Wow. I'm so sorry, everyone. I didn't realize how long it's been. I've been so caught up with everything that I just forgot about FF. I've had some PMs asking about the Madness Saga, we'll I'm glad to say that it's back. I know what you're thinking. "Stephanie, you've told us this before. What about all those other stories you left in the dust?" Well it hasn't been easy since Sinrah and Holly got married, and of course I still have a life to live. But I've decided to come up with a system. Every day I'm going to just sit at the computer and just get a rhythm going.

To make up for my absence, here's the final chapter of Chaos, and the lemon everyone's been waiting for. I actually did a double lemon, and man, fif it takea lot out of me to write!

± Epilogue

Spyro walked back up through the ruins and made it to the main temple, with Ember right behind him. "Let's go." They ran towards the front entrance to witness Cynder opening the door and letting Aeon inside. "Huh? Cynder? What's going on?"

"Who are you, sir?" Ember asked the strange creature.

"He told me he needed to come inside," Cynder explained. "I should just let him tell you."

"Thank you," said Aeon towards Cynder. "You are Spyro, correct? The dragon of legend?"

"I suppose so," said the humble Spyro.

"Greetings. My name is Aeon. My I ask your name?" he asked Ember.

"I'm Ember. I'm new here." The pink dragon gave him a warm smile.

"I see. It's nice to meet all of you. I would like to take the time to speak to the two of you, if that's alright," Aeon asked Cynder and Spyro.

"Sure, that seems harmless," said Spyro. "We can talk in the study."

The four of them started walking only for Aeon to abruptly stop. "I'm sorry, but this is private and only concerns them," he said to Ember. "Please understand."

Ember pouted. "That's not fair."

Spyro glanced at Aeon, then at his lover. "It's okay, Ember. This shouldn't take too long. Tell you what, go clean yourself up. By the time you're done I should be back. Then we'll go to that festival at Warfang together, okay?"

Ember perked back up. "Sure thing. Hurry, alright?" She pecked him on the lips and walked away.

Spyro blushed as he turned back around. He looked at Cynder. "So I guess now's the time to say Ember and I-"

"Spyro, I already knew," Cynder said with a smile.

"Oh, really? We didn't exactly tell anyone," said Spyro, surprised.

"Well I see the way you get along, and you've really grown close. Plus yesterday you left the door open in the room so I was in for a surprise when I passed by."

Spyro blushed even more. "Oh, uh wow. Whoops."

Aeon sighed. "Excuse me, but might we continue? I'm on a schedule."

"Of course, sorry," said Spyro. They continued walking. After a few minutes they reached the study. Spyro and Cynder sat on two stools, Aeon remained standing. "So what did you want to talk to us about?"

"I simply have a few questions for you, starting with... What do you know of Convexity?"

It has been three days since the realm's capital was attacked. The citizens had relocated to an island stronghold named Hane. The island's perimeter was surrounded by a reinforced wall heavilly guarded with cannons and fire dragons. The island itself however was a true work of art. Spanning the size of Texas, half of its area was a stone city with detailed carvings and etched pools. Dwarves could only wish they made something like this. The rest was a jungle where people were free to explore and camp out. The city's protective walls were some distance from the island itself, allowing people to enjoy the beach. Mechanical rudders on the walls provided simulated waves for beach-goers. The place was both a paradise and a beacon of hope for the residents of Celia's capital. Celia had always taken the time to properly build this place over the millennia, wanting it to be perfect. The true miracle of the island was it's chaotic coordinates; it is always changing its location at random and can only be found by someone who truly needs it.

The queen sat on the throne of her new palace, happy that she and her subjects could fight another day. At the same time, she couldn't shake the truth, this was her last chance. Hane was indeed a magnificent island, but she hoped that he would never have to rely on this last resort. Outside of Hane's walls, things were sure to be catastrophic. "Glomp."

"Your Majesty?" Glomp bowed obediently.

