it through worse. We have made it through these times, together," Spyro whispered softly.

How do I tell Spyro without telling him about me and him loving each other. I guess I have to tell him in a way that won't make him think about this future too much. That way, he won't get suspicious if I slip up, and say something embarrassing, Cynder thought.

"The Chronicler pulled me into a dream, and he showed me the future. Well, he showed me one of many futures. But this one sparked mine, and his, interest. He showed me this perfect future. It was everything I wanted. The life I wanted, I was with the one I loved, and everything was so peaceful. But this future, it seemed to good to be true. Everything I wanted, happened, and then some. Once I heard yourself doubting yourself, it made me fear that the future wouldn't happen. Plus, I just didn't understand something... something very important," Cynder murmured, blushing at her last sentence.

"Cynder, you know who I am. You know I would never be mad at you for anything. Tell me, please. I need to see your smile again," Spyro whispered softly.

Cynder pulled her head from under Spyro's. Spyro saw how scared Cynder was, but also saw that she was in pain. Sparks already knew were this was headed, and he quickly flew off of Spyro's head. You two do this way to much. But what ever. If you want to put your forehead on a killer, go ahead. Just don't be surprised when you don't have a head anymore. Oh, wait. You won't be surprised, you'll be died, Sparks mumbled in his thoughts. Spyro put his forehead on Cynder's, and whispered, "Cynder... I'm here for you. Don't think about the bad things, because I wasted my time thinking about the bad things. We are supposed to be together, forever, remember?"

Together, forever. Alright, here it goes, Cynder thought, trying to grab her courage. Spyro pulled his head back, and looked into Cynder's eyes. As Cynder looked into Spyro's.

"Spyro... what does the word... love, mean to you? After looking into the future, and looking at the present, I want to understand what love means to you," Cynder asked, shivering with embarrassment.

Spyro blushed at Cynder bring up the word love. Spyro ignored his embarrassment, cleared his trout, and responded, "Well, the word love to me is as powerful as the world itself. Telling someone you love them is a very difficult thing to do. Once you tell them, there is so much that happens from once you tell them, and after you tell them. But in my opinion, the word love is just a word. If you truly love someone, you should just show them. I mean, it's good to wait, but it's also not good to wait. I mean... you... me... no wait... that's not what I meant..."

"This is the saddest conversation you two have ever had, and you two have had sadder ones before," Sparks whispered to himself.

Cynder kissed Spyro on his cheek. Spyro smiled at the kiss. Cynder pulled away, with tears running down her face.

"Spyro, do you remember that dragoness you were talking about?" Cynder asked, wiping away her tears.

Spyro smiled warmly at Cynder, and responded, "I remember her ever single day of my life. What about her?"

Cynder put her head next to Spyro's, and whispered, "I have a feeling that I know who she is, and I just have one request to make. I know the word love is just a word, but I think she knows you love her. So, instead of treating her like you love her, just treat her the way you have been treating her. I feel like, once the two of you finally love each other, it's going to way better once you two finally kiss for the very first time."

"But what if I wait to long? What if she doesn't love me in the end? What do I do then?" Spyro asked.

"Spyro, she loves you. And I know for a fact that she would never leave you. Take it from me, I know who you are, and I would never leave you," Cynder whispered.

Cynder pulled her head back, and looked at Spyro in the eyes. As Spyro looked Cynder in the eyes.

"Spyro, don't ever fear. I thought you let go of your doubts yesterday, because I did the same. If you start doubting yourself, then I will start doubting myself. I want to smile every morning, I want to smile with you. I don't want to be confused, or even scared ever morning. Just remember, being together forever doesn't mean for a couple of days. It means forever," Cynder whispered.

Cynder kissed Spyro on the check. Cynder pulled away, and whispered, "Forever means the same as, infinite. Kind of like the infinite number of kisses I have to give you, and the infinite number you have to give me. Which means, we will be together for an infinite life time."

Spyro couldn't stop his tears from falling out his eyes. Cynder giggled, and whispered, "I know. Please tell me you feel the same way."

Spyro put his head beside Cynder's, and cried, "Of course. We will always be together..."

"Forever," Cynder cried.

Sparks landed back on Spyro's head, and cried, "Man, you two sure know how to make a man cry."

Spyro chuckled at Sparks, and joked, "Since when did you become a man?"

"Now that's messed up. I'm over here, getting all emotional, and you're over here cracking jokes. Sounds like something I would do. Never mind, carry on with what ever else you were doing," Sparks said, laying back down on Spyro's head.

Spyro pulled his head away from Cynder's, and whispered, "I don't know about you, but I'm already liking this adventure. It might not be as bad as we made it out to be. So what do you say we continue are adventure? I don't want to rush to get there, but I also don't want to have another nightmare with the Chronicler being the cause of it."

Cynder giggled at Spyro's words, wiped away her tears, and responded, "I guess we don't really have a choice in the matter. Besides, I think I need to thank the Chronicler once we see him. Because, if it wasn't for him, this moment we just had would've never happened."

"That means that old dude was finally helpful," Sparks said, surprised, "Now that's a first."

"What is with you? Yes he's old, and, not really the most helpful dragon in the world. But after my last visit with him, he has helped a lot more. You have to give him credit for helping us out," Spyro pointed out, "Plus, at least he isn't telling me to wait out a storm, or something random like that."

"Yeah, that confused me. How do you wait out a storm, if there isn't even a storm to wait out? I didn't see a single... I didn't... okay, I saw some clouds, but I didn't see a storm," Sparks said, remembering their visit to the Chronicler.

Spyro stood up, followed by Cynder.

"Well, even though there wasn't a real storm, there was a real threat. And after everything that happened in that mountain, I think I would rather have to fight a storm then a big ape. But I guess it was worth it. If I had to fight a storm instead of an ape, I wouldn't look as heroic in front of Cynder," Spyro said, with a small grin.

Cynder nuzzled Spyro on his cheek. Cynder pulled away, and smiled at Spyro. Spyro smiled back.

"You called that heroic? I call that, going in without a very good plan, then being consumed by darkness, killing everything, and then taking a three year nap. And the worst part about the nap, I had to take one as well. Thanks for the save, but three years? Really. It took three whole years for some random dude to say, 'hay, let's go find these two'. Then the other guy was like, 'sure, what could go wrong? One is a crazy killing machine, and the other one is a non plan maker. Awesome combo'," Sparks said, pointing out the genius in the enemy's plans.

"You know, me and Cynder were also chained together, Right?" Spyro asked.

"Yes, because putting you two together, instead of splitting you two up, made perfect sense," Sparks said, "I mean, who was the stupid dude that came up with this idea?"

"Maybe the stupid dude that came up with this stupid plan was a stupid dragon fly named Sparks," Cynder joked.

Sparks was surprised by Cynder's random appearance in the conversation, and asked, "How could I have come up with the plan when I was frozen in that crystal with the two of you? I don't really think I had anything to write on before we were frozen."

"I don't think you need your fingers to talk through your mouth. Besides, why are you even complaining? Me and Spyro made it out safely. Spyro's fine, I'm fine, everyone is fine. So why are you complaining?" Cynder asked.

Sparks sighed, and responded, "I can't really say it right now. I will talk to you about it later, when Spyro isn't around. Or I could just say it now and embarrass the both of you right now."

"Sometimes, option number one is better," Cynder said, trying to shut Sparks up.

"Well then, let's get going to the old dude's little hide out. Spyro, I need you to walk ahead a little bit so I can talk to Cynder in private," Sparks said, flying off of Spyro's head, and onto Cynder's.

"I thought you wanted bro time? I also thought you didn't like Cynder. Is someone getting soft?" Spyro asked, with a small grin.

"Don't make me regret my decision," Sparks mumbled.

"As long as you are getting along with Cynder, I will not interfere," Spyro said, walking ahead.

Cynder followed behind Spyro. Cynder backed up a few steps, and asked in a whisper, "What is it now Sparks? I don't mean to sound unhappy, but I want to spend more time with Spyro. Especially after what happened just a bit ago. So, without hurting your feelings, can you please make it quick."

Sparks sighed, and whispered, "Okay, fine. I know yesterday was a disaster and all, but why haven't you told Spyro that you love him? I can kinda understand why you weren't able to yesterday, but why didn't you tell him just then? No one was around, except for me. I wasn't going to interrupt, and I thought you wanted to make my brother happy. Have you changed your mind?"

Cynder shuck her head side to side, and responded, "Of course not. I would never give up on Spyro. It's just, I had a dream, well, the Chronicler pulled me into this dream. He showed me the future. It was me, you, and Spyro. I was finally able to love him without fear, confusion, or even anger. It was like a paradise. But then, the Chronicler told me how, all those times I tried to tell Spyro I loved him, they would all become failures. I would die, or even Spyro would die. So, I don't know when it's a good time to tell Spyro. Trust me, I want to tell him right now, but I don't know if right now, is the right time."

"You do realize the Chronicler probably ages as well, right? Maybe, instead of listing to some old dude that lost his memory a long time ago, you should listen to yourself. Just like Spyro, he disobeyed the Chronicler to save you, and look what happened. Yes, the world was some what destroyed, but you two fixed it in the end. So, stop listening to the Chronicler. Not to make you smile, but I want to see Spyro's reaction just as bad as you do. So hurry up and tell him," Sparks mumbled his last sentence, trying not to sound mushy.

Cynder smiled at Sparks words, and said, "Thank you Sparks. And don't worry, I will tell Spyro. The next race we have will be a guaranteed one. I'm so determined, and I'm sure nothing will be able to stop me as long as I keep trying."

"Well, good. How about we walk back up to Spyro now? Since I can clearly see you have been taking a step closer to Spyro ever time I talked," Sparks said.

