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Before I begin let me just say that if a word looks like this: ple-e-ease. It is just my way of writing something that would sound like this: pleeeeease. So that cleared up let's begin
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"I can't believe it, were finally here," said Cynder looking at the doors that lead to the inside of Warfang, she looked beside her and saw Spyro standing next to her, "we'll stick together right?" asked Cynder worried about what might happen after she came inside. Spyro gave no answer and walked towards the door pushing on it and opening one slightly so that he could enter.
Cynder ran after him not wanting to get separated but once she entered the door closed behind her making her jump, she looked forward but couldn't see Spyro anywhere, "Spyro!" yelled Cynder hoping to get a response. After a while Cynder looked around and walked slowly into the city trying not to attract any attention, even thought all the roads and alley ways were completely abandoned, she spotted him turning a corner not far away and ran towards him trying to catch up.
When she turned the corner he was standing in the center of a circular courtyard talking to a dragon, she walked towards him relieved that she had finally caught up but when she was but inches away from him a fully grown dragon landed infront of her blocking her view of Spyro, "umm excuse but can you move?" asked Cynder trying to walk around him.
The dragon moved his paw and blocked Cynder's path once again. The dragon growled and smacked Cynder sending her flying a few feet away landing on her back but getting upright and quickly taking a fighting position, "look I don't want any trouble," said Cynder trying to stop this before it got worse.
The dragon lunged at her but Cynder quickly rolled out of the way and shot him with poison making him cringe and yell in pain, "are you okay?" asked Cynder worried that she might have hurt him more than she intended to, she walked closer and tried to look at the wound only to have him swat her away. She rolled a little but quickly stopped, "hey I was only trying to help!" yelled Cynder starting to get mad.
"since when do you help," said a voice from behind her, Cynder turned around and saw the dragon that Spyro had been talking with was looking at her, "last I remember is you killing almost everyone that got in your way...now you're doing the exact same thing." She was right, she could have easily ignored him and walk away dodging every move he threw at her but instead she fought, she turned around but was quickly tackled to the ground.
The dragon placed his paw on her throat and pressed down choking her, "Spy...Spyro," she tried to get his attention but he just seemed to ignore her and kept talking to the dragoness infront of her. Cynder struggled to get free but couldn't even budge the large paw, "Spyro...he...help me.." she was quickly running out of breath and twitched under the large dragon's paw.
"why should I?" asked Spyro surprising Cynder, "after all you nearly killed me and Sparx, we already defeated Malefor...I don't need you anymore," Spyro said coldly turning back at the dragoness. Cynder had tears on her eyes, "b...but I...thought..." "thought what...that I liked you,ha ha ha please, who could love a cruel and evil monster like you," said Spyro.
Cynder's vision started to grow blurry and her her breathing stopped, she looked at Spyro hoping that he would save her but was shocked when he saw him kissing with that other dragoness before her vision grew dark. Cynder Jolted upright panting and gasping for air confused for what had happened, she looked around and saw that she was in a dark room with light coming in from a single window next to her bed.
It was a nightmare?! just a nightmare...just a, Cynder began crying at the thought of what Spyro had said and done. She looked down trying to forget about what had happened but just couldn't get the image of Spyro and the dragoness kissing out of her mind, he wouldn't do that to me...would he? no, I refuse to believe it, Cynder dried her tears with her paw and slid out of bed walking towards the door and quietly opening it so that she didn't wake anyone around.
She quietly walked across the hall slowly opening the door to Spyro's room and peaked inside, she saw him sleeping soundly on his bed with light coming in from a window making it easier to look around. Cynder slowly walked inside and shut the door behind her, she padded towards him and extended her paw towards him ready to wake him up but stopped, he looks so peaceful...I shouldn't wake him, not for such a stupid question.
Cynder placed her paw back on the ground and slowly backed away accidentally tripping on a loose board and falling on her rear with a loud thump. Spyro snorted and looked around the room only to find Cynder sitting not far from him, "Cynder," Spyro yawned still tired, "what are you doing here the sun's not even up," said Spyro rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Cynder looked down feeling bad for interrupting Spyro's sleep but looked up and started to turn around, "sorry Spyro it's...it's nothing, sorry for bothering you," she turned around and started walking towards the door. "Hey Cynder," Cynder turned her head and looked at Spyro who was now sitting on the bed, "is everything alright? You look a little...worried," said Spyro noticing Cynder's expression.
