OK, first off, if there is ever some disclaimers I need to put, then of course, I don't own the Spyro series. And before you read this, this will involve my fan character named Crevasse, which is explained in my profile. Oh, and sorry for the numerous typos I had in the previous chapter And also, I gave a name to the element that Spyro has hidden in him, but this is not the official name, but I've called it that for 3 months now, so please bear with me. (dragona)

The Holy Dragoness of the Dark-----Chapter 2
Waking from a Convexity

Not the one that I have trusted.
Not the one that I ever met.
Not the one I have ever known.
And surely, not the one that controls me.

But I am weak and not ready,
and is easily conquered by this monstrosity.
And I unintentionally risk the lives of others.
Please... help me...

"Hey... hey... wake up..." spyro says. Cynder was awakened from the dream, or best described as a nightmare. She awoke inside the draogn homes, where the guardians and a few others were residing. Slowly opening her eyes, she was lying down in the center of the 4 guardians. "What happened?" Ignitus asks. "Whatever calamous state you were dwelling in, it surely was horrifying, terrifying, frightening, scary..." says Volteer with an unfinished sentence. "Volteer!" shouts Cyril suddenly. "I believe what is happening here is that Cynder is not well-prepared to actually wander out in this realm." he continued. Spyro couldn't help but put in a statement of his own: "Yet I needed to feel what was going on inside her before she actually woke up. I don't feel that this is right." Spyro said. "We'll have to watch over her or else another catastrophe may happen again." Terrador inputs.

Then, a voice is suddenly heard from the door, loud and clear. "It is not recommended that you keep her confined within your protection, for your life may be at risk." the Hound-Dragon named Crevasse quickly inputted. "Old-man, don't you ever learn to at least knock?" Spyro just had to ask. Creavsse just ignored him. "What goes on inside her is possibly connected to what is surrounding her. I, myself, don't want to go near her because of the things that may happen." Crevasse explains. "Then how are we supposed to ensure her safety?" Cyril asks. "The only way that you are safe is if you have a power that is stronger than what is inside her, which I am not sure how we'll determine." Crevasse explains. While the 4 guardians and the Hound-Dragon were talking, Cynder sneaks out of the room and goes outside, letting herself out in her usual 'I-need-to-be-alone' state. She had a very depressed face, and her emotions were as close as she was ready to cry. "I don't know... I don't know! Stop asking me to come back to you, whoever you are! I don't want this power! I'd rather have it thrown away into where noone can reach it!" she cries out. Then Spyro stealthily comes from behind in his usual 'concerned-about-others' feeling. "What is it? What happened?" He immeadietly asks.
"Spyro... I don't know..."
"We have to know. We will surely have to overcome this."
"Spyro... don't be too concerned about what happens in me... you heard Crevasse, it may mean risking your life more!"
"Cynder, he may be right about what is best for us, but do you really think that solving a problem will only require the help of one?"
"Spyro... it's something you don't understand!"
"But seeing the way you've been talking to me, even you don't understand yourself!"
"..." Cynder suddenly became silent.
"Look, I do not care about whatever stands in my way just to be able to save someone. I've been through many risky adventures, and I know what I'm supposed to do. I will stand for you, whatever the case may be."
Cynder felt the determination that Spyro had. "... Spyro... right now..." she then thinks for a moment. "... I don't care what that old-man says! You may be right, you may be the one who will save me, the one who will put my destiny back to where it's supposed to go... Please Spyro... protect me... and help me from whatever curses me..."
"It's OK... I'm right beside you... I will guard you from what disgraces your being. I will be with you..."

Then suddenly, a voice spoke out from nowhere. Spyro suddenly puts on a serious face. "You will never escape from my clucthes!" the voice said. "I refuse! I refuse to go flowing along your purpose!" Cynder replied.
"You persist too much. YOu are always forgetting that I am always more powerful than you, no matter what you do."
"Never... you never control me! I can't be taken into your hands! I disbelieve that we had something in common in the past!"
"Hahaha, you're so naive, Cynder. Look carefully on what is going on around you. Isn't it great being the most different? You will make the difference for me, and I'll keep on taking your soul!"
"I will continue to persist... you have no right take me!"
Irritated, the voice revealed himself in the form of a black mist. It started slowly approaching Cynder, who was staring at it angrily, but nervously. It was accelerating faster and faster, and Cynder was going immobile because of it's power. But then suddenly, "Haaaaaaargh!" Spyro screams out. What came out from his mouth was the same purple element that Cynder had encountered in her nightmare. It was Spyro's power... it was the power named 'Dragona'. The element struck the black mist, and quickly made it back-off a bit into the air. "What's this?" the voice seemed surprised. "So, it's you who has banished me! The one who sealed me into the convexity of no-power!" the voice continued. "You are not welcome here! Be gone!" Spyro screamed. "Not until I capture this dragon here. But first, you'll have to be exterminated!" the voice then said. Then a circle of power appeared below Spyro, which rendered him quite frozen, and he couldn't react fast enough to realize what was happening. What was happening was a certain element was readying to strike Spyro, and was coming from the heavens. It wasn't pure darkness at all, nor is it any other element that he knew of. Then suddenly, "Mihi Horror Membra Percipit... Tenshos!" chants Cynder, which suddenly created a shell of magic around Spyro, which protected him from the very strong element that struck him. "You WILL die!" Another element was readied from the black mist, which was unidentifiable too. "Inter Fulmina et in Tenebris... Tenshos!" Cynder chants, which protected Spyro again from the element that struck him. "Hahaha, my power is infinite, as to yours is limited, Cynder. I will keep striking him until you can protect him no more!" the voice said. "Aaargh... no... way... I will... not... give up!" Spyro took a hard time to say. Then suddenly, an invisible air-slice hit the black mist. "What the?" the voice said. There was purple blood flowing out of the mist. "Tsk! Who could do such a thing to me?!" the voice complained.

Indeed... it was the mighty hound-dragon named Crevasse.

"Creavsse!" Cynder says in amazement. "...old-man?" Spyro said with a questioning look. Crevasse was quickly chanting a spell:

"Quantus Tremor est futurus...
quando judex est venturus..."
"No way." the voice just said. "Tsk, I can't meet up with you fully when you are three, especially that I am appearing as a part of myself only. YOu will never leave my sight, Cynder! I WILL take you sometime!" the voice said before disappearing quickly.

"Are you two alright?" Crevasse immeadietly asked. "Yeah, we seem fine." Spyro replied. "...His power... must be stopped..." was all that Cynder can say. "...he wasted my magic. Once I even begin chanting the words, I can't say it for a long time again. I guess it's up to someone else now... there's a high chance of meeting doom again..." said the hound-dragon with much worry. "We'll all need some rest. It's actually night." Spyro said. "Oh, alright. I'm going back to my cave now. I wish all of you luck..." Crevasse said, then he flew away, quickly disappearing into the horizon. "... Spyro... I'm sorry..." Cynder said. "...you've been involved in what you're not supposed to be... and now your life is in danger, too..." she continues. "... Cynder... please... I don't need your apologies. I'm the one who should apologize for being so weak earlier, but we all made a mistake. For now, we have to rest." Spyro immeadietly replied. "... yes... good night..." Cynder said, walking away slowly with a quite depressed face. Spyro was still just standing there, looking at the black dragon. "... you're also always in my sight... I will force that thing to let go of you, and you can live peacefully in our realm again... especially around my arms..."

Again, I gave a name to the element that Spyro has hidden in him, but this is not the official name, but I've called it that for 3 months now, so please bear with me. (dragona) And right now I'm running out of ideas for Chapter 3, so... eh.