"Send word to the other provinces. I want them to be ready for the forces of Order. Their soldiers need to be prepared for battle, and their ships need to be prepared for escape."

"With honor, your Majesty," said Glomp. He quickly left the room.

Celia slouched, looking towards the ceiling. "I cannot fail my people."

"Your Majesty?" Standing at the entrance to the throne room was Aeon himself, still clad in his white suit.

"Perfect timing as always, Aeon," said Celia, cracking a smile. "What did you learn about our guests?"

"Well, it's rather interesting. They both are able to use convexity as a potent weapon, but they don't know much about it. You may want to have them train on that."

"Excellent work. Is there anything else to report?"

The festival at Warfang was truly beautiful. Everyone enjoyed themselves, dancing or singing or just being silly all around.

Spyro and his love enjoyed the calm music that the band was playing. Spyro rested his claws on Ember's hips and Ember held onto Spyro's shoulders. "So what did that man ask you?" Ember asked.

"To be honest, I don't know he wanted it to be in private. He was just asking us about our powers and what we know about them. In any case, now I have the rest of the day with you."

The pink dragon smiled and rested her head on his chest. "I just realized we never actually told anyone about us. I think it's time."

Spyro rested his chin on Ember's head. "We'll tell them tomorrow, after we finally have our time together. I love you, Ember."

"I love you too, Spyro..."

Spyro sat at a bar with Cynder, enjoying some quality time with his new love. "This is all a big change isn't it?" Spyro asked.

"Definitely," said Cynder. "I still can't believe I'm a Mort dragon, who would have guessed?"

"You know, Braniac told me in addition to your Death powers, you still have the old powers from Malefor's taint. Lucky you, huh?"

"I guess so. Hey since the purple dragon can learn any power, what if I teach you the ones I know?" Cynder asked.

Spyro gave a warm smile. "I'd love that."

The day had been perfect. Spyro and Ember had such a fun time together, not even remembering the incident with the attack that morning. They made their way to the ruined part of the temple making sure they weren't followed. Ember threw herself onto Spyro, making out with him furiously. "Let's consumate our relationship once and for all, Spyro," she said.

The door to their bedroom swung open and they came in while still making out. Spyro shut the door with his tail and Ember pinned him on the wall. "I can't contain my love for you anymore, Ember." Spyro's claws slid down and rested on her waist.

Ember was kissing his neck and his face all over. "Then don't, Spyro. I want to be your mate. I want us to live happily."

His claws slid down her side and groped her rear. "You're the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me. You make me feel comfortable."

"And you make me feel loved." They closed their eyes and Ember moved her stomach up and down rubbing against her lover's groin, arousing him.

"I'm never gonna leave you, Ember."

"Okay." Spyro entered his and Cynder's room and closed the door behind him. "I just put the kids to bed."

Cynder sat in the bed with a smile. "That's good." Spyro climbed into bed with her and got under the covers. She nudged closer to him and kissed his cheek.

"They're getting pretty big." He returned the kiss. "Cynder... Thank you."

"For what?"

"For reminding me what love feels like. I thought I had forgotten after Ember passed away. I'm never gonna leave you."

Cynder got even closer and put her arm around him. She kissed him on the lips this time. "And I'll always be there for you, Spyro." She nudged his jaw with the top of her head.

Ember opened her eyes and continued to grind against his crotch. Spyro continued to grope her buttocks. "Having a fun time back there, Spyro?" She looked at at him with a grin.

"Should I stop?" He had a sly look on his face.

"Of course not." They turned and now Ember was pinned against the wall, while still rubbing herself against him. "I'm sorry, Spyro."

"Sorry for what?" They both stopped what they were doing, but Ember was still pinned.

"For yelling at you. You were right." She looked down and cried lightly. "It doesn't matter where I come from. Just because Malefor was my great grandfather, that doesn't mean I'm a monster. My dad may hate me, but you stood by me... You did what was best for me. You were nothing but nice to me. You looked at me and saw a person... But I... I yelled at you... I tried to kill you... I said I hated you." She cried over Spyro's shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Spyro! Can you ever forgive me?"

