Spyro and Cynder soon found themselves in the market. It took them some time because several shop wouldn't sell to them because of who they were, but eventually they found what they were looking for and headed back to Hunter's home.

As Spyro and Cynder walked down the abandoned Alleyway they heard a voice behind them, "well, well, well if it isn't the two freaks of nature themselves." Spyro and Cynder turned around and saw Blast accompanied with Icicle and Bolder. "We never did get to finish our little tussle; I decided to bring some friends of mine this… what happened to your wing!" Blast looked discussed at the sight of Spyro's wing. "And here I didn't think you could be any more pathetic looking, but look and behold you did it!"

"We don't want any trouble Blast, just go about your business, and we promise not to hurt you." said Cynder.

"Ha, the she-demon actually thinks that she can stand up to us." said Icicle.

"I won't be the only one kicking your butts, Spyro here will help me send you guy packing." said Cynder gesturing to Spyro.

The trio looked at him and saw him shrink. They burst out laughing at that point. "You… actually think… that he will help you… at all?" said Blast between breaths. "I mean just look at him. How in the world can such a weak, useless, and flightless dragon such as himself can help you?"

"Come on Spyro lets show these jerks who their messing with." said Cynder as she began to glare at the three dragons before her.

"I don't know Cynder; they haven't done anything to us. Why don't we just leave them alone? Besides we need to get these back to Hunter." said Spyro.

"Come on Spyro, where is your dragon pride? They have been nothing but rude to you. Don't you think it's time to pay them back?"

Spyro was about to respond when Cynder was hit in the back of the head by a small fire ball "Hey don't ignore us." shouted Blast.

"Alright, you asked for it!" said Cynder aggressively as she charged into battle. Before reaching them she dove into the shadows.

"She is going to try to sneak up on us so watch out." said Blast to Icicle and Bolder. The three of them formed a triangle with each of their backs facing each other so that Cynder couldn't surprise them from behind. Seeing this Cynder decided to reappear in front of Blast and shot a glob of poison at his him, but he reacted quickly and blocked it by covering his face with his wing. Blast felt the corrosive liquid slowly eat away at his membrane, causing him to grind his teeth together. He tried not to scream in pain. Seeing this Icicle froze the remaining green liquid before I could cause more harm. Before Cynder could disappear in the shadows once more, Bolder made a pillar of stone shot out of the ground and hit Cynder square in the chest flinging her backwards.

When Cynder stopped sliding across the ground and stood up she said with a hint of anger "any help would be highly appreciated Spyro."

This time Blast and his gang ran at them. As they approached Spyro and Cynder Icicle froze their feet to the ground, while Blast let loose a large torrent of flames at the two, and Bolder shot two earth shards at them. Spyro and Cynder felt the earth shards make contact to their scales, leaving splinters of stone embedded in their scales, then the stinging flames coat their body's. Blast continued his onslaught of flames until the ice trapping Spyro's and Cynder's paws melt away. Spyro's once purple scales were now blackened as smoke rose up from them. Cynder's scales were in a similar state.

Blast approached Spyro and knocked him to the ground. Standing over him he said "Give up yet, stupid sack…"

Before Blast could finish his sentence Spyro rose up and punched him in the eye. Blast stumbled backwards. "Damn bastard!" Blast shouted as he placed a paw on his swollen eye. Spyro then tackled him to the ground and grabbed a firm hold on his wing. In one swift pull Spyro heard a sickening pop as he dislocated his wing. Before Spyro could do any more damage Bolder knocked him off of Blast. "Are you alright?"

"Of course I'm not alright idiot, he dislocated my wing!" Blast shouted again, as he stood up and felt his wing fall limp.

Cynder then jumped on top of Icicles back, and used her weight, to make him fall to the ground, and tried to subdue him. Icicle quickly pushed her way before she could do any serious harm, and began to shoot a barrage of ice shards at her. She felt several shards cut into her, and flew up into the air to avoid the rest, however she was knock out of the air by a large ball of earth collided into torso. Both Icicle and Bolder quickly pinned her to the ground.

Blast was still busy pelting Spyro with wave after wave of fire balls. Eventually Blast stopped his bombardment, and watched the now slightly blackened dragon sway to and fro. Still wanting revenge on Cynder, so he approached Spyro and slashed at him with his tail blade, leaving a deep cut along his chest. Spyro closed his eyes as he fell to the ground riving in pain. He felt Blast lifts his head up off the ground and whispered "Now just sit back and watch as we kill your friend, but don't worry, you will join her shortly."

At the mention of killing Cynder, both Icicle and Bolder flinched. "Um boss, you sure about that?" Icicle couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I'm sure! Just think about it. We would be treated like hero's if we got rid of this hell spawn." Blast replied, not actually thinking about what he was doing. "Not only that, but now we can finally get revenge on Malefor for all he has done to us."

"But Cynder isn't Malefor." Bolder stepped in. Despite their bickering, Bolder and Icicle still held Cynder still.

"We can talk about this later, let's just get this over with ok?!" Blast was getting tired of his friends pestering him with question and they could sense it. All he wanted was to be seen as a hero for getting rid of a monster he's been told about his whole life. Fearing that Blast might hurt them, they did what they were told.

