beginning

The sun beat down on the valley that was green with grass and large woods. Mountains rose and fell ongoing and there wasn't a cloud in sight. The sounds of small animals could be heard scurrying across the ground and the distant drizzle of a stream. In this particular valley were two dragons. One young black scaled dragoness dodging another purple scaled dragon.

" quite side flying." The purple one moaned. As he flew at her again but to no avail. The black dragoness giggled and dropped to the ground.

" Hey, its not my fault I'm faster than you Spyro." The purple dragon came to a halt and plopped on his haunches beside the dragoness.

" if you say so." Spyro's head turned to the opposite side of the where he gazed longingly. " I wonder were Warfang is from here. And if anyone else was hurt in our absence." He turned back to Cynder who had turned to stare at Spyro. The purple dragon being lulled by Cynder's green eyes.

" Well first of all we need to find out where we are in the world." The dragoness said now staring round. She didn't want to give a false sense of confidence but it seamed she was.

" But for now…" said Cynder sneakily then she jumped onto Spyro playfully and the laughed as they lay on the ground. Cynder nestled her head into Spyro's neck as he layed his on the top of her head.

The large hollow of the chamber grew silent. Only the breath of multiple dragonfly's and some Cheetahs along with other animals filled the air.

" I'm alive!….. Wait a minute I'm alive." said Sparx coming to the realization of his life being intact.

" Do you think." Another dragonfly said grabbing Spark by the neck and hugging him.

" Mom…." Sparx struggled out of his mothers grip. " Thank you. Well I was about to say there's only one way to find out. A large Cheetah hooded in robes and with a bow strung across his back rose from the ground.

" I shall take the first steps on the outside. You all stay here until my return"

" yes Hunter you do that. And if you get fried then how will we know." Hunter pressed his lips and strayed of into the darkness. He came to a large boulder that blocked the path and stood in front of it. He too a deep breath and stared at the rock.

" May the power in my voice give life to this object and move it out of my path." The rock shuddered and the mass lifted and shrunk out of the tunnel. Almost instantly the Cheetah had to cover his eyes from the blinding white light coming from the growing cracks as the rock moved back. He was ready for fire and flames or worse to come through but this was a relief. He sighed and a grin broke across his face. All must be well he thought. He poked a head outside to see green grass and trees swaying in the breeze of cool air. Flowers yellow as ever and no clouds in the sky. He done it. He actually done it he thought.

" Everyone!" Hunter shouted as he almost leapt back into the chamber. " We're saved." Cheers and yells of laughter broke out and some animals were already rushing down the tunnel to get out. Sparx was hugged by his mother and father before they too, joined the line forming to exit the tunnel. I didn't think he could do it Sparx thought to himself. Just show's that I haven't got enough confidence in the him. Hunter, Sparx and his parents all emerged into the clean and unhampered air. Yells of thrilled dragonfly's and other animals were now becoming faint noises as they travelled back to there homes. Sparx's mother drifted a yard in front.

" Well now. I suppose we should be off then."

" We should be cautious though of entering the swamp to early. Perhaps we should let the victory dances and celebrations die down first." Sparx's father said with a hint of withdrawal in his voice.

" Oh nonsense honey you know how much you like the celebrations. And besides, I might join you for a few of the dances."

" Yea You can, whatever but we should be going then." Said Sparx as he pushed his parents forward. Hunter looked onto ongoing Cheetahs who were giving a smile of a wave to him as they passed.

" I will travel back to Warfang. I intend on finding out exactly what occurred." He turned to the Dragonfly's. " I'm sure you will be safe with the rest of your colony on you travel back." The dragonfly's nodded and smiled at the Cheetah. Sparx's mother took him by the hand and pulled.

" Well then, we shall be home in no time."

" Actually mom can I go with him. After all if there's any chance of Spyro being anywhere. Its home or their." His father looked at him intently then nodded.

" I'm sure one of us will find him." He said.

" Be sure to make him come home to see us if you find him." Sparx and Hunter waved as they left there apparent grave and made for the dragon city. As they walked they seen several other animals nestling back in with family's and friends. It gave Sparx a sick feeling.

" What if he's-"

" That, is what I'm curious to find out." Hunter said cutting Sparx short. Hunter himself couldn't help feeling a little remorse for Sparx knowing full well that its his brother he was talking about and if he was dead. Sparx would be broken he thought. They walked for a day stopping only for food and water until finally.