Spyro took a deep breath and said, "No."

"I... I understand..." Ember weeped more.

"Ember." Spyro grabbed her head and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. "I don't forgive you... because there's nothing to forgive."

Ember smiled fom hearing this. "Spyro... I love you." She kissed him again and started grinding against him again.

Cynder licked Spyro's mouth, asking for entrance. Spyro opened his mouth and they started toungue-wrestling. Spyro enjoyed the taste of Cynder's saliva. It mixed with his and fell to the back of his mouth. She suddenly pulled back. "What's wrong, Cynder?"

"I just... I'm wondering if you really want to do this." She looked at him unsure.

"Of course, I do, Cynder. I love you."

"I just want to make sure you're ready to move on."

"Cynder, I will always have a place for Ember in my heart, but I'm ready to love again." Spyro's claw reached over to the back of her neck. He pulled her in for another kiss. He got an idea and created a small ice cube in his mouth. They passed the cold cube back and forth into each others' mouth. It grew warm with time and melted away.

"Can you make another, Spyro?" Spyro obeyed and created a second ice cube in his paw. Cynder took it happily. "Thanks." She leaned back and moved the ice cube lower.

Spyro watched curiously. "Cynder? What are you doing?"

She winked at him and seductively said, "Just watch the show." She brought the ice cube to her tender area and rubbed it against her labia. She moaned softly as she felt the cold ice on her second set of lips. Spyro was amazed from watching this. The ice began melting as her hot juices touched it. Spyro could tell she was having a good time. Once the ice fully melted, Spyro shifted closer and pushed Cynder onto her back. He kissed her sweet spot one time and then came up to her face to give her a kiss on the mouth. Cynder briefly could taste her female fluids as well as the water.

Spyro began making out with Cynder and moved his claw down her magenta belly. Using two fingers (or toes) he tickled her clit softly. Cynder could be heard making muffled pleasurable noises.

Spyro's left paw trailed down further from her rump and disappeared underneath her tail. "What are you doing, Spyro?"

"This." He shoved a single claw up Ember's rear.

"Spyro!" she cried in surprise.

That sly look appeared on his face again. "Don't like it?"

Ember didn't answer. She didn't need to. Spyro could tell she was enjoying it. Ember continued to grind against Spyro when he finally couldn't hold it in anymore. His erection peeked out from hiding and poked Ember in the stomach. She looked at the pink tool and smiled. "I see your friend wants to come and play."

"Shall we let him in?"

"In a minute. Let's finish this first." Ember and Spyro both jumped onto the bed and made out more while Spyro's penis rubbed against Ember's underbelly.

"I want us to be together forever, Spyro," said Cynder. "I want you to give me a child."

"Anything for you, Cynder."

"We'll have a son together. A little baby boy who looks just his fa-"

"His mother," Spyro interupted. "His mother's beautiful green eyes."

Cynder giggled. "Always thinking of others." By this point Spyro had unsheathed his tool.

Ember pushed Spyro aside for a minute so she could stand up on the bed. "I'm ready, Spyro."

The purple hero kissed his pink lover as she spread her hind legs outward. She lowered her wings and hunched forward. Her tail moved to the left, giving Spyro a clear view of her wet womanhood. Spyro nudged her face effectionately. He could tell she was scared. "I love you." He got behind her again and put his paws on her back. He pulled himself up and found himself mounting Ember. His paws were on her shoulders for support. His tool was right underneath Ember's slit.

Ember stuttered. "B-be gentle, Spyro... This is my first time."

"There's no need to worry, Ember. I'm a virgin too," he reassured her.

Spyro was mounted on top of Cynder. He could see the nervouness in her face. "Cynder... is this your first time?"

