Chapter one

Spyro woke up with the sun glowing in his eyes. His eyes squinted and he had to use some time to get used to the light. As he finally managed to focus, he saw a black dragoness sit beside him. "Hey there Cynder." he said with a peaceful smile. "Good morning, Spyro." Cynder gave him a warm gaze. "Slept well, Cynder?" Spyro asked with a faint bit of irritation in his voice. "Very well. I had a wierd dream, though. I met a female who claimed she was the watcher of the worlds. She seemed oddly familiar too." She saw him eyeing her with a bit of irritation. She noticed and asked "Something on your mind, Spyro?" Cynder asked. "You know, I had to lift you all the way from the core of the world." Spyro said and let his irritation go. "Believe me, that wasn't easy, with the thought that I was almost asleep myself. However, I got myself some valuable training." He said with a smirk. Cynder felt a wee bit guilty, so she apologized. "Sorry for falling asleep, Spyro." She hung her head slightly. "Don't worry Cynder. I am not angry. Now tell me, did you really mean what you whispered to me?" Cynder turned and stared at him with a raised brow. "Of course! Why would I say it if I didn't?" Spyro let out a sigh of triumph, and said back "I have waited for you to say that ever since the day I first met you." Cynder just smiled and nuzzled him under his cheek.

As they went on hunting, Spyro sighted something in the distance. Smoke was raising from a plain sheltered with trees. "Cynder, how about we go and visit the cheetah people?" Cynder looked at him for a second, and said "Well, it would be nice to see Hunter again. So lets go!" Spyro chased Cynder all the way 'till the village, as they were having a game of tag. When they finally came to the village, Cynder landed and drew a look around the village. The silence was broken by the beating of a pair of young dragon wings. Spyro landed as he gasped for air, tired of the fast flight. "Having trouble catching up, Spyro?" Cynder teased. "Yes. And you have an unfair advantage!" Spyro shot back. Cynder just looked at him with a superior smirk and went on searching the village for their red furred friend. After searching for a while, she decided to give up. The cheetah people had not come back after being hidden underground as the world was breaking apart. "I guess they still are hidden." Cynder glanced at Spyro as he came flying down to where she was. "Cynder, should we go back to Warfang? I think the Elders are missing us." Spyro said with concern in his voice. "Great idea Spyro, but before we go, shouldn't we go and see how your parents are doing? As you probably have noticed, they fly very fast, so they are probably already home." Spyro turned and locked his eyes onto Cynder's, as he tried to figure out what she was up to. "What is it, do you want to meet my parents?" Spyro was surprised when she nodded. "If that is what you want, then we shall go." Cynder stared at him, with happiness seemingly glowing in her eyes. Finding out more about his past was the first step of knowing him even better. And for Cynder, this was her only concern.

Spyro didn't know, but the only reason Cynder wanted to live, was to be toghether with her only friend, and her greatest hero. After all the trouble she had caused, he still was bent on keeping her at his side. She knew from the beginnings that Spyro had developed feelings for her, but Spyro didn't know that Cynder had feelings for him before they got to the burning plains. Even then, he hadn't known that Cynder's feelings had been as strong as they were. The dragons took off into the air, as their destination was still far away. They flied for a couple of hours until the sun started setting. They had gotten really much prey in their hunting, so they weren't in hunger. As the dragons sat down inside a cave carved into the mountains, they stared out over the massive enchanted forest. Cynder sighed as she stared out into the massive ocean of stars in the heaven. Spyro leaned in closer to her and draped a warm wing across her back. Cynder murmured softly and moved closer to the purple dragon. Cynder leaned her face closer to his as she whispered "I love you" to him. His heart fluttered when he heard the dragoness say that. "One day, when I have the courage, I will say the same" Spyro thought inside him. "Its beautiful here. I'd wish we'd never have to leave." Cynder sighed as she muzzeled Spyro under his cheek. Spyro felt his body warm up as his cheeks burned. Cynder noticed and moved closer to him. Spyro thought to himself "I hope this turns out for the best. I do really love Cynder." Cynder felt the curtain of sleep glide over her as she fell into her dreams. Spyro saw this, sighed, and moved as close to her as he could, and then he also went asleep.

