Spyro Bridge Across Worlds Remake
by
Bolt Greywing
One Month Later
As the world slowly began to unravel underneath the feet of Spyro and Cynder, Spyro asked for Cynder to leave because he wanted her to live so that she wouldn't be harmed. Cynder then told Spyro lets finish this together knowing full well if they failed there would be no place left to go. Together the two put all their strength and magic into one last ditch effort to stop the Destroyer once and for all. The combined might of these two powerful dragons was just enough to rebuild the world around them. However this power came at a great cost of leaving them without any magic to use.
One month later Spyro and Cynder were soaring through the open air and finally getting their first chance to spend time with each other. Now without any enemies to fight they were now at peace. Spyro had not felt this happy in quite a long time. He had defeated Malefor the greatest evil the world had ever known and now he could finally spend the rest of his life with Cynder. He couldn't help, but look on his former foe with a smile as she soared in front of him.
One of the biggest problems for these two dragons is that they never actually told each other how they cared about the other one. The two of them had focused so much thought on saving the world that they sort of forgot about each other. Spyro had kept these feelings to himself, because the last thing he wanted to do was ruin the friendship he had with her. As he watched her soar in front of him he couldn't keep from admiring her. She truly was something special.
"Hey Spyro, what's taking you so long?" Cynder called out from up in front of him.
"Huh... what... oh yeah I was just thinking." Spyro replied. He certainly had been thinking of Cynder as of late, but there was no way he was going to tell her that as he was still a bit shy around her. Taking a momentary pause to restructure his thoughts, he finally came back to answering Cynder's original question. "I was just wondering where we are. I don't see anything recognizable to tell us the way back to the dragon temple."
"Well we should stop for a while anyway, I'm tired and it looks like there is a good place to stop up ahead of us." Cynder replied as she pointed out what appeared to be a large cliff face overlooking a valley.
"Yeah I'm still pretty whipped out from that battle against Malefor and still haven't fully recovered all of my strength yet. I am having a hard enough time trying to keep myself awake while flying. I probably shouldn't have tried flying as far as I did today."
The two dragons landed at the edge of the cliff face and were much too tired to travel further in. Spyro from the top of the cliff looked out at the valley that stretched out before him. With his ears tunned into the sounds around him, Spyro could pickup the crashing noise of a nearby waterfall. As he looked further on, he could see what appeared to be a fast flowing river running along the base of the cliff and stretching out into the valley below them. The valley itself was dotted with many hills and low mesas that reminded Spyro about the day he spent in the valley of Avalar.
Along one side of the valley there was a massive forest, stretching as far as the eye could see in the fading light. Along the other side there appeared to be what looked like a bunch of small villages that dotted a large plain. But there was also some evidence of the large cataclysmic force that had nearly destroyed their world. Large jagged scars were etched into the ground below, some almost reaching a mile in length. The river itself had also changed its course, the old path was visible as a dark stain running across the land. The new path swept across both plain and forest alike, leaving the river stained with mud and debris. Oh the heavy price paid for one dragon's malevolence.
When Spyro turned around Cynder was already nestled under the shade of a nearby oak tree. "It looks like there are multiple villages nearby, we should be able to fly to one of them tomorrow and find out where we are. This place is certainly not anywhere I have ever been to before." Spyro spoke.
"Hmm... that's nice." Cynder muttered half asleep for her mind was already in dreamland. Spyro decided to see if Cynder was actually asleep or if she was just being agreeable for the moment.
"And after that were going to go resurrect Malefor and the Destroyer..." Spyro replied mischievously just to mess with her.
"Sounds good..." Cynder replied taking no notice of what he just said.
"And you clearly aren't paying any attention to a word I say." Spyro chuckled as he laid down across the clearing from Cynder. Looking across the clearing he couldn't help, but admire her again. She was already sleeping peacefully, curled up in a ball with her head over her tail. Her large wings made a canopy over her to prevent the Sun from providing too much light on her in the morning. She was so beautiful and he couldn't help his feelings for her. Maybe he would tell her tomorrow. Now with Malefor gone he wouldn't have much responsibility anymore.
He wasn't the savior of the planet anymore, perhaps now he could settle down and live a normal life. Then again he never truly lived a normal life, being raised by dragonflies for half his life was not part of a dragon's normal upbringing. Not to mention that he found out that he was a dragon destined to save the world, and was thrown into a wild lifestyle of training and fights. One day he would have to come back some day to visit his Mom and Dad who lived in the swamp. That brought Spyro to thinking about his former dragonfly brother Sparx that is if he was still around.
Yes he could live as normal a life as he could, and he wanted Cynder to be there with him every step of the way. As he drifted off to sleep as well, he thought to himself about the life that he could have. But he too had an unknown path set out before him. Little did he know that while one adventure had ended, another had just begun. This one would be more life changing than the last, and while the last one had nearly ended one world, the next would have two hanging in the balance.
(Author's notes: I tried to contact the original author of this story but to no avail. So I am going to push forward with this story. Please feel free to leave a comment or review to this story if you like it. Bolt)