Cynder nodded. "Yes, Spyro. I waited. I waited for you. I wanted you to be the one to make me a woman. It was either that or stay a virgin forever."

"Cynder." Spyro kissed her cheeck. She turned her head around so they could share a real kiss.

"I'm not afraid, Spyro. I'm ready."

Spyro positioned his tool and slowly entered Ember. She gasped in surprise by the pleasure she felt. "Spyro, that-that-that feels amazing!"

He stopped when he felt Cynder's natural barrier. He took a deep breath. "Get ready, Cynder."

Cynder closed her eyes waiting for the pain that was about to come. "Do it."

"I'm ready, Spyro." Spyro pulled his hips back and thrusted forward with all his might, destroying Ember's barrier. She bit her lower lip in a vain attempt to silence her screams of agony. "Spyro, it hurts!"

"I know it does, Ember. But the pain will subside."

"I belong to you now, Spyro. Now make love to me."

Cynder bit her own wing from the immense pain Spyro caused her. "It's okay, Cynder." Spyro nuzzled her lovingly. "It only hurts the first time."

"Please keep going, Spyro! Make the pain go away!" she begged.

Spyro obliged to his lovers' request and continued thrusting. Ember's pain was immediately replaced with unmaginable pleasure. "What is this feeling?"

"It's the feeling of love, Cynder," Spyro said.

"Oh oh ohhh. I love you, Spyro!" said Cynder.

"I love you too, Ember!" He continued to make love to his mate. He loved her more than anything.

Cynder got an idea. 'If it feels this good with only Spyro doing all the work, then maybe...' Ember used her front legs to buck herself back. "Oh, Ancestors, yes!" She moaned as the pleasure increased tenfold.

Spyro felt it too. "I love you, Ember!"

Cynder felt a warm build up of pressure deep in her stomach. "I... I feel funny." The pressure increased even further until it became uncomfortable. "Oooohhh! I... love... you... Spy... ro!" She had a powerful orgasm and all her womanly juices sprayed out all over.

Spyro couldn't take it anymore either. He sighed in pleasure as his white hot life-giving seed was dumped into Ember's awaiting womb. Every last drop filled Cynder up until Spyro was empty. He pulled out and both he and his mate collapsed. "Thank you again, Cynder."

"No. Thank YOU, Spyro," Cynder gave Spyro a hug with both her forelegs and her wings. They closed their eyes and drifted off into sleep.

Back in Celia's throne room, Aeon had just finished giving his status report. "I see. All this information will definitely be useful. Thank you."

Aeon bowed before his queen. "Always a pleasure, ma'am."

"Your Majesty?" Aeon and Celia looked towards the left wing. It was Braniac. "I have some information on Cynder."

"Do share," said Celia.

"I've inspected her DNA and I've learned it's too corrupted to support a child."

Celia gasped. "You... you mean?"

Braniac sadly nodded. "She's barren. She'll never be able to have hatchlings."

Celia sighed. "More bad news on top of this catastrophe. Is there anything else that can go wrong?"

"I actually have one more piece of information to share, if I may," said Aeon.

"Is it bad news?" Celia asked.

Aeon thought about it. "I'm not entirely sure if it can be considered good or bad. Spyro and Cynder told you that Ember died recently, correct?"

"Yes, and?"

Aeon presented the large clock in his hand. "Do you know what the 13 on my clock is for?"

Celia shook her head. "Tell me."

"It tells me a person's life span, giving me an exact measurement of how much time they have left before death. When I went to the past, I had met Ember. The clock measured her life span, and it didn't match up with the approximate date that Spyro and Cynder gave you for supposed demise."

Celia raised a curious eye. "Where are you going with this?"

"I'm saying that Ember is still alive."

Back in the world of Drac, Sparx flew around the temple with Nala holding his arm. "I'm glad you decided to move in," said Sparx. "It's been quite since Spyro and Cynder left."

"I don't want my baby to be lonely," said Nala in a flirty tone.

