Spyro woke up a few hours later. He let out a small grunt as he felt a large amount of pain coming from the back of his head where the earth dragon struck him. Alongside the pain he felt dizzy and light headed. He tried to stand up only to fall back down. He tried again, only for the same to happen. He then decided to look at his surroundings. Even though the world around him was swaying to and fro a bit, he was able to figure out that he was in a jail cell.
Hearing the commotion coming from inside Spyro's jail cell the guard unlocked the door, and roughly picked Spyro up by his horns and dragged him down the corridor. No longer dizzy or light headed, Spyro did his best to keep up with the guard. After passing through the door he found himself in another room filled will more prison cells, with some occupied with dragons, and a few moles and cheetahs.
As the two of them started to walk up some stairs, Spyro tripped on one of the steps causing the guards to pull Spyro's head into the staircase. The guard however continued walk at his normal pace which caused Spyro to smash his head into the staircase a few more times, until he got his footing back. They went up several more staircases and passed through a few more doors, until he found himself in the throne room, were Flame sat on his throne as he waited for him.
As Spyro saw king Flame for the first time, he noticed that his red and yellow scales were each polished, as the sun shined through the window and onto him. To his left there stood a mole, how had a small scroll tucked under his arm. There were also two more guards standing between Spyro and flame, covered from head to toe in golden armor. The Mole next to Flame then stepped forwards and shouted "All bow before King Flame." Spyro watched as the guard next to him bowed, before bowing himself.
"You may rise." When both Spyro and the guard stood back up Flame said "Well it's nice of you to finally join me; you know you have caused me a lot of trouble over the past couple of days. Before we start I must ask, what is your name?"
"My name is Spyro, your majesty." His voice was low, but audible. He tried not to seem scared.
"As you most likely know, you are here because you have been accused of killing a young dragon by the name of Blast. Do you plead innocent or guilty?"
Spyro was about to plead innocent, but then he thought to himself, what would be the point in doing so? He is most likely going to be killed, but is that a bad thing? There is nothing left for him here. Cynder died and it was his entire fault. She would still be alive if only he remembered about her medicine sooner.
"Yes, I am the one who kill Blast. I am guilty."
"Now before I give my final verdict, I will let you explain yourself. Why did you kill young Blast?"
Spyro took a moment to think this over. Why did he kill Blast? He let the darkness inside him take him over, but why did he let it take him over? What was different from that moment, and any other? Then it hit him, he was afraid. Now he has been afraid before, but when Blast said that he was going to kill Cynder he was terrified. The only other time he was that scared was when his parents beat him and threw him out of his home. Is that all the darkness inside him was, fear? Spyro felt so stupid for not figuring this out sooner.
"I killed him because I was afraid. You see all my life, I been torched, and tormented. Whether it was from my mother and father, or from Blast and his friends it always ended the same. I would just crawl into my bed at night and cry myself to sleep. My missing wing serves as a reminder of what they have done." Spyro he gestured to the stub that used to be his wing.
Flame couldn't help but cringe at the thought of someone doing such a thing, especially to their own child. "On the day I killed him, he threated to kill my only friend, and I snapped. I couldn't let him take away one of the only things I hold dear to me. So I fought back and that is when I killed him."
"Where is your friend now?"
"She's died… and it was all my fault." The guilt and pain from the topic could be seen from everyone in the room.
Flame thought to himself as Spyro finished his tale. He then said "who took away your wing Spyro?"
"My parents are the ones how did this to me."
"What are their names? What they did is beyond forgivable, and they must be punished for it."
"I'm afraid I can't say." This was a lie. He wanted nothing more than to say their names, but something stopped him. He couldn't bring himself to say their names.
"What do you mean by that? Did they never tell you their names?"
"No they did, but as much as I despise them for all they did to me I can't bring myself to tell you."
"Why do you protect them, when they only brought you pain?"
