Spyro Bridge Across Worlds Remake

by

Bolt Greywing

Restless Nights

When Spyro woke up in the middle of the night, he could sense that something wasn't right about this place. Somehow he felt more uneasy bout this place as if something bad was going to happen. Yet what could go wrong, Malefor was gone and Cynder was not going to turn evil again or would she? Spyro thought. Even though she turned evil again when Malefor exerted his powerful influence on her, Spyro didn't fight back when Cynder began to attack him. Spyro was able to change her back when he said he had nothing left to fight for in the past. She had truly changed from the first time the two had met and he couldn't ask for a better friend.

Spyro sat in complete silence for a full five minutes while listening to the various night time sounds. He could hear a bird somewhere in the surrounding woods as well as various nightlife, but the roar of the nearby waterfall dominated everything. In their haste they hadn't chosen a very good spot to bed down, but everything, seemed to be in order. He looked across the clearing to where Cynder was sleeping and though that he had just seen her move a bit. She hadn't woken up quite yet so he assumed that his imagination was playing tricks on him do to his lack of sleep. After spending the last few years of his life in constant danger, maybe he was overreacting just a bit.

Spyro got up and walked around the clearing making a round close to the edge of the woods, everything seemed to be in order and so he decided to head back to his temporary bed. On his way back Spyro noticed that Cynder had shifted positions during the night and was now stretching out along the grass with her head laying flat along the grass. He couldn't stop starring at her. It was probably a good thing that she was asleep or this would be a hard thing to explain. She was so beautiful, with her head out in the moonlight. He thought back to when he first met her, Cynder the Terror of the Skies, caught in Malefor's corruptive powers.

She was his worst enemy then, but now she was his best friend and he was glad for it. He had forgiven her for all the things that she had done, but he didn't think that she had forgiven herself. No one blamed her for what she had done, but she still held back, still tormented by her evil deeds. There was still that one creepy old Cheetah girl that not only mocked Cynder, but suggested that she would possibly join Malefor's command again. The thought of that happening sent shivers down Spyro's spine, just from the words alone. Spyro was filled with rage over the things Malefor had put her through, his blood boiling and rushing through his veins, at least he had made him pay, but it seemed like such a small price for all the things he had done.

But that didn't matter anymore, Malefor was gone, and he had long ago forgiven Cynder. He truly loved her, but he could never find a way to tell her how, he always stumbled when he went to tell her how he felt. Most of the time he had been running around trying to save the world. The life of a hero was never without its share of problems, first the apes who attacked his home when he was growing up, next the dreadwings themselves with their awful screech, then Cynder, the horrible dog beasts, the pirates and the many other horrible creatures sent out to stop him. Spyro was glad for the break in action and now he could finally concentrate on Cynder. Spyro moved closer towards Cynder, his ego was urging him to wake her up from her restful sleep. Tell her how you feel about her, tell her how she shines in the moonlight. His ego shouted at him.

Yet his conscience got the better of him and he decided to let her sleep in peace. Spyro crossed the clearing back to where he had bedded down for the night and tried to go back to sleep, but sleep wouldn't come. Spyro laid on his back looking at the stars in the night sky, thinking about the last few years of his life, about all that he had been put through, but mostly he thought of Ignitus. Ignitus was a fire dragon elder that taught him about who he was, he was the very first dragon he had ever met, a very wise dragon who taught him how to fly and how to fight. Ignitus was like a father to him, giving Spyro counsel and hope when he needed it the most, but alas he was gone. Ignitus gave his life so that Spyro and Cynder could cross the wall of fire, a decision that Spyro regreted. It was all his fault, if he hadn't brought back Malefor, if he had stopped the destroyer sooner, if... Spyro broke down into tears as he laid there crying until he could cry no more.