Cynder smiled, and walked to Spyro's right side. Spyro looked at the smile on Cynder's face, and said, "I hope that means everything went well."

"It didn't go terrible, so that's a first," Sparks responded, trying to act cool.

Spyro smiled at Sparks response, and said, "It's good to see you two are getting along."

"Well, I was forced to come on this adventure, and I was forced to get along with Cynder as well, so, what ever," Sparks mumbled, trying hide his smile.

Cynder looked at Spyro, and asked, "Do you think it's going to take us more then a day to get there now? I mean, I'm not complaining, this adventure has already shown some promising results. I was just wondering."

"If you're not complaining, then why did you bring it up," Sparks mumbled, trying to act like himself.

"This may sound weird, but I feel like the Chronicler actually planned for this to happen. It's a strange feeling, but for some reason, I just feel like it's true. I could be wrong, but I don't feel wrong," Spyro responded.

"Well, hopefully he did plan for that, because I don't think I can stand another day with Sparks being around," Cynder joked with a small grin.

Sparks ignored Cynder, and flew off of her head, and onto Spyro's. Sparks laid back down, and thought, It's always so hard being me. Then again, I'm like the forgotten dude in the group. The only time they actually talk to me is about mushy stuff, or even advice. I'm not very good at giving advice, unless it has something to do with being awesome. Cynder nuzzled Spyro's cheek, and whispered, "Thanks for not giving up on me back there. I was just confused, and sad."

Cynder pulled away, and waited for Spyro's response. Spyro smiled, and said, "It was nothing. All I had to do was remember what you meant to me. Which was pretty easy, since I always remember what you mean to me. How do you think I'm able to make that smile form on your face."

Cynder realized she was smiling. Cynder let the smile form across her face. It sucks that I can't tell Spyro I love him, and I can't give him a true kiss. But at least I have him, and that's good enough for me. I might not be able to love Spyro now, but I can still care for him, and I can still care about him. I just hope that the word care won't go on forever. Just long enough until are race, then the word care, will be replaced with the word, love. Cynder put her head against Spyro's, closed her eyes, and whispered softly, "As long as I still have you, everything will be fine."

"What did you say, Cynder?" Spyro asked.

"Nothing. Just, thinking about the future," Cynder responded.

Spyro wrapped his wing around Cynder's body, and whispered, "I hope your future shows you and me."

"I wouldn't doubt it," Cynder whispered with a smile.

---

"Where is my bed!" Cyril yelled.

Terrador turned around to see Volteer, and Cyril, had walked into the room. Terrador chuckled, and responded, "Let's just say, irony is a funny thing. The moles were trying to repair this place, and a huge piece of the sealing fell down on your bed. So, yeah, you don't really have a bed anymore."

"All I wanted was sleep!" Cyril cried, "How long until I get a new bed?"

"It could be day's, maybe even weeks, but don't worry. I'm sure you will be fine," Terrador responded.

"How will I be fine?! I'm going to be sleeping on a floor! First I had a broken rib, and now I'm going to have a broken back!" Cyril cried.

Terrador chuckled, causing Cyril to growl at him.

"The last time you laughed at me, it was because of something you did! What did you do?!" Cyril growled.

"Just joking around with you. Your bed was destroyed, but the moles are getting a new one right now. So everything is going to be fine. I thought since you two were going to play around, I thought I would do the same thing," Terrador responded, with a small smile.

"This is the greatest day of my life," Volteer laughed.

Cyril growled at him. Volteer's laugh was soon replaced with a nervous one, as he said, "Never mind. Day's not over, so I'm not going to jump to a conclusion."

Cyril tried to calm himself down, and asked, "Since nothing really happens around here, can I please get some sleep. If something does happen, I will be sure to get right on it. But I need sleep in order to do that."

Terrador smiled at Cyril, and responded, "I think you have been tortured enough today, so I guess you can try and get some sleep. But as soon as something happens, I hope you will get right on it. If it's something small, then you don't have to worry, but if it's something huge, then I need you to be at your best."

Cyril smiled at Terrador's words, and thought, Sleep, it's so close, yet so far. As soon as my new bed gets in here, I'm going head first. Volteer chuckled at Cyril, and said, "Well, I think he broke my whole rib cage. Which is pretty major. So I'm going to have to ask you to help me through the day. If I walk around to much, it could hurt me even more."

Cyril growled at him, and said, "Or, how about I just knock you out. It's hard to feel pain when you're not even awake to feel it."

Volteer shivered, and said nervously, "Never mind, I think my ribs just healed, so I think I will be fine."

"Don't worry Volteer, if you need anything, please wake me up. I wasn't able to break ever bone in your body the first time, so I don't plan on failing the next time," Cyril said, with a small grin.

Volteer laughed nervously, and thought, It's either he really is tired, or he hates my guts to the point that he would destroy them. Along with my bones. A couple of moles walked into the room. Some holding onto the bed, while the others were holding onto the frame. Cyril let a tear fall out of his eye, as he saw the bed. Sleep, yes! Cyril thought. The moles placed the frame down, then they placed the bed on top of the frame. Terrador smiled at the moles, and said, "Thank you all for your help."

The moles smiled at him, then they proceeded to walked out of the Guardians chambers. Cyril slowly walked over to his bed and jumped onto it. Cyril laid down on the bed, and said, "Thank you Terrador. Sleep is something I haven't had in a long time."

Terrador smiled at him, and said, "Don't worry about it. Just get some sleep."

Cyril laid his head down, closed his eyes, and drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Terrador slowly walked out of the room, and as he past Volteer, and whispered with fear, "Let's hurry up and get out of here. I thought Cyril was lying when he said he would break your bones, but Cyril was a serious as he could be. So if you want to live for another day, I suggest we both get out of here."

Volteer didn't hesitate, and quickly walked over to the door with Terrador. The two walked out of the room. Terrador slowly shut the door behind himself. The two had a huge sigh of relief.

"Terrador, I'm not going to lie. If there is a major situation, I still wouldn't wake him up. I feel like he would snap my neck as soon as I woke him up. I'm not saying I'm scared of him, I'm just that I don't want to mess with him," Volteer said

Terrador chuckled at Volteer, and walked next to him, and sat down next to him. Volteer sat next to Terrador, and asked, "So, how do you think Spyro, and Cynder are doing? I haven't even see the two around. I just hope that they are safe."

"Don't worry about them, they just went to visit the Chronicler. Well, I guess now that Spyro is going to find out about Ignitus, I guess we should just start saying Ignitus for now on," Terrador responded.

Volteer frowned, and asked, "Terrador, how do you think things would be around here if Ignitus was here? I mean, Spyro acts like Ignitus, so we have some what if an idea. But what do you think it would be like if Ignitus didn't become the Chronicler?"

Terrador thought about it, and responded, "Well, honestly, I think things wouldn't be as good as they are now. Well, not like that. What I mean is, Ignitus has helped Spyro, and Cynder through their journeys. I'm pretty sure the old Chronicler would've never help the two out. So, I'm glad Ignitus is the Chronicler. Because, like he said, once Spyro finally finds out that he is alive, he will come and visit more often. So I honestly believe that everything happened for the better."

Volteer chuckled, and said, "I guess your right. At least the present isn't as screwed up as the past. I feel like, now that Ignitus is the new Chronicler, the world has become more whole then it was before. Plus, I have high hopes for Spyro, and Cynder's future together. Which should make everyone else's future bright as well."

Terrador smiled at Volteer's words, and said, "That's the spirit. Knowing that we can succeed is a good feeling. Knowing that we can trust Cynder is also a great feeling. When ever she smiles at us for trusting her, it makes me feel happy. But at the same time, it makes me scared."

Volteer frowned, and murmured, "Because back then? She trusted us, and we trusted her. But in the end, we weren't able to be the Guardians we were supposed to be."

The two frowned as they remember the look on Malefor's face when they had to tell him the bad news. Terrador sighed, and said, "I guess there really isn't any point to holed onto these memories. Malefor is gone, she is gone. But now we have Spyro, and Cynder. I believe we won't make the same mistake twice."

"But think about it. They are both on their own out there. And dark forces still walk amongst us. They could be getting attacked, and we wouldn't be able to do anything. I believe in Spyro, I truly do, but even Spyro can't destroy darkness. No one can. What if Cynder dies out there? We would be making the same mistakes we did in the past. We acted like everything was fine, then we got ambushed by those apes, and she died. Cyril was injured, and I was on the brink of death," Volteer murmured, growling at the past memories.

Volteer's not wrong, Terrador thought. Terrador sighed, and said, "Look, Spyro doesn't have to destroy the darkness in order to make ever right. He just has to keep the darkness from coming back, like how it did before. If Spyro has Cynder, and Cynder has Spyro, everything will be fine. Malefor us gone, the apes were some what defeated, and the darkness was manly controlled by Malefor. So we are fine."

"But your still not understanding the fact about how we are still not at peace. Yes, Spyro's strong, I understand that. But what if he isn't there to help Cynder. Malefor did the same thing. He thought she would be fine, and in the end, she died. And the worst part, we were all there, and we still technically lost. The apes won, and we failed," Volteer murmured.

"Why do you think I made Spyro a Guardian? I did it, because I believe Spyro can do what we all can't do. He is powerful, and he can protect Cynder. We can't. If Malefor was a Guardian back then, he wouldn't have left his girlfriend in are paws. He would've protect her, instead of relying on us. He thought, because we are Guardians, we could protect the one he loved. I made Spyro a Guardian, because I knew he would take his job seriously, and I knew he wouldn't fail at it either," Terrador said, explaining more of the reason behind his choice.