"y-yeah I'm...I'm fine, really Spyro it's nothing to worry about," she turned around and reached for the door. "Tell me," she sighed and turned around, "if something's bothering you Cynder you can tell me, I won't judge," said Spyro looking at her with concern in his voice. "well," she walked closer and sat on her hunches, "would you le..." she closed her mouth and looked down trying to find a way to say it, I can't ask him if he would leave me for someone else, he would think that I don't trust him, plus were not even together.
"Cynder?" she looked up at him, "would I what?" asked Spyro wondering what she was trying to ask him. "would you le-e-eave me alone when we...umm," she closed her eyes trying to think of something to say, "get to-o-o the city of Warfang?" asked Cynder hoping that he would buy it. Spyro looked down looking somewhat sad, "you know if you didn't want to tell me you could have just said so," he lied back down on the bed and yawned, "you didn't have to lie."
"Spyro I..." Cynder looked down, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you," she turned around and walked towards the door slowly turning the doorknob. "Then tell me," cynder let go and turned around, "what did you really want to ask me...what's got you so worried that you couldn't have waited till morning." Cynder shut her eyes and sighed, "I...I had a," she looked up at him, "a nightmare...where I fought with a dragon and you were...were."
Cynder looked down trying to hold back some tears, "kissing...a dragoness," she whispered sobbing at the thought of him doing that. Spyro tilted his head and tried to understand, me kissing a dragoness...why would that upset her...maybe she's just upset about having to fight a dragon...or about her past. Cynder took a deep breath and looked up, "you also said something," Spyro looked up at her, she had tears running down her face and she looked to be really hurt for some reason.
"you also said th-that since w-we had already killed Ma-Malefor that you didn't n-need me any more," Cynder was crying rivers by now just remembering those words hurt her more than anything. Spyro opened his mouth trying to understand what had happened, Why would she take that so seriously? It was just a dream, Spyro jumped out of bed and walked towards Cynder and sat right infront of her.
"Cynder it was just a dream...why are you taking it so badly?" she looked looked down trying to think of what to say, "you know I would never say that to you so why do you think that I would." He's right...what was I thinking, I'm an idiot...not only did I disturb his sleep but offended his trust, "I'm sorry.." her crying slowed and she looked back up, "I should have known better than to question you."
She looked down disappointed at herself for having done such a thing, "then why did you?" asked Spyro somewhat hurt by how little trust she had in him, "look never mind just...just go back to bed," he lied down on his bed and faced the wall, "I'll see you tomorrow." Cynder gasped at what he said and felt hurt, he's angry at me...now he really want's to get rid of me...what did I do, I'm sorry Spyro...I'm sorry. She fell to the ground and rolled up into a ball starting to cry once again, Spyro looked back over his shoulder and saw her. It pained him to see her cry but she didn't trust him like he trusted her, I can't like someone who doesn't trust me.
He looked away and lied his head back down trying to fall asleep again, but with Cynder crying and the guilt he felt for not consoling her just didn't let him. "Cynder," she rose her head and looked at him, he sighed and turned around to face her, "I'm sorry..I didn't mean to make you feel bad..its just that I thought you trusted me more than that," she sobbed and looked away, "Cynder," she looked at him, "come here," he said making space for her to get on the bed with him.
She slowly rose off the floor and walked over to him looking down angry at herself for not trusting him, she slowly crawled onto the bed and lied down on her stomach, looking away from him so that he wouldn't see her how angry and sad she looked. Spyro took the blanket and covered her with it, "good night," she nodded, he turned around and tried to fall back asleep.
"sorry for not trusting you...you must hate me right now," Spyro sighed and turned around careful not to get too close. "I don't hate you Cynder...I don't think I can even do that," she smiled, though Spyro couldn't see it since she was still looking away. The two stayed silent for a while and finally fell asleep having nothing else to say.
Spyro groaned and slightly opened his eyes, there was light knocking at his rooms door and, Spyro being a light sleeper, had woken him up. The door creaked open and the face of a blue cheetah peaked inside, "Spyro? You awake?" asked Thorin while looking around the room, he saw Spyro's head slowly rise from behind Cynder and walked inside trying not to wake or disturb anyone's sleep.