"In all honesty, I don't know. Maybe somewhere deep down I still love them, or maybe it's because I think they can change their ways. I really don't know, but I don't want anything bad to fall upon them."
Flame stayed silent for a few moments as he thought over everything he heard. "Spyro, I do truly wish to see you out and about this city, and happy amongst the rest of the people, however I'm afraid that I can't let you do that. What you have told me about your past has truly touched my heart, but I can't take the chance of you going berserk and killing someone else. I'm sorry Spyro, I really am."
"There is no need to be sorry my king. I knew that this might happen someday."
"For the death of Blast and for the death of your friend, I sentence you to be hung at the gallows tomorrow morning."
The guard near Spyro approached him again and began to take him back to his cell when Flame said "wait one moment; I did not say you may leave just yet."
Spyro was confused, what else did Flame need with him?
"I made a promise a few days ago, and now I must uphold it. Bring them it." said Flame to his adviser.
Spyro watched as the mole ran towards another pair of doors off to the left side of the room. The mole opened the door and stuck his head out as he called out for someone. Then two dragons came through the door.
"Spyro this is Flambian and Zara, they are Blast's parents and they wish to talk to you." Flame announced.
Spyro started to grow nerves as the two approached him. Flambian's eyes were filled with pure rage as he stared down Spyro, while Zara's eyes were filled with sorrow. When the two reached him, Spyro suddenly felt Flambian's large paw wrap around his throat as he began chocking him, however the guards inside the room reacted quickly and pulled him away from Spyro.
"Flambian I know that you wish to see him dead, however unless you wish to face the same charges as him then you will restrain yourself from ever doing anything like that again in my presence. Do I make myself clear?!" Flame shouted, clearly mad at Flambian's actions.
Flambian nodded in response as the guards let him free.
As Spyro regained his breath he heard Zara starting to cry. "Why did you do it? Why did you kill my only son? He wanted to join the city guard when he grew up, but now that will never happen."
"I'm sorry, if I could change the past then I would."
"He did not deserve to die. He was such an innocent dragon, who would never hurt a single soul!" Flambian called out.
Spyro wasn't sure why, but something about what he just said made his blood boil. "Innocent, you think your son was Innocent? He beat and bruised me every time we met, and the reason why I killed him was because he threatened to kill my only friend!"
"NO! Blast would never do such a thing, your lying." said Flambian denied the truth. To him Blast was a perfect son who only dreamed of being a hero.
"Don't believe me, then ask Blast's friends! They were there. They saw and heard everything."
"Alright that is enough, I must end this before the two of you try to kill each other." Flame stepped in, not wishing for a fight to start. "Guard please take Spyro back to his cell."
Spyro saw Flambian drape his wing over Zara and hug her, as she once again started to cry. The guard then took Spyro back to his cell. Once back inside his cell he lay down on the cold hard floor, and curled up into a ball and started to think to himself. He thought about his life and all that happened up to his point. He thought about all the labor he did for his mother and father, and all the abuse he received from the two of them along with Blast and his gang. Then he thought about the time when he first met Hunter. He only wished he got to probably thank him for all his kindness in his time of need.
And then he thought about Cynder. At first the thought about all the good time they had. The times were they laughed and played, but then he thought about all the bad time they shared. There weren't many moments that he considered bad, but they did make their friendship stronger.
Then he thought about the last moment with her. Spyro's eyes started to water, before a few tears started to roll down his muzzle. He just wished he could hold her one last time, and tell her how much she meant to him. He didn't just see her as a friend, but to him she was a miracle, and she was his miracle. Just when all hope left him in one of his darkest moments, she became the light that shined through the darkness, as the two of them grew closer and closer her light grew brighter and brighter. He even began to love the light, and he began to love her but now she was gone. Her light has been snuffed out and the darkness consumed him once more. The only way out now was death. With this thought in mind Spyro cried himself to sleep.
He awoke later to the sound of metal crashing down to the floor. He looked outside the barred window and saw that the sun was just about to rise. He then turned around to see who was the cause of the noise and saw the last thing he would have ever expected. Standing before his cell with the guard unconscious at her paws was Cynder.
