Chapter Four
Spyro woke on a small rock face in a sea of darkness that seemed to go on forever.
"Where am I?" Spyro heard someone chuckle in the darkness.
"Who's there!?"
"My name does not matter... yet." Spyro saw something move in the cover of darkness.
"Why am I here?"
"That does not matter either, but I will tell you one thing… I...am...not...a...friend." The voice distorted.
"Show yourself!"
"In time, let me ask you...a question first" The voice hissed.
"I don't have time for..." The voice interrupted him.
"Do you really believe that Cynder cares about you?"
"I kno..."
"The answer is she doesn't, SHE'S using YOU" The voice distorted more then the last.
"I am getting tired of this show yourself NOW!"
"As you wish." Suddenly a dragon appeared in front of him this dragon looked exactly like him except his scales were darker his horns silver and the skin on his wings were red like Cynder's.
"You're me?"
"Am I though, I cannot see myself but I know I don't look like you, my true self will show...in time."
"Why have you brought me here?" He was beginning to panic.
"I want to be free of your...body, I WANT MY POWERS BACK." The voice was almost unrecognizable.
"And for that to happen, you need to be...suppressed." The voice was back to normal.
"Goodbye...Spyro." The voice hissed again filled with malice, then everything went black.