Chapter 2
"It says, 'in the highest regards'"Cynder pointed out as Spyro beckoned for the letter, Cynder handed it to him as he opened the letter. It was written in a very elegant font, but Spyro could make it out just enough to put together what the letter said: "my dear Spyro Cynder, I have decided that tomorrow might be a nice day to take a quick break from all the buzz at the Academy, so I figured I'd ask the two best Skylanders I know to sub for me in my absence tomorrow, there will be instructions at my desk in the Grand Library. In the highest regards, Master Eon" Spyro's jaw slightly dropped, "wait, he wants us to teach for him?" "Wait what?" Cynder grabbed the letter in looked for herself, "this is going to be so cool!" Cynder expressed a sign of excitement as Spyro heavily sighed in exhaustion, "I'm not a teacher" Spyro grumbled as Cynder trotted to his side, "you have to try new things, hon, besides, you can lead the Skylanders, what's so different with a few Cadets?" Cynder asked as Spyro groaned once more. "I-I just think that this is a little out of my level, Cyn, you know I can't teach, I'm just not good at it, remember when I tried to teach Sparx how to be nice for a change? I'm hopeless" Spyro sighed, Cynder folded her wing around Spyro's back to try and lighten his spirits, " that was Sparx, and besides, you have to try, or else, you'll never know what you can do" Cynder kissed Spyro's cheek, "besides, it's not like you can stop me from making you go, I'd be very disappointed" Cynder explained as she drew nearer to their bed, "that's true, the last thing I'd want is for you to be sad, if you insist, I'll go with you to sub" Spyro stated as Cynder lightly giggled, "I knew you wouldn't disappoint" Cynder murmured in Spyro's ear. "Well, I aim to please, but if everything screws up, I'm outta there" Spyro announced as he wrapped his wing around Cynder's side, "but I would give anything to see my old team at the Academy, I wonder how they're doing?" Spyro wondered as Cynder nuzzled her head deep into Spyro's chest, "well, you can ask them tomorrow, when we get to the Academy" Cynder mumbled to Spyro once more as she drifted off to sleep, but Spyro stayed up for an extended period of time, wondering, "what'll be going on at the Academy? How will my friends be doing? Am I really cut out for this? This seems awfully coincidental, could it be a trap?" These were all things Spyro asked himself in his thoughts, questions, that he couldn't answer yet. Finally (and I mean finally) Spyro let sleep overtake him, and he was swept away into the land of dreams, awaiting the pale dawn of tomorrow.
He stood on a tall platform, floating in the darkness, he turned to see a familiar face, "why, hello there, Spyro" Spyro was startled back by none other...than Dark Spyro, "what? How? You should be dead" Spyro declared as Dark Spyro floated around him in a full circle, "we're in a dream, dimwit, I may be dead in reality, but I'll always haunt your subconscious" Dark Spyro chuckled, "why have you of all people come in my dreams?" Spyro fiercely questioned as Dark Spyro chuckled yet again, "you really are clueless aren't you? I'd tell you, but where's the fun in that?" Dark Spyro explained as Spyro started to growl menacingly, "so help me, I swear, you'll be nothing but scraps when I'm done" Spyro growled, "in a dream? Are you stupid or something? You can't hurt me, but me, oh, I can hurt you alright!" Dark Spyro placed his palm on Spyro's forehead, revealing the true nightmare, he saw himself, with a sprained wing, him and Cynder teaching, him fighting an unknown darkness, another dragon flirting with Cynder (this is teasing the subplot in Growing Bonds), and in the end, one glowing green eye illuminated the darkness of his dreams and Spyro was back on the platform, "speechless? Thought so, I bet your trembling in this dream, and real life! Ta-ta Spyro" Dark Spyro chuckled as Spyro awoke from his nightmare.
"Gah!" Spyro gasped as he shook awake from the nightmare, Cynder still resting peacefully, "why is it always me?" Spyro thought to himself as he laid his head back down to sleep once more.