Volteer eyes were wide as he realized that Terrador was actually right. Volteer smiled at Terrador, and joked, "And here I thought I was the dragon of a million words."

Terrador chuckled, and said, "I didn't realize I couldn't clear up confusion with out being scolded. Thanks Volteer."

Volteer chuckled, and said, "I just hope that you are right about everything. I don't want to relive my past, and I definitely don't want to relive it now. I believe in Spyro to do what we all couldn't. But I just hope that those two will confess their love for each other soon. It will make the future even brighter, but, it can also make it darker."

Terrador was confused by Volteer's choice of words, and asked, " What are you talking about? If Cynder and Spyro figure out that they love each other, they won't fear. Without fear, they can live their lives together, and everything will be as easy as it was in the past. Just, a little bit further into the past."

"Exactly, they won't fear, and that is a bad thing," Volteer murmured, as he looked to the ground, "If they don't fear, Spyro could end up doing the same thing Malefor did. I'm not saying it's good to always fear, but some fears shouldn't be conquered. Some fears are the reason we are able to live the next morning. If Spyro and Cynder love each other, and then one of them dies... what do we do then? If they love each other, and then one of them dies, we will all die. Then it will be another Malefor situation all over again."

Terrador put a paw on Volteer's shoulder. Volteer looked up at Terrador to see a smile on his face.

"Volteer, you need to stop comparing Spyro to Malefor. Malefor is Malefor, and Spyro is Spyro. The only, and I mean the only time, Spyro would ever leave Cynder, is if we were in Warfang, and we were all together in a room. Especially after they love each other, Spyro would never let Cynder step one paw out the door without him. He has even show that now. So stop worrying. Because if you do, I will wake up Cyril, and tell him it was you who told me to wake him up," Terrador said with a small smile.

Volteer laughed nervously, and said, "Okay, fine. I will trust you. You haven't steered us into the wrong direction so far. And neither has Spyro, or Cynder. I'm just hoping that we won't ever have to relive that past ever again. Ever day I felt like giving up. I didn't think I could take the pain anymore."

"That's what we are here for, that's what Spyro and Cynder are here for. To make sure the past doesn't ever become the present. Just don't worry about. Just enjoy the some what time of peace. Hopefully soon, peace will be forever. We can't control the darkness, but we can control the present. So let's make sure we make it as great as possible," Terrador said, trying to stop Volteer from shacking.

Volteer smiled at Terrador's words, and thanked, "Thank you Terrador. I believe everything will be fine."

Terrador smiled at Volteer's attitude, and took his paw off of Volteer.

"Trust me, everything will be fine. And I'm pretty sure everything will also be fine, as long as we don't wake up Cyril," Terrador said with a nervous laugh.

"Oh, and going to back to Spyro visiting Ignitus. Did they explain why they were going to visit the Chronicler? I mean, I have my suspicions, but I'm just wondering what they said," Volteer asked with curiosity.

"They didn't really explain it. I know that they were going to find a book on Ignitus's life and find out were he was, but since he is going to be right there once the two visit him, there really is no point," Terrador responded, "But, my best guess could be, they are visiting the Chronicler to gain more information about something we don't know about. Or, Cynder really wanted Spyro to visit the Chronicler, so she convinced Spyro to go."

"I think option one sounds more like it. Cynder would want Spyro to meet Ignitus again, but she also knows how dangerous the trip could be. She doesn't want to hurt Spyro. But, maybe because of that fight we had, she saw how Spyro can easily holed his own, and decided it wasn't such a bad idea after all," Volteer explained.

"Well, what ever the reason, I hope they will have a safe journey. They haven't exactly had a day off since they came back. It seems like we replace an easy day with an all out destructive one. But, at least, unlike the ones we had in the past, the destruction days end on a safer, and more satisfying, note," Terrador said, showing that the past wasn't like the future.

"Okay, fine, I get it. The past was just that. But I also know that somethings in the past haven't changed. Which isn't a bad thing, but it also isn't a good thing either," Volteer said.

"And what could you be talking about now?" Terrador asked.

Volteer sighed, as he knew Terrador would laugh at him.

"I am still as weak as I was in the past," Volteer murmured.

Terrador frowned at Volteer's words, but smiled, and said, "You maybe weak, but your not stupid."

"How would my smarts save me in battle?" Volteer murmured.

"Don't tell me you forgot? You were just talking about it," Terrador said.

"What do you mean?" Volteer asked with confusion.

"Back when we were ambushed, and you were on the brink of death, you were able to think fast enough in order to save yourself. Plus, you even came up with a plan to protect everyone when we were ambushed. Yes... she did die, but if it wasn't for you, Cyril would've died, you would've died, and me, or even Ignitus, could've died. Power can only go a long way, but intelligence can go on forever. And because of your fast thinking, we made it out alive," Terrador said, trying to cheer up Volteer.

Volteer smiled at Terrador's words, but also frowned that his plan wasn't able to save everyone.

"Don't worry. We have learned from are mistakes. Just like how we learned from the mistakes of not trusting Cynder. It wasn't power that helped us trust Cynder, it was your intelligence, are intelligence. Everything turned out fine, and no one was hurt. We have learned from the past. Now let's learn about are present. Because now that you talk about it, I am still pretty weak, and I feel like I should get some training in. Care to join me?" Terrador asked with a small smirk.

Volteer chuckled at Terrador's words, and responded, "No thank you. I already broke my paw, I don't feel like breaking my back, or even my ribs. That's Cyril's job. Plus, I might join him for a nap. I think I found a way to not snore when I go to sleep."

"And how is that?" Terrador asked.

"I breath through my nose and not my mouth," Volteer explained.

"Well, that sounds simple. And you didn't do this a long time ago because...?" Terrador asked.

"Because I usually sleep in way to long, and because I breath through my mouth, it makes me snore. When I snore, Cyril gets mad and wakes me up. But now I'm scared to snore, so can I trust you to wake me up?" Volteer responded.

"Sure. Just make sure, if you do go to sleep, make sure you don't make a single sound. I feel like you've been thrown around enough, so try not to get thrown around any more today," Terrador responded, with a hint of advice.

Volteer chuckled, and said, "On second thought, I will just stay awake a little while longer. I'm pretty sure the sun is still up anyways. Plus, if I do actually make a noise, I want to make sure you are in there to help me. And, I feel like you're right. We've destroyed our room, and the training room. I feel like the moles need just as much of a break as us."

"So, going back. What is your plan for me if he wakes up?" Terrador asked.

"You fight him, I run, simple," Volteer said.

Terrador chuckled, and asked, "Why do you get the easy part of the plan?"

"Because I have the brains, not the power," Volteer explained.

"Fair enough," Terrador said, with a small chuckle.

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"Apparently, the Chronicler said that have amazing powers. So amazing in fact, that he said I could jump to the moon and back in a matter of seconds," Spyro said, telling Sparks about some of the times he talked with the Chronicler.

Sparks waved his hand, and said, "Oh please. Someone as fat as you would only make to the clouds in the air before coming back down. And even then, once you hit the ground, you'll destroy earth."

"Then I guess I'm about to destroy the earth," Spyro said with a small smirk.

Sparks eyes were wide, but he didn't want to look too suspicious. Sparks shrugged, and said, "Cool, I mean, go for it if you want to. But... just... who am I kidding. Just jump to the moon already. And once you're up there, make a huge circle of fire on the moon. Oh man, that would so cool."

Spyro chuckled at Sparks attitude, and said, "Sorry to burst the imagination, but I can't actually do that yet. But don't worry, I also know how cool it would look. Could you imagine lightning, traveling through the fire, at the same time."

"Dude, you need to hurry up and power up, or what ever. Just know that once you do it, it was my idea," Sparks said with excitement.

Cynder pulled her head away from Spyro's, and said, "I will never understand men and their random imaginations. But if you want to destroy the moon, be my guest."

"How would we destroy the moon with fire and lighting?" Sparks asked.

"Look, knowing you, you'll want your face carved into the moon. Spyro could actually destroy the moon in the process. Which I guess is better then going to sleep ever night, and looking at your face in the sky. I would never be able to sleep," Cynder responded, knowing the idea was a terrible one.

Spyro chuckled at Cynder's response, and said, "She's got you there Sparks. One of you is enough, and having your face on the moon would give even Malefor nightmares. And I don't even think he knows who you are."

"Why can't I have one dream in life. Even a short lasting one would be nice. But no, you two have to crush the dream. And I know you both feel happy about it, don't you," Sparks said.

Spyro looked at Cynder, and had a small smirk form across his face. Cynder did as well.

"Sparks, if we said we did, would you hate us? Because we do," Cynder said.

Sparks looked over at Cynder, and said, "You want to know what I feel happy about, embarrassing the two of you."

"You can't holed onto a dream, but you can holed onto an obsession. Nice," Spyro joked.

"I think it's also nice I went along with you to see what Cynder would've said. Because I had enough time to come up with those embarrassing comments I told you about," Sparks said with a small smile.

"You know this never ends will for you. But, I guess you like having your face slammed into a tree," Spyro said, hinting at Sparks to close his mouth.

Sparks realized Spyro's point, but he wanted to say something Cynder couldn't. Sparks laid his head back down, and said, "Spyro, tell me something. Do you think someone you know, loves, you?"

Cynder shivered at Sparks words, but couldn't make a move. If I try to stop Sparks now, Spyro could get suspicious about my behavior towards the word love, when it came to me and Spyro. Keep trying me Sparks, and see what happens, Cynder growled in her thoughts. Spyro shrugged, and responded, "I mean, I have my suspicions. Why do you ask?"

"This suspition you have, what is her name?" Sparks asked.

Spyro blushed, trying not to give it away.

