Drake: I don't own Legend of Spyro, all I own are my own characters... also first time back stage, Morain!

Morain: Idiots.

Darke: Not him.

Chapter 1: The Mission

Cynder entered the 'temple' of Warfang, avoid hateful glances of dragons, Moles, and cheetahs. Three days after the world was reformed, dragons in small numbers began returning to Warfang. However all of them hated Cynder... well except for two.

"Hey Cynder!" A cute, female voice stood out. Cynder looked up to see Ember, the pink dragoness. Cynder smiled. She also saw Flame, a red dragon, walking behind Ember.

"What's wrong, Spyro looked at your tail or something?" Flame joked. Cynder rolled her eyes. Ember and Flame were the only two new dragons that were nice to her. Ember scowled at Flame's remark.

"Leave Cynder and Spyro out of your jokes Flame." She said. Ember had hear about Spyro's exploits, and had a small crush. However, she soon realized that Spyro only had eyes for Cynder. Ever since then, Ember had been like a sister to Cynder.

Cynder laughed. "I'm fine, I'm just enjoying the view of the city." Cynder sighed.

"It's amazing, right?" Ember and Flame nodded.

"Anyways, I got a meeting with the Guardians, got to go!" Cynder said, remembering that she had the meeting. "If you see Sparx, insult him for me!"

Inside the Temple of Warfang

Spyro sat on the temple floor, looking at the Guardians. Cynder walked in, smiling.

"Did I miss anything?" She smirked. Spyro grinned.

"No, but I missed you."

"Oh, I know you missed me."

"Will you both stop flirting and listen?" Terrador boomed. Spyro and Cynder stared sheepishly and sat down.

"Now we can finally start. As you both know, dragons are nearly endangered. Maleifor almost destroyed all of dragon kind. However, we also know that small pockets of dragons DID survive. But know the pockets are disappearing. But another major problem in this situation is the world itself!" Volteer began saying in a fast paced tone.

"Because of you fixing the world Spyro,, quite good at doing so I may add, bordering on the amazing, impossible, improbable, oh... I lost track. Anyway, the world itself has been reborn. New continents, new landscapes, even new oceans!" Volteer said in a excited voice.

"YOur ability has not only saved the world, but remake it. Remarkable, amazing, I-I can't even describe it.. lost track again... my apologies. " Volteer bowed.

"Anyway, Your mission is more of two missions. 1st part of your new mission is to scout the world, discovering the new lands. Your second part is to look for more dragons!"

Spyro stood up. "Are you sure?" Volteer nodded.

"Yes." Cynder stood up as well.

"Two Weeks and already we need to go on another adventure? Damn it." Cynder said jokingly.

Spyro grinned. " But now we can spend more time together." Spyro said with a smile.

"You got that line from Sparx didn't you?" Cynder accused playfully.

"He is the one who taught me how to flirt." Spyro said, with a smirk.

"No wonder it isn't working." Cynder said sweetly.

Spyro laughed. "Are you sure Cyn?"

THe Guardians stared the two and groaned.

Valley of Avalar

Darke stared at the intoxicating scenery around him, flying high. "To bad you can't fly Morain!" He mocked. The grey ape ignored him for the most part. They had been traveling together for 8 hours and he was already ready to kill Darke. He sat down, and took a book out of his bag. Darke landed.

"So... we making camp or something?" Darke asked.

"Why don't we relax? This is a beautiful valley. Why not relax for a while?" The grey ape said. His orange eyes glinted in the sunlight. Darke shrugged, and stared at the ape. "What are you doing?"

"Reading."

"What's that?"

Morain looked up.

"You don't know what reading is?" Morain stared.

"I've heard of it, I just never knew what it was." Darke said, angry. Morain but his hands up in a 'wait a sec' position.

"Look, reading is basically a story, except you can print on paper instead of memorizing it." Morian explained. Darke stared and grinned.

"Can you teach me to read?" Darke asked. Morain stared. Teach him... to read? Ah what the hell it could be fun. Morain thought.