"Where am I?" Spyro was in a dimly lit place with an hourglass in the middle. The room was filled with huge shelves of books that seemingly reached to the skies. Judging by the hourglass, it had just resently started to drain. After looking around the place for a while, he heard a very familiar voice. Spyro jumped and asked "Who is there?" as he took in a defencive position. "Don't worry young dragon. I didn't believe you would remember this place anyway." The teal colored dragon walked into the light. As Spyro saw who it was, he was struck with surprise. "Ig...Ig...Ignitus?! You are alive!?" Spyro exclaimed as he stared in awe at the big dragon before him. "Both yes and no. After I sacrifised myself for you two, I was chosen as the Chronicler of this world. I was afraid you two had died for a while, but it obviously seems that this was a false alarm. But, duty calls Spyro. You need to go to Warfang. The rest of the guardians are losing hope that the heroes of our time is still alive. Something big is happening, and I need you to be there." Spyro raised a brow and asked "What is going on? Why do we have to be there?" Spyro was about to ask more, but the Chronicler dragon held a paw up to indicate that he wanted silence. "All you need to know is that it's important. It's nothing bad, but it certainly is big."

With that, Spyro came back to the awoken world. Cynder was staring at him with worry written all over her face. "What is it Spyro? Is something wrong?" Spyro turned to the black dragoness. "No Cynder. Actually, I just found out that Ignitus is alive!" Cynder stared at him with her jaws hanging wide open. She closed her mouth as she asked "How is that possible? I thought he sacrificed himself for us!" Spyro turned to her and held a calming paw on top of her forehead. "Ignitus is chosen as the new Chronicler. He is always with us." Cynder glanced up to Spyro with tears swelling in her eyes. She did her best, but she couldn't keep it anymore. She cried with full force into Spyro's chest. He held a comforting paw on her neck as she continued to bawl into his chest. "I'm so sorry Spyro! I'm so sorry that you have lost someone so close to you!" "Cynder." Spyro said as he lifted her head with a claw. "It is all right. His spirit lives on. Even though I have lost him, I am still very happy to have you by my side. Without you, I wouldn't have made this." Cynder could not hold anything back anymore. She cried with all her mind and soul as she said with a shivering voice. "Can you promise me something, Spyro?" Spyro stared in her aqua green eyes as he said "Anything, Cynder. Anything." Cynder continued "Promise me that you never will leave my side. Promise me that you will be there for me when I need you. As a deal, I will also have yours." Spyro sighed as he let his tears stream on too. "I promise, with all my heart, that I will never leave you. I promise, that as long as I live, I will always be at your side." With that, Cynder dared to bring her nuzzle onto Spyro's. In pure love, the couple kissed nearly for half an hour. Spyro was the one to break the moment. After this, they stared at each other longingly. "I love you, Spyro." Cynder said. Spyro gathered his courage, as he said "I love you too, Cynder."

They spent nearly all day being together after the touching moment that had dug under their scales. Little did they know that something was watching.

At the same time, Terrador had a feeling something bad had happened. It was then that he heard Ignitus's voice. "Terrador, when I decided to go with Spyro and Cynder, I had to do what had to be done." Terrador understood what he meant when he said that. "Ignitus, what happened?" Terrador asked with a sence of despair in his voice. "I did not have the strenght to go on. But for the rest of the world, I sacrificed myself to give them a fighting chance." Ignitus answered. "I have now been chosen as the Chronicler. That is how I can contact you." Ignitus said. "You know what you have to do." Terrador nodded in his mind. "But there will be a funeral." Terrador said. Ignitus sighed as he said goodbye to his best friend.

The Guardians gathered for a meeting in the dragon temple of Warfang. Terrador, who had been best friends with Ignitus for the most of his life, felt as empty as ever. He hung his head, wishing that he had said something before Ignitus had died, leaving him broken. "Perk up, Terrador." Cyril said as he went by him. They all were sad because of the death of their fellow guardian, but Terrador was the one that had been hit the most. Sorrow hung under the roof of the temple as the Guardians gathered. "We are here for a reason." Terrador said. "We have lost someone dear to us. Not just was he a Guardian, but he also was a great friend. We have gathered for a memorial of Ignitus, the one who brought us back together, when we thought everything was lost. Although I haven't forgotten Spyro, Ignitus was the one who carried the plan." Everyone bowed their head in respect for their fellow guardian. "But, we are also gathered here for discussing how we could possibly get a new Guardian of Fire." The Guardians discussed possible ways to get new the new Fire Guardian. Just as they was at the peek of their discussion, Hunter came in. "I am sorry for your loss, Guardians. If there is any way I could help, I would love to do so." Terrador gathered his thoughts for a couple of seconds, before he finally said "Hunter, if you could send searching parties at search for dragon colonies, I would be grateful." Hunter scratched his cheeks for a while, until he finally said "I will see what I can do."