"Well, I can't really tell you. It's personal, and I feel like I should tell her, before I tell you," Spyro responded, trying to get out of the conversation.

"Why not tell us now? Me, and Cynder, can easily keep secrets," Sparks asked, with a small smirk.

"Sparks, I'm not going to tell you. Just forget about it," Spyro said, trying to shut Sparks up without being rude.

"Well, here, let's take a guess," Sparks said.

Sparks, you better shut up now! Don't you dare get involved, Cynder growled.

"Could this someone be Cyn..."

"Sparks!" Cynder yelled, trying around to look at Sparks.

"Cynder!" Spyro yelled.

Cynder shivered at Spyro's words, and frowned. Cynder turned around to face Spyro again, and murmured, "I'm sorry Spyro, I..."

Spyro looked down at Cynder, and asked, "Why are you apologizing?"

"You yelled at me because I yelled at Sparks," Cynder murmured.

I didn't realize Spyro had hatred to me. I guess even Spyro hates me, Cynder murmured in thoughts, even if he does hate me, I will still love him. Spyro kissed Cynder on her cheek, breaking her from her thoughts. Spyro pulled away, and whispered, "I wasn't yelling at you out of anger. I yell at Sparks all the time as well. I yelled to get your attention that we have company that we need to deal with."

Cynder looked over to see some Orcs with bows, and some with axes. Cynder looked back up at Spyro, and smiled warmly at him. Spyro smiled back, and whispered, "You know I would never hate you for anything. I promise I will never do that again, I will find a sweater way to get your attention."

"And how is that?" Cynder asked, with a small smile.

"Maybe a soft whisper, or even a kiss on the cheek next time," Spyro responded.

"Well, while you're thinking about that... a call the ones on the left," Cynder said, running into battle.

Spyro smiled at Cynder's attitude. Sparks flew off of Spyro's head, and said, "Try not almost getting killed by an arrow again. I still find that sad. You can beat Malefor, the destroyer, and even survive inside a volcano. But you get taken out by a single arrow. You were the definition of sadness when that happened."

Spyro chuckled, and said, "What can I say? I was still recovering."

"Nice. It's good to see that am not the only one that can holed onto an obsession," Sparks said.

Spyro chuckled at Sparks, and ran into battle. Sparks put his hand on his head, and said to himself, "An arrow... so sad."

Cynder bit down on an Orcs arm, and spun around in circles. Cynder let go of the Orc, and sent it flying at Spyro. Spyro exploded in a comet, and slammed in the Orcs body, disintegrating it. Spyro felt wired at how he reacted. How did I know Cynder was going to throw that Orc towards me?

"I thought you only spaced out when you were looking at me, not at a fight," Cynder teased, spinning around and kicking an Orc into the ground.

Spyro blushed, and quickly joined back into the fight. Spyro ran at an Orc that was charging up his bow. The Orc shot the arrow right at Spyro. Spyro jumped into the air, and grabbed the arrow with his teeth. Spyro took the arrow out of his mouth, and threw it right at the Orc. Another Orc deflected it right back at Spyro. Spyro dogged out of the way, and grabbed the Orcs by his head. Spyro slammed his head into the ground, and set the Orc's body on fire. The other Orc tried to break his bow over Spyro's head, but Spyro disappeared. The Orc looked around, but his head was slammed into the ground. Spyro set the Orc's body on fire, killing it. Spyro looked over at Cynder to see she had more Orcs then he did. Spyro smiled, and thought, hogging all the fun I see.

Spyro ran over towards the fight Cynder was having. Cynder ripped her tail blade through an Orcs chest, and threw it at Spyro at lighting speed. Spyro launched into a comet burst, and destroyed it. Spyro stopped walking and thought, it happened again. That Orc was way to close for me to respond in time, and yet, I did. Spyro tried to ignore it, and ran into to help Cynder. Spyro grabbed one by his head, and flew into the air. Spyro spun around, and threw the Orc right at one Cynder was fighting. The Orc is going to hit Cynder in the head! What was I thinking?! Spyro thought. Cynder shoved her tail blade into the Orc she was fighting, and put it above her. The Orc that Spyro threw slammed Into the one on Cynder's tail. The two Orcs died instantly. Spyro was surprised, and so confused. I sure hope Cynder can explain that one. Spyro flew back down at the battle field and encased his body in rock. Spyro ignited his rock armor, and slammed into an Orc. Spyro stood back up, and said, "I guess you all want some."

Spyro burster into a fire fury. The fire fury exploded, causing his armor to do so as well. The flying pieces of lava hit ever single Orc in sight. Sparks ducked his head from the flying pieces, and said, "Yeah, I'm not a big fan of things that are flying and on fire!"

Spyro looked all around to see a couple of the fire rocks were burning the grass, as well as the nearby trees. Spyro shot water at all of the fire, and extinguished them. Spyro looked all around, and thought, That was amazing! It's nice knowing that my training hasn't been all for nothing. Spyro looked all around for Cynder, but she was gone. That's weird, were did Cynder... Spyro shuck in fear as he realized, Cynder was close to him. Cynder was right next to him. Spyro looked down at the a burn mark on the floor. The burn mark looked like a dragon. Spyro shivered, and thought, No... this has to be someone, or something else. Spyro looked at the tail of the burn mark, and realized, it was Cynder's tail blade. Spyro fell to the floor, and cried, "Cyn... Cynder... No..."

Sparks flew over to Spyro to figure out why he was crying. Sparks looked around to try and find Cynder, but she was gone. Sparks looked down at Spyro, and saw the grass was burnt in a shape of Cynder's body. Sparks couldn't find a single word to say to Spyro, but tried to say, "Maybe it wasn't Cynder."

Spyro clenched his teeth, and growled, "No one else has the same tail blade that Cynder has, and no one else was next to me!"

Sparks shivered as he realized Spyro was right. Dark energy slowly emerged from Spyro's body, as his anger slowly took over.

"It's all my fault! If only I had never trained, if only I didn't screw around with my powers! Cynder would've never died! This is all the Chronicler's fault!" Spyro growled, letting tears roll out of his eyes, "When we see the Chronicler, I'm going to make sure it are last time! It's his last time!"

Spyro punched the ground, breaking through the dirt, and cracking the ground around him. Don't let the anger take over! This isn't what Cynder would've wanted! But she's died now, so why does it matter?! All because Cynder is gone, that doesn't mean I should disrespect her, even in death. But it was all my fault! It was all my fault! Sparks couldn't do anything but watch. Spyro sat back up, and cried in his thoughts, I can't live a life without Cynder! I can't! I need to be with her! Cynder emerged from the ground behind Spyro's back. Cynder brushed her self off, and thought, I love the shadow ability and all, but it still feels so wired going under ground. Note to my self, make going under ground feel less cold. Cynder looked over at Spyro to see him crying, as well as dark energy flowing out. Cynder shivered in fear, and ran over to Spyro. Cynder didn't understand why Spyro was so upset.

"Sparks, she's gone, and it's all because the Chronicler had to push me to become stronger! I hope we get to visit the Chronicler soon! His death will be one of many! It's all because of the Chronicler, and the Guardians, that I am as strong as I am now! It's all their fault!" Spyro growled.

Cynder looked over Spyro's shoulder to see an imprint of her body on the ground. Cynder shivered, as she realized what Spyro was feeling. I don't think using my shadow ability is what made me feel cold, it was Spyro. He's cold, sad, and angry. And for some reason, I can feel it all, Cynder thought.

"Sparks, you want to know the most painful thing about this. I can still feel Cynder. I can still feel her kisses, her nuzzles, and even her hugs. I can still feel her, and it feels like I'm being tortured for what I did," Spyro cried.

Cynder wrapped her wing around Spyro's body, causing him to shiver with fear. Cynder smiled, and whispered, "You're not being tortured. What your feeling, is something we both feel. The hug you can feel now, the nuzzle you will feel soon, and the kiss..."

Cynder kissed Spyro on the cheek. Cynder pulled away, and whispered, "You can feel now."

Spyro looked over at Cynder, still in shock from what happened.

"How do I know I'm not dreaming? How do I know this isn't some illusion?!" Spyro cried.

Cynder smiled warmly, and whispered, "Because you care about me. You only care about the real me, not a fake me, not a dream me, not even a duplicate of me. You only care about the one that can care for you, and about you. The only one that can do that is the real me."

"But... I thought... I... killed you," Spyro cried.

"You have your powers, and I have mine. The shadow ability comes in handy. For some reason, the whole time we were fighting, I could anticipate every move you made. I didn't even know you were using your ability. But in a way I did. It's hard to explain," Cynder tried to explain.

Spyro fell to the floor, but he was caught by Cynder. Cynder slowly laid down with Spyro. Spyro closed his eyes and tried to breath, causing the darkness around his body to disappear. Spyro took another deep breath in, and then out. Spyro opened his eyes, and looked over at Cynder. Cynder smiled warmly at Spyro. Spyro wanted to kiss Cynder so bad. Cynder also wanted to kiss Spyro so badly. Cynder nuzzled the side of Spyro's face, and whispered, "I told you, you would get that nuzzle later."

Cynder pulled away, and smiled at Spyro. Cynder unwrapped her wing from Spyro's body, and joked, "I gave you a kiss, a huge, and a nuzzle. What do I get?"

Spyro wrapped his wing around Cynder, and whispered, "Well, I can't show you now. Once we have are race, I will be able to show you. It's something I should've given you a long time ago. But sadly, the only thing you get now, is me."

Cynder snuggled up to Spyro, and whispered, "Something's are good to wait for, just don't make me wait to long. And as for only having you. You truly believe that I don't actually care about you. Someone has been living under a rock. Well, I guess I should say, you have been living under the wrong roof."

