So this is my first fanfic ever, I don't mind criticism and I accept it if it is to help me write better in the future :) Please leave comments or suggestions of how I can better my story as it goes along. Thanks everyone! _

Torches lined the walls down a narrow passageway where to boys, about fifteen years old, walked in silence side by side. They knew what was at the end of the passage, passed the closed door, so they didn't have much to say. They walked to the door and paused for a moment when the boy on the right let out a sigh and turned to the boy on his left.

"I wonder what It's gonna' happen to em' today, huh?" The boy asked.

"Not sure." The other boy answered back. "So far from what we've seen its probably gonna' be pretty intense."

"Yeah I hope those two are alright." The boy let out another sigh taking his attention off the other boy back towards the door when they heard a roar and a loud crash. "Well we might as well go in, I can hear them already, sounds like more fighting is going on."

"Yeah, lets go." The other boy answered turning back towards the door, lifting his hand to push it open.

The door creaked loudly the to entered the dark dungeon-like room. The floors were covered by years of moss that gave it an old castle appearance. There were no windows in the room and no torches lining the walls exccept for the few that followed a pathway of dirt towards the center of the room. It was there in the center of the room atop a small set of stairs. There sat an arc that seemed to glow in the darkness.

As the boys walked down the path, the torches they passed would flicker suddenly, then go out as if a breeze had come through. The two didn't pay attention to it as they were accustomed to it happening, and they focused their attention on the gateway that lied ahead. When they ascended the small flight of stairs the last of the torches were blown out and the only light that could be seen in the darkness was from the mysterious glow that surrounded the arc. The two sat down on the old stone floor and tried to get comfortable as they knew it would be sitting there for a while.

The arc began to swirl and twist as it was focusing onto two figures. When the arc stopped spinning and the image became clear, it showed two creatures running from something. One of the two creatures stopped abruptly and turned around allowing the boys to see its face more clearly. From what they have read in books, the creature closely resembled a dragon, from what they read and seen. It had purple scales covering its entire body, his chest and underbelly, however, were a magnificent gold color which could barely be seen from all the dirt and smoke that was smeared across it. It had two ivory horns that curved slightly to two deadly points. Many cuts, bruises, gashes, and scars could be seen all across his body. The boys didn't know what qualified a "well built" dragon, but they could see muscles flexing in preperation of what he was about to do. The two sat and watched silently as the purple dragon made his move.

The purple dragon shot a fireball at a figure that was surrounded in a black and evil mist. In the mist nothing but cold, yellow eyes that would terrify even the toughest and bravest man or dragon alive could be seen. The evil entity ignored the attack, and continued passed the purple dragon swiping him away with talons that appeared from the mist. It moved towards the other dragon still running from the attacker.

"I've got you now you wretched little dragon. Now I will show you why you never betray me" A dark and sadistic voice came from the entity. With each word that was said the hairs on the boys necks stood on end. Suddenly arms appeared out of the mist as it reached for the dragon.

"Let go of me!" The dragon screamed as she was grabbed by the hands of her attacker. "Spyro! Help me!"

When the hands grabbed the dragon she was pulled up into the air and could be seen in full view. She was covered with black scales and her chest was a dark almost blood red color. She had many horns protruding from the sides and back of her head that curved back. She also had silver cuffs around her throat, legs and her tail looking almost like shackles. She would be increadibly beautiful if she to didn't have the smoke, dirt, cuts, and bruises across her body much like Spyro's.

The hands of the dark figure had a firm grasp on the dragon. The boys held their breath hoping that the purple dragon Spyro would get back up. But he didn't get up from the ground he looked battle worn was in imense pain, obviously he had reached his limits from continual fighting before the boys had even arrived.

"C-Cynder." Was all that came from the dragon as he watched the life get strangled out of the other dragon. "N-No!"

The evil creature threw the dragon away and gave a twisted and maniacle laugh.

"See young dragon, I told you, you were no match for me, and now you see the consequences of your actions by challenging me?"

He gave another evil laugh as he walked towards the fallen dragon. The mist lowered to the ground close enough so he could whisper to Spyro's ears and taunt him.

"And now." He began. "I'm going to make you watch me, as I torture your little dragoness friend over there."

"No!" Spyro shouted. The voice from the mist gave another evil laugh as he proceeded towards the other dragon. Just as it reached out to grab hold of the dragoness still lying on the floor trying to breath, Spyro began to glow and the ground trembled as he started to rise from the floor.

Just as soon as he had grabbed Cynder, Spyro let out all of his rage."DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!" He roared as loud as he could.

"What th-" Was all the voice could say as he was struck by a beam of pure, golden energy. The voice roared as the mist was being dispersed from him revealing a very tall pure black dragon with the same cold, yellow eyes. The beast glared at him, turning from the dragoness that lie on the floor. He growled at Spyro and charged for him, gathering energy for a blast to kill him in one shot.

"Now you die Malefor!" He shouted again unleashing a blinding light that made both the boys still sitting, watching the battle happen to sheild their eyes from the light. Once Spyro unleashed his power the arc began to flicker and become out of focus. As the light slowly died away they heard the faint sound of the evil dragons screams and curses towards Spyro. The arc finally went silent and nothing but the heavy breathing from the two boys remained.

"Woah." was all that was said. They didn't really know what to say from what they had just witnessed and were left awestruck. Suddenly a small bang was heard from behind them. Just as they heard the noise, the torches surrounding the arc went out. The door they went through to the room swung open suddenly with another loud bang ratteling dust and chips of loose stone off the walls that surrounded them. As the door opened a gust of wind, strong enough to knock them off their feet, started to drag them back through the door they entered.

"Ah crap." they both thought in unison. "Coulden't it just ask us politely to leave?"

The two were flung through the air,down the the stairs, through the door, and further and further back to a wall that lie at the end of the corridor, waiting for the two boys to smash into.

End of chapter 1