Hey y'all! Hah! I'm back! Well...please don't shoot me for keeping Ignitus alive for so long...
Anywho. Enjoy!
I don't own anything but my OC's

And I'm NOT stealing anyone's ideas, I created Jon while a go, I was going to put him in the last chapter, but changed his character, and put him in this one. I wrote this chapter a long time ago. I didn't know how it finish it, so not a word about my little adorable, silver dragon, 'Kay? Enjoy!

OH! And I couldn't remember if the Chronicler had a pool of vision or not, so I just made up a crystal ball/pool type thing. Real original I know…

Ignitus' POV

I opened my eyes slowly, taking in the surroundings. There where books everywhere. Some where small, some where large, more books than I could ever read in a normal dragon's lifetime.

I smiled when I realized where I was. I noticed the familiar teal dragon, hunched over a book. "Ah Ignitus," He said, his baritone voice filled the room, "Old friend."
I smiled, as my heart was warmed, "It has been far too long hasn't it?" I said.

He turned around, "I have been the Chronicler for millennia, but now it is time for me to pass the job to you. At the beginning of each age a new Chronicler is chosen, and that is you, but the Ancestors wanted you to live for Spyro's sake." (A/N: Ignitus' POV was the hardest.)

A small wind whirled around the room, as the Old Chronicler started fading, "It is now your turn to be the Chronicler, you've lived a good life, now I pray that you will lead other dragons to be like you." He said. He took off his leathery armor, and placed it over my head, and on my shoulders, "Fair well my friend. And Good luck." He smiled one last time, and disappeared.

A warm aurora engulfed me, and when it faded, and my talons touched the ground again, I looked around. My scales were now teal and all the knowledge of the Chronicler was now mine. The Chronicler's words rung out pure and true, 'Good luck'

I smiled as I looked in the vision pool, and said, "Show me Spyro."

Spyro's POV

I haven't eaten in a while and my stomach rumbled loudly. It broke the silence in the room; Terrador looked up from the table he was standing at, "Go on. Get something to eat Spyro."

"Really? I can leave? I thought we were...bye."
I walked out of the room swiftly, and bumped into Flame. "Oh...Spyro, sorry, I didn't see you there." He stuttered, shyly.
I laughed, and said, "It's okay Flame. It's my fault, but what exactly are you doing in this part of the temple?"

He looked at his talons, "Um...I was um...going to see...if I could...be the next fire guardian."
Something stabbed my chest, "Oh...okay...right. Well good luck."

I quickly walked away, and blinked the tears away. I felt the anger bubble up inside me again, but I pushed the feeling away. When I looked up a very familiar black dragoness was smiling in front of me, "Cynder." I said, "Hi..."

She smiled again, and said, "Hey, I was just going to go get some lunch...you want to join me?"
My mind went blank for a very long second, "...oh yea...I was actually going to get some too."

She smiled again, "The kitchen isn't very far from here, just past the throne room...come on." She said.

Xx xX

I followed her to the kitchen, and walk in on an angry chef throwing a cleaver at a cheetah, "I've had it with you!" The fire dragon shouted.

He threw down his chef hat, his tendons in his neck were sticking out, "You know what? If you think you're SO smart, why don't YOU take my job as head chef, 'cause I quit!"

He stormed out of there, and nearly ran over Cynder. As soon as the door closed, the entire kitchen cheered. "C'mon Cyn...there's got to be something to eat." I said as I grabbed her paw, and pulled her along through the zigzagging turns of the kitchen.

The new cheetah cheff stopped us, "It is Spyro! And the former 'Terror of the Skies'! What a pleasure! What can I get you two?"
I scowled, "She has a name."

The cheetah's eyes widened, and he bowed, "Many apologies Master Spyro, it's just...you saved the world, many times. How can we repay you?"
A sly smirk spread across Cynder's face, "You could get us some lunch, meat particularly."