Spyro chuckled, and said, "How much do you care about me?"

Cynder giggled, and responded, "That is what are little race is about. You'll just have to wait until then."

Spyro let a tear fall off his face, and whispered, "I hope the day comes sooner then expected. I can't lose you like that, I can't lose you at all."

"Don't worry. Like I said. There is no end to forever. We are forever, so you never have to worry about me leaving, or even dying. Because then the word forever would only mean a day with you. But forever for us, means infinite, remember. Infinite is more then a day, and it's more then a life time," Cynder whispered softly, with a tear falling out of her eye.

Cynder put her head underneath Spyro's, and whispered, "You only have to worry about what I'm going to do, or what I'm going to say when you tell me that thing during are race... What ever you tell me during the race, just know, I will not say no to it. So make sure you have a plan for when I say yes."

Spyro shivered with joy at Cynder's words, and cried, "I will, I promise. I will never let you down."

Sparks waited for Spyro, or Cynder to look at him, but they didn't. I'm always the out cast in these kind of conversations. Then again, it was all mush, and there is no way I'm getting involved in that. Sparks thought. Sparks cleared his trout, and said, "So, does this mean we are all safe. And you know, not going to be killed. Because, I'm not calling you out... actually I change my mind. Spyro, I'm sorry for calling you out man, but you almost went crazy. And I don't know about you, but I don't really want to be killed in my sleep. So, are you good now? Like, good good? Not like, you say your good good, and then I never wake up for the rest of my life because I'm died. But are you good?"

Cynder looked at Sparks, giggled, and responded, "Yes Sparks, we are safe. We were safe a while ago. Me and Spyro took care of all of the enemy's, so I'm sure we can sleep tonight. I don't want to say we will sleep well tonight because you know, dirt, but at least we will get some sleep."

"Okay, two things. One, you two are lucky those rocks weren't that big. Because if they were, this whole forest would be set on fire right now. It's good thing that Spyro extinguish the big ones, but lucky, most of them were small enough to burn away before they hit something. And two, you sure like to prove my point about you killing a lot. Spyro killed like, three. You killed about a hundred," Sparks said.

Cynder giggled, and joked, "Sparks i know your going to hate me for this, and I'm just going to apologize in advance. But, I may kill a lot, but at least I don't kilowatt."

Spyro laughed, but tried to holed it in. Spyro failed, causing Cynder to smile at Spyro. Sparks shuck his head, put his hand on his head, and said, "Why... Why? Just, stop. Don't talk for the rest of the day. That was just sad. The joke, and the fact that you tried. Because of your sentence right there, I can guarantee you, everything in the world is crying. Even the earth it's self."

Cynder laughed with Spyro.

Sparks rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Oh please. Even I could make a better joke then that. I could even make a way better story then that."

"Are you kidding me. That joke was way better then any story you could have ever made. It was way better then any joke that you could ever make," Spyro joked, still laughing at Cynder's joke.

Spyro stopped laughing, followed by Cynder. Cynder looked at Spyro, as Spyro looked at Cynder. Cynder kissed Spyro on the cheek. Spyro enjoy the kiss, and thought, Thank the ancestors... I thought I was going to live the rest of my life with out Cynder. I thought I was going to lose her... thank you, ancestors. Cynder pulled away, and smiled warmly at Spyro. Spyro shivered with joy, and smiled back, with a tear rolling down his eye. Sparks cleared his trout again, and asked, "So, does this mean this is were we are sleeping? One thing happens, and then we just lay here for the rest of the day, and then we take a nap. That sounds like something we did back then."

Spyro chuckled, and said, "Well, we could continue, but there are probably even more enemies we have to deal with. And I don't know about you, but if we are going back and doing the same stuff we did before, then I guess I can bring up the excuse that I'm still recovering from the fight with Malefor."

Cynder smiled at Spyro's words, and moved her tail blade to the side of her head. Cynder laid her head down on her tail blade, and said, "It's a good thing we are going back to past. That means I get my tail blade again. Sparks always was a good target for me. He moved, he screamed, and it was so enjoyable for me. Thanks for bringing up the past again Sparks. Good times... well, most of the time were good."

Sparks wanted to say something to Cynder, but knew it would be over kill. Sparks shrugged, and said, "Fine, we can sleep her for the night. Plus, I just realized the moon has been... were in the world is the moon?"

Spyro looked up at the sky, and shot a small stream of fire. Spyro stopped using his ability, and responded, "It looks like the sky has been covered by clouds. The only reason it's not pitch black out here, is because the moon's light is still some what shining through the clouds."

"Wait if there's clouds in the sky..."

Sparks was cut off by a rain drop hitting Sparks on the head.

"Really? You have this whole area that you could've rained on, but no, you had to hit me first," Sparks said to the sky.

Sparks flew over to Spyro, and then flew underneath his wing. Sparks popped his head out, and said, "The past has come back to haunt us. Quick, Spyro, protect me from Cynder. She's going to try and take my eyeballs again. Stop her now."

Sparks pulled his head back under Spyro's wing, and thought, now that I think about it, the past, sucked. Screw the past... past, if you are hearing this, please don't come back and haunt me for my hateful words. But I'm just saying, you sucked. Sparks laid down on Spyro's wing, and closed his eyes. Rain fell down from the clouds, and onto the ground. Spyro looked at Cynder, and said, "I think I could easily make us a rock shelter if you wanted me to. It would be good to go to sleep with out getting pelted in the head."

Cynder frowned, and asked, "I know that doesn't sound fun, but is it okay if we just sleep how we normally do?"

Spyro smiled at Cynder, and responded, "Of course. But if you don't mind me asking, why do you want to sleep normally. The shelter could provide heat for us as well."

Cynder blushed at Spyro's words, and thought, This is going to embarrassing. Cynder sighed, and whispered with a big blush, "Well... I like to snuggle up to you. And... it makes me feel more safe, and at home, when the warmth is coming from... you. Not a shelter."

Cynder was embarrassed to even bring it up. Spyro couldn't believe what he was hearing. Spyro ignored his blush, and whispered softly, "Of course. As long as you are happy, I'm happy."

Cynder smiled at Spyro's answer, and snuggle up to his body. Spyro let fire move throughout his body, causing him to warm up. Cynder smiled at the warmth, and thought, Defiantly way better then any shelter in the world. Spyro smiled at the feeling of Cynder being with him. I shouldn't holed onto my fears of death, or loss They almost consumed me again. But, it's easier said then done. But I don't think I could ever let go of these fears. It would be like, I don't care about Cynder. I guess some fears are good to have. And I also have to agree with Cynder, a shelter would've ruined this moment. Cynder laid her head down, as Spyro did the same. Cynder put her face against Spyro's, causing him to smile. Cynder smiled as well, and whispered softly, "Don't worry, you will never lose me."

Spyro smiled, and whispered, "After all, if I lose you, forever would only mean a day. But forever means infinite. Just like the time we will spend together, and just like the life time we will have."

Cynder smiled, realizing Spyro was crying in his sentence at some points.

"Good night Spyro," Cynder whispered.

"Good night Cynder," Spyro whispered.

I love you, Spyro thought in unison of Cynder's thought. Spyro closed his eyes, and fell into a peaceful sleep. Cynder closed her eyes, and thought, I hope the race will happen sooner then expected. But I guess it's going to feel so satisfying once we do love each other. Just a few more days... a few more days.

---

"It's one of those, if I punch, will he punch back," Volteer said, trying to figure out a way to survive if he accidentally woke up Cyril.

"I'm pretty sure he would punch back. He will just knock you out the first chance he got," Terrador said.

Volteer sighed, and rubbed his eye. Volteer put his paw back down on the ground, and said, "Well, I'm very tired, so it's time for the moment of truth. Will I die tonight, or will I live to snore another day."

"I thought you said you were never going to snore anymore," Terrador said, calling him out on his lie.

"If I survive the night, I won't. I don't just snore because I want Cyril to wake me up, I always do it because it helps me sleep better for some reason. I guess we will just have to see how I sleep tonight, and see the effect it has on me," Volteer said.

"Well, what ever effect it has on you, I know it won't kill you. Unlike Cyril. So it might be a better idea to not snore," Terrador said, walking over to the door in the back of the room.

Volteer followed. Terrador slowly opened the door, and slowly walked inside. Volteer followed behind, shut the door behind himself, and continued to follow Terrador. Volteer could hear Cyril snoring, and whispered, "I love when I get yelled at for something that someone else does."

Cyril stopped snoring, and shivered awake. Terrador, as well as Volteer shot stiff.

"You killed us both," Terrador growled.

"Screw that. The plan I made up has nothing to do with me. You fought, I ran, that was the plan," Volteer said, slowly steeping back.

"I bet you didn't count for the flaws in your plan. Like, if I shoved you in front of me and ran," Terrador whispered.

Cyril looked at the two, and whispered, "Terrador... Volteer... what are you two doing?"

Volteer shot stiff again, and whispered, "Okay, Fine, shove me in the front. At least he will kill me fast."

"What are you two doing?" Cyril asked.

Cyril looked out of the glass to see the moon light from out of the clouds. Cyril looked back at the two, and whispered, "You guys can go to sleep if you two need to. I'm not going to stop you two. I'm just going to pass out again."

Cyril laid his head back down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. Volteer had a sigh of relief. Terrador as well. Volteer walked to Terrador's side, and whispered, "You were going to shove me in front of you, wimp."

Terrador growled at him, and whispered, "Who are you calling a wimp. You were planning on running. You are obviously trying to hide that fact that you were planning on wimping out."