" Hey, y'now. I think that's it. Yea, yea that's it. We're here." Said Sparx with a mixture of relief and anticipation. The towering Brick walls of Warfang were just visible on the horizon the pair. Sparx inadvertently started to fly faster as the walls grew larger.

" Be cautious Sparx. Who knows what could still be in their." Sparx looked at Hunter and back to the walls. When he thought of it, the last time he had seen the walls was in the war. The walls themselves were trembling masses of broken rock that were falling at every nudge. But what he looked at was a wall as firm as it once was.

" Cant be bad if the walls back to that standard. And besides, I'm I need of real food." The dragonfly glanced at Hunter from the corner of his eye to see him smiling.

" Halt!" A large cream Dragon armoured in gleaming silver steel said perched on the tower next to the gates. " Give your intensions or be gone." Hunter stepped forth to speak but Sparx had other idea.

" We are-" Hunter started but was interrupted by Sparx

" The ones you should be thanking. We saved Spyro on many occasions and if it weren't for us. The world would be poof." He mimicked an explosion with his hands. Hunter grabbed him by the mouth and pulled him back.

" What our little friend means is we need past into the city. You may ask guardian Terrador if you need proof that we mean no harm." The guard looked at them both and his eyes ran over the bow on Hunters back. He nodded to them.

" Welcome to Warfang." The wooden and steel gates opened to reveal paths and building that had already been rendered to there original state and there were dragons everywhere. This was the first time Sparx had saw a dragon city with real inhabitants.

" Quite the place you got here." he said smugly to the guard as he passed. The dragons inside took no notice of them as the weaved there way through the crowd to the temple. The temple seams intact Hunter thought as they climbed the spiral stair case. They could here voices coming from the top that were a mixture of tense and aggressive and soothing.

" You cant understand the pain Cyril."

" Oh yes I can Volteer. Losing a loved one is the most anyone can endure." Sparx and Hunter grew wary of rounding the final corner.

" I Cant….I cant…" One dragon said while sniffing in between.

" I know. I know. But we must stay strong. In this time of great peace the dragons will look to us for guidance." Sparx rounded the corner followed by Hunter. They entered a room that had three windows with a balcony in-between. Some books lined the walls and there was a large pensive in the middle. The brightly lit room vanished in darkness as the clouds began their assault on the sun. There was also four stone chairs surrounding the pensive in which two large dragons where on. The large ice blue dragon Cyril was staring at the yellow and blue electric dragon Volteer from across the pensive. Terrador was not in the chamber. Cyril caught sight of Sparx's aura that he gives of and rounded on them.

" Sparx, Hunter, so glad your alright." He nodded to them.

" News?" Said Hunter. Cyril new what he meant by this and shook his head.

" Nothing of the kind yet." Volteer rose and took off from the balcony into the sky. As if to answer Hunters next question Cyril spoke quietly.

" Volteer has learned of his sisters death. She wasn't in the radius of time from when Spyro saved the planet and therefore wasn't revived. He's taking it badly." Cyril dropped his head in pain for his fellow guardian. Sparx hovered feeling sorrowful for the dragon but did not know what to say. Hunter approached the window and gassed out it at the slowly dimming sun being covered by the clouds. there were a handful of dragons flying round the sky and still crowds on the ground.

" Is there a chance Spyro-"

" Not that I would know of." said Cyril sounding serene. Sparx wasn't the one for an unhappy scene. He hovered onto windowsill and peered down at the dragons bellow.

" How come the dragons suddenly appeared everywhere." Sparx said turning to Cyril who was now looking at the shadows across the sky.

" These are dragons from many other villages and settlements. Our City, being the biggest, we offered a home to those who had no such thing." They all looked down at the dragons.

" Gees. that's a lot of homes then." Said Sparx trying to lighten the mood but to no avail. Hunter rose and made for the stairs.

" I shall be on my way back to my own village. I expect they could use my help." He said in his inanimate tone. Cyril gave a half hearted smile and waved one paw.

" Until next time then friend." Hunter bowed and disappeared down the stairs.

" I never see the guy happy or sad." Sparx huffed as he hovered over to the glowing pensive. The substance was giving no picture like it once had done to him. Cyril sighed and turned to the doorway leading to the bed chambers.

" You would be surprised young dragonfly. You would be surprised."

