HA! you thought i was done for the day didn't you? well, sleep isn't easy these days and it didn't come tonight. Continuing with the premise of song fics, This chapter is to Spit You Out

Well, with the posting of this chapter, this is now the longest story i have on Fanfiction. yay! not much else to say, so i'll just say enjoy! R&R!

Spit You Out

A fiery red dragoness stepped out of her small dwelling in the town of Warfang. Her soft orange eyes pierced through the fog that had descended over the sheltered haven. It was a false peace, she knew. Spyro, or what he had become, was approaching, and with him came destruction. The dragoness sighed. This is what she had to do, to save him from himself. Cynder had left him and Spyro would fade into shadow without help. This was her choice, her decision. She used to adore Spyro, but she despised what he had become.

Step after step brought the fire dragoness closer to him, and before long she was standing outside the town. She was now the only thing standing between Warfang and annihilation. She would stop him, here and now.

I am what I am, so I...
Spit you out!

The red dragoness walked up to the very edge of Spyro's "killzone" and stared him in the eye. In a quiet voice, she scolded the dark dragon. "Spyro, stop this. I know you're hurting, but this isn't the way to deal with it. Cynder was wrong in what she said, yes, but you're actions were rash as well. She gave you everything, and you leave? How does that show your dedication to her? She did wrong, but you did as well." She hoped that her words would help. She didn't want to push him away, she wanted the ties to be built strong.


Do I, cut the ties? or do I, hold on tight?!

Spyro's eyes flashed at the dragoness before him, but he did not move forward or strike her down. "Who do you think you are to tell me what I did? It's my life! Move or you die like the others!" the dark dragon shouted. Despite his awesome power, the mere sight of this dragoness simply standing there froze the blood in his veins. She took a step into his destructive radius and he made no move of hostility towards her. Her gaze held him captive, his paws feeling like they were permanently attached to the ground.


Time has come for me to realize
All those things I loved I now despise

She drew closer and closer to him and he could do nothing. Spyro's body began to tremble and he cried out, "Leave me be, this is my life! You have no right to stop me!"

A tear traced its way down the bright red scales of the dragoness's muzzle. "I have every right to stop you, for THIS is my life. And my life is tied to yours. We have been connected since our birth, Spyro. And I'm taking back what was mine." She brushed her tail down his neck gently, but unlike the way that Cynder had done before. "You, Spyro. It's time for you to come to your senses. Look around you. You've lost your love, your friends, and your purpose."


But it's, my life!
(I'm taking back what's mine!)
It's, our, time!
(To rise above!)
It's, my, life!
(I'm taking back what's mine!)
It's, our, time!

She circled him slowly, keeping him anchored in that spot with her eyes. "What lengths would you go to for her? For them? Look at what happened to Sparx. He gave up life at the temple for his love and family. He sacrificed being around you, his foster brother, for love. What would you do for Cynder?"

Spyro started to shake violently under the withering stare of this fiery dragoness. Anger boiling under his scales, but unable to do anything, the dark dragon yelled, "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

She dipped her head slightly and raised it with a beautiful smile gracing her features. A soft voice sounded forth, easing Spyro's pain but plunging him deeper into confusion. "Spyro, do you not recognize me? Does the name Pyre mean anything to you?"

The dragoness had only learned of Spyro through the cheetahs in Warfang but her room was covered in paintings dedicated to him, so she would never forget him. He was her only tie to her past, and she wouldn't ever let him go.


Your pictures on my wall
With you around me I don't feel it's over
I've never felt this way before
With you around me I don't feel it's over

Spyro collapsed under her unwavering gaze. Throwing his eyes back up to hers, he called out, "I don't know who you are! I've never heard that name before! Who the hell are you?!"

Her voice came as a distant echo. "So Ignitus never told you…Spyro, I am your sister." She sat on her haunches before him. "And I am going to stop you."


I am what I am, so I...
Spit you out!
Can you justify how I...

Spyro stared at the fire dragoness in shock. Words tried to make their way out of his mouth but they ended up in a tangled mess as the fading darkness stole his energy away. "S-s-s-sister? But….what about….I mean…and you…" Spyro shook his head. "Sister?" he repeated.

Pyre nodded, sliding down to lay in front of the purple dragon. "Yes, Spyro. And though we just met, I know everything about what you've done, who you are. I admired you, you were my role model. But now?" A disappointed look came into her eyes. "I want nothing to do with you."


Time has come for me to realize
All those things I loved I now despise

Spyro gaped at her as she continued her speech. "But when you let this…evil take over you, I had to step in. You're my own blood; I couldn't let you do this. I needed to help you, like I never could before. You were throwing your life away Spyro!"


But it's, my life!
(I'm taking back what's mine!)
It's, our, time!
(To rise above!)
It's, my, life!
(I'm taking back what's mine!)
It's, our, time!

"All my life, I've watched you. Ever since I hatched, I've been seeing the effects of what you've accomplished. They gave me gifts in your honor when they found out my bloodline. But still, I stayed alone to watch." She sighed heavily and shuffled her wings. "I should have stepped in sooner. I could have changed so much…" her gaze faltered for a second.


Your pictures on my wall
With this around me I don't feel it's over
I've never felt this way before
With you around me I don't feel it's over now!

Spyro stood to his paws and towered over the smaller dragoness. "How do I know you're telling the truth? You could just be trying to save your own scales. Why should I trust you?" The purple dragon was now able to hold her gaze without being transfixed.


The end!

I know you're faking!
You try to get me back!
I know you're faking it!

Pyre did nothing to assert any kind of power over Spyro. She simply placed a paw on his and said, "Think, Spyro. If I had just wanted to save myself, would I have come straight to you? No! I would have fled. But I came to my brother, I risked my own life to save yours. Do you trust that? Do you believe that I would sacrifice my life if I was lying?"

"No…I'm sorry. You're right, I was just acting in shock." Spyro forced a grin, trying to see past what had happened. "I was just told for so long that Cynder and I were the only eggs that survived. It didn't make sense that another could have and the dragoness that came from it be my sister." He placed a wing over her body and she gave him another beautiful smile. "I was so blind…"


The end!

But it's, my life!
(I'm taking back what's mine!)
It's, our, time!
(To rise above!)
It's, my, life!
(I'm taking back what's mine!)
It's, our, time!
To rise above!

Pyre rose to her paws as well, standing just short of her brother's chin. "But our work isn't over. There is still a shadow that plagues this realm. We must free Dreyah from this…Kronos is unstable enough with his gift, she is all that is keeping him sane."

Spyro shot his sister a look of confusion. "Gift? What gift does he have? He's just a simple ice dragon."

Pyre shook her head slowly. "No…he is blessed by the Ancestors. Kronos can look into the future. He came to see me once and told me that this would happen, this meeting of you and I. And now, if we are to save the realms, we must find Dreyah. She is the final piece, and this game must be won!"

So Spyro has a sister...imagine that. lol, well this series has kept me guessing and every day i find something else falling right into place, making it better and better. continuing on, there might be another chapter later tonight, if i don't die during basketball, but for your sakes i will endure!

Laters!