Volteer chuckled, and walked over to his bed. Terrador walked over to his bed as well. Volteer crawled onto his bed, and laid down. Terrador did the same, as he laid down on his bed. Volteer looked over at Terrador, and asked, "How do you think they are doing? The rain isn't exactly warm."

"They are fine, Cynder especially. And as long as Cynder is fine, Spyro is fine. I'm sure we don't have anything to worry about," Terrador responded, "Plus, I'm sure I trained Spyro well enough. If the rain is cold enough, he could easily make a shelter with his ability."

Volteer chuckled, and said, "I don't think my ability can do that."

Terrador chuckled at Volteer's words, and laid his head down. Volteer did the same. I just hope everyone is okay. I miss having Spyro, and Cynder around. And maybe sometime Sparks. I guess it depends on the day... as well as the subject, Volteer thought, drifting off into a peaceful sleep. Don't worry Cynder, we trust you. I know you will prove me right, I know you will make Spyro the happiest dragon alive. Just make sure to do it soon. I want to see the two of you smiling all of the time. I know as long as you two are fine, then the world will be the same as well, Terrador thought, drifting off to sleep.

---

Sparks slowly opened his eyes and mumbled, "Fine, I will get this off my chest."

I can't ever go to sleep can I. Well, I might as well ask Cynder. If I don't, I might never get any sleep. Even a three year nap doesn't last forever. And the effects don't last long either, Sparks thought. Sparks looked out of Spyro's wing to see it was still raining. Sparks frowned, and thought, Awesome. No sleep, and now I'm going to freeze to death from the rain. Sparks flew out from Spyro's wing, and over to Cynder. Sparks quickly flew underneath Cynder's wing, and thought, This is such a bad idea. But I guess it's better to ask while Spyro is asleep. Plus I know Cynder won't fight me because she wouldn't want to wake Spyro up. Sparks chuckled, and thought, Weaknesses, they are so easy to exploit.

"Cynder... Cynder... wake up," Sparks whispered.

Cynder didn't respond, nor did she wake up. Sparks grumbled, and thought, It's like she knows I'm going to freeze to death if she doesn't hurry up and wake up.

"Cynder, I'm going to freeze to death if you don't wake up! Or are you not going to respond because your fantasizing about my brother. Because if you are, gross, and please don't tell me about it. Just wake up already," Sparks said, poking at Cynder's side.

Cynder shivered awake, and growled, "You better hope your body is strong enough to survive a hit from my abilities. And you better hope you have a very, very good reason for waking me up."

Cynder slowly opened her eyes, and looked at Sparks. Sparks shivered, and said nervously, "How you doing, Cynder?"

"You will be dead by the time I respond. Now, tell me the real reason. I was finally enjoying my nap, and you had to ruin it, again. Just tell me, so I can go back to bed," Cynder growled.

Sparks shivered, and thought, I forgot! I'm so dead! Wait, I think I remember.

"Cynder, you two were talking about a dragon you loved, and a dragoness Spyro loved. It's very obvious that the dragoness Spyro was talking about is you. And yet, for some reason, you act like the dragoness isn't you. Why is that? Because you can clearly tell Spyro you love him now. Yes, I know your scared about some stupid thing Ignitus told you about, but what is really holding you back?" Sparks asked with curiosity.

Cynder sighed at Sparks words, and responded, "Because, until Spyro actually tell me that he loves me, this dragoness that he is talking about, isn't me. I need to hear it from Spyro, not from a description. I feel like Spyro loves me, I truly do, but... there are things that have happened in my past that even Spyro would leave me for. Things I did... Spyro would never love me."

Cynder looked down at the ground, and frowned. Sparks was confused with Cynder's choice of words, and said, "You know no matter how bad it is, Spyro would never leave you. He would still care about you."

"I try to tell my self the same thing ever day," Cynder murmured, "And it still feels like nothing is working."

"What could you have possibly done for Spyro to leave you. My brother, mush mode engaged, would die for you. He even wanted to kill the Guardians, and the Chronicler, because he thought you died. Granite, Spyro was about to go all crazy again, but he thought he had killed you. The way he acted, the way he looked... I don't believe he could go a day, more like a minute, without seeing you. So why would Spyro leave you for what ever you did?" Sparks asked, trying to convince Cynder.

Cynder sighed, and murmured, "Because, at least when you leave someone, they can come back. But when someone dies... they never come back. No matter how hard you try, and no matter how hard you try to fix it. The only thing you can do, is remember it for the rest of your life."

"So you believe Spyro would leave you, and not care for you, because he knows you would still be alive?" Sparks asked, with anger in his voice.

"Maybe. It's just, secrets are some times the things that rip one other apart. And the worst part, you can't really do anything about the secrets. It's either, you tell someone, and they hate you for the rest of your life. Or, you holed onto them, lie to the one you love, and then get torn apart from the inside," Cynder murmured.

"So does this mean everything you and Spyro have done have all been for nothing?! Even after everything that has happened, you still have doubts about him, and yourself! That's the saddest thing I have ever heard. I guess I should just wake Spyro up now, and tell him he failed to make you happy. He failed to do anything right. Is that what you're telling me," Sparks asked with rage, trying to figure out what Cynder was getting at.

"No!" Cynder quickly interjected.

"Then what should I tell Spyro?" Sparks growled, crossing his arms.

Cynder sighed, and asked, "Sparks, name one thing Spyro would hate me for. Or name it all. I need to know if the fear that I have, is something I need to holed onto. Then, I promise you, I will never, ever doubt myself, or Spyro, ever again. I promise."

"Nothing. There is nothing in this world, universe, or what ever else is fat and super stupid to understand, that would rip Spyro away from you. Well, unless it was a black hole, or a meteor... you know what I mean," Sparks responded, trying to sound smart.

Cynder giggled at Sparks, looked at him, and said, "I'm pretty sure, in the future, Spyro could easily take care of a meteor, and maybe a black hole."

"One, you are crazy... I think. If he can do it, then bring a meteor to the earth now. Second, what do you expect Spyro would do to the meteor? Punch it once, and it explodes. Come on, realism is a thing on are earth," Sparks joked.

"Sparks, Ignitus said Spyro could jump to the moon and back in a matter of seconds. There is no realism behind that," Cynder said with a small smile.

Sparks thought about it, and said, "Okay, fair enough."

Cynder giggled at Sparks, and looked over at Spyro's face. Cynder frowned, but looked at the smile Spyro had on his face. Cynder smiled at the sight. Sparks flew out of Cynder's wing, and said, "Cynder, please trust my brother. Your fears have never done anything good. The only thing they have done for us, and you, was make are lives a lot harder then they should be. Spyro has fears to, but he knows he has you, so he doesn't fear. Just, make sure, when you tell Spyro you love him, know, he will never say no."

Cynder smiled at Sparks words. Cynder giggled, and said, "I know he won't say no. And I've been thinking about when he would say yes. Once he says yes, and I kiss him. I believe, Sparks will fly."

"There are no words to describe the anger I have towards you. But, even I have to admit, that was pretty good," Sparks said, chuckling at the joke.

Sparks flew back under Spyro's wing, laid his head down, and closed his eyes. Cynder smiled at Spyro, and nuzzled the side of Spyro's face. Spyro slowly opened his eyes, and whispered, "Good morning Cynder."

Spyro pulled his head up, and was confused.

"I guess it isn't the morning time," Spyro said, with a chuckle.

Spyro looked over at Cynder, and asked, "Are you okay Cynder? Do you need me to warm up my body some more? Because even with the heat from my body, I know I'm still pretty cold."

Cynder giggled at Spyro, laid her head down underneath Spyro's, and responded, "I'm definitely okay. And don't worry Spyro, I'm fine. Even if it was freezing cold out here, as long as I have you, I will be fine."

Spyro laid his head down on Cynder's, and whispered, "I know. Having you by my side is everything I have always wanted. And it's a good feeling to know, that even after everything that we have gone through, I can still hug you, nuzzle you, and kiss you."

Cynder remembered her conversation with Sparks, and whispered to Spyro, "Spyro, I promise you, I will never doubt you ever again. I've just had fears. And the fears are what fueled my doubts. But now, I know I don't ever have to worry about my fears."

Spyro pulled his head up from Cynder's. Cynder pulled her head up, confused with Spyro's actions. Spyro was confused with Cynder's words, and asked, "You still had doubts about me?"

Cynder frowned, and responded, "No, of course not. Well, it's not so much about you as it is for me."

"What doubts do you have about me?" Spyro asked, wanting to know the answer.

Cynder sighed, and responded, "I didn't know if you would care about me anymore, if you completely knew about my past. I'm even sure you would hate me, or even... leave me. You only know what has happened with me, after you saved me. But my whole past, that's another, hard to tell story."

"Cynder, you know just as much as I do, that your past, wasn't your past. Your past started with me. That other past you think you had, was just another black dragoness named Cynder. But you, your not her, your you. And I know you, not the fake you," Spyro whispered, with a small smile.

Cynder frowned again, and murmured, "Spyro I know you're trying to help, but that was still me inside that body. Everything that happened, it happened because of me. And because of me, I can't go back and fix the past. I can't fix what I did."

"What did she do to make you doubt me?" Spyro asked.

"I can't tell you. It will only make it worse for me," Cynder murmured in a response.

Spyro frowned, and thought, I can't understand why she is sad. I can't understand why she is confused. I can't understand any of it. I just need to think. Cynder said something happened in her past that would make me not care for her anymore. That I would hate her, or even leave her. I can't think of anything in the world that would do that.

"Spyro, I'm just going to give you a scenario," Cynder murmured.

Spyro broke from his thoughts, and listened to Cynder. Cynder sighed, and murmured, "How would you tell about me, if something happened, and I turned evil. And I went after someone you cared about. What if I killed... Ignitus? After I killed him, and returned to my normal, what would you do then? What would you do if you couldn't bring him bring him back... and it was all because of me?"

