Chapter 1: Two years

In the world known as the Dragon realm, a place where magic, power and mystical energy was strong and came in many forms. Capable of changing the fate of the realms if one individual was powerful enough, once there was a being known as Malefor. The first of a mystical and rare species of the dragon race known as purple dragon, dragons are the most dominant species on the planet.

When Malefor first existed, the entire race had high hopes he would become the prime of the dragon race. He who had existed close to when the first golden age of the dragons began became power hungry resulting in the worst change in the world's history and led to the former dark master to terrorise the world after his race turned their back on him for fearing his power.

He drove many species to extinction from his destruction, many species suffered. The legend of Malefor's power being unrivalled, and he destroyed any who opposed him.

He was close to bringing the world itself to destruction. But even though he proclaimed he was eternal, he like many other evils was eventually brought down to his end. He met his end by two young dragons, the first was another purple dragon the latest of the purple dragon's born; Spyro

Over the year's Spyro discovered his roots, awakened his potential and trained with the four powerful and wise Guardians of the elements to bring down Malefor along with his forces of darkness. But he didn't do it alone; The other young dragon was a black dragoness: Cynder.

She had been a puppet of Malefor, manipulated and controlled by him to do his bidding for years, the shadow dragon and her army killed many for years until she found freedom thanks to Spyro severing the link.

She tried to live with the guilt she felt, trying to find her place in the world, coming to join forces with Spyro as friend and ally to bring Malefor down to his end and bring peace to the planet. But while Malefor may have met his end, the evil deeds seeded into the world would not disappear so easy, his dark legacy would remain for a long time; maybe some of it was yet to unleash.

That was just over two years ago when the dark master met his end. Malefor brought much devastation, the scars would always be there but, people could look forward again at long last to their futures.

In the world today, dragon's, cheetahs and many species were rebuilding, re-making and renewing everything torn apart. Warfang the dragon city survived and was being worked to return to its prime; a symbol of the dragon race and cooperation with the other species.

The war had left the city down to under half of what it could support, now the streets were bustling with life. Going down one street was a huge dragon with green scales walking towards the main marketplace, war scar's all over his wings and some of his scales was the Guardian of Earth Terrador.

A smile showing on his face parading through the city admiring everything around him. After the final battle had ended, he was one of the first to plan for the repair and reconstruction of the city to restore it to its former glory, ready to welcome back dragons over the lands. Since the pass his closest friend and fellow guardian, he assumed the responsibility of leadership over the guards.

A role he preferred not to have but respected the wishes of Ignitus. He had also taken to overseeing the training and reformation of the city guard and force. Being composed in most dragons but also featured moles in support roles and now incorporated Cheetahs for range support and patrol.

After six months he passed the duty to those he trained to lead but still assists with training and testing recruits. Although the war was over, everything remained unsettled as trouble still loomed with troublemakers in the city and the occasional small disorganised remnant of the dark master's forces. Within the following months Terrador decided it was the time for him to retire from combat and battle believing his age was getting to him at last.

He agreed to remain the earth guardian until he found a worthy successor to replace him. His fellow guardians Cyril and Volteer weren't too pleased with the news but understood and accepted his decision. Deep inside his mind at the time his thoughts were he was just tired and old and when the news came of how Ignitus sacrificed himself, the fight was just knocked out of him for good then.

Three weeks after the final battle and the planet being put back together is when the heroes that were Spyro and Cynder returned to Warfang had put his heart at ease that they lived and now got to live their lives as any young dragon should have. Recounting the tale of their battle with Malefor was one they stoked him to listen in on.

Arriving in the marketplace, Terrador looked towards the countless stools and shops buzzing around with many moles and dragons. A sight very pleasing to his eye of all the shops selling jewellery, clothing, food, gems, crystals for dragons, armour and even small weaponry, items for housing many stools.

He saw one dragon trying on some new armour for his forelegs, very pleased with the fit and then accepting the deal with the mole clerk. His sight turning towards a couple of young dragons looking just older than hatchlings running towards him looking like they were playing a game of chase.

Running around stools and even a few creatures, laughing to each other.

"Hurry slow poke,".

"I will catch you any second now,".

The second youngling shouted back with Terrador making a small chuckle. They came towards him and the youngling leaped at his friend with the other sliding out the way. The chaser toppling into Terrador's leg.

The youngling rolled himself back over and shook his head, regaining himself to stand and look up at the towering dragon.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall into you like that," the small dragon apologised.

