Ok here it is the next chapter, which takes place eight years later. Now this is the longest chapter of the story. I never imagined this chapter would be this long. So incredible that this chapter is very long. I hope I don't write any more long chapters.

(AND THIS CHAPTER IS NOT LION KING FOR ONCE.)

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Spyro was flying all around Skylands along with Whirlwind. He was carrying Ignitor and she was carrying Stealth Elf. It was a race they were doing and it was intense and intense. They went through hard gushes of winds, prowled over pouring lava, charted through the Undead Realm, and gliding near rough terrains of Skylands.

Spyro had taken the lead while Whirlwind was drifting behind around that island's corner they passed seconds ago.

"Hey, Spyro, we may actually win this race, and… POOF… we will finally do what we want them to," shouted Ignitor.

"You and me both, flaming man," Spyro shouted back.

"Who are you calling flame man, dragon hatchling?" shouted Ignitor.

"You, of course," answered Spyro.

"Will you stop calling me names and just focus on winning this race for once?"

"With great pleasure."

They both had to shout back at each other since they were racing at a high altitude. The winds gushing in their ears and they needed to shout very loudly at each other.

After crossing beneath an island, Spyro was about to pass through a narrow hole beneath an island that was too thin for them both, but Spyro had to take the risk and win his first race.

After Spyro left his home eight years ago, he let go of his old life and embraced a new life with four other strangers he never knew. Soon after, he was living the going-with-the-flow life, and he couldn't feel happier than this life he was living. In doing so, he had forgotten the old world he had known and passed into a new world.

In reality, Spyro was just about to pass through a narrow hole he was passing himself to do as a short cut to win the race he and Ignitor were doing since they met.

Ignitor was looking in great horror. At first, he was thinking Spyro was only kidding about aiming for it. But as they drew closer to it, Ignitor was coming more frighten by the inch.

"Hey, Spyro, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to go through that open gap to win this race, and I do mean it."

"Ha, ha, ha. That's for sure funny. Ha, ha, ha. Flying through a ten inch gap under an island is very funny indeed. Ha, ha….. WHAT!?"

"You heard me; we doing through that hole. Keep calm and watch on."

At lightning speed, Spyro headed towards the hole that was big enough to fit a football.

"Er, Spyro?"

Spyro wasn't listening to Ignitor; his focus was on that little hole.

"Spyro?!"

They were less than half-a-football-field away from it and flying at high speed like a bullet being fired from a gun.

"SPYRO!"

And…SWOOSH… they went into the hole. Spyro bend his wings, curled his legs under his legs. Then Spyro lit a small fire from his mouth to find his way through the dark cave. Moving his legs like a lizard's legs, he crawled around the cave before seeing the exit of the cave. Dunking out, he spread out his orange wings and began flying again.

For Eruptor, who was holding tight on Spyro's back like a frightened cat, he felt like water was poured and put out his fire.

Spyro was in the lead thanks to the shortcut he made.

"Spyro?" grunted Ignitor.

"Yeah?"

"DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAAAAAIN?" shouted Ignitor, erupting with a strong red, raging fire.

"Well, I just did that and now get over it. The finish line is directly ahead."

There was an island ahead of them that was holding a ring of fire, the finish line that was a ring and not a straight line drawn on the ground.

While Spyro was thinking about winning, he was forgetting about his female opponents: Whirlwind and Stealth Elf. They were yards behind him, and he did not know about it.

Spyro was flying fast but Whirlwind was flying faster; they also took the shortcut Spyro took. Whirlwind was mostly a cunning strategist. Staying behind enough to see what Spyro would do and take advantage of Spyro' shortcut ideas. This is how she would win every single time.

Just ways away from winning, Spyro was giving all his strength like sprinter, but Whirlwind was preserving her flying energy like a distant runner. A sprinter would always run out of energy in seconds while the distant running would conserve their running energy at the last minute before the finish line.

Whirlwind was just inches away from Spyro's tail. Stealth Elf had one of her bony daggers ready to strike his tail.

Suddenly, Spyro had a struck a nerve and turned his gaze backwards; Whirlwind was right behind him. He turned his gaze forward and started to flap his wings vigorously. The body energy he was had left he drained into his wings and with, his flapping strength, spun and flew faster than a speeding bullet.

Just within seconds of unleashing a sonic flight, Spyro finished all the way towards the ring of fire. He unlocked his true Purple Dragon abilities at the last minute of the race.

Whirlwind was whirled away from Spyro's sonic, windy impact of his newly found Purple Dragon flying ability. Her feathered wings were flurried from her control. Stealth Elf lost her balanced and fell off Whirlwind and landed on a nearby island.

Whirlwind's wing were swirling in great rounds per second like a tornado, she couldn't control her flight. Her body was flying out of control just like a tornado.

"HELP ME!" she cried

Spyro's ears flickered when he heard the hybrid's cry for help.

"Yes, we're almost there, Spyro," said Ignitor, proudly.