Spyro felt the pain course through his body, but he didn't pay much attention to it. His mind was racing, trying to think of a way to save his friend. He watched as Blast walked over towards Cynder. Bolder shot several earth blasts into her wings, embedded them into the ground so she couldn't move. That is when the world around Spyro went dark.

Inside Spyro's dream

When he awoke he found himself once again in a white room. He began to walk around, until part of the ground underneath him fell. Spyro managed to dig his claws into the edge, while the rest of his body was left dangling over an abyss. He began to call for help, but no one came. He looked back down into the pit below him and this time saw that far below him were Blast and his gang, with these devilish looks on their faces while fire started to spread all around them. He felt his grip on the ledge start to slip. He looked back up hoping that someone would be there to save him, and there was. Standing before him was the dark figure once again only this time he looked different. This time he seemed to be made of a tangible gas like substance, as Spyro could almost see right through him. It held out one of its paws for Spyro to grab hold of. Seeing no other choice Spyro lifted himself up as high as possible and grabbed on to the paw, and the figure began to pull him up. Upon making contact with the figure Spyro felt as if some vile disease started to spread throughout his body, causing to feel week, and light headed.

Once back on solid ground Spyro asked weekly "What, or who are you?"

The figure let out a mischievous laugh and grabbed Spyro's arm. Spyro watched in horror as his "Why Spyro isn't it obvious." said the figure in a familiar voice. Once all of his scales were removed from his body Spyro saw the figure start to grow purple and gold scales from the dark clouds that made its body. The once black figure now took the form of Spyro.

"I'm you."

Spyro felt a wave of fear wash over him as he looked into the other Spyro's eyes, and saw nothing but anger, rage, and madness. All of a sudden the other Spyro started to grow in size, until it was the size of an adult dragon. The now larger Spyro, picked Spyro up and swallowed him whole.

The real Spyro kept his eyes shut tight, waiting for pain to encase his body, but it never came. When he opened his eyes he saw that he was once more in the white room and that his scales were back. He began to walk around; trying to find anyone who could explain to him what was going on, until he found himself at a dead end. Heading back, Spyro traced his wing along the wall. "Where am I?" thought Spyro. Only moments later, he felt as if his claws dig into something. He looked at his paw, then at the ground and didn't see anything. He felt something hit him in the chest, but he felt no pain. Looking at his chest he saw scorch marks on his golden scales. "What in the world is going on here." This went on for a short while from feeling his tail blade or his claws move across something, only for nothing to be there, to a random painless scar, or an injury that appeared. Just then he tasted some form liquid that tasted like metal drizzle down his throat, followed by a loud cracking noise and some faint shouting, though what was being said he had no idea. Spyro wasn't sure why, but that cracking sound sent shivers down his spine. Afterwards everything was quiet. He didn't hear, nor feel anything.

Suddenly room around him around him started to shake. The white walls started to turn to a darkish-red, along with the floor and ceiling. All of a sudden Cynder appeared in the distance with a large grin on her face. He ran over to her, but when he got close to her, Terrador appeared behind her. Terrador had a look of hunger in his eyes as if they haven't eaten in days, so he decided to feast on the little snack in front of him. Terrador leaned down and in one swift movement bit down on the lower half of her body and began to flail her around, as his teeth sank deep into her, until she was cut clean in half. Her upper body flew across the room and landed not too far behind Spyro. Terrador soon disappeared, but Spyro didn't notice for he was more focused on Cynder. He ran up to her, with tears in his eyes. He grabbed hold of her head and put it against his chest and held on tight, as he continued to cry.

He examined her body once more and saw that black fumes were emitting off of her, as she started to evaporate before him. he watched has most of her body was consumed by the air, until only her head remained. He took one final look into her eyes, and saw all the joy and happiness inside them disappear along with the rest of her. Spyro started trying to grasp at the lingering fumes trying to put Cynder back together but it was a futile attempted.

Once he gave up he said "No Cynder please don't go, don't leave me here all alone." whimpered Spyro as he watched the last of the fumes disappear from sight.

Reality

The next thing Spyro knew, he woke up once more only this time it was the middle of the day. He noticed that he was back in Hunters home. He started to stand up, only to find that he was tied up to a metal bar sticking out of the wall, while his paws and tail were also tied together, but what frightened him was that he was painted with blood all across his body. He began to panic and looked around the room. He quickly saw Cynder sleeping not too far from him.

"Hey Cynder, wake up." said Spyro. When she woke up she began to glare at Spyro. "What? Why are you staring at me like that, and why am I covered in blood, and as matter of fact, how did we end up here?"

"Be quiet you monster, you know quite well what happened!" Cynder seemed scared about something, but Spyro didn't know what.

"I don't understand Cynder, the last thing I remember was you about to be killed, then I blacked out and woke up here." as he began to worry that he might lose his friend.

Cynder was about to say something, but she saw Spyro the fear in his eyes. She then asked "do you really not remember?"

"Remember what?"

Tears started to run down Cynder's face. "I was so scared Spyro I thought I lost you." She ran up to him and hugged him tight. Spyro was even more confused now by Cynder's actions.

"Lost me? What do you mean? I don't have any idea what you are talking about!"

"You really don't remember do you?"

"Remember what! What are you talking about?!" asked a now irritated Spyro.

Cynder let out a sigh, "here let me free you first."

Once free Spyro stood up and listen to Cynder as she began tell him the story of what happened last night.