The cheetah turned around, and shouted,"Did you hear that? The pretty lady wants meat! Chop chop!" I looked at Cynder, I was about to say something, but was interrupted by Sparx...when did he get here?

"Spyro!" Sparx shouted, "Somethin' is wrong bro. Seriously, I haven't seen Hunter in days, at first I thought he was on a vacation with his kitten, but I was told she was at the village."

"Well let's go look for him." I suggested, "But, we're going to eat first."
Sparx sighed, "You better not take forever, or I'll go all—"
Cynder laughed, "Oh Sparx, you amuse me."

I rolled my eyes as they got into it again. "Well you know what?" Cynder snapped, "I should have eaten you all those years ago, but Spyro convinced me not to!"

Sparx gasped, "You…you monster! Why would you want to eat me? Dragonflies taste terrible."
Cynder smirked and said cockily, "How would you know? Huh Sparx?"
Sparx stuttered, and finally said, "Uh…I…I just know,"

Oye Caramba. (A/N: Yes I did use Spanish, not one word.)

Hunter's POV

I've been stuck in the cheetah village for four days now, I would think that Spyro would notice I was missing, seeing as I saved him a lot. My tail swished back and forth impatiently as I looked around.

I was chained to the pole in the center of the village. Again, it's becoming a nasty habit, and not the kind you should enjoy. Prowlus walked up to me, his fur was rustling with the wind, "There's going to be a storm tonight," He said, there was an unwelcoming edge to his voice, "Do you want to have shelter?"

I sniffed the air...defiantly a storm coming.
He stepped closer, his tail curling and un-curling, "Hunter?"
I looked in him the eye, "Will I be set free afterwards?"

Prowlus laughed, "Oh Hunter, you honestly want to leave your own kind, for those...those beast?"
I held back a growl, "They are not beast Prowlus! And you know that!"

He snarled, his lip curling, and said, "Do you not remember Malefor, and Cynder?"
I pulled against the chains, and shouted, "She is not like that anymore!"

How could he think that? Ignitus trust her, isn't that good enough for him?
Prowlus spit on the ground, "Suite yourself."

Autumn, (my girlfriend) stormed up to Prowlus, as thunder rumbled in the distance. Leaves swirled in a circle around her. It was obvious she was angry, "Autumn!" Prowlus barked, "Get back in the caves!"

She growled deeply, and yelled, "You can't just kidnap him Prowlus! He's one of us!"
Her tail swishing back and forth furiously and her fluffy ears twitched. Her fist were clamped at her side.

Prowlus snarled, his hair stood on end, and said through his teeth, "He left us! And I am trying to be reasonable with Hunter...but he is making that impossible!"

I smirked, and coolly said, "Autumn, it's okay."
Her brows crinkled together, and she protested, "But you'll die if you don't come back with us!" Her eyes were suddenly full of emotion.

I lost, she was all it took, "Fine." Prowlus unlocked the hand cuffs, and lead us down to safety, but the storm started before we could get all the way to the caves.

It was calmer than before...not a bird chirping or squirrel rustling...even the river seemed quiet.
"Run, quickly." I shouted.
We made a mad dash to the caves, and I turned around, I probably shouldn't have.

The clouds were green, blue, and red lightning flashed in the clouds, we were almost there, but the winds started. Autumn was already in the cave, shouting our names, "Hunter! Prowlus! Hurry!"

The wind pushed us back, and we tumbled backwards. I grabbed onto a tree, and Prowlus grabbed my ankle. I grunted, as my knee popped from the strain.

I slowly got down on all fours, and slowly made it to the cave, Prowlus followed my lead. It started raining. Cold, hard rain, the kind that stung everywhere it touched.

After what felt like hours, we finally made it to the caves. Let it be said, that cats don't like water.
(A/N: I know, I know, some cats like water. Don't give me any junk about it okay?)

Zeyra's POV

I woke up next to Cyril. "Wha? Where...am I?"

It was a room...like...a class room... the room was incredibly cold, or was that because I was with Cyril.
He sighed, fog coming out of his nostrils, and said, "You're in my class room."