Cynder woke up from her peaceful dream only to find Spyro crying nearby, she knew that the passing of Ignitus had been especially hard on him. Cynder had seen Spyro turn dark once after Ignitus vanished in the flames, she had been a bit frightened at Spyro's change, but she reminded him about who he was. Spyro was able to turn back to the light, but the loss of Ignitus and his brother Sparx not being there on this final journal had weighed heavily on the young dragon. Cynder came up behind Spyro and placed a gentle paw on his back and asked. "Spyro are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine." he said while trying to hide his face from Cynder. He didn't want to look so vulnerable in front of her, he was just too proud to admit it.

"You miss Ignitus a lot don't you?" Cynder stated. "I do too Spyro, you have to remember that it wasn't your fault. Ignitus did that for you, because he wanted to, not because he had to. How are you remembering him, if you reject the last thing he did for you?"

"But there had to be another way, he could have..." Spyro pleaded.

"But he didn't Spyro, I know this is hard for you, but you can't change the past. Everyone has to pass on eventually." Cynder replied as she laid down beside him. "And you know he'll always be there when you need him, you've seen it yourself."

"I just can't help it Cynder, I just feel like I could have done something to stop it." Spyro sighed.

"You know you did everything you could have Spyro, try not to dwell on it too much." Cynder chuckled before going to sleep. "Get some sleep Spyro, you need your rest."

Spyro felt Cynder's heartbeat through her scales, to think that he was this close to her. Just being near her put his mind at ease and calmed him down. "Goodnight Cynder."

As Spyro dozed off again, he looked up at the sky and saw a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

Somewhere not very far away a group of apes was lying in wait. It seemed that not all of Malefor's forces were destroyed. A remnant group had taken over these mountains and set up a small base of operations. Dreadwing scouts had very recently reported sitings of the black and purple dragons in the area. This was too good an opportunity to miss out on, Malefor would be very pleased. The young dragon had sealed his fate and the apes would soon have their revenge, yet they decided to wait till Spyro would be at his most vulnerable position. The apes had the element of surprise and the waterfall would be a good place to dispose of the bodies.

"Captain scouts report that Spyro and the traitorous Cynder have just been spotted and are about to land." One of the ape lieutenants reported.

"Excellent things are going according to plan, gather as many troops as you can." The ape captain smirked. "We want to prepare a little surprise for our new found guests."

"Yes sir!" The lieutenant saluted and went off to work.

As soon as the lieutenant left he signaled three other apes to come over. "You three I want you to watch Spyro and Cynder and to report to me as soon as they fall asleep." The captain spoke.

"Right away sir, we won't let you down." The three apes replied before departing.

The ape scouts got into position to watch Spyro and Cynder, unfortunately one of the apes nearly made too much noise. As the dragon begin to stir he thought he had heard something, but he couldn't see anyone about, so he assumed that his mind was playing tricks on him again, not realizing he was actually being watched. The apes continued to observe the dragon for some time before the black one woke up and began to talk with the purple one, they overheard that the fire dragon master was gone. After a couple hours later the purple and black dragons were finally asleep again. The scouts left their hiding place and went back to report their news to the captain. The captain was joined by the lieutenant and twenty men by the time the scouts arrived. "The dragons are asleep captain and Ignitus is no more." The scouts reported.

"Good work Malefor would be pleased. Tonight we will strike down the purple pest, however the black one must not be harmed. I know our master said to capture both, but Spyro is more trouble than he is worth." The captain replied with a growl. "Let the hunt begin!"

(Author's notes: This part of the story I got to be a bit more creative with and I added a few things to spice up the story. Though this part of the story does contain a bit of foreshadowing, I wonder how many of you can pick it up? As of this chapter, only 3 pages from the original remain before we fully have the first chapter completely written. I like to say I am progressing this at a steady pace, and it seems like it is working.

Bare in mind that this chapter and the previous ones were only written on 2 pages of regular notebook paper both front and back. How do you guys like the story so far? Please feel free to leave a comment or review to this story if you like it. Bolt)