Spyro shivered at Cynder's words, and murmured, "Cynder, that's... that's a pretty difficult scenario."

"It may be a difficult scenario, but it's not difficult to tell the truth. Don't lie to me, I can tell when you lie. I need to hear the truth from you, please," Cynder murmured.

Spyro sighed, and responded, "I won't lie, I would definitely be in shock knowing Ignitus died. Especially because he was killed by you. But, it wouldn't hate you, and I definitely won't leave you. I would hate my self. I was supposed to protect you, and instead, you turned. This wouldn't be on you, his death would be on me. Because I promised I would protect you. Plus, I know you didn't want to kill Ignitus because you had to, or even if you were forced to. The only time you would kill Ignitus, is if you were controlled. I might have not been able to protect you back then, but I still should've. I know if I would've protected you back then, none of this would ever have happened. Trust me... I know what it's like to lose someone. But if I lost someone I loved by the terror of the skies, I would hate her for the rest of my life. I'm not going to hate you, I'm going to hate Malefor, and the terror of the skies. But never you, never."

Cynder took in all of Spyro's words, and had a huge sigh of relief. Cynder looked down at the ground, and thought, If the time comes, and he does find out, I know I can trust him to still love me in the end. After all, there is no end to infinite. Cynder pulled her head up, and smiled warmly at Spyro. Spyro smiled back. Spyro kissed Cynder on the cheek. Cynder enjoyed the kiss. Spyro pulled away, and whispered, "I will always care about you. I let go of all of my doubts for you, because doubts won't make you happy. Doubts can't do what I can. They can't heal, they can't protect, and they can't care for the one's they love. They can only do the exact opposite."

Cynder giggled at Spyro, and whispered, "You know, the word care can only go such a long way before that someone grows even stronger feelings for the someone."

"I guess are little race will show you that you are correct," Spyro responded, with a warm smile.

Spyro wrapped his tail around Cynder's, and put his forehead against Cynder's. Cynder smiled, and cried, "I trust you Spyro. I promise, I will never doubt you ever again. I promise."

"Are your promises supposed to be a joke," Sparks spat, flying from underneath Spyro's wing.

Spyro pulled his head away from Cynder, and looked over at Sparks.

"What was that for?" Spyro asked, trying not to yell at Sparks.

"This happens ever single time. Something happens like this, Cynder says something about trusting you, or caring about you, and we all think it will never happen again," Sparks spat, "And the saddest thing, it does happen again. For the hundredth time."

"What are you getting at?" Spyro growled.

"You remember the time with the arrow? After everything was said and done, she said she would trust you, and guess what, she still hasn't. All because we were talking about another dragoness, Cynder thought you didn't care about her, and then we had to repeat the same thing all over again. Or, how about the time were Cynder thought that you would leave her. She said she trusted you, but guess what, it happened again. And we had to deal with the same situation. Who knows, this could happen again. And then guess what, the cycle continues," Sparks spat.

Cynder growled, and asked, "Sparks, just get to the point. What are you getting at?"

"I'm sick and tired of you hurting my brother! It's because of you that he has cried over the years. When you ran away, he cried. When he thought you would leave him, he cried. Or, how about today, when you tried to fake your death. Guess what happened in the end, you hurt my brother. And the worst part, you do it almost ever single day," Sparks responded, throwing it in Cynder's face about hurting Spyro.

Cynder sighed, and murmured, "Sparks, I didn't fake my death. I don't know why that burn mark was there. It just was. I wasn't trying to hurt Spyro at all. I was just using my ability to avoid his ability."

"And guess what, your actions, hurt Spyro. Maybe it would've been better if you just died by my brothers ability instead," Sparks growled.

"That's Enough!" Spyro yelled, combined with a loud explosion of thunder.

Sparks, as well as Cynder, shivered. Spyro growled at Sparks, and said, "Sparks I know you're my brother, and I would never let anyone hurt you. Unless it was Cynder, and you want to know why. Because she knows when to put you in your place! I don't want to, because I know you would just try and fight me on it. And you need to understand, you had an easy life, we had an easy life. You want to know what Cynder had, nothing! How would you feel if you had to wake up ever morning, alone, knowing you were going to have to go on another slaughter spree. And ever night, you had nightmares about the one's you killed. How would you feel?"

Sparks frowned. Spyro sighed, and said, "Sparks, I know we are brothers, and we look after each other. But, I care about Cynder. And I don't care how long it takes. As long as Cynder is happy, and as long as she is alive and well. I will put up with what ever I have to to make it happen. Sparks, think about this, Cynder was never able to trust someone. And even if she did, that trust would've been shattered, broken, and even stepped on."

"And how do you know that?" Sparks asked.

"Because you prove my point," Spyro spat, "Cynder trust you to care about her. She trust, that you will have the same trust for her as I do. Ever time she trust you, you say, or do something so stupid. I then you break her trust. And then you end up hurting me, not Cynder."

Sparks sighed. Spyro smiled at Sparks, and joked, "I know stupidity is your speciality, but I also know, that I would do anything to make Cynder happy. And if I have to relive the past to do it, fine. But I'm going to change the past this time, and I'm not going to leave it shattered. Even if Cynder doesn't trust me now, and even if she still doubts me, I will just have to go back to the past again and make everything right again."

Sparks sighed, and grumbled, "Okay, fine, I will give Cynder another chance..."

"No, I'm giving you another chance, to live," Spyro interrupted.

Sparks was confused with Spyro's choice of words, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Well, Cynder has been trying to remove her tail from mine so she could slap you with her tail. Your lucky your not tree meat right now," Spyro responded, trying to give Sparks a little hint, "So, you better duck and cover before you die."

Sparks chuckled nervously, and said to Cynder, "Cynder, I'm..."

"Dead!" Cynder growled.

"Well, im still breathing, and im still talking..." Sparks joked.

"For now," Cynder growled.

Sparks flew back down underneath Spyro's wing, and said, "Just know, I was going to apologize. So if she says I didn't apologize, call her a lair. I would, but you know, I like being alive. Sometimes. Oh, that actually gives me an idea. I know you won't, because you're you. But if she says something about me, joke about how I'm still breathing."

Spyro looked down at Sparks, and joked, "Hey, that's a great idea. Let's make Cynder even more frustrated and angry then she already is. So that way, she will want to kill you even more now then before. Give me a second to tell her."

Sparks chuckled nervously, and said, "On second thought, I think I should just keep my words to myself. I feel like it's the best decision. For you, and for me. Just say what ever you say to make her smile again. She looks creepy, and super scary."

Spyro looked over at Cynder, and smiled at her. Cynder smiled back. Spyro looked back down at Sparks, and responded, "She's happy again, and Cynder looks beautiful. Anything else."

"I hate you," Sparks mumbled.

"You hate Cynder. Okay, give me a minute, I'm going to tell her that," Spyro joked.

"No, wait! I'm going to sleep. I'm closing my eyes, see. Well you can see, but I can't. But, you know. Just know that I'm falling asleep. Have fun with... nope, never mind, I'm going to sleep," Sparks said, laying down, closing his eyes, and falling asleep.

Spyro looked back at Cynder, and saw she had a frown on her face. Spyro was confused, and asked, "What's wrong Cynder? Don't worry. Sparks will come around. He's just scared. He maybe small, but he sure has a big head."

Cynder giggled at Spyro's comment. Cynder looked down at the ground, and murmured, "It's not that. It just, Sparks is right. I have hurt you over the years. And I can't really say sorry..."

"Because you haven't hurt me," Spyro interrupted.

Cynder looked up at Spyro, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Spyro smiled warmly, and responded, "Do I have to go back to the past again? Don't you remember what I said? The only way you could ever hurt me, was if you leave me. And don't you remember, Sparks is never right about anything. The only thing Sparks is right about is how small he is."

Cynder giggled at Spyro's response, and said, "Don't worry Spyro, I trust you. I just wanted to see what would happen if I did still doubt myself. I wanted to know what you would do. And as always, you make me smile, you make me happy."

Spyro smiled warmly at Cynder, and whispered, "And happy is all I want you to be. As long as you are happy, I will always be happy."

Cynder raised a brow, and joked, "I think I would be happy with that Flint guy. He seemed like the perfect guy for me."

Spyro shivered in fear, as he remembered the dream he had. Spyro looked down at the ground, and frowned. I know it was only a joke, but, even the thought brings back up the nightmare, Spyro thought, grabbing his chest with his paw. It even brings back the pain I felt. It brings back everything, Spyro thought, pulling his paw away from his chest. Cynder kissed Spyro on the cheek. Spyro broke from his thoughts from Cynder's kiss. Cynder pulled away. Spyro looked over at Cynder, and smiled. Cynder had a faint smile, and whispered, "You know I don't actually care about him, right? He was just some random, desperate, punk."

Spyro smiled at Cynder again. Cynder smiled back, and whispered, "Plus, he isn't the one I love. My heart was made for other. Some day, I will tell the guy. Or maybe he will tell me, but I guess I won't know. For now, it's better not to think about it, it will only ruin the time I have with him. I know that me, and him, will always care about each other. But, I just hope, that maybe, the word love, can do something even more for me and him. I believe we care about each other a lot, like, a lot. But, I hope that, by loving this dragon, my life will finally be whole again. It would finally be fixed, and healed, by the one I love. He has already done some much for me, and I hope that, me loving him, would make my life completely complete."

Spyro started to tear up, as well as Cynder. Cynder giggled at Spyro, and joked, "Are those tears, or is that the rain?"

