Disclaimer: I do not own Spyro, because if I did I would go and make the Legend of Spyro Movie.

Chapter 2

Gramzon followed Spyro to the training grounds where he saw a black dragoness sitting at a table. She looked up from her book when her mate approached with Gramzon.

"I see our guest is awake." Cynder said with a smile.

"A pleasure to meet you, Cynder." Gramzon said with a bow, "My name is Gramzon Dragon, and this is Whistala (1)Kendov(1).

"So you do know him." Cynder said as she stood up.

"Yes." Gramzon stated, "For him, thousands of years, and for me, many lifetimes ago."

(2)"Drem yol lok,(2) your Highness." Whistala said with a bow, "It is a pleasure to me you.

"Likewise,and please, I don't want any of this royalty talk." Cynder said with a smile.

"Ol hi hind" Whistala said as he got down from Gramzon's shoulder.

"So what did he say, and what language is he speaking?" Spyro asked, "I was told it was an ancient one."

"Ah, right," Gramzon said with a chuckle, "I forget that not all dragons are familiar with Dovahzul, He said 'as you wish'."

"Dovahzul?" Spyro asked.

"It roughly translates to 'Dragon language'." Gramzon said as he placed the book on the table.

"What is this?" Cynder asked as Gramzon opened the book.

"This book shows every type of dragon in all of existence." Gramzon answered.

Gramzon flipped through the pages until he got half way through the book.

"Here is the type of dragon you guys are." Gramzon said showing the two dragons the sketch and description.

"Anthropomorphic Dragon Type 7, These dragons are able to harness different elements as an attack." Spyro read, "While they can only use one element, there are rare cases in which a purple dragon is born and is able to harness all elements."

"But I can use Poison, Fear, Shadow, and Wind." Cynder said with a smirk, "And I'm not a purple dragon."

"Interesting." Gramzon said as he pulled out a quill.

After a quick addition of notes Spyro continued reading.

"And in extremely rare cases, if a dragon has been corrupted by darkness for years, they are able to control multiple elements as well but are more darker version of the purple dragons." Spyro read.

Cynder looked at the sketch and realized it looked way too familiar, "This picture, it can't be."

"I'm afraid your right," Gramzon said with a sigh, "That there was the first purple dragon, Malefor. He became corrupted by his power and had to be stopped."

Just then thundering was heard above. Gramzon looked up and saw thunder clouds coming in.

"Guess I should be heading out." Gramzon said as he stood up.

"Where will you be going?" Spyro asked.

"Off to train somewhere," Gramzon answered, "And no I can't train here, don't wanna blow up half the castle."

"Are you really that powerful?" Cynder asked.

"For now? No." Gramzon answered, "But that's why I want to train so I can control my powers better."

"Well, I wish you good lu-" Cynder said before she collapsed.

"CYNDER!" Spyro shouted.

Spyro ran to Cynder to see if she was alright. Gramzon knelt next to her and put his hand on her forehead, before jerking his hand back like he got stung.

"This is not good." Gramzon stated.

"Do you know what happened to her?" Spyro asked as he was sitting next to Cynder in the infirmary.

"I've only seen something like this two other times," Gramzon said as he flipped through a journal, "It has been called 'ved dinok krasfaal' or in the common tongue, 'black death corruption'."

"Black death corruption?" Spyro asked.

"A very deadly sickness that infects those who have been corrupted by darkness for many years." Gramzon explained.

"I-is there a cure?" Spyro asked, almost in tears.

"Yes, but I will warn you, there will be some side effects." Gramzon said as he put the journal away.

"What kind of side effects?" Spyro asked as he stood up.

"Well the first one is that since she is expecting and has not laid her egg yet," Gramzon began to list the side effects, "The child will possess the ability of 'Greenfire'"

"Greenfire?"

"It is a flame that cannot burn, it can heal as well as boost the strength of other elements. Second effect, it has a one percent chance of removing Cynder's "dark" abilities."

"That doesn't seem too bad."

"And I must warn you, this potion has a very low chance of success." Gramzon warned.

"If there is any chance to save her I'll take it." Spyro said with confidence.

Gramzon nodded as he went over to the alchemy bench that was in the corner of the room. He began to use some of the ingredients around him before calling tout to Whistala.

"Whistala!" Gramzon shouted in Dovahzul, "I need you to go get some Canis root as well as some Dragon's Tongue."

"Anything else?" Whistala responded in the same language.

"Yes, a bottle of lavender essence, and a belt from one of the guards." Gramzon said as he pulled out a vile of red liquid marked '2955'

Whistala nodded as he jumped out the window. Spyro had a hunch the last bit was more of an old joke between the two dragons.

"What's in the vile?" Spyro asked.

"The blood of one of my previous lives." Gramzon said as he poured the contents into a bowl.

Spyro was about to asked what he meant about his 'previous lives' when he heard shouting in the hall. It didn't take long for him to realize what was going on when Whistala entered he room with a few items in his arms, one of them was a belt.

"Thanks Whistala," Gramzon said as he took the Canis Root and Dragon's Tongue and added it to the bowl, "and good to k now your reflexes are still fast."

"Faster than you old dragon." Whistala said with his tongue sticking out.

"I ain't that old." Gramzon said as he poured the lavender extract into the bowl.

Gramzon stirred the ingredients together then poured it back into the bottle. He sealed the bottled then handed it to Whistala. then Whistala climbed out the window to the rooftop.

"Where is he going?" Spyro asked.

A loud crash was heard and a bright flash came from outside. Spyro looked at the window as a black Whistala came through the window holding a violet colored potion that had a slight glow to it.

"Thanks Whistala, now get cleaned up." Gramzon said as Whistala handed him the bottle.

"Is it ready?" Spyro asked anxiously.

"Yes, now all you need to do is have her drink it." Gramzon said as he gave the bottle to Spyro.

"Why am I the one giving it to her?" Spyro asked.

"Because it will only work if the one who give it to them are extremely close." Gramzon said as he headed toward the window.

"I take it your leaving now?" Spyro asked.

"I have no choice," Gramzon said with a sigh, "I feel the balance shifting, and I must become stronger if I want to protect my friends."

"Well, good luck to you," Spyro said with a nod, "Friend."

Gramzon nodded back as he and Whistala jumped out the window. Spyro turned to his mate as she began to stir, and was ready to do what he had to do.

Gramzon and Whistala continued to swim in the storm until they reached a cliff side. Gramzon began to ascended the side using only his hands.

"You do know you can just fly right?" Whistala asked hanging from Gramzon's back.

"Yeah, but where is the fun in that?" Gramzon said with a laugh.

When they reached the top, they found a light blue dragon waiting for them.

"Ah, Master Gramzon, it has been a while." He said with a warm smile, "Are you ready to begin your training again?"

"You bet I am, and I even brought a friend." Gramzon said gesturing at the dragon still on his back.

"I know, he is going to be the one who you will spar with." The dragon said as he began to walk away. "This way please."

"As you wish," Gramzon said with a smirk, "Young Ignites."

6 months...

It took me 6 months to get this done.

Tramlations:

(1) Warrior

(2) Greetings

So let's review.

1. Cynder got to meet Gramzon

2. Spyro and Cynder found out about other type' of dragons

3. Cynder got ill and Gramzon made a cure.

4. Gramzon went to begin his training with an old friend.

If you have questions I'll answer them in the Next Chapter.

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See you all next chapter!