Chapter Six
Cynder heard a voice echoing around her telling her to wake up she continued to keep her eyes closed hoping to drift back asleep. She heard the voice call again then she opened her eyes. It was dark as if she had been dropped into a pool of black, she looked around and saw nothing she looked behind her but when she turned back she saw a dragon that was about over her age. He looked familiar but strange he had black scales red fins starting from the top of his head to his tail blade and hardened scales on the front of his chest and his wing skin was also red.
His horns curved back toward his wings then moved back toward his snout and ended curving upwards with sharp point. When he spoke his voice one familiar but strange at the same time
"Cynder you need to wake up Spyro needs you." She remembered why she was unconscious she started looking around for a way out, finding none she calmed down and turned back toward the strange dragon.
"Who are you?"
"That's not important right now."
"WHY WILL NO ONE TELL ME ANYTHING!?"
"It's not time for me to explain."
She remembered his voice. "You're the one in control of Spyro." The dragon laughed.
"What are you laughing about!?" The other dragon calmed down gathered himself and spoke.
"That isn't me, in fact me and Spyro are in the same predicament." He started looking around as if he heard something she didn't.
"I need to leave NOW, all I can tell you is go to the fallen temple do you understand?"
"Wait I have..."
"You need to leave or he'll kill me and you" She was plunged into darkness.