Spyro was determined to win the race, but what about Whirlwind? Will he just go to the finish ring and save her later? But if he does, what will happen to Whirlwind? Will she get back into control of her flight or will she survive but at a great cost such as losing her abilities and impact herself on her back and break her spinal cord?

"Ignitor, get on my tail," said Spyro.

"Your tail? Why?"

"Because you're going to win this race for us."

"Ok," said Ignitor, getting on Spyro's little small tail, which he grabbed and held onto with both hands. "Wh-what now?"

"This!" shouted Spyro, turning backwards.

Spyro flung his tail, sending Ignitor flying towards the ring of fire

"WHHHHOOOOOOAAAAAA!" shouted Ignitor, as he went flying through the air like a paper airplane.

Spyro didn't pay attention if his partner made it through the finishing line; he was more concerned about Whirlwind, a female dragon and unicorn hybrid he met after he left his home. Just days after they met, Whirlwind taught Spyro how to fly and be the best fastest flying winged creature they ever was. At first, Spyro started out as a wimp but as the days turned into months and into years, Sypro became a pro-flying dragon.

Whirlwind was igniting in Spyro's heart; something he never felt before for this kind of creature that looked so different from any other dragon or creature he'd seen in his life.

Now, he saw his friend spinning into a vortex he created with his Purple Dragon ability. He nodded and flew towards her at cheetah speed. He was not going to let his friend lose her flying skills or lose her life. He raised his claws to reach for her, but he would have to face the vortex he created.

When he drew closer, he could feel the vortex keeping him away from saving Whirlwind.

"Help me," she cried out.

"I'm-I'm coming," he cried back.

But the force of the vortex was keeping him away from her. No matter what strength he was shredding to get to her, he wasn't getting closer at all.

To make matters worse, they were nearing an island. Spyro saw in horror they were reaching it quickly.

Again and again, Spyro would try, try, and try again and again and again to no success. His claws were digging into the vortex if he was starching an invisible barrier. He needed to get through because he was more than just a mere dragon.

"STOP! I am a Purple Dragon! Stop!"

Suddenly, the windy vortex stopped and Whirlwind and flung toward the nearby island.

"WWHHHHAAAAAAA!"

Spyro flew faster than her being flung and caught her by her shoulders.

"Gotta!"

Spyro held her in his arms until she was able to flap her wings. Whirlwind was back flying again in seconds.

"You. you saved me?" asked Whirlwind, softly.

"I had to, I couldn't let a friend lose her life."

"What about the race?"

"What about it? It's just some race, not important as you, Stealth Elf, and Ignitor."

"Gee, thanks," said Whirlwind. "I always never needed saving."

"I guess everyone needs savings these days. You saved me from the wastelands eight years ago, and now I have returned the favor."

"So, this makes us even then. Spyro?"

"Yes?"

She leaned her head close to Spyro's head.

"No one has ever saved me before," whispered Whirlwind.

"Really?" he whispered back, as their foreheads touched. "I thought you were strong."

Whirlwind placed her forepaw on his forepaw.

"Not as strong as you."

They suddenly closed their eyes and moved their lips closer for a kiss; their feelings were just about to unleash a few inches away. A dragon hybrid and a Purple Dragon were just about to unleash just half an inch away now.

"Just what are you two doing?" asked Ignitor.

The romantic moment turned into a blushing, near embarrassing moment. Both of them jumped feet away from each other.

"Nothing!" they said, blushing.

"Then stop doing 'nothing' and let's celebrate; boys win today now. Let's go the Core of Light and start a celebration. Girls can finally do what we dare them to do like the same dares they did to us for nearly eight years."

Ignitor were galloping away.

Spyro and Whirlwind sat feet away from each other, staring in near-embarrassment.

"Let us not speak of this moment in the future," said Spyro, frighten.

"Agreed."

Whirlwind had her cool back together and walked in the direction Ignitor dashed off. After she took her first steps, she quickly kissed Spyro on the cheek and ran off happily.

Spyro's were wide open, and his wings popped open wide.

"Oh, looks like we have some loverdragons in the air," said Stealth Elf, revealing herself behind some bushes.

"WHOA! Stealth Elf! Have you been hiding behind there? Were you listening this whole time with me or Whirlwind knowing?"

"No need to get hyper. I just saw the entire thing. We should not just be celebrating a race but an engagement."

"An engagement?!" shouted Spyro, blushing. "Are you insane, elf?"

"I'm an elf; I'm always insane. You better catchup to your girlfriend. I don't think you don't want to keep her waiting for you."

Stealth Elf disappeared behind the bushes and everything was silent.

Spyro was alone. He never felt so humiliated in all his life. He felt like this day couldn't get any worse. He started to wonder what was going back home where Cynder, Malefor, Flashwing, and Sunburn are.


The next chapter will feature the lives under Malefor's rule in Warfang and the Dragon Temple. It ain't gonna be pretty once you read the next chapter.