Hey everyone. I know I disappeared for a little while, but it was for important reasons. My girlfriend is freaking out again, I'm trying to help a friend who wants to find his real mother, and finals are just around the corner, not to mention my roommate is acting like a five year old (he's 21 years old).

Also an important message for anyone who is waiting for the sequel to How Much For Your Love. I have concluded after much debate that it is a one shot and that there will be no sequel as planned. I'm sorry, but I have found that the sequel wouldn't link at all back to How Much For Your Love. I'm using the same plot and a slightly modified storyline.

Other than that I hope everyone's life is going well and that I will try not to vanish again. Oh quick side note. My internet at home sucks so when I go home for Christmas Break which starts on the 9th I will rarely be on the internet. Sorry. I'm trying to get my friend to fix the wireless so it would bitch at my computer like it has done for a while.

One more thing, this chapter is short so enjoy and please R&R.

Chapter 5: Like a Dream

Spyro slept through the night, but he had a strange dream.

Dream…

Spyro was standing on in the ruins that covered the White Isles. He could hear a great battle going on. Cynder strode up next to him, but she was different. She looked longer and taller. Her scales reflected the dull light more brilliantly and her horns again have grown a great deal. She also had the bands removed from her. She looked over to him and smiled before licking his cheek.

"All forces are halted. There is only one way and that is through the cave entrance, which inside has a teleport pad where the enemy continues to get reinforcements," Cynder stated.

Spyro growled, "He will be here soon. We need to break them."

"The Master is coming here?" Cynder asked, "I thought he wasn't coming until we have secured the islands."

"I told them that we would have the islands under control by the time he gets here," Spyro softly said.

"We need to finish this and quickly," Cynder said realizing the punishment for failure.

They made their way to the frontlines of the battle. The enemy was still holding strong despite the month of battle.

Spyro pushed through his warriors until he reached the front line. He moved in front of them so he was before the defenders.

"Give up and lay down your arms," Spyro demanded, "You cannot hope to defeat us."

A whispering voice that sounded cold, but not evil filled the air, "We live to serve and for nothing else. You will break on us and we shall outlast you."

"So be it," Spyro growled.

Spyro quickly fired an earth shot which threw the front line of defenders in front of him back into the other defenders. Cynder joined in and unleashed a wave of fear that simply knocked back the Guardians of the White Isles.

The statue warriors stood up and reformed the line as if nothing had happened. Spyro growled and used his comet dash to break the line, placing himself in the middle of the guardian formation. Cynder was quick to follow suit and used her Scorpion Strike move to weaken some of the front line defenders and to go over them also placing herself in the formation.

The battle to follow was simply described as carnage, the stone warriors where being destroyed by Spyro and Cynder's destructive abilities. Despite the fact that the guardians could respawn they didn't prevent the two from casting them down as they made progress towards the teleporter.

The guardians pushed forward with supernatural strength to prevent the loss of their foothold, but it ultimately failed. Spyro torched an oncoming group and charged forward, bursting through the line, standing before the teleporter with Cynder who approached a moment later. They stepped onto the pad and white particles began to draw in towards them and they next thing they knew they were standing inside a large stone hall.

The hall was clearly ancient and masterfully crafted. Spyro and Cynder were unable to enjoy the architecture for more than a mere moment before more guardians swarmed in on them. The hall was filled with the stone statue warriors.

Spyro and Cynder stood in front of the teleporter pad, preventing any guardians to reestablish the defensive line on the other side. The guardians charged forward with their shields in front of them and their stone blades raised to strike the two dragons down.

Elements were unleashed on the guardians, casting large scores down with each blast of elemental destruction. For what felt like eternity the two dragons spewed their deadly powers onto their enemies until their armies started coming through the teleporter pad. Spyro and Cynder held the enemy off until their forces could establish same defenses.

Once ready the two dragons took to the air and landed behind the line of apes. There they both rested for a moment. A continuous flow of apes came from the teleporter pad, adding to the strength of the defense. The enemy though had warriors that would return to life and fight which meant that they had to push forward as quickly as possible before they were halted by the enemy forces again.

Things began to blur together and suddenly he was on his back with a massive, white, glowing warrior. He held a sword that glowed with the same radiance as its wielder. The sword was inches from his neck.

"You wasted your life," the being said, "You were destined to kill Malefor and reestablish the age of peace. You must die or the corruption of your master will spread."

Spyro looked around him and found Cynder laying thirty feet away, not moving. Spyro suddenly glared back at the warrior with hate burning in his eyes.

The warrior starred down at him the blade ready as he dragged out the word in a ghostly whisper, "Die…"

Dream End…

Spyro woke up breathing heavily.

Cynder woke up as well from his increased rate of breathing looking at him with concern as she asked, "What is it Spyro?"

Spyro slowly looked at her taking a deep breath before saying, "I think I'm going to die."