Chapter 4 (Morning)

Cynder opens her eyes as she feels the sun heating up a small area on her back, the birds chirping outside as if a curse had been lifted from the land. She had no memory of this place; in fact she didn't have any memory of who or where she was. Noticing the bandages on her left hind leg as she starts to uncurl from her cozy sleeping position. Now resting on her front and hind legs she looks around the vicinity trying to figure out where she was. Coming to realization she was being kept captive, by who she still did not know...

A sudden image of Darkness enters her mind, seeing armies of odd creatures attacking a city of some sort. She closes her eyes as hard as she can trying to avoid the dark thoughts from showing her any more bloodshed, but to no avail, she keeps seeing the same events happening over and over. Innocent animals being murdered, houses being burnt down by the dark creatures, all overshadowed by a large purple dragon. His eyes snapping to hers closing in on her, speaking a dark forgotten language.

Her visions dissipating after a few minutes of mental torture. It was clear to her, the dark leader was the one causing this to her, she could feel an innate darkness within her commanding her to return. An order she did not want to follow causing her to panic rapidly looking around the cage for any exit like a cornered wild animal, starting to attack the bars with claws and teeth to somehow be free from this curse plaguing her mind. She feels a burning sensation from her chest area prompting her to unleash her forgotten powers. Though as she could not remember how, she could not use them.

Meanwhile in the infirmary Spyro is being awoken by Ignitus. "Good morning Spyro" Ignitus greets as he sees Spyros eyes shooting open. "I see you took the time to shower at some point, I didn't expect you to recover this quickly" Ignitus admired with an amazed look in his eyes. Looking around Spyro realizes Spark wasn't on the bed next to him anymore. "Looking for spark are ya? He left a few hours ago to aid in the hunt for supplies for the winter, autumn is soon upon us" Ignitus continued

Spyro was quick to get out of bed feeling his chest ache as he twists and turns to get on all fours. Beginning his walk towards the exit in a rush interrupting Ignitus who noticed he had something else on his mind. Passing by Cyrils quarters he hears loud snoring. He turns his head back to ask Ignitus, who's head was poking out of the infirmary. "Who is guarding Cynder?" "Terrador, I don't trust Volteer with such a task." Ignitus puffed. Spyro turns his head back without comment and starts walking toward the dungeon stairs. On the way down he hears growls and whines of distress from the dungeons, hearing how Terrador is trying to calm someone down.

He increases his pace to a run, but shortly after feeling a sharp pain from his chest forcing him to slow down again. Up ahead in the rocky tunnel he can see commotion, its Terrador who is in a panicked state as he can't seem to calm someone down no matter what he tries. Realizing that it was Cynder who was acting like a fierce animal trying to escape her cage. He rushes to Terradors side to gasp in shock the state Cynder was in. Her claws all bloody again from clawing at the walls and bars, tears pouring out of her eyes. "It's Fear" Terrador stated "Fear? What could make her this afraid?" Spyro stuttered

"There can only be one thing..." Terrador maintained. "You don't mean..." Spyro whispered "Yes... Malefor." Terrador claimed as he let out a sigh. Cynder turns her gaze towards Spyro and leaps back to cower in the corner... "The purple dragon" Cynder thoughts racing of all the bad outcomes this could come to. Terrador and Spyro watch in awe as she starts sobbing in the corner. "Atleast she calmed down" Terrador exclaimed sigh of relief... "Cynder?" Spyro stammered. Cynder turning slightly with a confused look in her eyes. "What is Cynder?" She mumbled "Your name?" Spyro asked confused. "My name? I-I can't remember. Who are you?!" She hissed. "Has she forgotten her past?" Terrador thought for himself. "Your name is Cynder" Spyro said in a consoling voice.

She turns slightly towards to Spyro with a confused look "How do you know that; I can't remember you?" She asks while sobbing. "It's a long story, My Name is Spyro"

Cynder turns to face her talker eye to eye. Their eyes interlocking as she does, Spyro immedietly disarmed by her emerald green eyes, making him relaxed and petrified at the same time. Cynder looking deeply into his amethyst eyes looking for answers, but to no avail. "Could this be the dragon in my vision? Could this guy really be a leader of the dark forces." Cynder pondering within her mind.

"You should run you know." Cynder muttered. "Why is that?" Terrador inquired. "Something dark is coming… An army of dark creatures marching toward a city lead by a Purple dragon" Cynder faltered.
"Spyro? No! That cant be, he is the very one who's fighting such dark creatures." Terrador pleaded.
"Well that's what I saw... its plagueing my mind... a city with a giant dragons head statue on a tall wall ... Being burned down by the dark creatures... innocent lives lost..." She argued. "Warfang..." Terrador bemoaned under his breath. "It has to be Malefors work" Spyro blurted out Terrador nodding in agreement.

"Who is Malefor?" Stammered Cynder. "A Large Purple Dragon trapped in the realm of convexity. He spreads his evil through the lands through his dark minions and generals... It was not long ago when his essence almost succeeded in escaping that realm. Spyro here stopped that from happening." Terrador ranting looking over to Spyro to signal the keeping of the truth for now"

Cynder: "So then it's not him then..." Referring to Spyro with an upwards nod. "I thought he looked larger in the vision... with a bit more darkness"

"We would have a real problem if it was him... Purple dragons having the most affinity for the elements. Spyro is just a teenager in dragon age. He will eventually become stronger as he grows older. Malefor destroyed all the other eggs of Spyros clutch to stop the rise of a new purple dragon, if not for Ignitus saving the egg before Malefors forces could break it back then... a lot of things would be different." Terrador argued.

Cynder who now was confident this was not the dark leader who tried to command her in her vision, could finally take a deep breath of relief calm down. Terrador clamps the shackles on Spyro and opens the cell door to put one on Cynder, Cynder giving a confused look as he puts it on her, getting her aggravated "Show her around Spyro" Terrador ordered, Spyro letting out an audible gulp

End of Chapter 4