Spyro yawned and blinked a few times trying to clear his vision, "Thorin...what are you doing here?" he shook his head and gently sat up trying not to awake Cynder. "It won't be long till the sun rises and when it does you better not be here, Thyrougn would have your heads...most likely Cynder's," he said pointing at the still slumbering dragoness.
"Thyrougn?" Spyro asked not knowing who he was talking about. "grumpy guy, middle aged, gray fur, chief of the village, my dad, the one that was all over Cynder nearly killing her yesterday...any of this ringing a bell?" Spyro realized who it was that he was talking about and looked up at him, "why is it that everyone else here has something against Cynder and you don't."
Thorin scratched his head and sat down in a nearby chair, "well for one it was Cynder and her army that got us banished from our former tribe over at the Avalarian fields," he looked at Cynder for a minute but shook his head and looked back up, "as for me not holding a grudge it mostly has to do to the stories my grandfather told me." Spyro looked at him somewhat confused, "stories? About what?"
"well he told me about the power and temptations that the first purple dragon held, and how many believed that Cynder had been a victim of said temptations...guess I believed the old man more than my father would've liked me to," he got up and placed the chair back where it was. "wait...you mean you used to be a member of Chief Prowlus's clan," Thorin looked over at him with a confused look. "Chief Prowlus?! Oh boy...yes we were in the same clan as Prowlus but when we were he wasn't the Chief...guess the old man finally kicked the bucket, shame he was a nice guy...understanding, great leader," he shook his head and looked down at the floor remembering the times he served along side the old chief.
Spyro stretched popping a few bones and looked down at Cynder, she looked so peaceful...so calm, he didn't want to ruin that but he had to wake her up otherwise they would both be in trouble. Thorin cleared his throat getting Spyro's attention, "not that its any of my business but are you two...mates?" Spyro fully opened his eyes and looked around trying to find something to say, "its just that you seemed very protective of her yesterday and you were both given one room each...and here you two are."
"uhhmm, well its just that she had a nightmare and needed someone to talk to," answered Spyro sparing the details, "and...no were," he sighed as if hurt by what he was about to say, "were not mates...just friends." Thorin grunted and looked down at her, "sure sounds like you wish you were more than that," he whispered loud enough for Spyro to hear and turned around walking out of the room shutting the door behind him.
Spyro looked down at Cynder and touched her shoulder lightly shaking her, she groaned a little before slowly opening her eyes, "why did you wake me up?" she sounded mad but Spyro assumed it was just because of how early it was and how little sleep she had gotten. He jumped out of bed and looked at her, "its almost morning, we better go or else there might be trouble."
Cynder yawned and slowly slid out of bed stretching causing her spine to pop a few times then proceeded to walk out the door, "you coming?" Cynder called from outside the room. Spyro followed her and together they walked out of the building, the outside was calm and, thought the sun hadn't come up yet, a few cheetahs were already working on building new homes and re-enforcing the walls.
Thorin walked towards them with a bow at hand and a bag on the other, "shall we go or do you wish to stay a little longer," he placed the bow around his shoulders and placed the bag on the ground next to him. Spyro looked at him confused by his words, "what do you mean? You're coming too." Thorin smiled and looked around, "well there isn't much for me here, I'd like to go exploring you know, see new places an..." Thorin was interrupted by the sound of a bell being rung.
They looked around and spotted the one ringing the bell, they looked around and saw a shadowy figure fighting cheetahs with a large sword. Even though there were more than ten cheetahs hitting him with spears or swords the creature didn't seem to get even a scratch, the creature swung his sword throwing all of the cheetahs away, severely cutting most of them.
Cynder looked a little scared at first but quickly ran towards the monster, "Cynder what are you doing?" she stopped and looked back at him, "we can't just stand around we gotta help them," she turned around and resumed running towards the enemy. She jumped at his throat but was caught by his hand, the creature looked at her and before it could do anything Cynder let out a siren scream straight at his face causing it to yell and throw her away sending her crashing right into the wall of a hut.
