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The next thing Cynder knew, she was lying flat on her stomach with her face on the ground. She groaned while getting on her feet.

"What a rush…," she said while rubbing her head. Cynder opened her eyes and gasped. "What in the…?"

It was as if she had entered another dimension. She was lying on a platform suspended above a pit of darkness. Above her was a strong light. Cynder tried, but there were no signs of life as far as she could tell.

What's going on? The last thing I remember was Matt telling me to jump into that beam…did he send me somewhere?

"Hello?!" Cynder yelled. "Is anyone here?" No one answered.

You're the only one who can do this… That's what Matt had said just moments before. How was this going to help Spyro.

Cynder looked down into the darkness. How was she supposed to help herself? Still, Matt had to have done something worthwhile if he had asked for her trust. His Keyblade had helped her and Spyro escape from that other place…maybe it could also do other things…

"Spyro!" Cynder called out. "Where are you? It's me! Cynder! Please answer me!"

As soon as she had her name, Cynder felt an immense pressure on her head. She gasped in surprise and fell on her side. Her paws were grasping her head.

Suddenly, flashes of light formed in her mind. Soon they formed together…and Cynder saw something she wasn't expecting. It was like a dream…(A.N. Again, this is all in Spyro's POV)

She felt weak…even though she wasn't trying to move, she was anyway. Coming into view was…

Soon, Cynder felt herself speak his name. "Ignitus…there was something different about her…something in her eyes. Something familiar…"

Cynder gasped in her mind. That wasn't her voice! It was Spyro's!

"Yes, Spyro. There is something I must tell you…"

Is this all in my head? Are these Spyro's memories?

The scene changed.

Cynder was in convexity, staring at herself! Her past's self had just been defeated by Spyro, and had been changed into her smaller form.

"She is just like me..," Spyro said. Suddenly, the entire place was coming apart. Cynder's body was being pulled towards the portal to nothingness…

Spyro's view changed to Sparx. "Dude! We gotta get outta here now!" the dragonfly said.

"I can't leave her behind…I've got to save her…," Spryo spoke.

"What? Save the beast that's been trying to kill us?"

"That wasn't her fault! She was being used by the Dark Master!"

Cynder watched as Spyro risked his life and grabbed her unconscious body. He then flew her out of Convexity for good…

Wow…If Spyro hadn't done that for me…I would've been lost forever…and he didn't even have to…

The scene shifted again.

Spyro was staring at the stars on the balcony of the Temple. His view showed Cynder walk up and join him.

"See something, Spyro?" she asked.

"No…but I've got a bad feeling."

"Me too."

The scene shifted again. They were in the garden just outside the temple.

Cynder saw her younger self once more. Spyro asked her what she was doing out there.

"I'm leaving, Spyro. I don't belong here. After all I've done…all I've put you through…I can't stay."

"Cynder, no one blames you for what happened," Spyro said back.

Sparx butted in. "I do. Speak for yourself."

"Sparx!"

"No, Sparx is right," Cynder said. "And every day that goes by, I'm reminded of it. Spyro…you're place is here…you're destiny is here. But mine is somewhere out there for me to find…"

Cynder winced. Her heart had suddenly ached in pain.

"Cynder…I don't want you to go," Spyro said.

"Goodbye, Spyro…" With that, Cynder saw herself run off into the night.

"What was that?" Cynder thought as she felt better. "Me…or Spyro?"

The scene once again changed. This time it was in a place she didn't recognize. Through Spyro, she was staring at a very old dragon in a huge room full of books.

"Who is he?" Cynder thought. "The Chronicler?"

"Then why have you called us here? I don't understand…," Spyro spoke.

"To ride out this storm…where you'll be safe…and live to fight another day…," The old dragon replied.

Spyro asked about the others and was told that they would probably meet terrible fates.

"…and Cynder? Am I supposed to sit here and do nothing…while she joins THEM?....You keep taking about choosing a path. What about Cynder? She was never given a choice…I have to try. I'm going and you can't stop me." Spyro walked away.

Cynder's heart ached again. "Spyro…" she thought. "Even though you knew the risks…you still came for me…"

The next few flashes were of when she and Spyro had been stuck together by Malefor's chain.

"Well…" she thought. "At least it was Spyro I was chained too. I would've died after five minutes if it had been Sparx…"

Unfortunately, the scene shifted to after Spyro and Cynder had made it through the Belt of Fire…at the cost of losing Ignitus…

"Ignitus! NO!" Spyro yelled.

"Spyro, stop!" He saw Cynder next to him. "There's nothing you can do for him."

"No! He isn't gone!"

"Spyro…Let it go…"

"I didn't mean it like that…," Cynder thought. "Ignitus was like a father to Spyro…" She then watched as her other self stared in horror at Spyro…when the Heartless had tried to take over.

"Spyro, don't!"

"You can't stop me!"

"You're right. Only you can do that. Please, Spyro. Don't do this!"

After he'd calmed down Cynder said, "We have to go on. He wanted us to."

