A curtain covered the window letting only a small strand of light onto the bed below it. The light slowly crept across the bed towards a sleeping purple dragon. The light slowly moved onto his face and he frowned. He tried to cover his face with his paws but was unable to lift them. The dragon opened his eyes and blinked a few times to get adjusted to the light.

"Where am I?" he thought to himself. It was then that he realized. Cynder! He attempted to stand and leave the room to find her but was unable to get up. He looked towards his legs and saw they had all been completely immobilized by casts, apparently they all were broken. He growled in frustration as he made several other attempts to stand yet failed each time. Hearing the commotion outside, Hunter the cheetah busted through the door.

"Spyro your awake!" he exclaimed. Hunter let out a sigh of relief and sat down next to him.

"What happened?" Spyro asked. "Where am I?"

"You're in your room." Hunter explained. "You've been out cold for almost two days now."

"Two days?" he repeated. "Wait, where is Cynder?"

"Don't worry she's just fine. If you want I can bring you to her later today, if your up to it of course."

"Yes, please." They both sat in silence when a gasp was heard at the door. Spyro's half brother, Sparx, had just flown into the room.

"Spyro!" he shouted with joy and flew towards his brother to hug one of his horns. "How are ya' feeling ya big purple lug?"

"Better than you look." Spyro said jokingly. At this Sparx's attitude turned to defensive.

"Oh is that so?" Sparx asked. "So all the broken bones and cuts you got you still think your better looking than me?" Sparx huffed in annoyance.

"Pretty much, yeah." Spyro said. Spyro grinned and put his head back down on his bed and passed out.

"C'mon Sparx, lets let Spyro rest for now." Hunter whispered.

"Alright." Sparx whispered back. He hugged Spyro's horn again and whispered, "Good to have ya' back buddy." and they both left his room.

Cynder however, had not gotten such a warm welcome. She had been lying around with nothing to do for a few hours. She attempted to leave the room which she found was locked from the outside and heard guards patrolling outside. The window above her bed had not had the comfort of a curtain to block the sunlight that shone through the now lit room. Bars had been placed on the window to prevent her from escaping unless she used her elements, but she knew that would alert the guardians in a second.

Cynder sighed loudly and decided to start pacing her room for a little exercise to take her mind off her boredom.

"They seem to forget of my shadow element. Oh well I don't think I should piss them off right now." She thought to herself. She could leave at any time, her shadow element aloud her to turn into a vapor-like substance and disappear so she could leave but she didn't want to make the guardians any more angry with her. So she just decided to stay in her room and earn their trust back, however long that may take.

She continued to pace thought about the last moments before she had passed out with Spyro. I love you. Those three words rang throughout her mind over and over again. Do I love him? Of course I do! But how can I? I betrayed him many times, but he has always been there for me. Did he hear me? Please ancestors I pray he did. I love him. These thoughts continued for several hours. You would of though she had dug a trench with how much she had paced. She had been thinking of him and it was almost sundown when she finally heard a knock on her door.

"Who is it?" she asked. "If its one of you Guardians, go away, I don't want to talk with you right now."

"Don't worry." the voice called back. "Its just me, Hunter."

"Oh alright, what is it you want?" her voice was a little calmer when she realized it was him.

"I was just bringing you your dinner," he answered back. "Is it alright if I come in?"

"Uh, sure I guess. You have the door locked from the outside so I don't know why you need my permission." she said in an annoyed tone.

Hunter unlocked the door and was scratching the back of his neck with one hand the other was dragging a dead sheep behind him. "Yeah sorry about that, I don't think its fair to have you in here all day myself, but its the Guardians orders."

"It doesn't matter, I understand they may have some trust issues with me." She told him. "I just wish I could leave and stretch my wings for a bit. Sitting here all day isn't exactly comfortable you know."

Hunter placed the sheep in front of her and she began to eat it without even cooking it. Once she was finished, which only took a minute, Hunter stepped outside the door and told the guards to take the rest of the day off. Yes sir! Cynder could hear and the the guards marched off towards their barracks.

Hunter turned back inside her room. "I know I could get in a lot of trouble for this, but," he said. Cynder picked up her head at these words. "But I know you could use some time outside and so here's what I will do. You can come outside but only if I'm with at all times. Deal?"

Cynder smiled and nodded. "Thanks Hunter I really appreciate this." And with that they exited her room.

Spyro had been awoken many times throughout the day, plagued with nightmares of Malefor and Cynder. He dreamed of Cynder turning to darkness and Malefor gaining power again. Each time it was the same, and each time he would awake drenched in a pool of sweat.

'ugh I can't take this anymore. I didn't want to use this but...' he thought to himself. He scooted across his bed to the edge and fell to the floor with a loud thud. Spyro winced at the pain in his broken limbs but continued across the room to the corner of his room. When he reached the wall he moved a loose stone from the floor. Once he had removed the stone it revealed a white crystal. He grabbed the crystal with his maw and suddenly gasped in pain. A glow surrounded his body when he touched the white crystal and it began to heal his broken bones. His bones violently snapped back into place with loud crunching sounds and his eyes filled with tears from the agonizing pain. When the bones were finally all back in place and the glow died down, Spyro sighed with relief and sent a small flame onto one of his casts, burning it to a crisp instantly. He smashed the cast on the floor and it crumbled into a heap of ashes. Spyro then took the rest of the casts off by running his sharpened talons against them. Once he had them all off he walked to the door.

He had just opened the door when a bright light shone through his window. Not even a second later a yellow light had smashed through the wall above his bead, hit Spyro with such a force that it knocked him through his door and onto an unsuspecting mole guard.

Once the dust had cleared and Spyro got up to see what had happened. A yellow dragon, one that Spyro had never seen before lay on the ground with blood running down his face. Spyro turned to see a pool of blood surrounding the door that lay on the ground and a small hand that lay lifeless from under it.

"May the ancestors watch over you forever." Spyro said softly and turned back towards the yellow dragon.

The yellow dragon was coughing hoarsely and tried to speak but only two words were audible. "Help... Please..."

And with that the yellow dragon blacked out.

Sorry it took so long to update and with such a short chapter at that. Unfortunately i'm in the process of moving and for some reason school decided to do a district wide test for no reason out of nowhere so i have been beat down and tired all week. But by next week things should come out more often since all this crap will be dealt with so thank-ya for being patient with me :D please R&R my story

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