Spyro looked at Cynder as she crashed and looked back at the creature, he spit a fireball straight at it but it quickly dodged and ran towards him swinging his sword at him and Thorin who both quickly dodged. Spyro tried to run to a safe distance but was pinned to the ground by its hand, Spyro thinking fast spit a fireball straight into his face causing it to yell and fall backwards before swinging its sword at Spyro again.
Spyro closed his eyes and waited for the pain but heard it yell and when he opened his eyes he saw that it had two swords in his chest, the swords glowed red as if they had been left on a fire. "You okay?" Spyro looked beside him and saw Cynder looking down at him, her bindings had become undone and was bleeding from multiple areas seeming as if she was barely able to stand up.
The creature yelled and raised its sword for a final swing but stumbled back and finally fell, his sword disappearing in a cloud of black smoke. By know everyone had woken up and were looking around, some were studying the burning creature and others were helping out the injured. "What happened!" everyone looked at who had yelled and saw that it had been Thyrougn, he walked towards the still burning creature and studied it, "these creatures preside in the forests to the north...what are they doing all the way over here"
Cynder walked towards him looking down at the creature, "we killed one while we were still wondering around," Thyrougn's eye twitched and he slowly reached for his sword, "it must have followed us here, sorrahh," Thyrougn swung around with his sword cutting Cynder across the face. As soon as he did that Spyro lunged at him and pinned him to the ground causing guards to surround both dragons.
"This is all your fault if it wasn't for you my men would still be alive," he said struggling to get free from Spyro's grip. "If it wasn't for us you would have lost more men, you should be grateful that we helped you!" Cynder shouted back causing the cheetahs to close in with their spears. "sir," they all looked to an injured cheetah, "there are more closing in...ten maybe more, what should we do?" he asked fighting to stay standing.
"fire," everyone looked to Thorin who was holding one of the swords that Cynder had used to impale the creature, "heat up all your weapons, swords, spears, even arrow heads," everyone looked at him confused as to why he wanted them to do that. Thyrougn took advantage of the distraction to grab his sword and cut Spyro's stomach getting him off of him, "why should we do that? Guards shackle these two and don't let them out of your sight."
Two cheetahs came running carrying shackles which were strapped onto Spyro and Cynder's paws, after the two were locked a green chain appeared locking them both to the ground, "that there's a magic chain, you're not getting out of that without this," Thyrougn said waving a key in the air. "yes," Thorin took the key from his father which caused him to look at him in surprise, "they are, they helped us take this thing down not to mention teach us of its weakness."
Thyrougn raised his sword and pointed it at him but before he could threaten him a bell atop the wall rang once more, "they're retreating!" yelled the cheetah ringing the bell. Thyrougn lowered his sword and ran towards the wall, the creatures were moving away as the light of the sun crept towards them. Thorin took the opportunity to unchain Spyro and Cynder, "take these two to the healer," Thorin ordered a guard who only nodded in response and signaled the two to follow him.
"okay people I need everyone to place anything flammable we got outside the walls, place rags on your arrow heads, heat up your spears and swords, grab any torches we have. Those things will come out as soon as the sun goes down, so we better be ready," the cheetahs nodded and left to look for anything they could use. "how are you so sure that this will work," asked someone from behind him.
Thorin recognized the voice and sighed turning around to see his father standing infront of him with an angry look upon his face, "what other choice do we have." "we deliver them the dragons, they're the ones they're after not us, at least that way we'll have a chance," he looked towards where the dragons had been chained only to find that they were gone.
"don't bother they're gone, and if we did do what you say they would only go after us next. If you don't like the plan that's fine, but I'm not going to stand around listening to your bad decisions," with that Thorin left leaving his dad staring after him with a look of true hate on his face. "fine, but don't expect me help!" he yelled at Thorin who was walking towards the wall.
He stopped and looked back at him, "I never did."
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I don't know why but I feel like I'm getting worse with every chapter...which you guys probably agree to...hey I have an idea, if anyone, even if it's just one person still want's me to keep writing this leave a review...and even if nobody does I'm still going to keep writing seeing as how I'm coming up with the story as I go I'm actually curious as to what will happen further in the story...still reviews are good, they give me a reason to keep writing..don't know why they just do.
Well that said I leave you to read other stories, watch T.V. Or play video games whichever you want it's your choice anyway, peace.