Terrador knew it was just harmless fun and an honest mistake as the other youngling came over to them.

"I apologise for my friend, he wasn't watching where he was going," expecting a good telling off from the guardian but Terrador surprised them when they smirked amused by the two.

"It's okay young ones, an honest mistake" he leaned his head down closer to their eye level to help calm them.

"Anyone can tell you two are harmless and having some fun, take some advice from this old dragon. Enjoy yourselves while your young, I'd recommend finding somewhere less crowded than the market place though so you won't get in any trouble someday,"

The two youngling's both nodded and reassured, ran around him before both stopped and bowed their heads to him

"Thank you sir, and will do sir," they resumed their game of chase heading away from the marketplace, Terrador watching them go with a chuckle.

"Ah how nice it would be to be young like them two again" he turned around in time to see an electric dragon half his size trotting towards him.

"Master Terrador,"

Seeing the dragon clothed in some armour made the earth guardian roll his eyes with a sigh escaping his maw.

"Captain Pyrus how many times have I told you to stop calling me that?,"

"Too many times master, I was about to find you, I wanted to give you an update on the latest patrols," bowing to regard the guardian with respect, the dragon was a captain of the dragon guard.

"Very well, what is the latest?"

"The tranquil forest patrols outside the city reported another encounter with a remnant force but had dispatched with ease although the encounters seem to be more common now than they used to," reported the electric dragon.

"Well, I'm not surprised captain; Malefor's army took Tranquil forest during the war so I doubt they will give it back to us easy, although I would have thought after all this time they would dwindle on their numbers by now,"

Terrador lamented on the events since the renewed guerrilla styled conflict with what remained on the remnant forces, it was unknown how much of the grublin kind remained and how much longer they would have to keep up the fight.

"Oh well, it doesn't matter we will keep knocking them down till they withdraw or surrender,"

"Definitely sir, also some good news from our small garrison with the cheetah tribe in the valley of Avalar reported in no sightings within the last four weeks and the landscape in the caves and small areas have healed from the dark mass the remnant were appearing from, we may have cleared the valley at last,"

"That's excellent but until we know that is a certainty they need to remain on guard. Maybe we are making a breakthrough on healing the last scars of the war,"

"You know master, it surprised me the chief of the cheetah tribe agreed to allow us to send a squad to support the village,"

"Pyrus no one is more shocked than I; Chief Prowlus is one of the most stubborn out there, I guess we have Hunter to thank for that one,"

"Terrador!" called out a voice, sounding very familiar to the guardian.

The two dragons turned their gaze towards the source to find a dragon come into a landing near them, recognising him with ease.

Both reacting with a smile upon seeing the purple dragon Spyro. The young dragon bowed to them both.

"Terrador, Captain Pyrus how are you both?" Terrador nodded with great pride while Pyrus bowed back.

"Spyro an honour as always to greet the hero,"

Spyro in the two years has aged further now, a young adult, bigger and bulkier. He was close to being a quarter the size of Terrador. Dragons grow size quick when they are young until they reach the adult stage where the speed of their growth will slow down until they reach the age of elder which can be over hundreds of years up to a thousand years so it is not uncommon for an adult dragon to appear smaller than other adults due to the massive lifespan of a dragon.

The purple dragon winced a little hearing that and retorted.

"Captain you shouldn't be bowing to me, you are my superior," the guard captain chuckled amused by the comment.

"Maybe but if I'm honest and I've said this before it would be my honour if you were my superior, how gifted and talented you are at your age; it is what you deserve,"

Spyro while flattered let out a deep sigh, it was always a difficulty to him to get treated the same.

"While I appreciate the comment and I know I have said this countless times, I won't accept being treated more but like anyone else, try as much as you want you won't budge me,"

"But Spyro, after everything you have done for us it is the least you deserve, being a knight is just the beginning, I joyfully await the day, it will be an honour to observe you become a captain of the guard,"

Terrador feeling proud said, firing off the praise to the purple dragon.

"I appreciate that Terrador, I will make sure I reach that one day and live up those expectations,"

Eight months after his return Spyro expressed his desire to become part of the City Guard force, a move the guardians were eager to support and continued his training to hone and master his skills through his journey as a trainee of the force. Many of the force and the guardians wanted to elevate him to obvious reasons, but Spyro wouldn't accept it, wanting to go through it and earn his way up like everyone else.

The war had taken a toll on the numbers within the dragon city, after the war the city was scrapping at forty dragons to still live as many of females and any young living had fled the city before the war found it while some females and many of the warrior like males remained to defend their home.

