Chapter 2 (Lucky)
Thump "Spyyyyrooooo!" Thump "Spyyyyyroooooo!" Thump Spyro slowly opening his eyes as Spark franticly trying to wake him up, Spyro can't hear anything but his own heartbeat. Dizzy he cautiously sits up on his front and hind legs feeling an object poking his chest, it was the life gem, completely drained of its powers, shattering as he moves to the side to remove it from under his chest.
Spark waving and shouting trying to communicate with him. Spyro being in a state of dizziness from the almost lethal loss of blood couldn't comprehend what spark was saying, just the slow heartbeat of his own heart. Spyros eyes starting to black out again, falling unconscious on his side. takes flight in a matter of seconds, rushing towards the dragon council on the other side of the temple screaming for help along the way.
Spark crashing into the statue just outside the council, Cyril hearing the loud thump, walks outside to investigate. Looking around he sees no one wondering where the sound came from, a sudden gasp for air from below him catches his attention. Cyril carefully lifting up the small dragonfly with his claws. Oh it's you Spark. He says with a surprised voice. Spark still gasping for air tries to reply "S-S-pyro Gasp i-ssss iiinn Gasp t-trouble" "Calm down before you try to speak, I can't understand what you are saying" Spark taking four big breaths, "Spyro is injured" Shocked Cyril replies "By who?" Gasp "I don't know, I found him all bloody and it looked like he couldn't hear me before he collapsed again! "Terrador, go get ingnitus!" Cyril shouts as he turns his head back. Terrador shocked by the sudden command replies, while repairing one of pillars of the temple "Why? I'm a little busy here" "There is no time to explain, tell him to meet me in the infirmary." Terrador annoyed takes flight towards the Valley of Avalar
Cyril placing the small dragonfly on his shoulder as he starts running towards the quarters section of the temple.
Cyril explaining to Spark along the way, "Ignitus and Volteer left for Avalar to clean up the remaining dark forces of Malefor" as he runs along the long hallway of the dragon temple making the entire temple rumble. Cyril approaching Spyros door sniffing as he smell an unpleasant odor in the air. "Burnt flesh" He mumbles to himself. Entering the room, he sees Spyro still lying unconscious on the floor in a big pool of blood and the smell of burnt flesh making the air almost unbreathable. Cyril hastily picks Spyro up with his maw as he starts to rush towards the infirmary.
Running along the hallway he can feel a pool of blood starting to form in his mouth, keeping his composure he keeps running through the door to the infirmary quickly dropping off Spyro on one of the white beds, before opening a window to spit the blood, taking big gulps of water from the waterbarrel in the room to cleanse his mouth.
Regaining composure, he turns his attention back to Spyro, he turns him over on his back revealing the massive charred wound running along his chest. Hearing a large thump Cyril heads out of the infirmary figuring it was Ignitus, to his shock he is met by Volteer as he pokes his head outside of the infirmary. "What are you doing here? Where's Ignitus?!" Cyril yells at Volteer
Volteer countered with a snort "He's on his way, the old fool couldn't keep up" Volteer leaning in through the infirmary door discovering the bloody body of Spyro "So what happened here?" "We don't know yet" Cyril replied annoyed "Shouldn't you be in Avalar?" Cyril bellowed at Volteer. "Seems like Spyro listened to the old fool and firemended his own wound, he seems to have used the wrong intensity though" Volteer chuckled "This is no laughing matter" Cyril exclaimed "Are you simply here to gloat Volteer or do you have a purpose other than talking bogus?" Spark snapped as he finally rested up. "I'll have to agree with Spark on this one Volteer" Cyril Declared. Volteer backing out of the infirmary as he is outnumbered. "Go back to Avalar and help Terrador since you clearly have no purpose here" Cyril commanded, as Volteer gave him a mean gaze. "Fine" Volteer snorts before taking flight passing Ignitus as he does.
"Finally you are here" Cyril exclaims with relief. "What has happened?" Ignitus pleaded "We don't know yet, Spark found him this way in his room" Cyril repeated. Ignitus moving past Cyril standing at the entrance of the infirmary. "Firemending? Why would he resort to using firemending? Don't we have life crystals?" Ignitus wondered. "The last ones where used yesterday, we have not been able to recover more yet" Cyril pleaded. "Firemend wound sealing takes a long time to heal, Spyro doing it himself seems to have misfired a bit" Ignitus states as he examines the charred wound. Ignitus moving in closer to use his own fire to clean up the charring around the wound. "Patch him up Spark" Nodding towards the bandages.
The Four Elder Guardians gather once more several hours later, this time debating about Cynder who was still unconscious in her barren grey cell surrounded by cold plain concrete nothing but an old rug that she was left upon. The floors, three sides of the walls and the ceiling was pure concrete, the small barred window opposite of the barred wall, was her only source of natural light other than two torches outside the cell. The moonlight through the small window made her scales glimmer like the finest glittering crystal light. She shined as if her scales where made of pure diamond only to be dulled down by the glaring light of the torches outside her cell.
What if Spyro was right, what if Cynder isn't as guilty as we think? She might have changed. Cyril pleaded. "Preposterous, she's a villain. They never change, stop grumbling over the opinion of a young foolish dragon." Volteer retorted, feeling scolded by Cyril earlier. "May I remind you that young foolish dragon saved our realm, while you did nothing of the sort." Ignitus declares, receiving a mean look from Volteer. "Besides I have a solution for that matter if it turns out differently than we anticipated..." Ignitus comforted Cyril "Let's just hope Spyro recovers quickly from his injury." Ignitus letting out an audible sigh. "I wonder if that wound has something to do with Cynder, it was all bloodied up after all... "Terrador debating with himself, while the others continue arguing to the ends of the night.
End of Chapter 2
III