He had one paw on his cheek, and the other was tapping his desk with a talon, making a clink sound. He was sitting in a chair, and his tail swished back and forth.

His wings shuddered, "Are you okay?" He asked.
I shrugged, "It's not something you'd want to get used to."

He smirked, "Agreed, I did not enjoy the feeling either."
I raised a brow, "When did it happen to you?"

He let out a ragged sigh, "When Ignitus was attacked."
I shivered, and sneezed. Why do I always sneeze when I shiver? Someone tapped on the door,
"Come in." said Cyril.

The door creaked open, and it was an ice dragon, "Ah yes, Paul, how can I help you today?"
He stepped all the way in, and closed the door. He cleared his throat, and said, "Um, I...um wanted to ask you..."

Cyril stepped away from his desk, "Yes Paul?"
Paul gulped, "I was wondering...if I could...um...I could uh help around after...um class."

I peeked around from behind Cyril's desk. Woah...
I bit my bottom lip gently, Paul's face reddened, as Cyril said, "Certainly Paul," Cyril glanced back at me, like he almost forgot about me. "Oh right, Paul, this is Zeyra." In a matter of fact tone

Cyril motioned for me to come out, and I walked next to him, and waved weakly, "Hi." I said.
"Hi," He said also.

I looked at my talons shyly. "Well, thanks for coming Paul," Cyril said, breaking the silence.
My stomach rumbled, I took a deep breath, and muttered, "Really?"

"And that's the sign for lunch, Paul want to join us?' Cyril asked. Paul thought for a moment, "Sure Uncle Cyril."
Wait what? "Uncle?" I asked.

Cyril nodded, and laughed, "Why yes Zeyra, as a matter of fact, Paul's bloodline is rather fascinating,"
I put a paw over my face as Cyril went on and on about how Paul really should be some kind of hybrid between ice and fire, and that Cyril himself is the purest bloodline of ice dragons there are, going all the way back to the first ice dragon herself, Freyze.

Xx East Court Yard xX

I looked down at the dead fowl. I poked it with a talon, and cringed back, half expecting it to attack me. Cyril chuckled, and said, "It's dead Zeyra, it's not going to attack you."

Paul snickered, but stopped when I shot him a glare. I sliced down its spine, and skinned it. After all the little feathers flew away in the wind, I ate the fowl hungrily. 'I'll make you slaughter your friends.' Tears threatened to come, I can't break down here.

The green she-dragon b— I mean she-dragon who just attacked me in the sanctuary walked up to Cyril, she looked over at me with disgust.

Cyril looked up, and smiled, "Lyna, how are you today?"
"Fine I guess, I wanted to ask you something..." She sat next to me.

When I say, 'Can it get any worse?' I'm not actually making a challenge, and yet Life is like, 'Challenge accepted.' I looked up, "Um...Cyril can I go to my room?"
He gave me a shocked look, "What's wrong Zeyra?"

I sighed, "Oh nothing, nothing, I just need some time to myself."
He nodded, and replied to Lyna, "I'll be right back."
Paul stood up, "Um...Cyril, I-I'll take her to her room...if you need me too..."

I looked up at him, with curiosity written all over my face. Cyril raised a brow, "Really? Are you sure Paul, because you don't have—"
He put up a paw, "No, it's fine Uncle Cyril, I have to go home, and practice anyways."

Cyril turned to me, "Are you okay with that?"
I cocked my head to the side, "I thought the guardians were only supposed to watch me...but sure, why not."
Just hurt yourself farther, real smart Zeyra.

"Yes...but his father has a seat on the council, so I'm making an exception."
I sighed heavily, and looked up at Paul, "Okay, fine. I'll show you the way."

Xx outside of the Academy xX

I stopped when we were far enough away from the school, and jumped around quickly, "Now Paul, what do you want with me?" I snapped a strange edge to my voice. He looked shocked, and stuttered, "I-I just wanted to—"

"What? Get revenge on me for my dad hurting your family somehow?" I shouted. No one was around us. He didn't answer, but his eyes were full of sorrow.

