"Quick, get me the syringe and some sedatives!" The head healer called out to a nurse. The nurse nodded and quickly and brought the healer the syringe with many assorted herbs and ointments. The yellow dragon had been thrashing about wildly, either from pain and was going into shock or he was hysterical. The healer quickly and skillfully mixed the herbs and ointments together in a small pot and poured the solute into the syringe and tried to jab it into the dragon's chest, but was knocked away by the blunt end of the dragons tail blade.

"Hold him still or I won't be able to inject this properly!" The nurse and a few mole guards attempted to hold his tail and fore legs down, the moles nearly getting thrown off in the process but managed to hold him long enough for the healer to inject him.

Almost instantly the dragon's fore arms, though were still covered by the splints, legs and tail went limp. All that was moving was the dragon's chest, which was rising and falling rapidly.

The dragon's eyes were darting around the room frantically, searching for something, or someone. The healer noticed this and tried to calm him down.

"Hey there buddy, I know you can't move right now and it hurt me to do that but you need to calm down." He coaxed the yellow dragon.

The dragon's chest was moving up and down at a rapid pace and the healer placed a hand on his neck to check his pulse.

Even for a yellow dragon, the ones who are most eccentric of all the dragons, his heartbeat was way off. He would be fine for a moment then out of nowhere his heart rate would skyrocket or miss beats.

The healer sighed and turned back to the guards. "Spyro is on his way correct?" He asked them. They both nodded simultaneously and gave a 'Yes sir!' to him. "Great..." The healer sighed again. "Let me know when he arrives, I'm going to go sit down for a minute."

"Well you're going to have to wait a moment for that doc'." Sparx had entered the room followed by Spyro and Cynder.

Spyro and Cynder's tails were still entwined and both were smiling widely. Just before they had come into the room Sparx had seen them together... Although Sparx didn't want to think about it, so he flew out the open window off to do whatever he wanted to in attempts to ignore both of them.

Cynder's smile widened and turned to Spyro. "I don't think he likes me being this close to you." She giggled softly.

"Well he's going to have to get used to it cause' I'm not leaving your side for a while."

Cynder smiled and pecked Spyro on the cheek. A few of the mole guards that had brought the yellow dragon in saw this and their faces turned to a look of horror. Was it enough that Spyro was so calm around her, but also had his tail entwined with hers, AND he has the audacity to let her do that to him?

The guards decided not to be defensive or anger Cynder, for their own sake that is, and they wouldn't want Spyro to do something to them they would regret. So they just saluted Spyro and quickly scuttled out of the room.

"So this is the dragon that wrecked your room?" Cynder asked him.

Spyro nodded in response. He noticed that the dragon wasn't moving but he was still breathing. "Why isn't he moving? Is he paralyzed?" he asked the healer.

"No, well yes, for the time being that is." The healer explained. "I used a sedative that paralyzes the body except for the vital organs, so he should be fine. It will start to wear off in a few minutes starting with the jaw and neck then arms so on and so forth until everything is movable again."

Spyro noticed a few bruises on the healer's arms and face under his fur. Spyro held his question in for another time, so as to ask the yellow dragon why he was so upset.

"Please go ahead and rest." Spyro told the healer.

"Thank you." The healer said. He bowed and exited the room leaving all three dragons alone.

Spyro and Cynder retreated to the corner of the room for a couple of minutes to take a short rest as it was well past midnight. Cynder had curled up into a ball with Spyro's wing draped over her side. Cynder moved in closer and rested her head on his chest. Spyro was blushing with the closeness that they were sharing but Cynder didn't mind at all, she could spend the rest of her life there with him there.

The yellow dragon had finally calmed down after several minutes of immobility, his breathing had slowed down and he closed his eyes to get some rest. Every once in a while his chest would cringe on reflex from his broken limbs stabbing him in the lungs, but he tried to ignore it as best as he could. The effects had started to wear off starting with his jaw and neck just as the healer had told Spyro. The dragon craned his neck slightly to see Spyro and Cynder together. He smiled slightly and laid his head back down on his bed. 'About damn time' he thought to himself.

Or at least he thought he was thinking it, the truth was he accidentally said it out loud and Cynder had heard him.

"'About damn time' for what?" Cynder asked keeping her voice down so as not to wake Spyro who had just fallen asleep. She was however eying the dragon suspiciously.