It comprised as the 'Guard of Warfang' the closest thing the city had to any military force. filled by dragons wishing to perform a sense of purpose and duty to the citizens of the grand city, Moles also took part in this, for obvious reasons they couldn't contribute to any scale the dragons could so they put themselves as support roles as their weapons still contributed.

The war had decimated most of the guard, in the opening months of the end of the war there was barely anything left to call the 'Guard of Warfang'. The city crumbling all around, much of the walls covered in cracks just about holding together. It was one of the first areas, Terrador had focused on, selecting Pyrus as the Captain of the Guard and to rebuild it.

After the end, the guardians sent small groups of dragons into search groups to scour the land to find any surviving dragons seeing as only forty of their species including the young heroes occupied the city along with the vast number of moles.

And luck would have it, many had survived the holocaust, having founded new settlements and villages throughout the land, while some wished to keep to their way of life, many were more than happy to return to the grand city, the number of dragons skyrocketed up to a hundred in a few searches and now over a hundred and fifty. Although this number considered small, it was a great start for the guardians and it continued to grow.

The rise in numbers allowed the guard to come to life again with willing volunteers to start the force again. Even with the threat of dragon extinction put to rest they all understood while they passed the main danger, there will always be something as it is with the world.

The purple dragon looked back towards Pyrus as the dragon stated to him.

"I don't imagine it will take you long to go up the titles regardless I hope you are noting everything," stated Pyrus.

Spyro nodded, a big smile creeping onto his face declaring very confident "I haven't forgotten tomorrow, I will be ready,"

Terrador felt a wave of pride swelling through his body "Just one more night and your mark of honour test and become a full-fledged guard, I'm honoured my part of your training will play a role,"

All the praise was leaving Spyro a little merry trying to keep himself composed "Thanks Terrador, your training was very knowledgeable in mastering my earth element, same with Cyril and Volteer,"

"Getting off topic Spyro, was there something you were just doing?" Terrador said

"Oh, I was just going to see Oculus and the others at the temple before I went to get some food before the evening comes," answered the purple dragon.

"Well, don't let us keep you, young one, enjoy yourself for the rest of the day, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow," the earth guarding nodding to the young dragon.

Bowing very respectful to the guardian, Spyro moved and readied himself to fly as Pyrus said "Make sure you're ready for noon, I'll see you then"

"I will be captain. I will see you both then, bye" Spyro unfurled his wings and took off into the air to fly towards the city temple. Terrador and Pyrus watched as he disappeared around the buildings before looking to each other

"He will be a great member of the force, it will be my great honour. Maybe one day he will lead the force," Pyrus summarized with hope.

"I thought after all he had seen and put himself through in the war he would have wanted to settle into calm and civilian life like Cynder, it makes me proud. If he was an earth-dragon, I would have made him my successor," Terrador said concurring with the captain.

Heading upwards Spyro flew above the building line of the small buildings heading deeper into the city, below him viewing the mass of creatures all going about their daily business. Seeing how peaceful it was sometimes hard for the purple dragon to still believe, most of his life leaving the firefly colony has been nothing but war and battle.

It was what he knew as a dragon and even now after two years of the Dark masters defeat it still seemed strange to him but seeing this side of life made him content and his feelings glow.

That was all interrupted however when he heard shouting below "HEY COME BACK HERE"

The purple dragon braked coming to hover in place, beating his wings as he began to look around scanning for the source of the voice. Running down a street he spotted a mole running after what appeared to be an atlawa.

Since the end of the war a few of the species begun doing trading with the city and the other tribes with a few moving into the city even to represent their kind.

The atlawa running away from the mole fast, Spyro heard the mole shout.

"HELP HE STOLE FROM MY HOUSE!"

That sentence was enough for the purple dragon to spring to action shooting straight for the street to get ahead. The atlawa was running fast and was thin and agile for one of his species carrying a rucksack of what he assumed the moles valuables.

The atlawa smirked seeing the mole was hopeless to catch him believing a get away was inevitable was easy. Turning back, he got surprised and skidded to a stop upon seeing Spyro land in front of him.

"Hold it right there atlawa,"

"Another annoying guard…. the purple dragon of all," poked the atlawa.

Spyro studied him and recognised the creature "Rask, you're in the open again, you won't escape this time!"

