Reunion

"Do you think we done the right thing in letting the creature go," Cynder asked Spyro.

"Cynder you might think Im nuts but just hear me out and don't interrupt please."

The black dragoness nodded and urged Spyro to continue

"Hmm when that creature started to plead for mercy I saw something leave his body and disappear. I don't know what it was or how I saw it but when it came out of him he was less and less evil and more scared."

Cynder nodded closed her yes

"I know of this ability."

Spyro flared his brown wings in surprise, "You do."

"Yes it is called Darkness Sight and it is very rare. I've only ever about it in a book about purple dragons I found in Malefor's Library. There is something else I should tell you while we are on the subject. Malefor was not the first purple dragon there have been many since the beginning of time. The first was Time Dragon called Sparklefire but for some reason she wasn't regarded as one At least t is what the book said."

"How do you know all this." Asked Spyro astonishment pulsing across his features and in the depths of his purple eyes there as a splatter of praise for his black friend.

"Mainly from the books I read in the library I had in Concurrent Skies. Anyways back to the Darkness Sight. It was said that anyone who had this ability would be able to see darkness in its exposed form. That means if it has just come out of someone then you could see it for a brief moment.

"What is Darkness," asked Spyro, he was concerned about being to see it when almost no other dragon could see it. Especially when it sounded evil, possessing people and whatnot.

"No one knows," admitted Cynder "Not even the Chronicler."

A flare of warm fire rushed through Spyro's veins when Cynder uttered the word 'Chronicler'. He just shook his head and shrugged off the feeling. Cynder looked at him but didn't comment on his actions. The

Two youngsters still felt uneasy about confiding in each other about personal or strange matters that didn't concern the other. Spyro scratched his side and nearly had a heart attack as his claw brushed against an exposed rib.

"I've got so many powers you'd think I'd be able to heal."

"I read that you can heal but that ability only comes when you are around five hundred years old."

Spyro rolled his eyes and chuckled "Well at least it doesn't hurt that much anymore."

He was contradicted by a pain that ripped through him. The pain left both Spyro and Cynder gasping for air: Spyro due to pain and Cynder due to laughter. Cynder coughed to calm herself down and then looked at Spyro who had also recovered. Their eyes met and for a whole ten minutes emerald and amethyst fused in loved. There was a voice behind them that shattered the bond like a thin pane of glass.

"Hi did you guys miss me?"

Spyro and Cynder nearly fainted with shock.

"SPARX" they yelled in unison

"Hey I thought I smelled a bad whiff of purple dragon brother and a whiff of black sexy dragoness."

Cynder and Spyro snarled at him in mock anger.

"Thanks for that Sparx," chuckled Cynder as she nuzzled the annoying dragonfly.

"Well at least he didn't call you evil Cynder." Spyro whispered in her ear. Hot blood rose to her cheeks and not for the first time she was glad her scales were black so it wouldn't show. Sparx smiled at Cynder.

"Hey thanks Cynder… For hmm hmm taking care of Spyro for me when you fought Malefor who I presume is dead.

"You're welcome Sparx and we think Malefor is dead." She whispered

"Where is Ignitus," asked Sparx.

Spyro and Cynder looked at each other which made Sparx fear the worst. Spyro and Cynder wove a sad tale of how Ignitus had perished in the Belt of Fire and he was also told of Spyro going into dark form. Spyro and Cynder had to stop and control their crying before they were able to continue. Sparx listened to every dodge move and detail of the final fight against Malefor. Spyro told his brother about putting the world back together. Then because Spyro seemed incapable of talking anymore Cynder told Sparx all that had happened since.

"So a lot has happened then," he giggled.

Spyro and Cynder gave him wane (weak) smiles but speaking about Ignitus always drained th mirth from them, particularly Spyro.

"So where are you going then?"

"We're going to see mum and dad," Whispered Spyro

Great that's where I'm going," exclaimed the irrepressible dragonfly.

Cynder pulled him to one side.

"Sparx please just give Spyro some space. Ignitus' death is still affecting him badly."

"Don't worry big girl I'll try and be a bit quieter."

Cynder thanked him. She was glad she and Sparx could now talk openly without teasing each other. It might help with a problem that was gnawing away at her gut. She had feelings for Spyro that went beyond friendship however she was too scared to reveal them. Mostly because if he turned her down it would devastate her. Also it would break her draconic heart if she knew that even though she was the only female he knew he still didn't like her. She walked away from the boys before settling down and wrestling with her disquiet.

Spyro came over to her after a few minutes. Tears streaked his face and his purple eyes glistened more than usual.

"What's up?" he asked his voice a thin rasp.

"Nothing I'm just thinking." She answered quietly.

Spyro nodded and stretched out next to Cynder and sighed softly. Sparx came over and tried to cheer the depressed dragons up (does he ever learn). His efforts were in vain and his stabs at conversation were met with one word answers or silence. Defeated Sparx crammed some nearby butterflies into his mouth. Then there was an explosion… BBBBUUUURRRRRPPPP! Spyro couldn't suppress a giggle directed at his glowing brother.

"Sparx I think you just woke up the entire area." Teased Spyro, he had been cheered up somewhat.

"He's a good alarm then. It's morning. Guess we talked for a little longer than we thought huh. Well come on you two. We can get going after breakfast."

She stalked into the forest and came out half an hour later with a bird that was as big as an ostrich except this could fly. Once they had satisfied their hunger wing beats filled the air as the reunited trio took off.

Well that is chapter 5. Spyro and Cynder are still devastated about Ignitus. I wanted to show that there was still a connection between Spyro and Ignitus who is now the Chronicler. Reviewers can I please ask you to put a rating out of ten in your reviews Please read and review.