"Sure, why not." Morain grabbed a piece of paper. He drew the alphabet on the paper. "Do you know how to say A,B,C?" Morain said, pointing at each letter with a black piece of a torch. Darke stared.

"I know the alphabet... so A,B,C,D... right?" Darke said, drawing the letters out. "Which means that letter must be E." Darke said. "Show me more!"

2 hours later

Morain then learned good traits about Darke. One was that if Darke is curious about something, he will listen better than any student. Second, he learned fast. Darke had learned how read(and write) in under two hours. That was pretty good. Morain stared at the setting sun. Darke had gone out to hunt food. Morain grabbed some food out of his bag. He grinned. Maybe, just maybe I might like working with this idiotic dragon after all... as long as he know the boundaries. Morain thought.

Darke was hunting for rabbits when he saw them. He heard the drums first. "Boom,Boom,BOOM,BOOM,BOOM" The sound went, scaring the rabbit away. Darke looked around to see the noise that ruined his catch. What he saw wasn't good. "Damn it." Darke hissed. The Ape Army had come. Darke then turned around and flew backward, toward Morain. The sooner they left, the better they had chance of getting further ahead.

Morain was eating when Darke returned.

"What is it, Darke, couldn't catch somethin-" Morain stopped when he saw Darke's face. His face was filled with anger, hatred, and a bit of fear.

"What?" Morain asked.

Darke gulped. "The Ape Army is here... in the Valley." Morain stood still.

"Goliath damn them!" Morian cursed. He then sighed.

"We need to move quickly then." Morain picked up his bag, and looked at the rest of the food.

"You hungry? I'm full. Eat the rest if you want." Darke stared, and pounced at the meat, swallowing it whole.

"Mmmmgh." Darke said.

"Okay, where were we. Oh yeah evil Armies. Lets get out of here!" Darke said, flying up into the air... to be pulled down again by Morain. Darke turned, looking for some answers.

"You idiot! You can't fly with them around! They might see you" Morain growled. Darke gulped.

"Sorry."

Morain groaned. "Were doomed."

Cynder's Room

Cynder sighed. The Guardians had told them that tomorrow she and Spyro would leave to explore the new world and find dragons.

"Hey Cyn." Cynder turned to see Spyro smiling. "Mind if I come in?" Cynder rolled her eyes.

"Your my friend Spyro, not to mention my... boyfriend." Cynder tried out the word. It didn't feel right. She loved him, but the word just didn't feel right. Spyro stared.

"You didn't answer my question." Spyro said.

"No, I don't mind." Cynder said. Spyro walked over.

"You really want to stay don't you?" Spyro said

"No! I mean, I just want to live my life... no more adventures." Spyro smiled.

"Then let me go alone."

"No! I have to come with you... you could get hurt!" Cynder roared, pouncing on Spyro.

"I want to stay but I want to be with you... argh it's so hard to-umph" Cynder's ramblings were cut short by Spyro kissing her quickly. After they broke apart Cynder stared.

"I got to stay with you Spyro." Cynder finally said. Spyro grinned.

"Good, so tomorrow we go."

Void

Years I have waited, Years I have watched. But now my anger hold know bounds. The creatures born in my name are selfish, pathetic creatures that deserve DEATH!

"Yes oh Creator." A figure in the darkness bowed. "My armies march toward the dragon city."

And the sacrifices?

"All but one found."

WE NEED THEM ALL!

"I know, I was simply informing you Creator."

Hmm... this will take some thought. Go... send this army against my traitorous children.

"Oh yes oh great Gol-"

NEVER SAY MY TRUE NAME! NEVER!

"I apologise Creator, I apologize!" The creature cowered.

GO! NOW!

The figure ran.

Soon I will make my children suffer for locking their creator in the void...

A/N

Drake: AWESOME STUFF!

Darke: I can't read?(Growls.)

Morain: Now you can!

Drake stared: Yeah...