" Please sir we don't mean you any harm." Said Spyro to a small goat like creature whimpering next to his house. He wore a pare of goggles and had a curtain drape on as clothing. They were deep in the forest and night was beginning to creep in. The small Satyr looked up at the purple dragon and glanced at Cynder.

" It is not you I am being scared of sir. it's the dark mistress." He jabbed a finger to Cynder who was watching butterflies play above the stream. Spyro felt a little hurt at the Satyr referring to Cynder as the person she once was. He couldn't doubt that he now had feelings for the dragoness but there was no way he could tell her this.

" If I know anything. Its that she is the most beautiful dragoness I have ever layed eyes upon. She couldn't be more opposite than evil like you say." Spyro leaned down to the satyr and looked him in the eye. " There is nothing to be afraid of. Trust me." The satyr shook a little but nodded franticly. A small breeze was beginning to whoosh through the forest and bring up dead leaves and small twigs.

" Perhaps you two are being better staying with Trog tonight sir." The small satyr looked intently at the purple dragon who returned a most wanted gratifying smile.

" That's great." Said Spyro approvingly. " Thank you. Cynder! We have a place to stay tonight." Cynder who was now ogling at the butterflies above whirled round with a beaming smile on her face.

" Really. We do." Spyro beckoned her to come forward to meet the satyr they would be staying with. The Satyr shivered as Cynder approached them. He sure looks scared of me being here Cynder thought as she neared. Please don't let it be the old me that he see's.

" Cynder, this is Trog. Trog this is Cynder." Trog bowed to the Dragoness and opened the rather large wooden door for them to enter. The house itself was built into a large tree which climbed high into the sky. Inside there was a small couch with some Strawn together grass as pillows. The fire crackled quietly in the large hole and gave a dim orange glow to the room. There was a small kitchen which had neatly set out knives and forks and there was one door which led to the bedroom.

" Its beautiful." Cynder complimented the Satyr. " Cosy."

" Couldn't agree more." Said Spyro as came to a halt and lay next to the fire. Trog came and hung a black pot above the fire and put some leaves in it.

" Some tea sir, mistress. I is making the best in all of Fradly." Chirped the little Satyr. He took his goggles of to show a brighter band of fur and a pair of large brown eyes that waited for an answer. Spyro wasn't in the mood for tea right now. He just wanted to let sleep overcome him. The purple dragon shook his head and smiled warmly at him.

" I would just like some sleep. I'm exhausted."

" Sir is tiered. perhaps I is getting blanket for sir." Spyro shook his head again and layed it in his paws against the rug. " And mistress." Trog said turning to Cynder. Maybe I should take some tea just to show that I am different from what I was she thought. She shivered at the memory of her elongated body and ripped wings.

" Yea I'll have some. Thanks." The Satyr took out a cup from the cupboard next to the fire and filled it with the pale red liquid. It was completely dark outside now and the fire and a few candles lit the room. Cynder took a great gulp of the tea down her throat. It was warm and tasted better than the water they had been surviving on.

" Tastes wonderful." Said Cynder. Trog bowed and left the room to his bedroom. Cynder lay there for what seamed hours on end. Small snoring noises came from Spyro as he drifted into deep sleep and she stared at him. Cynder started to reflect on the time she had been having with the purple dragon. Never had he said he loved her she thought. That begs the question to come up, does he. Cynder shook at the thought. She had grown close to him and wouldn't be the same without him. She felt complete with him. Yet she had the horror of the fact he might not feel the same way about her. What would he do if she tried to make o move or try to become more than just friends. He wouldn't disown her she thought. She lay there letting her mind run over and over Spyro until she fell asleep.

The sun shone on the dragons as Trog lead them through the forest to a patch of land with crops layed upon them. The heat was intense but the wind equalled it with its breeze. They came to a halt next to the crops and Trog rounded on the dragons.

" Sir, Mistress. Here is where I is leaving you." Trog pulled the back of him and held it up. " This is being the map you is wanting. I is marked where we are and were you are to go and there is some bread for your journey." Trog handed Spyro the crumpled map and a bag with some sugar bread.

" Thanks Trog. You be ok going back yourself. It is a long way and you do have to go past a heard of bulls."

" Yea I mean it's the least me and Spyro could do." Cynder agreed. The satyr seamed overwhelmed by the dragons generosity and beamed.

" No I is not needing escorted home. I just wish you the best on your both travels." Cynder felt a little sorry for the Satyr. She had come to think of him as a little fawn. She turned and lowered her head to his level. Trog seamed a little scared at first.