"That's what I thought." And with that I whipped around, and walked off.
"Wait," He called out, "Zeyra, I wasn't going to do anything, I-I...I just wanted to help."

I stopped short, and slowly turned around, "Excuse me? You wanted to help?" Confusion covered my voice thickly, and a voice that only I could hear rang out, 'You have until the next moon.' I closed my eyes tightly as every muscle in me tightened, and the feeling seeped into my heart, 'That's not fair!' I shouted.
Malefor chuckled, 'I never said I would be fair.'

"Zeyra?" Paul asked, getting closer.

I started shaking, and when I spoke, my voice was warped, and echoed, "P-Paul...get a-away."
He didn't listen.
"I-I don't want to hurt y-you." I continued.

"I'm not leaving you." He said. I started to gain control, and looked up at him, he smiled, and I heard Malefor growl in protest, 'I will let you go...this time Zeyra, but don't forget, you will slaughter him as well.'

The feeling slowly faded, and both of my eyes opened slowly, and my muscles unlocked, "I'm okay." I smiled.

Paul's head cocked to the side, "Really? Cool." He walked closer, and started to give me a hug, but I protested, "Wha-What are you doing?"
His face lit red, "I-It felt natural...I-I'm sorry."
I turned around, and started walking to my house. We walked in an awkward silence, and when we tried to talk we talked at the same time.

When I got to the room, he said goodbye, and when I closed the door, I sunk to the floor, and smiled. And for once I was...almost happy.

Cynder's POV

We sat in the field outside of Warfaing, soaking up the wonderful rays of the sun, I hungrily ate the chunk of meat, Sparx looked at it.

His mouth watered, "Dragon's get everything. Technically I am a dragon,"
"No," I said, licking my talons, "You're a dragonfly, and technically, you're a fly, so feel free to fly over to that du—"

He pointed his finger at me, "Don't you dare say it, don't you say it."
A large smile spread across my muzzle, "Oh why not Sparx? You are a fly aren't you?" I teased, "So shouldn't you eat like a fly?"

He growled, but stopped short when he realized, "Yes...I am a fly. And flies can eat meat, so move over!"
Spyro stopped him, "Sparx. No. Remember last time you tried meat?"

Sparx shivered, and said, "Yeah, yeah. But sometimes it's just worth the suffering...so MOVE!"

He was about to fly into the meat, when I swallowed it whole, and smiled evilly, "Too late." Meheheh. Sparx grumbled, and sat on Spyro's horn, and crossed his arms. He muttered under his breath, "Stupid...freaking she-dragon."

Spyro rolled his eyes, and looked over at me, "Cynder," He chuckled, "Why do you mess with him like that?"
I shrugged, "Why shouldn't I?"

Xx xX

We flew to the Cheetah Village quickly, the clouds were too dark to fly in, and we had to fly lower, but Spyro ran into several trees along the way. When we landed I looked around in shock, "What happened?" I sky was darker than in Warfang, and the air was damp.

Wind whirled around us, and Sparx held onto Spyro's horn. "Spyro! Don't make any sudden movements, or I'll fall off." Sparx shouted.
Sparx grunted, as he held on tightly to Spyro's horn. I walked over to the dock of Cheetah Village, and gasped.

Trees were uprooted, and broken in half, huge holes in the ground where lightning struck, and leaves and branches were everywhere! It didn't even look the beautiful field I remembered.

Spyro eventually was at my side, "Wow." He said softly, "What happened? Are the cheetahs alright?"
I glanced over at him, only to find him gazing back at me, I got butterflies inside, and I looked away. "Awkward." Sparx sang out in a soprano tone.

I rolled my eyes, and replied to Spyro, "Only one way to find out, c'mon, let's go." I jumped off the dock, and soared three feet off the ground, Spyro flew next to me.