The dragonflies passed by the room containing the pool of visions. They saw Cyril examining the pool of visions. Hunter was there too. "Hey, what's up?" Sparx asked.

"We're trying to locate Spyro and Cynder," said Cyril.

"They have been gone for far too long now," said Hunter.

Terrador and Volteer came in through another door. "Is there any progress?" Terrador asked.

"Unfortunately, no," said Cyril.

"I'm wondering if perhaps there's something that we're missing," said Volteer.

"There is," a familiar voice called.

"Huh?" everyone asked.

A strange glow hovered over the pool of visions, forcing them to squint. The glow slowly took the shape of a dragon. He was wearing numerous trinkets all over his body, and aside from the grey scales, he was easily recognized.

"Ignitus!" Everyone except Nala shouted.

"Hello, everyone," said Ignitus with a smile.

"I thought you were dead!" said Sparx.

"I did indeed perish," said Ignitus. "However, the Chronicler had something else in mind for me. I found myself in his chamber, and he explained that each Era requires a new observer. He passed down his title to me and moved on to the afterlife."

"You're the new Chronicler?" Cyril asked.

"Indeed. Which brings me to why I'm here. I have looked over the events of this new Era for two years now..." He glanced at Terrador with an accusatory look. "And I am already disappointed."

"What?" Terrador had no time to react as he found himself throne accross the room and pinned to the wall. He looked around in fright, unable to move even though nothing physically held him. "What is the meaning of this?"

"What are you doing?" Hunter asked.

Ignitus scowled at Terrador. "I appointed you as the leader of the guardians, Terrador, and you are a disgrace to the title!"

"Please, no!" Terrador cried in absolute fear.

"Ignitus, what has he done?" Volteer asked.

"He's been deveicing you all. Hunter, I want you to go to the ruins of this temple, search for an iron door and retrieve what you find!" said Ignitus.

"Of course." Hunter ran out the door and headed for the lower levels of the temple. The cheetah covered ground in quick time, having reached the ruins in mere minutes. "What am I looking for?" He wandered around the ruins, making sure to check everywere as quickly as possible. He eventually found a large metal door that looked like a cell. A key dangled to the left of the door. "Found it!" He unlocked the door and opened it, the room was pitch dark and smelled horrible. The resourceful cheetah took a cloth and a bottle of oil out from his pocket. He wrapped the cloth over his nose and secured it tightly. He then opened the bottle of oil and dipped an arrow inside it. Pocketing the bottle, Hunter striked the arrow against the ground, igniting it. He used the makeshift torch to look around. The ground was littered in bodilly filth, making Hunter want to vomit. Daring to go further in, he accidentally kicked a metal bowl. "Hmm?" The bowl had bits of food inside it. "Strange." Stepping further, Hunter saw what he was looking for. "Oh my goodness..." He saw a young pink dragon sleeping on the ground. She was chained to the wall and wearing a cloth over her eyes. Her body was badly bruised and cut. Her white wings were worn and tattered, and her pink scales were sickly pale. The worst injury was her left horn; it was completely broken off. Hunter dropped to one knee and nudged the sleeping dragon. "Ember. Ember, wake up!"

Ember jumped up in shock. "Ahh, I told you I don't know anything! Just leave me alone!" She pressed herself against the stone wall in fear. "Just go away! Please!"

Hunter gently approached the frightened dragon. "Calm down, Ember. It's okay. I'm here to save you." He grabbed the cloth from her eyes and pulled it off, allowing her to see him with her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Hunter?" She calmed down and sighed in relief. "Thank you. Thank you!"

Hunter smiled. "Let's get you out of here."

Back at the pool of visions, Ignitus still had Terrador pinned to the wall.

"Ignitus, can you please tell us what's going on?" Cyril asked.

"In a moment. We need to wait for Hunter," said Ignitus.

Sparx flew over to the door. "Hey, I think I see him coming!" He looked more closely. "He's carrying something..."