"Ha you may be the so-called saviour of the world but you're still a puny dragon. How can you accomplish what dragons twice your size have failed to succeed?" Rask bragged as he got into a readied stance looking like he was challenging the purple dragon, seeing this Spyro remained calm and waited for his opponent to make a move.

A crowd of moles and dragons formed but kept well back from the standoff.

Rask had a hand behind his back and had what appeared to be a sphere of some sort.

"JUST TRY TO CATCH ME!"

Throwing the orb to the floor near Spyro resulting in it exploding into a cloud of smoke covering the area. Many coughing and forced to clear away, the atlawa chuckled believing an easy escape ran to his right running towards a back alley off the street.

Looking back, seeing no one emerge from the smoke bringing his confidence high. Turning back, he stopped in his tracks seeing the purple dragon in front of him blocking the alleyway with great surprise "But how…. you were in the centre of that smoke"

Appearing unfazed, Spyro narrowed his eyes and declared "This is your one chance Rask; give up and return the items to the mole. Act with honour and maybe the council will be merciful to you,"

The response met with the atlawa spitting to the ground near his paws "You wish dragon, I'm prepared for these situations too… you dragons are nothing without your mystical powers,"

The atlawa took out from his back what appeared to be a small cross bow with three arrows; he aimed it right for Spyro with the crowd, watching carefully. Spyro remained unfazed as he pulled the trigger.

One arrow shot straight towards him at high speed, the purple dragon in the blink of an eye tilted his head angling his left horn to intercept the arrow cracking it in half and falling to his paws.

Rask gasped at the sight of this, how did the purple dragon do that? questioned in his mind but recovering quick he glared with hate and fired the other two arrows.

Intercepting with ease, Spyro angled and hit them with his horns breaking the arrows apart catching the impression from the crowd and leaving Rask speechless, Spyro returned to his composure looking at the atlawa criminal.

"I warned you Rask,"

Lifting one-foot Rask watched as Spyro shot at him with unimaginable speed grabbing him and swatting him across the street, pinning him against a stone pillar. Spyros' claws pressed against the atlawa's right shoulder in place "You cannot win Atlawa; SURRENDER!"

Rask was in total shock, one arm pinned in place. He never saw a dragon move with such speed. But he wasn't about to give up; dropping the rucksack of items staring into Spyros' eyes with sweat running down his side not being able to fathom the purple dragon's ability. But seeing as Spyro was in his face brought an idea in his head, reaching down to a pocket on his side and drawing what appeared to be a knife.

"TAKE THIS DRAGON!"

Aiming the knife straight for Spyro's throat, throwing his arm up to send the sharp knife at its target.

Once the movement stopped, he became smug; he had won. But one thing caught his eye, Spyro did nothing in terms of a reaction other than continuing to look straight at him.

He looked and gasped to see the purple dragon had arched his tail blade to intercept and blocked the knife, Spyro huffed sickened by the sight of the Atlawa.

"You bring shame to your people!"

He took his tail and wrapped it around the atlawa's hand bending it, forcing the atlawa drop the knife, taking and lifting Rask up throwing the atlawa over him crashing him down the ground, Rask yelping at the sharp shock to his body.

Taking his right arm and grabbed Rask's and locked it against his back pinning the atlawa and causing pain his joints.

"Stop, stop, I give up,"

A smile appearing on Spyro moving his other foreleg and grabbed the rucksack and looked over to the mole robbed by him "Here I believe this is yours,"

"Oh, thank you purple dragon, you are my hero!" accepting the bag from Spyro, the mole cheered to the young dragon.

"Just doing my job sir," Spyro looked down to the atlawa pinned in place unable to do anything "I'd take you right now Rask but I'm still only a trainee so I can only hold you here,"

Turning to the crowd, Spyro spoke out to them all "Could someone find a guard and bring them here, please?"

A dragon complied and rushed off to carry out the task, Spyro looked back to his defeated foe "Looks like your days of theft and crime are over Rask,"

"Curse you purple dragon, if only the dark master had finished you, it would have spared me from this," a little cord in Spyro's mind snapped, that comment and he leaned down to his ear.

"So you would rather the dark master had won and destroyed the entire world and everyone. You make sick me," hissed Spyro disgusted by words echoing from the atlawas tongue.

Moments later having waited the dragon returned with another appearing to be an electric dragon and clothed in some armour approached through the crowd.

"What's going on here?"

Spyro looked over and proudly said back "Seraph good to see you; I have a gift for you,"

The electric dragon upon seeing who Spyro had subdued had a smile brought to his face.