"Cynder, your ali…" shouted Spyro, but Cynder shushed him.
"You need to stay quiet Spyro, we don't want to alert the other guards. Now come one let's get you out of here." whispered Cynder. She found several keys on the unconscious body and picked them up.
As Cynder tried several different keys into the lock Spyro said "But how are you alive? What happened?"
"From what I was told by the Hermit, he made more of my medicine and was able to revive me." Cynder tried even more keys in the lock.
"So I take it that he told you about your condition."
Cynder stopped what she was doing as sadness washed over her. "Yeah he did. I wouldn't believe it, if I didn't almost die the other day." Cynder then got back to work. "I didn't know what to think. Just so that I can live, a few innocent people have to die each and every year, but then I thought to myself that you still need me. Just like I still need you." Cynder put the final key into the keyhole and turned it until there was click. She removed the key and opened the cell door. "I couldn't just leave you. Not if there was a chance I could save you."
Spyro then quickly approached Cynder and hugged her tightly and she hugged back. "Now come on Spyro let's get going before another guards shows up." Cynder broke away from the hug.
However, Spyro did not follow her. "What are you waiting for Spyro? Let's go already." Cynder turned around to face him, and saw that his eyes were full of sorrow.
"I'm sorry Cynder but… I can't go with you."
"What are you talking about? Of course you can, there is nothing stopping you."
"You are Cynder. If I go with you they will hunt me down, which will only put you in danger!"
"Then we will just hide you away, and if that doesn't work then we will run far away."
"But we can't keep our guard up for the rest of our life's Cynder. That is no way to live. Also if they figure out that you were the one to break me out of here then they will kill you to, and I can't let that happen. Not after you just got your life back. Please Cynder just leave me."
Cynder stayed quiet for a few moments before saying "ok if that is what you think would be best."
Spyro closed his eyes and Cynder closed the cell door and lock it once more. He then muttered "Thank you Cynder."
Suddenly he felt a wing being put over his body and he heard Cynder say "then I want to be with you till the very end."
"What are you doing?! " Spyro asked, in complete disbelief.
"I'm staying with you, no matter what Spyro. The only way I'm leaving this cell is with you escaping with me, or with me joining you at the gallows."
"No I won't let you do this. I won't let you throw away your life for me."
"But Spyro don't you see; you are my life. With you gone, there is no point in living anymore. You're the only other dragon who doesn't see me as a monster, and whenever I'm with you I feel like nothing else in this world matters. The only thing I want is to be with to you, no matter the cost."
Spyro's mind was racing. He couldn't decide which to choose. Should he stay here and have the both of them killed, or should he go with her and be hunted for the rest of his life? It didn't take him long to decide. "Ok then Cynder, let's get out of here."
Cynder smiled before moving back to the locked door. While Cynder was unlocking the door Spyro thought about what she said to him. He started to feel a strange warm tingling sensation in his chest, and somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he had to tell her.
Cynder opened the door and was just about to leave the cell when Spyro said "Cynder wait!"
"Spyro we need to go now, whatever you have to say can wait."
"No I have to tell you now. If we get caught, then I might not get another chance to tell you. Cynder you brought me so much joy when all I knew was pain. Every time I'm with you I never felt any happier. Cynder I... I love you!"
Suddenly Spyro felt Cynder's lips touch his as she kissed him. His eyes were wide with shock, before slowly closing as he began to kiss her back. He wished this moment could last forever, but soon it ended when Cynder stopped to say "Spyro I feel the same way about you as well. I love you to."
Both Spyro and Cynder kissed once more only this one was much shorter than the last.
"Now come on you purple lump, let's get out of here." Cynder said before the two ran towards a pair of doors. Once Cynder looked to see if there were any guards around, they ran through the door. Just as the door closed behind then they heard a shout coming from the other side
"The purple dragon has escaped!"