Ignitus swooped and pushed Cynder. Everything became blurry for her. The lights of the flames being thrown heated the air. She felt sick. The ground swirled as Cynder came nearer and nearer. She thought she would die. The heat began to feel more and more intense as if she were still in he center of it all. A loud thud! Told her that she was on the ground and still alive. Everything began to turn scarlet red, and then pitch black.
"Hey Creepy! You alive?" it was Sparx's voice. He sounded like he was right above her. "Hellllllloooooo? C'mon! Don't die on me now!" he chocked as he spoke. His voice was hoarse. Cynder sat up.
"Sparx! What happened? Where's Ignitus? A-and Spyro?" She began to frantically look around.
"Spyro flew off somewhere. The jerk. And the big guy ain't looking so good." He bowed his head in dismay. Ignitus lay unconscious by the river. The side he lay on most of his bones crushed, and his other side was bleeding. Cynder's eyes widened as she got up and walked towards him. His chest moved slowly. Every breath looked painful.
"Ignitus… are you okay?" Cynder stood a distance.
"I won't live very long like this" he coughed up some blood. "But don't worry, I lived a long life." He let out a small smile.
"No! We'll get help! I promise we will!" all the fury that had been inside her had been let out in that single statement. Ignitus will not die. She'd make sure of it. "Sparx! Where's the closet place you know of? The temple is in ruins, and-and I don't see the other elders anywhere!"
"Where me and Spyro grew up! Our parents could do something! It's pretty far, but I think we could make it." He frantically looked around for a trail or path.
"No time to try and look for a close path, let's go down the river!" Cynder panicked and tried to find a large leaf. Some were big enough to carry three full-sized dragons. It took about 10 minutes, but Cynder managed to tear one down and drag it to the river. It hit Cynder that Ignitus wasn't going to be as easy to carry as she had previously thought. First, he weighed almost 800 pounds. Second, moving an unconscious person is dangerous. If their back or neck is hurt, they could die. "Sparx, how are we going to get him to your home? Hurry! Help me!"
"You want Mr. Stick arms' help? Puh-lease! You've gotta be kidding-" Cynder was between tears, for once, she wasn't just "a monster" she was a friend who needed help. "Alright, I'll make sure he's okay, you push him." He muttered. Okay? What was that? I'm seriously going to do this for someone who almost killed me AND my brother? I need help. He thought to himself.
When Ignitus was safely on the leaf, it took one good kick to send it careening down the river. The dragonfly swamp wasn't too far away, but it will take them a while to hike back up. The rapids stop about a half a mile away from where they need to be. There is no was to stop when in the middle of a river, just allow yourself to be carried on. Cynder hoped for Ignitus' sake that they'd get there as soon as possible.
I'd like to take this time to apologize for being gone so long. I haven't been feeling well, and this cold weather has kept me away from the computer. I also want to thank all my fans, you guys gave me the courage to continue the story and keep writing. You rock. D