"Rask? very nice to see you again," the armoured guard shifted his look to Spyro "Impressive work Spyro, your continuing your progress to earn your title of guard,"

"It was nothing, just doing my job sir" Spyro let go of the Atlawa for Seraph to grab hold of.

"Your under-arrest Rask don't resist or you will just make it worse on yourself," hissing into the atlawas ear. Turning back to the purple dragon, Seraph nodded "I'll take care of this scum; Spyro you can head off" Bowing with respect, the purple dragon took his cue and unfurled his wings.

"Thank you, sir,"

"Keep up the good work Spyro and you will be a Royal guard before you know it" A very flattering statement for the purple dragon to take in as he lifted back off into the air to continue his journey to the temple with the crowd applauding Spyro's efforts.

Continuing his journey, the purple dragon could only ring one thought through him; that was enough excitement, time to see the others at last.

Spyro arrived at the dragon temple in the city's heart setting himself down at the main entrance with two dragon statues before the entrance. With one huge sigh of satisfaction he walked on into the temple to make his way to the destination the main hall.

Walking through the huge corridors walking his way past many dragons, moles, foxes and a couple of cheetahs.

On the way he spotted another familiar dragon, the ice guardian Cyril who appeared to be giving a scolding to another dragon.

"Do you realise you could have accidently burnt half the books on that shelving case? That is precious knowledge and poof… burnt and gone,"

The dragon held his head down very apologetic and in shame.

"I'm sorry master Cyril it was an accident. It won't happen again, you have my word,"

"It very well better not happen again, otherwise you have the pleasure of explaining what happened to Volteer as I will not be suffering his constant prattling," huffed Cyril, repulsing the thought.

Spyro let a sly grin trickle over, amused by what he witnessed. Walking by he called to the dragon "Hi Cyril, any trouble with your reading?"

The Ice guardian catching the amused tease sighed followed by a small chuckle at the comment. "Yes Spyro, I sometimes I wish I had a little library of my own to keep these books safe,"

Spyro laughing at the plea of the guardian left him to it and continued on arriving at the main hall, many creatures sat tucking into food. Walking in the purple dragon looked around the different tables and seating areas viewing many moles were eating and talking away to each other followed by the occasional dragon.

Spyro saw where the food was being served by a few moles in the guise of chefs, deciding he would drop by once settled in. Dragons often enjoyed the cooking the moles produced, with the flavouring and additions they throw in the meat.

Continuing past a few more tables he looked to a seating area where he saw three young dragons similar to his age: A shadow dragon, fire dragon and an ice dragoness.

Spyro smiled and walked over to them, "Hey guys found you at last,"

The trio turned to the voice with the shadow dragon speaking first "Hey Spyro about time we have been waiting for you"

"Well, sorry Oculus I've been running a few errands that demanded my attention," defending himself, Spyro amused by his friends dig replied as he sat himself down around them.

"Yeah, it's true Oculus he likes to take his time, maybe if he did more training on his speed eh," the fire dragon joked at Spyro

The Ice dragoness sat next to flame barked at him "Leave him alone, Flame; Spyro is a very busy dragon. Unlike you, you lazy bum,"

"Thank you, Frost; glad to know you have my back," said the purple dragon

Oculus chuckled before turning and dragging a plank with a thick slice of meat over towards Spyro "We figured you would be along at any point so we grabbed your food for you,"

"Thanks guys I appreciate it" looking to the meat he sniffed and picked up the rich fresh scent of the cooked meat and sighed in satisfaction "Ahhhh smells very nice"

Not wasting any time, he was quick to get his teeth in and tore a bite out of the meat and chewed savouring every little morsel. Swallowing it down, letting out a gasp of joy and content.

"That is delicious, I've been waiting all day for some food…. so how has your training been today Flame?" Spyro asked

"It was ok, there's not a lot more I can do to advance my element without help aside from improving my reflexes and reaction time," Flame declared a little disheartened.

"I get that it was difficult for me to master my fire element without being mentored. I would help more often if I was free," stated Spyro to the fire dragon approving of his comment

"Appreciate that Spyro and I am grateful for your help but there's no way I will be ready to take on the fire guardian role for many years to come,"

"The candidates train for decades not just in combat and knowledge but also their great wisdom and clarity of judgment, knowing you it may take an extra hundred years," joked Oculus, the other dragons laughing with him.

