Thoughts of an Amethyst

Amethyst walked away from the group to think by herself. She didn't know what to do. After hearing Spyro's story she was beginning to change her opinion on the events and rumours that hung around Cynder. Extending her mind she found who she was looking for.

Slasher

Uh huh. Hey can I talk to you later I'm kind of busy

No. I need to talk to you now! Amethyst said sharply

What about? Hold on….There I'm in the air, now, what's up?

Emm… I was listening to the story Spyro was telling and… Cynder seems to really have changed.

Hmm … Well that's good…

Huh? asked Amethyst

Well. I knew her before she went evil and if she has changed then that's good. said Slasher

Amethyst asked Is that why you wanted me to stick around?

Yeah it was. Also, there's something I never told you. She's my s... YIKES! Gotta go Ame, I'm being shot at.

With that he severed the mental connection. Amethyst grumbled

"Typical. Always happens when something important is about to be said." the purple dragoness kicked a stone with her paw.

"So, Slasher knew Cynder before she was evil. Hmm. I wonder what she did to him. He isn't one for vengeance or getting angry. He better get his ass down here quick and in one piece, because I have a few questions for him."

Amethyst paced around the newly crystallised swamp. she took a small drink from a pond and found the water purer than any she had ever tasted before. She stood in the cool water and let it wash in and out of her scales for about an hour. Then the dragoness laughed

"I think I'm going to try and get to know them, although, somehow I think that the glowing yellow dragonfly is going to get on my nerves."

"He'll get on anyone's nerves so don't worry about that overmuch." said a voice behind her

Amethyst whirled around. She flared her light pink wings and bared her fangs but the speaker was only Flash so she relaxed.

"Talking to yourself?" he asked

"Yeah, sort of. How long have you been there?" she asked staring at him,

"Oh not long, I just came about thirty seconds ago. Talking to yourself is always a good way to help you think." said Flash smiling broadly

"OK. Yeah I have a friend who does it all of the time. Half of the time I answer him then he loses his train of thought." laughed Amethyst

Slowly she walked out of the pool she had been standing in. She shook herself and Flash had to back up to avoid a soaking. Amethyst flicked her tail to get the water off of it then flapped her wings lightly.

"Man does that bring back memories." he grinned

The dragoness looked at him, her sparkling eyes were quizzical. Flash said "Oh Spyro used to do that all of the time when he was younger."

Amethyst nodded. She liked this dragonfly even though she had only met him yesterday and she had almost killed his adopted son. The second purple dragon looked back at the way she had came from. She scratched a talon on the crystal ground, the sharp claw didn't even mark the gemstone. Amethyst stared at her reflection in the water for a minute. A still silence ensued over the swamp, not even the birds were singing. Time seemed to slow as Flash broke the silence.

"What is it that you have against Spyro and Cynder."

Amethyst looked at him, her purple eyes unreadable. Even the trees seemed to be holding their breath waiting for her answer. After a seemingly unendurable minute everything started up again as Amethyst opened her mouth to speak. Her words were deliberate and calculated, falling from her mouth like bars of lead.

"I have nothing against Spyro, he saved our race. Cynder" she paused, then sighed and continued "Cynder brought nothing but sorrow, destruction and pain to many dragons. She killed my father and both of my friends parents. Then when I was younger she was about to kill me but my friend saved me, though we didn't know each other at the time. "

Flash nodded "Spyro says that Cynder was under control by someone called the Dark Master."

"She was...." said Spyro as he limped up to them.

"Yes." said Amethyst "I think I'm beginning to see that now. And I'm sorry, Spyro. Hey I thought you fainted"

"Yeah I did but they never seem to last long with me." he looked at Flash "Remember the time I knocked my self out on that Branch."

"Yes, you were up and about again in five minute. Your mother was in hysterics because you wouldn't stay still when she told you to."

The purple dragon looked at her and nodded. Amethyst looked down. Spyro said "Come on, I came to tell you that dinner is out."

"Oh good I'm hungry." said Flash.

Amethyst rolled her eyes. Spyro looked at her "What?"

"Oh nothing, just watch out for branches."

Spyro laughed then pretended to walk into one. That got Amethyst in hysterics. She had been laughing for five minutes when Spyro said sternly

"It wasn't that funny Amethyst."

"Maybe, maybe not." she giggled

The trio arrived back at Flash and Nina's house. Spyro walked over to Cynder and said

"Well, I think someone has came round to seeing that your past wasn't your fault."

"Does that mean that she won't be trying to kill me?" asked Cynder. She did the dragon equivalent of raising an eyebrow. Her tone was flat but had a hint of happiness to it.

Spyro nodded "I think so. Besides, I would never let her kill you anyway." he put his wing around the black dragoness

Cynder hummed a little then Nina said "Well I don't quite know what dragon's eat so I decided to give you lot fish." she looked at Spyro, Cynder and amethyst. They all nodded. Dinner was an amusing affair. Sparx was continuasly telling stories of his heroism that made everyone laugh. Amethyst sang a song, then Spyro and Cynder joined in because it was one Ignitus had taught them. Sparx complained about his ears but congratulated them in private afterwards.

When the moon was fairly high in the sky they all went to sleep. The dragonflies went into the house while the dragons slept under the stars. Amethyst slept a little apart from the other two

Meanwhile on a field strewn with dead warriors, some dragons, some were creatures that had never been seen before, a young black dragon was walking around. He saw a fully grown male dragon who had died with his eyes open. The youngster put his paw over the dragon's face and closed it's eyes. The dragon was very small and thin, even thinner than cynder. His eyes were different colours, his left eye was a deep purple and his right eyes shone like moonlight. Two shining, straight, silver horns protuded from above his eyes. The horns were thin but very sharp, three black bands curled around each of them. Two smaller spikes adorned his face, these curved backwards and upwards slightly. His snout was longer and sharper than Spyro's and was lined with sharp serrated teeth. His tail was long and whip like with a deadly, silver tail blade shaped like a flame. Silvery wings sprouted from his back. They were massive and far too big for his skinny body, a wing blade shaped exactly like Cynder's jutted out from the wing joint of each wing. On his silver chest was an inky black insignia and on his brow there was a mark that was identical to Cynder's. The Dragon's name was Slasher.

Sorry for the long wait on this chapter. I was working on my other stories and had writers block. I hope you like. Finally I make an appearance

Slasher