" Why don't, once we've figured out what's what, come back and get you. Give you a home in Warfang." Cynder asked. He would like it there she thought. Spyro nodded with her and smiled at him. He does deserve it and it would be better than living here he thought.

" OH! You is meaning it mistress. You are most gracious to Trog. More than anyone ever has been."

" Then its settled." Cynder sang. " As soon as we have found out the stability of the city and the on going's within we'll come back for you." She fixed the goggles on Trog's head and straightened them to match his eyes which had started to tear a little.

" I is wrong about you C..Cynder. You is not evil, you is kind." Spyro came to Cynder's side and elbowed her softly.

" You see. She is like this all the time. And I wouldn't have it any other way." They all laughed. Spyro and Cynder stretched there wings and Trog ogled at the size of them. With a gust they shot into the air with a waving Trog getting smaller and smaller. Cynder climbed a bit higher and came close to Spyro.

" It seams like…." She made a face. " Your it. Tag!" She pocked him on the snout, Giggled and shot of beating her wings. 'Great here we go' Spyro laughed in his mind.

" Here I come." He mimicked Cynder and shot forward Laughing.

Cynder only glided using the updraft from the near mountains. Spyro still having a last ounce of energy to beat his wings. The dragons had been flying for two days straight. Only eating the food Trog had given them and drinking when they stopped to sleep. They were nearing the city because they had gone past several dragons whom they had avoided due to being pushed for time. ' That might be. Yea.' Cynder thought.

" Yea that is." Cynder yelled over the streaming wind. Spyro who was looking at the map glanced at her then followed her gaze to see the north walls of Warfang coming into view.

" Finally." The purple dragon sighed allowed.

" Bet'you I can beat you there." Cynder laughed having piped up.

" I…I think you can. I'll just stay at this speed thanks." He felt happy when Cynder gave him the warm smile he always loved.

" Halt…. STOP!" A voice came from the wall bellow as they flew over head. Two dragons came pelting up to there height having there talons and teeth bared.

" I command that you….…..Y..You're the Saviours" Gasped the first guard. The other had taken it upon himself to bow. Cynder started emanating glory as they instantly recognised them.

" Yes well we'll be on our way then." She said smugly. The other bowed

" Please forgive us." The first guard said pain in his voice. Cynder flew past them and Spyro thanked them as he flew past. The city was completely repaired and had dragons all over it. Here and there were huddles of dragons talking and muttering things about the dark one Spyro could hear. He turned to Cynder who was looking excitedly around the city.

" Come on. The balcony over there." Spyro pointed to a tall tower with a balcony on it. Cynder new fine well that it was the guardians chambers but she still needed a little push. They drew near and could see the blue dragon Cyril looking over the pensive.

" I wonder if we could have more housing built here for guests. Maybe a another secondary court yard there." He muttered to himself deep in thought. " No. housing will be fine." Cyril concluded. Spyro and Cynder made a little huff as they landed. Cyril took no notice of them.

" Terrador we have new plans for the west side of the city….." His Mouth fell open as the sight of the two dragons dawned on him. The sun coming through the door giving them a powerful stance.

" By our ancestors. Cynder, Spyro. Ha there alive. HA" Cyril laughed aloud.

" Its good to see you Cyril. Its been a while hasn't it."

" A while," He repeated through a laughing fit. Spyro looked at Cynder and was glad to see she was just as confused as he was.

" What's all this nonsense." Came a low rumbling voice from the stairs. A large green dragon with brown horns rounded the corner. Terrador stopped after catching sight of the dragons a smile breaking across his face.

" you survived. Thank the ancients."

" were where you both." Cyril pressed. Spyro re-lived the last week and tolled them everything that happened. Both Cyril and Terrador were absorbed in the story. Cynder lay next to Spyro listening to them speak. She could lay there all day.

" So you both are safe and well. Perhaps we should get you some real food and a nice warm bed to sleep in." Spyro and Cynder both snapped there head to Cyril like he had just roared. " Come on." Cyril lead them down the spiral stair case and along a sharp bending corridor. There windows every couple of meters letting in light. The distinct smell of burning was next to every door they past which only made them more tired. They came to a parting in the corridor and they both led up flights of stairs. Cyril spun round to look at them having now composed himself.

" Spyro, yours in on the left. Cynder the right. Your rooms have been equipped for you already." He looked down at them smiling. " Its good to have you back.