"Yeah yeah don't expect me to burying my head in the books so soon," Flame retorted with one eye narrowed

"So Spyro are you ready for your examination tomorrow" asked Frost, turning her attention towards the purple dragon.

Looking to the floor, Spyro's mood dropped "I don't know Frost I would like to read through on the book one more time to be sure,"

"Nah Spyro you will smash it; the great purple dragon can do anything," Oculus bumped him on the side, reassuring him.

"Thanks for your vote of confidence Oculus, it reassures a bit," thanked Spyro.

"Definitely I agree with him Spyro" a voice called out behind catching the purple dragon's attention and he looked to see a familiar black dragoness behind him.

"Cynder there you are, where have you been," questioned the purple dragon, excited by the black dragoness arriving.

Cynder in the two years also has aged further into a young adult beginning to look like a smaller younger version of her, back during her enslavement by Malefor but with lighter features than the pure darkness adult form she had been, curvier and grown which most female dragons come to be.

"Just been down the clinic helping a little today donating some elemental energy," said Cynder as she sat next to Spyro.

"I'm amazed they integrate the poison element into some medicines, to be honest," Frost said.

"Yeah, it's amazing, that and helping with the expeditions too, you do an amazing job Cynder," said Spyro flattering the shadow dragoness.

"Oh, it's the least I can do, anyway how has your day been Spyro?"

"Good, just revising up and remembering everything I can" said the purple dragon with Cynder smiling at him feeling overjoyed and proud of him.

"Yes, I can't wait to see your examination tomorrow. You will amaze them,"

Spyro hearing that comment, a slight red coming to his face, the rush of blood looking to get the better of him but suppressed it to not embarrass himself.

"Yeah, but I feel like I need to look at my notes again tonight,"

This caught Cynder's interest and went to suggest an idea to the purple dragon "If you're revising tonight, come join me for a couple of hours, I'm reading tonight so I could help you,"

"That's a good idea Cyn; I think I'll do that. I'd appreciate the help," said Spyro, a smile illuminating on the black dragoness's eyes.

She turned towards Oculus as he took a bite out of his food "So, I hear Volteer drove you mad today,"

"Let's not go there Cynder please, I'm still having a headache from it," everyone laughed at the thought of Oculus's torture.

Spyro looked to see a young earth-dragon walking by who he recognised with a blank expression on his face.

"Oh, hey Krytus how you doing?" Spyro called, the earth-dragon stopped looking toward the voice.

"Oh Spyro, you were good earlier dealing with that thief," replied Krytus, showing little emotion.

Hearing this, the entire group focused their attention on Spyro with Cynder speaking first. "What's this he is talking about Spyro?"

"Oh, he has said nothing, he caught that atlawa criminal Rask earlier. It impressed me he was fast, but what would you expect from the high and mighty purple dragon," Krytus said walking away not saying goodbye or anything else.

Frost watching him leave felt a little conspicuous declared to the group

"Not to be rude but I find him odd" Flame was quick to agree with the statement

"Yeah, he never shows much emotion even though he is a couple years older than most of us,"

"Hey, from what I hear, he had a tough time during the war. We shouldn't judge," said Oculus defending the earth-dragon.

Spyro's attention averted, he lost sight forgetting about it for Cynder to say to him.

"So, the knight in shining armour took down another rogue?" Spyro took his right foreleg and rubbed the back of his head a little moshed by the praise.

"Oh, it was nothing just caught Rask at last trying to steal from a Mole and handed him over to the guards,"

"See you will nail this exam and be a full fledge guard in no time," Flame said very bold and encouraging the purple dragon.

"Yeah, Spyro trust yourself after everything we have been through this will be the easiest thing for you," said Cynder very confident in Spyro's ability.

Following the end of the war Cynder was spending her time helping at the main clinic in donating elemental poison energy for medicinal research and helping with the activities with the guards, hunting outside the city although she wasn't joining the guards herself, joining Spyro along with trying in her eyes to redeem herself for her past.

The city welcomed her into the society thanks to her actions with Spyro in the final days of the war. With Spyro and the guardians speaking up for her although it has been a long process.

"Thanks, Cynder, out of everyone you are the most confident in my ability. I promise I won't let you all down,"

Hi guys that is a wrap for the first chapter. Now I am not just a new writer on the block you could say I retired but after a while I am back now into the fray ready to start again.

I hope my first chapter will meet all your needs and look forward to seeing where this story will go. There's a lot to build up in this story so it may take some time for you all to comprehend where it will be going.

Thanks all and I hope you will enjoy this story.