Spyro chuckled, and responded in a whispered, "They are very much tears. But not of sadness, or anger, or even confusion. But joy, and happiness. You just gave me all the confidence I will ever need to tell the dragoness that I love her. I need to tell her, and I feel like are race will help me tell her. I know I can prove her right. And I know I can make all of her dreams a reality."

Cynder giggled at Spyro, and whispered, "Spyro, you shouldn't have to make her dreams a reality, in order for her to love you. The only way you could possibly show your love for her, is to be there for her. Show her that, no matter what happens, everything will be okay. Show her, the dragon she fell in love with. Don't ever change who you are, Spyro. You are you, and you should never change."

Spyro chuckled, and cried, "I promise."

"And maybe, you shouldn't take a nap when she is wanting to spend time with you," Cynder joked.

Spyro smiled warmly at Cynder, and put his paw on Cynder's.

"I promise," Spyro whispered softly.

Cynder felt a shock of joy shoot through her body. I love spending time with Spyro, an I want to save ever second of it. But I really want that race to happen. Every thought of me and Spyro finally being in love makes me so happy. It's almost time. I just have to wait a couple more day's, or more. I just know it will happen when we get back to Warfang at some point. Spyro shivered, causing Cynder to break from her thoughts. Cynder frowned, and asked, "Are you cold?"

Spyro chuckled, and responded, "Are you cold? Your paws are freezing."

After Spyro said that, Cynder started to shiver. Cynder giggled, at joked, "You had to say something."

Spyro smiled at Cynder, and said, "Don't worry. Lay your head down on your paws. I'm going to warm you up."

Cynder blushed, as well as Spyro, but Cynder obeyed. Cynder laid her head down on her paws. Cynder snuggled up to Spyro's body, and smiled at the warmth. Spyro put his paws on the side of Cynder's, and put his head on top of Cynder's. Cynder shivered with joy, and thought, Even to this day, even after everything he has told me. I still don't understand why he cares about me so much. Cynder felt Spyro's body shiver, and felt bad.

"Spyro, if you're cold, I can move..."

"No, I'm fine, trust me," Spyro responded, with a small smile.

"Are you sure," Cynder asked, still not believing Spyro.

"Cynder, all I need is the warmth from your heart, and I will be fine. Don't worry about me, i was just thinking about something, something that happened. But I let go of that unneeded fear. Don't worry about Cynder, everything will be fine," Spyro whispered softly, letting tears of joy roll down his face.

"If you are cold, or if you need anything, please do not hesitate to wake me. Don't hesitate to tell me," Cynder whispered.

"I promise Cynder. I would never disappoint you, never," Spyro whispered softly.

"I know, because that is the dragon you are. The one to heal others, to help others, and to protect others. And I experience it ever single day. And I thank you for that. Just, please, don't ever leave me. And... don't ever let go of me," Cynder whispered, trying to holed back her tears.

Cynder failed. Spyro smiled, and whispered, "I make a Cynder promise on that. Don't worry Cynder, there are things in life that you have to let go of, but I'm not one of them. I will never ever leave you, and I will never let you down. I promise."

I love you, Spyro thought, letting tears roll down his face again. Cynder smiled, and whispered, "Then it's a good thing to know that I can let go of all of my other fears as well. Thank you so much Spyro."

"Anything for you, I promise," Spyro whispered softly.

Cynder giggled, and joked, "Anything you say. Can you pull another planet over here that I can rule. This one is to cold for me."

Spyro chuckled, and responded, "I would, but I would have to leave you to go and do that. But since you asked..."

"No wait!" Cynder interrupted, snuggling up to Spyro again, "I was just joking. I don't want you to leave."

Spyro smiled, and whispered, "You know I would never leave you."

"And I will never leave you Spyro," Cynder whispered.

Because I love you, so much, Cynder thought.

Cynder closed her eyes, and whispered, "Good night Spyro. I hope you will sleep well."

Spyro smiled at Cynder's words, closed his eyes, and whispered, "And to you as well. Good night Cynder."

I love you, Spyro, and Cynder thought in unison. Spyro drifted off into a peaceful sleep, followed by Cynder.

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Malefor landed on the outside of the dragon temple, and looked all around. Malefor walked up towards the broken doors, climbing all over ruble. Malefor walked inside, and looked all around. Malefor had a flash of a memory.

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Don't worry, we all have faith in you. Just tell here, don't be scared. Just remember, you're a purple dragon. You're supposed to be strong. We believe in you. And just maybe, you will find the answers you are looking for about the real purpose of the purple dragon. Maybe, it's to find the most amazing dragoness in the world to love, Ignitus said, smiling at Malefor. Malefor smiled back.

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Malefor shuck his head, and growled at the memory. That stupid old dragon was always wrong! And he was always weak! Malefor growled. Malefor heard ruble fall down from the roof. Malefor quickly jumped back, and growled, "I can either slit your trout now! Or you can run away, and I smash your skull in by a nearby rock!"

A couple of apes jumped down, and looked at Malefor. Malefor sniffed, and growled, "Oh, it's just you guy's. What do you want?"

The apes walked up to Malefor.

"Well, we know what happened in the volcano, and we thought of a way to get those dragons back for what they did," An ape said.

Malefor growled, and said, "I'm already working on a plan right now. I came back here, because I thought the Guardians would be stupid enough to come back here. But no matter, they are not my real target."

"We can help," An ape said.

Malefor grabbed one by the neck, and looked dead at it. Malefor chuckled, and growled, "You did help. Your whole kind helped me become what I am today. Because of all of you... you killed the only one I loved. And I was finally able to understand the purple dragons purpose. I would thank you..."

Malefor shoved his claws into the neck of the ape, and growled, "But I think I would rather kill you all instead."

Malefor threw the dead body at the wall. The body hit the wall, and exploded into gems. Malefor grabbed another by the neck. The ape begged for mercy. Malefor chuckled, and growled, "I'm glade you get to beg for mercy. I don't think the one I loved did. No, she died!"

Malefor squeezed the ape's neck, and broke the bones in his neck. The crack of the bones echoed. Malefor chuckled, and threw him at the wall. The last ape shivered in fear. Malefor looked over at the ape. The ape jumped. Malefor grabbed him by the neck, but then had an idea.

"Actually, you all can help me," Malefor said.

Malefor looked the ape dead in the eyes, and growled, "You better listen very closely. Because if you don't, I'm going shove your face in a volcano! Now this is what I need you to do. Very quickly, and very quietly, you need to rip ever single gem out of the left side of Warfang. If me and Spyro fight there, there will be no way he can recover. Even if I die, I know Cynder will go crazy because of Spyro's death, and kill everyone!"

The ape gasped for air. Malefor snarled, and let the ape go.

"Get every one ready. When this happens, I expect you to have done your part. I will take care of the rest," Malefor growled.

The ape quickly ran away, and said, "Yes sir!"

Malefor looked back over, and walked out of the Dragon temple. Malefor growled, as another memory hit him. Malefor fell to the floor. Malefor slowly stood back up, and looked back to see the dragon temple had been repaired. It had even stopped raining. The clouds were gone, as well as the moon. The only thing in sight was the sun setting. Malefor looked all around to see everything was back to normal. Malefor growled, "What is this!"

"Do you always have to talk to yourself? You do realize I would love to talk to you any day. Well, I also love you ever single day, so there is that," A voice said.

Malefor looked over, and saw a blue dragoness. Malefor shivered, and slowly backed away.

"No, you're died. You died. I saw your body," Malefor cried.

She stopped walking, and frowned.

"Malefor, your scaring me. I thought you wanted to make me happy, not make me scared out of my mind," She said.

Malefor hit the back rail, and looked over the edge. Malefor sat down, and cried, "But, you... The apes... they killed you."

She walked over to Malefor and sat next to him. She kissed him on his cheek. Malefor shivered, and thought, The kiss feels so real. This kiss feels like the kiss she always have me. Malefor looked over at her, and cried, "I don't understand."

She pulled away, giggled, and joked, "Well, I think we both know, that the purpose of the purple dragon isn't for him to be the smartest in the world. Maybe the hottest in the world, or the most romantic?"

Malefor's frown turned into a smile. Malefor turned his body around, as she did the same. Malefor wrapped his wing around her. She laid her head down on his shoulder. Malefor laid his head down on her head, and cried, "I don't understand any of this. I thought I lost you. I thought I was never going to see you again."

She giggled, and joked, "Maybe because you have been closing your for way to long. You need to open your eyes, and enjoy your time with me. Are the Guardians and the Chronicler trying to push you to train or something?"

Malefor smiled, and cried, "I don't want to lose you. I don't want this to go away. I love you to much to lose you."

"You can't lose the one you love. Once you give up on the one you love, is the time you will lose the one you love. But I know you will never give up on me, so you're fine. Now stop worrying, and enjoy this sunset with me," She said, closing her eyes.

Malefor closed his eyes, and whispered, "I love you, so much."

She giggled, and whispered, "I will always love you too. Don't you ever forget it..."

Malefor felt the rain hit his back again. Malefor shivered, and opened up his eyes. Malefor looked over to see she was gone. Malefor looked behind himself to see the dragon temple was destroyed again. Malefor looked down at the ground, and twitched.

"She's gone... She's Gone!" Malefor yelled, punching the ground, cracking the entire platform. "Don't worry. I will be with you soon enough. I will cleanse this world, and I will join you in the after life, I promise," Malefor cried, punching the ground, cracking the whole ground into pieces.

Malefor shot into the air, and looked back at the temple. Malefor growled, and shot away from the temple, with a explosion eruption from were he was. I just have to make Spyro understand my ideals one last time. If he doesn't, I can just kill him. Then Cynder will take care of everything. Don't worry my love, I will be with you soon, Malefor thought.