"Oh sorry, I was just thinking out loud." He tried to recover from the awkward moment but Cynder wasn't buying it.

"Don't give me that crap, tell me what you thought was taking its own damn time?" Cynder was getting very annoyed by the dragon every second.

"It's nothing honestly, now please get some rest, and try not to wake your boy-friend." He tried to end the conversation on a better note but 'boy-friend just slipped out.

Cynder was not amused without waking Spyro she huffed a small gust of wind in his direction that slapped him in the face.

"Geez, sorry, I guess I'll leave you alone."

"That you will." Cynder stated triumphantly though still angered by the yellow dragon. She had ended the conversation and rested her head on Spyro's chest once again.

The healer had fallen asleep in his quarters but woke up to check on the dragon a few minutes later.

"Good you're awake and calm I presume?" He made sure to keep his distance from the dragon in case he lashed out again.

The yellow dragon had his eyes closed in attempts to go to sleep but he nodded none the less. "Sorry about earlier I was just freaking out..." he admitted sorrowfully.

"May I ask what caused you to have been so worked up for?" The healer questioned the yellow dragon now by his bed side.

"I would like to, but only when Spyro is awake, I would prefer he know first. I just hope he wakes up soon..." The yellow dragon was being very cryptic and mysterious but the healer just let it slide for the time being.

"May I ask you your name young one?"

The yellow dragon was almost asleep and his voice was muffled "Gabriel."

The three Guardians had been standing next to the Pool of Visions for many hours discussing about what to do with Cynder.

"I know it was his last wishes to keep her safe but I will not allow her to endanger the rest of us." Terrador announced.

"I've told you many times." Volteer interrupted. "There is no way for her to turn back now that Malefor is gone, he and Spyro are the only ones who can make her turn back to her old ways and I highly doubt Spyro would do that to her after spending so many years to help her see the light!"

"But still, many people resent her and will not accept her now after what she has done. The only person that has accepted her is Spyro but I do not think that it will be enough. Some day she may lose herself to the darkness that is still in her."

"That is true but she is a very strong willed dragoness." Cyril spoke out. "If she has shown us anything, It's that she will push herself to the edge and further. Besides what will Spyro think if we were to banish her? We may be putting ourselves in danger 'by' sending her away."

Terrador sighed and nodded his head. "I guess I don't have a choice then. She can stay for the time being."

"Good." both Cyril and Volteer said.

"Now about Spyro's room." Terrador changed the subject quickly.

"The temple is still being rebuilt in many areas and what isn't occupied by the mole guards and workers has been taken by Cynder, Flame and Ember. Speaking of which where are those two anyways?" Asked Volteer

"They are off helping the villages surrounding the temple and should be back within two or three days." Cyril stated.

"It's amazing at how quiet it is without Ember trying to hit on Spyro huh'?" Sparx had just flown into the room.

Volteer stifled a laugh. "Yes, quite."

Terrador cleared his throat loudly. "Well then that leaves out Ember's room. Now what about Flame?"

"I believe he asked for a private room for his studies while he is here." Cyril pointed out.

"So Flame is out as well... So that just leaves Cynder's room." Terrador said.

"Yes, though I don't know if they would approve of sharing a room. They have been with each other for three years." Cyril stated. "Perhaps some alone time for the two would be best for them. Spyro could live in one of the villages that surround the temple?"

Sparx groaned softly to himself. "I don't think you'll need to worry about them sharing a room."

"And why is that?" Cyril questioned the dragonfly.

"Well if you weren't as blind as a bat and took a look at them for about five seconds you'd see."

Cyril snorted and blew a gust of cold wind that knocked the dragonfly back.

"Hey!" Sparx shouted at him but Cyril ignored him.

"What do you mean by that Sparx?" Volteer asked.

Sparx sighed trying to get the image out of his head. "Just go see for yourself."

Again Terrador sighed. "There's no need I understand... so I guess that settles it then. Until we get an available room for Spyro, he will stay with Cynder." Terrador announced not too excitedly. "Now, I think we all should get some rest. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow and we need to question the new dragon."

The guardians nodded and headed for the door when a mole busted into the room startling the them and Sparx. The mole guard had been panting heavily in attempts to speak. "M-Master Guardians." He gasped out trying to catch his breath.

"Calm yourself please, there is no need for such urgency during this time of peace." Terrador told the guard. "What has you so flustered?"

"We have a problem Sir's. It's... M-Malefor."

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