Chapter 2

A Broken Promise

"UGGH . . . ." I felt some the power of darkness attacked my brain as I couldn't remember what was happened anymore. What I saw on my vision was none. It was look like what I felt last morning, when I felt something bad happened as my worry came. It desired me to tell this to someone, but it was broken by Cynder. Last morning, she was in front of my face while I opened my eyes slowly. My heart beat fastly as I never been like this before. Her eyes showed myself. It shone well, and I loved it. I loved the way she, although it was the first time, woke me up like this.

"Good morning, Spyro." Her voice was seductive. I was happy to hear that welcome.

"Good morning, too." I smiled and pasted my forehead to her forehead. The sensation was really romantic. I didn't think this day would be a beautiful day for me. "It's something unusual you wake me up like this."

"I only want to see your face when you're sleeping." She kissed my forehead. "I don't know why, but it's interesting to see someone you love is sleeping," she whispered.

"Yeah, I love it, too."

Oh, Dear

Your sleeping face is beautiful

It looks like a moon

And it shines like firefly

It presents the beauty night all time

in an elaborate meadow

I hope it would appear every night

when we're sleeping together

Further in my beauty sleep

"Come on. Let's get breakfast."

I woke up and followed her. Walking together, I saw Sparx flew and grabbed an apple. "Hey, Spyro. Glad to see you wake up." He ate his apple and spoke in munch, "Mm, there are lots of good fruits today."

"You really enjoy this day, don't you?"

"And you, too. With Cynder for everyday. I think it's a good time I'm not beside you anymore."

"Aw, c'mon, Sparx. I still need you. You're always beside me."

"Yes, I know. I'm just kidding. I've got some stuff to do before I come. Bye!" Sparx flew away.

I and Cynder continued to walk and were talking.

"He knows how to make good joke."

"Honestly, that sounds worried for me. Like when I asked him to leave while we're going to defeat Malefor."

"Yeah, lost your partner of life is hurt. But don't worry for it, Spyro. I'm always beside you, because I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Please stay with me. I feel something bad will happened today."

"You . . . you feel it?"

"Yes, something bothered me last night. I felt someone want to take me away from you. It seems like . . . Malefor."

"C'mon. Malefor's dead already."

"Well, you know how can we get life again? I think it happens to Malefor, too."

"What?"

"I feel uncomfortable, Spyro. He haunted my dream last night."

"Well, to be honest, I feel some danger, too. But . . . I don't know. I can't describe it fluently like you. And mine is something unexplained. Like darkness. But, hey, we're strong if we're together, right? So, we should keep each other."

"Promise to me that you won't let me loose from aside you."

"I promise."

Yet, it didn't proved since I was got lost by a strange witch that came to me and Cynder meanwhile she had defeated around us with the power of blind. I attacked her with my thunder jolt, but she could absorbed my thunder. Even Cynder's fear power didn't make the witch went weak. Her damage was too strong, then our attack was nothing for her. She then attacked us with black thunder, and it felt really painful. My body was struck by the power. The black thunder still attacked my body even though she didn't attacked anymore. She, who was holding a black purple orbs, came toward Cynder and adsorb her body to come over the black orbs.

"Cynder!"

After Cynder had beed adsorbed, I attacked the witch, and she was got hit. But it made her madness aura came and scare me. Her eyes was looked like Malefor was—cold and scaring. But I couldn't stop. In my mind was I had to save Cynder, but it was too late. As my body was really weak and still struck bu black thunder, she trapped me to the crystal.

And I didn't know what next. I couldn't remember it. My vision was none.

"Man, do you feel something bad?" Sparx asked.

I sat down near corner. "I am, Sparx. How can the witch kidnapped Cynder?"

"You know the story, Buddy. The witch attacked us all with her jerk power, Except you and Cynder, right?"

"But, how can I . . . ?"

"We have been saved by Ignitus."

"Ignitus? I wonder why Ignitus came to save me."

"Hmm. I guess you must ask him."

"Then where's he?"

"He's looking for a knight."

"A knight?"

"He said there would be a knight will help us because he comes from the world that there's a pure blood like Cynder."

"Pure blood? What the heck is that mean?"

"Man, don't ask me too much. I don't know everything. I'm only a dragonfly who comes to beside you."

"Well, that's good news since we finally can meet again for so long."

"It's a miracle."

Someone knocked the door.

"Spyro? You okay?" it was the sound of Hunter.

"Yes, I'm fine."

He opened the door. "Oh, thank God you are alright. I'm really sorry I can't protect you and save Cynder."

"I know. The witch had made you guys blind."

"I wonder who the witch is. She was really strong enough."

"Yeah, you can imagine how can she controlled all of us except Spyro and Cynder."

"But I'm glad Ignitus help us, right?"

"But not Cynder. She still abducted. We have to find the reason why the witch come to kindapped Cynder."

"Well, guys, this makes me uncomfortable." Even with the promise that I have just made with her. It is really my fault that I can't protect her. I can't beside with her forever. How shame. "This situation, I mean. I really don't know how to do right now. I can't save Cynder, and it was my fault."

"Don't worry, Spyro. Everything will be okay. Just relax for first before Ignitus have picked the knight that said from the forecast."

"Will he make a fortune?"

"Hope so."

"Hunter! Hunter!" a Grublin shouted and ran to this room. He stopped for a while to take a breath. "Oh, and Spyro—glad to know you've waken up. Ignitus has come with the brave knight!"

"Come on. Let's move!"

I, Sparx, Hunter, and the Grublin ran to the hall, seeing a "brave knight" that Ignitus had picked up was a fox?

"Well, I don't know what has just happened, but . . . I'm Nicholas Piberius Wilde."[]