We soared over, and under fallen trees and branches, until we finally saw some life. They came out of the caves, and looked up at us. We landed, and as if on cue Prowlus said, "What do you think you're doing here, demon?"

I narrowed my eyes, and started towards him, but Spyro stopped me, and said, "We were looking for Hunter, and we assumed he came here."

Prowlus' lip curled slightly, and a faint growl came from his throat, "Purple dragon, you're assumption is wrong, Hunter isn't here—"

I clenched my jaw, "You're lying! Spyro, he's lying, I just know it."
Prowlus growled loudly, and said, "You have no way of knowing—"

A familiar voice filled the air, "Prowlus, there's a way back to the—" Hunter stopped when he saw us.
"And that's—" I said sassily, "—how we know you're lying."

Malefor's POV

Xx At night xX

Dyron yawned loudly as he looked over the map, "We've taken over here, here, and as we speak, we're seizing here," His talon moved over from place to place. I grunted, "And the Guardian's know nothing of this?" I asked.

He nodded, "You can do whatever you want to Avalar, and I won't interfere, as long as I get to kill Terrador, we have some...unfinished business."

I nodded, and turned away from the table, "I've some…business to attend to."

Asha looked up, "Where are you going?" She asked.
"Stay here, you'll just get in the way." said I.
She walked over to Dyron, and looked at the map. I turned away, and left the fortress.

Xx xX

I landed by some distant village, and yawned loudly. Torches were lit, among the houses. You really couldn't call them houses...more like the things I allow the grublins live in.

I saw a hatchling wonder out of his house, and slip, and tumble over a basket, rolling along with the contents of the basket. He stopped at my paws, and looked up at me. His scales caught the moonlight, and I realized he was silver. Silver? Interesting...

He stood up shakily, and started to back up when he realized who I was. He let out a shaky breath. "Hello little one," I said, a smile teased at the sides of my muzzle; "Shouldn't you be safe inside?"

He backed up, until he fell over one of the fruits from the basket. "I-I..."
I smiled, "There's a lot of big bad dragons out in the big world, has your momma told you never to go alone at night?"

He stood strong, and puffed out his chest in an attempt to look brave, "I'm not scared! I'm trying to prove to everybody that I can defeat the grublins who attack the town."

He seems overly confident, I could use him...
"I could help you. I...know the whereabouts of the grublins..."
His eyes lit up, "Really? You do?"

I nodded, "Yes, if you come back tomorrow, I'll show you were he is, but you must not tell anyone you saw me. It would...ruin the surprise of you being the hero."

He nodded, "Okay, I'm Jon."
In the dark he couldn't see who I really was, "I'm—" I paused to think, and remembered that dragon I talked to, who uncannily reminded me of myself when I was his age, "I'm Ilyer." I shifted my appearance, to resemble Ilyer. I may not be able to go as drastically as Dyron, but I can fool people.

An angry dragoness came out of Jon's house, "Jon! Get back in here! You're in so much trouble!"
He sighed, "That's my mom." He turned around, and ran back towards his house, "I'm comin' mom!"

Okay! I hope you liked it! Don't kill me for making it short, but the next chapter...duh duh duuuuuuuh...*dramatic pose* revels all!

Stuff you would have NEVER...SEEN...COMING. It will blow you away. You'll walk away thinking, 'Holy Moly, I never saw that coming, I was blown away.'

I'm going to be like those commercials after the shows on ABC Family (Which if you ask me, it's not living up to it's name) and freak your minds. That sounded awkward. Anywho here it goes.

"Spyro, she's not the dragoness we all thought she was"

"Flame, don't you love me?"

"I can't take this anymore!"

"I'm going to avenge Ignitus' death, Cynder. Even if it's the last thing I do."

"What do you mean he's my dad?"

And the craziest part of all...

*Sparx floating out of his room, and looks around to make sure no one's looking, and stuffs a big, nasty, mushroom in his mouth...and enjoys it.*

Oh the horror! =)
Now please review...I'll love you forever.

\. /

\ /

\ /

\/