Hunter walked inside the room, carrying Ember in his arms and wrapped in a brown blanket. He set her down on the floor and allowed the blanket to unfurl. Ember still had the metal collar around her neck and a broken chain. Ember looked around as everyone gasped.

"Ember!" Nala shouted.

The weak pink dragon struggled to stand. She was incredibly malnourished. "I... I'm really free?"

Ignitus nodded.

"But, we thought you died!" said Sparx.

"Ember is... alive?" Cyril asked in amazement.

"Just barely," said Ignitus. He used his telekinesis to drop Terrador to the ground. "He's responsible."

"What?" Volteer asked.

"Ember, say hello to your father," said Ignitus.

Everyone gasped. Ember just looked at Terrador in shock. "My... father?"

Terrador grumbled. "It's true."

"Can someone please explain everything?" Cyril asked.

"Gladly," said Ignitus. "Look into the pool."

The pool of visions glowed and presented an image of Terrador and his mate, a fire dragon. Terrador narrated while still on the ground. "Here, my mate is telling me she's Malefor's granddaughter." The image changed to his mate sleeping peacefully while Terrador snuck up on her. Everyone watching turned away in disgust as Terrador brutally murdered her with a hammer. "This was a few days later." Terrador then quickly scrawled a note and wrapped his mate's necklace around it. He grabbed his egg from the corner of the room and flew out the window. "This part you should know." The pool showed several images of Terrador spying on Ember after she moved in. "I kept an eye on her, unsure if it was really her." It showed Terrador slamming on the floor until it collapsed, barely missing Ember in her bedroom. "After it was confirmed to be her, I tried to kill her." Another vision appeared. Ember was on the table, screaming in pain as the guardians tried to coax her. "At one point Ember passed out from the pain. I ordered Cyril and Volteer to leave so I could take care of her alone. After she laid the egg, I quickly hid her unconscious body and told the others she died. The body that was burned was just a bison." One final vision, Ember chained up in a dungeon crying as Terrador savagely beat her to within an inch of her life daily. "Huhuhahaha... I enjoyed every minute."

The visions ended. Everyone looked at Terrador in disgust. Ember looked at him in horror. "You're... you're pure evil!"

Terrador laughed. "You're one to talk, spawn of Malefor! I know that deep down you're far worse than I could ever be. It's in your blood. I bet right now you're thinking of killing me, aren't you? You want your revenge, I know it."

"Terrador, you are one sick bastard!" Sparx yelled.

"Go ahead, Ember. You deserve this," said Ignitus.

Ember slowly approached her "father" with tears and anger. "I... what should I do?"

"Kill him," everyone said collectively.

Ember looked Terrador in the eyes. "You are a paranoid maniac. Thanks to you, my whole life has been hell. I had two years of serenity, but then you took it away. I couldn't even meet my children and now they, my mate, and my friend are lost somewhere in the North Pole!" Ember then retreated. "But I'm not a monster like you. I'll let the law deal with you." She turned around and started walking out.

"Ember, where are you going?" Sparx asked.

"The North Pole." Ember struggled to walk. Her bruised body was in more pain she knew was possible. "I've got to find Spyro!" Her single horn left her right side much heavier, causing her to fall over. She tried to stand back up, but Hunter stopped her.

"Don't be foolish," he said. "You're far to weak to go anywhere. You need to stay and recover."

"But... Spyro..." Ember allowed her tears to fall.

"Spyro can take care of himself and the children," said Cyril. "If you go anywhere, you'll die. We'll take care of you until your strength returns in a few weeks. After that, you and Hunter can go and look for him together."

"Listen to him, Ember. This is the best for you right now," said Sparx.

Ember stopped struggling in defeat. "Fine. But the moment I'm at full strength, I'm out of here."

Hunter helped the pink dragon get to her feet. "Let's get that chain off you and get you cleaned up."

± Epilogue

And so, Chaos is finally over! Stay tuned for Book two: War!