"It wasn't supposed to be like this…I feel so alone."

"You are not alone."

Cynder's heart ached even more. "Why does this keep happening?" she wondered.

The scene shifted to Malefor's lair. Cynder watched as she attacked Spyro while she was under Malefor's control.

"Fight back! Why won't you fight back?" she asked.

"Because you've left me nothing to fight for…," Spyro replied.

Cynder came back to her senses. "There's always something…"

Now she saw herself when they'd defeated Malefor. Spyro wanted her to leave him behind, but Cynder had other ideas.

"Then I'm with you," she said.

Spyro's sight then changed to show nothing but light.

"So you didn't hear me Spyro…?," Cynder thought sadly.

The next few memories were of the time they were stuck in the other dimension. The last one was one that Cynder wasn't present for. This was when Spyro wanted to help Matt save Stitch and Pikachu…and he hadn't asked Cynder for help.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" Matt asked.

Spyro nodded. "If defeating Malchoir means peace…then I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

"Well…," Matt paused. "Maybe we should ask Cynder to…" Spyro shook his head no. "Why not? We could use her help."

"Matt…Cynder's been through so much. I…I don't want to risk losing her."

"Are you sure?" Matt asked. "You two do make a good team."

Spyro sighed. "Yeah…but I saw you fight those creatures. I think the two of us are strong enough to beat Malchoir and save your friends. Please, Matt. I know Cynder will be mad…but I just can't risk it. She's already been through too much because of me. This time…I can do something for her."

That was it. Cynder had came back to her senses. She was breathing heavily, her paw still on her heart. All of these memories…they were about her. What Spyro thought of her.

It then hit Cynder. She wasn't just inside Spyro…she was inside his heart. From what she could feel, Spyro felt about her more than anyone he kept in his heart.

"Oh…Spyro," she whispered. "I knew you cared about me…but it's more than I could ever imagine." She then looked up and gasped in surprise. "Spyro?!"

On another platform a few yards away, just lying there…was Spyro. At least, this was the Spyro that Cynder knew the best. She quickly flew over to his side.

Spyro was lying down on his stomach, his eyes closed. He was breathing, but he wasn't moving very much.

Cynder walked up to him slowly. "Spyro…? It's me…Cynder."

"Go away," Spyro said.

"What?" she asked. "Spyro…it's really me. I'm here."

"I don't care. Just leave me alone." He curled into a fetal position.

Cynder was confused at Spyro's behavior, but she kept going. "Spyro…listen to me. This thing…this Heartless inside of you…"

"What about it?"

"You have to fight it. If you don't, then he's already won."

"Why bother? He's too strong…"

"Spyro, what's the matter with you? You can't be giving up…you can't be…"

"I'm too weak, Cynder. My darkness is too powerful."

"Snap out of it, Spyro!" Cynder cried. "Why won't you fight back?"

For the first time, Spyro looked at her. "Nothing matters anymore. All I do is bring pain and suffering…I'm not worth the trouble."

"Spyro, that's your Heartless talking! Not you! Don't listen to him!"

Spyro continued to resist and he shook his head. "Just…leave me alone."

Cynder started to sob. "Spyro…"

"I already told you, I…" He didn't finish after what Cynder did next. She had been so frustrated and angry with Spyro, that she did the only thing that made sense. She raised her paw and struck Spyro upside the face, leaving a scratch.

Cynder was still shaking. "Now do you believe me?"

Spyro just stood there for a few seconds in complete and absolute shock. He then put his paw to his face to feel his small wound. "You're…really here. But how…?"

"You have Matt to thank for that," Cynder replied. "He hasn't given up on you…and neither have I."

"Cynder…"

"Spyro, listen to me. I know what it's like to have darkness inside of you that you can't control. You lose all hope, and you just want to give in. You forget who you really are."

"But…he's too strong…I can't…"

"Yes, you can! Spyro… you've never given up on me. Even when Malefor had control of me again, you reminded me who I really was…and who I want to be."

"Cynder…what are you…?"

"Do you remember what I told you after Ignitus sacrificed himself for us?"

Spyro winced at his friend's name. "You said I wasn't alone."

"That's right, and you're not alone now. I'm here for you, Spyro, like you've always been there for me."

"But what if I can't…?"

"Spyro, I know you can break free. You're strength isn't from your powers as the purple dragon. You're the strongest dragon I know because of your heart."

Cynder knew what she wanted to say next. "And that's why I love you with all of my heart, Spyro…and I always will." She then flung herself onto Spyro and didn't want to let go.

Spyro let Cynder's words soak into him for a few moments. A tear formed in his eye. He then put his arms around her as well. "Cynder," he choked. "You're more than just a friend…you always have been. I've wanted to tell you for so long…"

"You don't have to tell me," she replied.

"I want to. Cynder…I love you too. I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you." He put his head against hers. "Thank you…"

Consider this chapter my SpyroxCynder tribute. I hope I did a good job tying their best moments...

Please keep reading and thanks again everyone!

Peace out!

Biz